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term='joke'/><category term='Adelaide'/><category term='Dunhill'/><title type='text'>☀DeDailyBlah☀</title><subtitle type='html'>The tip of the iceberg that is my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2559165482247561281</id><published>2009-09-03T12:28:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:29:53.722+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haved moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;www.SmudgeMyLipstick.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do visit and please relink!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2559165482247561281?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2559165482247561281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2559165482247561281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-haved-moved-to-www.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2059405472858561341</id><published>2009-06-18T14:29:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:31:40.696+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;WATCH THIS SPACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the midst of revamping this blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Out with the old and in with the new!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(This includes a new URL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2059405472858561341?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2059405472858561341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2059405472858561341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2009/06/watch-this-space-in-midst-of-revamping.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4490985669993911218</id><published>2009-06-12T14:06:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:11:54.792+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;now that the semester's over...i think it's time i get back to the blogging world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but first...let me go all out and have some fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;when i find some time i will get my ass back on blogger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;actually i have plenty of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;but i think it's better used for sleep (YES I am SO sleep deprived),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;shopping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;etc. you get my gist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;SHOPPING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;will be heading to marion tomorrow again for more basic tops for layering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;if i cant find anything to blog about tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;maybe i'll just be a show-off and post photos of my loot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;definitely easier than putting sentences together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i've had enough of writing to last me a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;too bad i still have ONE LAST SEMESTER TO GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ecstatic =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4490985669993911218?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4490985669993911218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4490985669993911218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2009/06/now-that-semesters-over.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1979344170929195807</id><published>2009-01-01T19:05:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:09:25.502+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FOR THOSE WHO WISHED ME A HAPPY 2008....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LET ME TELL YOU THIS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU DID FUCK ALL HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS YEAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEND ME &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DRUGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PISS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A PLAIN GOOD TIME IN BED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOPE Y'ALL HAD A GREAT ONE LAST NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be back with a long post next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy packing to move and packing to go home for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1979344170929195807?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1979344170929195807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1979344170929195807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-those-who-wished-me-happy-2008.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8080621779054790879</id><published>2008-12-23T11:29:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-23T12:35:22.891+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've been sitting here for a good 2 hours, contemplating whether or not to blog lol but since it's close to Xmas and new year, i thought i'd better do a long post and get that aside before having another massive headache to blog about events for the next week or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this post is going to be in no particular order. it's been about 2 weeks since my last post so I can't really remember what happened in chronological order lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;first off, my most recent purchases LOL the xmas mood is definitely here. heaps of people hanging around Rundle probably last minute xmas shopping. i've been going into town with the main purpose of buying xmas gifts for people but end up spending more on myself lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9YBlWp0I/AAAAAAAAAs0/1jvexF-Hxhc/s1600-h/DSC01039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9YBlWp0I/AAAAAAAAAs0/1jvexF-Hxhc/s320/DSC01039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282789845856855874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a high-waisted tulip skirt from crossroads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9YhJjsZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/SMXPNX7X1iQ/s1600-h/DSC01040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9YhJjsZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/SMXPNX7X1iQ/s320/DSC01040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282789854330204562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;retro print dress from MinkPink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9YoTvdlI/AAAAAAAAAtE/ZfdP0bU1k-0/s1600-h/DSC01041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9YoTvdlI/AAAAAAAAAtE/ZfdP0bU1k-0/s320/DSC01041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282789856251967058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MinkPink Dundee leggings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9Y5YxvQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/PJkO9V1gCa4/s1600-h/DSC01043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9Y5YxvQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/PJkO9V1gCa4/s320/DSC01043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282789860836490498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stussy dress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA992L6ThI/AAAAAAAAAtc/djlcvwdCYNM/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA992L6ThI/AAAAAAAAAtc/djlcvwdCYNM/s320/DSC01044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282790495632379410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...with the most adorable looking heart-shaped buttons! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9Y1jSMKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Q-Wo2tYOHHc/s1600-h/DSC01042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9Y1jSMKI/AAAAAAAAAtM/Q-Wo2tYOHHc/s320/DSC01042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282789859806818466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cinch belts from Jeans West and Sussan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-GST2NI/AAAAAAAAAts/K95q7MUOZvI/s1600-h/DSC01048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-GST2NI/AAAAAAAAAts/K95q7MUOZvI/s320/DSC01048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282790499954186450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;faux croc skin bag from Nine West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(I had actually planned to go into NineWest and get something for myself that was discounted because they were having a 30%-70% end of season sale. but, me being me, HAD to get something at full price. I know i'm totally going to regret it when I see the very same bag on sale in a couple of months. oh the life of a shopaholic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-JeiqdI/AAAAAAAAAtk/rkuxio3HgeE/s1600-h/DSC01047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-JeiqdI/AAAAAAAAAtk/rkuxio3HgeE/s320/DSC01047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282790500810795474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;like I don't have enough makeup already, I went on Amazon and bought the above. smells absolutely DEVINE! came quite cheap too (approx US16) but Express postage from the USofA cost me double what the lipgloss palette was worth lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-S1F0oI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qhOMJk_zbkA/s1600-h/DSC01008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-S1F0oI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qhOMJk_zbkA/s320/DSC01008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282790503321293442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my makeup collection has DOUBLED in the past month. so I had to get new makeup bags to store everything in. the Uchi bag above i think is gorgeous. bought at David Jones. no regrets whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bag below is an ordinary Clinique bag, given by a kind friend who bought a set of products and decided that she didn't need another makeup bag. I now have 4 makeup bags: 1 to store face makeup (ie. foundation, blusher, bronzer, contour, highlight, you get the gist), 1 to store lip colours (ie. lipstick, lipglosses), 1 to store eye makeup (ie. my never ending collection of eyeshadow, eyeliners, mascaras) and 1 to store my nailpolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just last night I threw out half of my nailpolish coz they were getting too old. it's sad to see my collection dwindle down to about 10 now haha and to comfort myself, i'm currently eye-ing an OPI set of nailpolish (god help me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-tztTUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/01I8V9WwDlU/s1600-h/DSC01009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9-tztTUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/01I8V9WwDlU/s320/DSC01009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282790510563249474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have actually bought more than what it seems. the rest just aren't blog-worthy LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;M&amp;amp;M desperately needed some grooming. So I called DogFX and booked in 2 weeks in advanced. About a week later, I drove past PetStock and saw that they have grooming services available now. So i called them and found out that they are charging ridiculously cheap prices for their grooming services! AU29 as opposed to AU55 everywhere else in Adelaide. So i cancelled at DogFX and decided to give PetStock a go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEekBq2yI/AAAAAAAAAuE/0bebUlpd8rQ/s1600-h/DSC01017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEekBq2yI/AAAAAAAAAuE/0bebUlpd8rQ/s320/DSC01017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797654763035426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Molly's fur was starting to knot because she's very curly and HATES the brush lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEeiNwJ7I/AAAAAAAAAuM/OUdvJRpxf4o/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEeiNwJ7I/AAAAAAAAAuM/OUdvJRpxf4o/s320/DSC01031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797654276843442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milo looking far too shabby for my liking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEeoDiCcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Dn_-lKw9K-w/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEeoDiCcI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Dn_-lKw9K-w/s320/DSC01033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797655844587970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Molly after her clipping. I finally get to see how thin her legs actually are lol she's definitely happier with her new 'do (perfect for the summer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEezTgzFI/AAAAAAAAAuc/gXPAPVvqc-c/s1600-h/DSC01037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVBEezTgzFI/AAAAAAAAAuc/gXPAPVvqc-c/s320/DSC01037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282797658864405586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milo only had about an inch taken off cos his momma wants him to stay her princess dog forever lol he's the only reason why I have the aircon switched on from 10am to 8pm every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And that pretty much concludes my two weeks. Will be back again next week (hopefully! no promises there lol) after xmas and new years. Have heaps of planning to do for xmas lunch this Thursday. haven't set a menu yet. neither have i gone shopping for turkey and ham lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years hasn't really been planned either. i'm hoping it'll be at cass' place again this year coz it's getting warmer (max of 32 deg. this week) and the thought of having a pool to jump into when it gets too hot is orgasmic lol until then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to tell you not to drink. My message this year will be: GET SMASHED, GET HIGH, but be smart and take a cab home. I'd love to be able to see everyone still alive come 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;14 days!!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/7363822695597038173-8080621779054790879?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8080621779054790879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8080621779054790879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/ive-been-sitting-here-for-good-2-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SVA9YBlWp0I/AAAAAAAAAs0/1jvexF-Hxhc/s72-c/DSC01039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7134439558040334804</id><published>2008-12-08T10:18:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-08T10:26:56.279+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FUCKIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;BORED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for Mr "I-said-last-night-I'll-wake-up-early-but-decided-to-sleep-in-again" to wake up and go to the gym with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But he's still sleeping like a pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for Shan to online and accompany me get excited over online shopping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But she haven't go to work and online yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for Charlotte to come online and accompany me get excited over mineral makeup...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But she is out shopping in Shanghai today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waiting for the postman to come deliver me more early X'mas gifts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But HE also haven't come yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holidays are starting to get real depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I really need him to set date to move so I can start getting busy packing my stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;At the moment, that's about the only thing I'm looking forward to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then New Year's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then 7th Jan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7134439558040334804?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7134439558040334804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7134439558040334804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-so-fuckin-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1756041437307732848</id><published>2008-12-06T06:46:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-06T07:30:20.001+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;For the first time in I don't know how long, I FINALLY slept early last night. 11pm! Can you believe it? HAHA All the loss in sleep for the past month caught up with me yesterday. I was exhausted by 10.30pm and by 11pm I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer. Sure feels good sleeping early for once even though I woke up at 5am feeling wide awake! lol at least there's some progress made. By the end of next week I'd like to sleep at 1am and wake up at 11am like my normal self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I woke up at 5am, stayed in bed for a while cuddling my two furry babies and got up to get a bit of breakfast. I have decided to eat 6-8 small meals everyday as part of my losing-weight regime haha For the past half hour I've been snacking on tuna, onion and mayo dip with raw carrots, cucumber and celery. Got the dip recipe from mom yesterday and I tell you it's delicious! haha could eat it all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an item ending on ebay in about half hour so in the mean time, I'll do the tags Shan darling tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;FIRST TAG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;facts/stuff about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I have a temporary (hopefully!) obessesion with ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Because I'm so bored, everytime I go out shopping (usually alone coz no one else is around anymore), I MUST come home with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I truly am a bitch at heart. But I treat people the way they treat me. I definitely do not let anyone fuck around with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I am addicted to tuna, onion and mayo dip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I am literally kicking myself in the behind for booking my tickets home on the 7th Jan because everyone's gone back and I'm growing fungus alone in Adelaide. But then again, who would want to miss New Year's Eve at Cassia's place? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: My biggest pet peeve is people who MISSPELL or MISPRONOUNCE my name. It really, really gets to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I love Molly and Milo more than any guy in the world. Which is why I've taken to Charlotte's advice: Do not get married until I find a man that I love MORE than my puppies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I have an explosive temper. When I'm upset, I bottle everything up inside. But when I reach anger point, I explode to the extent that I can smash a hole in the wall, which I did a couple of days ago =S Thank god for Benni Boy who can repair it dirt cheap for me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SECOND TAG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Instructions : Remove 1 question from below and add in your personal question. make it a total 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list. list them out at the end of this post. notify them in their chatbox that he/she has been tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1. what do you want most for the time being??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: SHOES!!!! I can't wait to go back and sapu all the shoes at Vincci LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;2. what is your favourite thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Spending. Whether it's spending time or spending money on stuff that in my mother's eyes are unecessary LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;3. what is your 1 regret in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I have to agree with Shan who agrees with Roxanne LOL being with the fuckin ex boyf. I really do hope that one day karma will come back on him and bite him in the ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;4. who inspires you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Definitely my dad. The man I love most in my life and no one will ever replace that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;5. tell me something i dont know about your family background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Dad's Bidayuh, mom's Foochow, and I'm am only child Haha. enough info already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;6. do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Are you fuckin out of your mind?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;7. what are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Definitely my parents. Everything else can be replaced but no one can and will ever replace my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;8. what do you feel like doing right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Shop some more! Even though I've bought plenty in the last week, there are still heaps of stuff I need (more like WANT!) before I go back for the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;9. if you can get out of your current life circumstance, would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Not at all. I'm happy with where I am in life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;10. list out 3 good points of the person who tagges you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: OMG Shan is the bomb! We can go on and on and on and on about clothes, shoes, bags, makeup etc.&lt;br /&gt;:: Very artistically inclined...in a creative way. At least more than me anyway LOL!&lt;br /&gt;:: I say she's a bitch (in a good way of course!) in a sense that she also doesn't let people fuck around with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;11. what are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: At this moment, it's HONESTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;12. if you were given a choice, would you want to know what love is all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Men and love? I am in no hurry to find out. Love for family, personal beliefs and friends I believe is all about passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;13. what is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: To work for myself from home after 2 years of work experience in a corporate firm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;14. describe your life in one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Complex haha! My mother thinks I bring it upon myself LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;15. if you had a choice to be rich or happy, which one would you pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Can't one be greedy and ask for both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;16. if you have a chance, where would you like to further your study scholarships?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Adelaide is perfectly alright with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;17. who are the persons that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Oh there are a few. Won't name any names though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;18. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I would LOVE to be a stay-home mom going out with my girlies for lunches and goyang kaki everyday but I'll settle for being a stay-home mom and working from home for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;19. what is the one thing you love about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: I have no idea really. Don't get me wrong...I DO love myself but not in any one aspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;20. what your favorite cartoon characters?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Spongebob Squarepants!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;:: Jimmy Neutron, 11.55am Mon-Fri on Foxtel Nickelodeon hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realized that I forgot to take a question out and replace it with one of my own. Honestly, I really can't be fucked to think of a question LOL I'm better at answering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't tag anyone coz most people don't bother doing anymore LOL unless they're dead fucking bored like I am now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1756041437307732848?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1756041437307732848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1756041437307732848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/for-first-time-in-i-dont-know-how-long.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-9065790630174819762</id><published>2008-12-05T15:12:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-05T17:06:59.575+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm back!! With a post loaded with photos of my haul from my spending spree so far hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haven't been doing much past 2 weeks. Can't believe 2 weeks have gone by just like that though. I'm either ebaying, having coffees out or rotting my ass at home staring at the walls. I feel as if I'm starting to grow mushrooms in my head already haha not magic mushrooms either LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everyday for the past one week I've been getting something new. Whether it's in the mailbox or from the stores at WestLakes. I find some days waking up at 8am or not sleeping the whole night coz of insomnia, and the minute the postman knocks on my door, I rush to the door, pyjamas and all, to grab my loot. It's been like an early Christmas this week haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DchXo5I/AAAAAAAAApo/s2gXOUqAXp8/s1600-h/DSC00959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DchXo5I/AAAAAAAAApo/s2gXOUqAXp8/s320/DSC00959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276164934753297298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I usually spend about half an hour ooh-ing and aah-ing over my new stuff and then I'm back to the usual routine of trying to entertain myself and keeping myself sane until I go back for a holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, today I sure am one happy girl. I received TWO of my long awaited items in the mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After spending US25 and a bomb on express shipping from the US to Aus, I finally received my Coastal Scents 88 Ultra Shimmer Eyeshadow Palette! And it was only a week wait. Was choosing between the matte or glossy case, but decided that I like the glossy case better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DGWAQtI/AAAAAAAAApg/Br_DncrQGug/s1600-h/DSC00956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DGWAQtI/AAAAAAAAApg/Br_DncrQGug/s320/DSC00956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276164928800047826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now don't you think that looks hot? Rather than buying a collection of MAC pigments (which would add up to about AU2000 for 88 colours), I have 88 shimmery and very pigmented colours (from what I've heard) to play around with for a very affordable price of US25 excluding shipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also in my mail today, was my Pure Cosmetics Mineral Makeup Set. I've been searching all over the net, googling reviews for the best foundation/blusher/bronzer etc out there because my makeup needs throwing out soon. Then I stumbled upon mineral makeups. I've heard of it before but never really gave it any thought. Then I read reviews, and had a look at the range of mineral makeup available in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me tell you this, mineral makeup is everything I've been looking for in cosmetics. 100% chemical, preservative, and talc free. Can't get any better for your skin than this. So then I went hunting for mineral makeup brands. I've seen ads from SheerCover and NudebyNature on the telly, but when I had a look at their range of foundations, they only had a maximum of 4 or 5 shades! How the fuck am I supposed to find a shade closest to my skin with only 5 shades?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I went hunting high and low, all day and all night for the brand that has the most shades. Read some mineral makeup reviews, and found Pure Cosmetics and Australian made and owned brand. Affordable too. They have HEAPS of shades (about 25 shades actually) for their mineral foundations, blushers, bronzers, concealers, eyeshadow, mineral veil, and even organic lipgloss! About the same price as SheerCover and MAC as well (AU55 for a full sized 15g jar of foundation).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so, I ordered a set of mineral makeup. Not in full size though. But not sample sizes either. More like something I can try for a month or two and allow enough time to decide whether or not I'm happy with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is what came in the set...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DXOT3kI/AAAAAAAAApw/eg_axezwitg/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DXOT3kI/AAAAAAAAApw/eg_axezwitg/s320/DSC00960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276164933331181122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Clockwise from top: 9 free eyeshadows in sample vials, Kabuki brush, 5 piece makeup brush set with leather travel case, Organic lipgloss, Organic Setting Mist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Center: 2 jars of foundation, one bronzer, one blusher, one mineral veil, one concealer, and one full-sized eyeshadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The shades that I ordered are below. Photos should be clear enough for you to read the label under the jars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DpwmH_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/gpv8esTYOts/s1600-h/DSC00962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DpwmH_I/AAAAAAAAAqA/gpv8esTYOts/s320/DSC00962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276164938306822130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34KAZ0lI/AAAAAAAAAqI/wgUmchypV-s/s1600-h/DSC00961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34KAZ0lI/AAAAAAAAAqI/wgUmchypV-s/s320/DSC00961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276169138851140178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34AcwdfI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7RrKwyh7_h0/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34AcwdfI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/7RrKwyh7_h0/s320/DSC00963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276169136285709810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34XgCMaI/AAAAAAAAAqY/s9goGmt6noc/s1600-h/DSC00964.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34XgCMaI/AAAAAAAAAqY/s9goGmt6noc/s320/DSC00964.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276169142473470370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34d2_AtI/AAAAAAAAAqg/KXnljnjWchM/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34d2_AtI/AAAAAAAAAqg/KXnljnjWchM/s320/DSC00965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276169144180343506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34sdpC7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/RwYzt-QL0m8/s1600-h/DSC00966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi34sdpC7I/AAAAAAAAAqo/RwYzt-QL0m8/s320/DSC00966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276169148100578226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6L9Eq92I/AAAAAAAAAqw/xTwSrq5IUaw/s1600-h/DSC00967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6L9Eq92I/AAAAAAAAAqw/xTwSrq5IUaw/s320/DSC00967.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276171678000019298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6L2-z7ZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/L9f4LgzFE6w/s1600-h/DSC00968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6L2-z7ZI/AAAAAAAAAq4/L9f4LgzFE6w/s320/DSC00968.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276171676364828050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Kabuki mineral makeup brush&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6LwuZfOI/AAAAAAAAArA/RLoyDKKFNvk/s1600-h/DSC00969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6LwuZfOI/AAAAAAAAArA/RLoyDKKFNvk/s320/DSC00969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276171674685373666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;organic lipgloss in Gypsy Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6MJyM2eI/AAAAAAAAArI/GKz2su1qw9c/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6MJyM2eI/AAAAAAAAArI/GKz2su1qw9c/s320/DSC00970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276171681412209122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6MEadMgI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vvaV8L2XtWI/s1600-h/DSC00972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi6MEadMgI/AAAAAAAAArQ/vvaV8L2XtWI/s320/DSC00972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276171679970439682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AGG3NiI/AAAAAAAAArY/B5eWPljsdxo/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AGG3NiI/AAAAAAAAArY/B5eWPljsdxo/s320/DSC00973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276174772801582626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AK6mZpI/AAAAAAAAArg/vEwc9o2EKak/s1600-h/DSC00974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AK6mZpI/AAAAAAAAArg/vEwc9o2EKak/s320/DSC00974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276174774092326546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-W9H0McI/AAAAAAAAAso/7_BxHj0Ycqs/s1600-h/DSC00985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-W9H0McI/AAAAAAAAAso/7_BxHj0Ycqs/s320/DSC00985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276176265038279106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the 5 piece makeup brush set with travel case.&lt;br /&gt;i personally think it looks cute with white wooden handles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AQiSR4I/AAAAAAAAAro/DncSV5MUqRA/s1600-h/DSC00975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AQiSR4I/AAAAAAAAAro/DncSV5MUqRA/s320/DSC00975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276174775600957314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;came with an application instruction booklet too LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, enough raving about mineral makeup. More info to come after I've tried them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than makeup, I've also bought myself my first pair of falsies haha! I've heard heaps of good stuff about Ardells but decided on Revlon Lash Fantasy instead because of they're self-adhesive. Saves me the trouble of trying to put eyelash glue on it when puting falsies on for the first time is hard enough. Good thing about RLF is that they are also reusable. After the self-adhesive bit wears out, the falsie can be used with eyelash glue as long as it is cleaned properly after every use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AbnQ8KI/AAAAAAAAArw/XXHH9t6wXrQ/s1600-h/DSC00976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AbnQ8KI/AAAAAAAAArw/XXHH9t6wXrQ/s320/DSC00976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276174778574631074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A week ago, I was telling Donna my woes of finding a good lipstick. I've been using lipstick from The Body Shop for quite some time now but found that it never lasts for more than an hour. And because Donna's an Avon sales rep, she decided to give me a sample case of Avon lipstick for free!!!! She usually charges her clients for a whole case of samples. But lucky me got to try out 50 shades of lipstick for free!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AtAs7DI/AAAAAAAAAr4/GxWG_y1mR5A/s1600-h/DSC00977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi9AtAs7DI/AAAAAAAAAr4/GxWG_y1mR5A/s320/DSC00977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276174783244725298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;From matte to shimmery shades. Though the case and lipstick tube looks big in the photos, believe it or not, the lipstick itself is only as big as my pinky fingernail LOL! but....if I use lipstick every single day, one tube should last me about 5 days. Which means the whole case would last me 250 days of non-stop lipstick wearing LOL! which I assure you will not happen so the whole case should last me a year, which is about the time to throw out lipsticks anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MB0xHhI/AAAAAAAAAsA/mKlBMJmWVoc/s1600-h/DSC00979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MB0xHhI/AAAAAAAAAsA/mKlBMJmWVoc/s320/DSC00979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276176077322001938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MBRCiqI/AAAAAAAAAsI/e34JVe0FAMQ/s1600-h/DSC00980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MBRCiqI/AAAAAAAAAsI/e34JVe0FAMQ/s320/DSC00980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276176077172148898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also in my list of makeup haul is this Bobbi Brown Essentials mascara. I threw out my MAC Zoom Lash mascara last week because it's been about 4 months since I bought it and I never really was happy with it. Didn't seem to do anything for my lashes. I'm putting all hope on this Bobbi Brown mascara because from what I've read on various makeup forums, it does just about everything, lengthens, volumnizes, curls, nourishes etc. And the best thing is, I don't need to put primer on my lashes like most volumnizing mascaras nowadays have LOL Von did recommend YSL False Eyelash Effect mascara but it was a tad bit over my budget for a mascara (AU65/70 as opposed to AU50 for Bobbi Brown). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MSVYzUI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Gt8yXWsMTTc/s1600-h/DSC00982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MSVYzUI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/Gt8yXWsMTTc/s320/DSC00982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276176081753787714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next up is the best ever eyelash curler I've used in my life, the Panasonic heated eyelash wand. Instead of the conventional eyelash curler that clamps your eyelash, this eyelash wand works just like a mascara wand. And the best thing is that you will never ever accidentally yank out any of your eyelashes EVER AGAIN! hahahaha how awesome is that? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-Mn3qy6I/AAAAAAAAAsY/wVBTy4NCeL8/s1600-h/DSC00983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-Mn3qy6I/AAAAAAAAAsY/wVBTy4NCeL8/s320/DSC00983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276176087534717858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because this heated eyelash wand can also be used AFTER you put your mascara on, it comes with a brush to brush off the dried up mascara that builds up in between the gaps of the tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MvuKoRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/orYUEzGI3w8/s1600-h/DSC00984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 235px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi-MvuKoRI/AAAAAAAAAsg/orYUEzGI3w8/s320/DSC00984.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276176089642344722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this concludes my collective haul for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next target will be dresses for Chinese New Year AND a big makeup bag that can fit all my new toys LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come next week....as I'm expecting some more stuff in my mailbox....not telling what until then haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am one happy girl today =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7363822695597038173-9065790630174819762?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/9065790630174819762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/9065790630174819762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-with-post-loaded-with-photos-of.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/STi0DchXo5I/AAAAAAAAApo/s2gXOUqAXp8/s72-c/DSC00959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3124948989549881117</id><published>2008-12-05T11:30:00.001+10:30</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:32:36.898+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will definitely update tonight....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So expect a long one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3124948989549881117?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3124948989549881117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3124948989549881117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-definitely-update-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7031220960083503772</id><published>2008-11-22T02:48:00.006+10:30</published><updated>2008-11-22T03:29:33.504+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;i received my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;allowance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;for the month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;since I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;on holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;with nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;i have decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;SHOPPING SPREE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;in need of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. chinese new year clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. light coloured clutch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. mascara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. blusher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. bronzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. make-up brushes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. eyeshadow palette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. lipstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;a whole new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;of make-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;just coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;i feel like it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;have decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;read up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;make-up reviews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;and then head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to myers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to restock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;instead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;of going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;by brand like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;usually do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;i have a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;i will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;blow my entire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;allowance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;in 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;might have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;start pumping out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;coffee at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;Theo's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;cafe to earn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;a bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wont be ha&lt;/span&gt;ppening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;until wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;of next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;week though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;this weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;be spent spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;house inspection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;on tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;real estate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;agents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;i cant wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;to move!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSbjzGQqRKI/AAAAAAAAApU/GEvfbcPEQXM/s1600-h/candy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSbjzGQqRKI/AAAAAAAAApU/GEvfbcPEQXM/s320/candy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271150880877069474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;and also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;did i mention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gmail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;'s new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;themes look utterly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;delicious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;went to harris scarfe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;today to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt; coz i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;am so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;of spending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;a bomb each&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;on coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;from cibo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;was walking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;the electrical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;section and saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;that completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;pissed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;more on that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7031220960083503772?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2075745900981796125</id><published>2008-11-19T00:47:00.016+10:30</published><updated>2008-11-19T03:07:03.830+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know, i know...it's been ages haha not to say that a lot has been happening, but i always feel like i have a lot to accomplish during the day. now lets cut to the chase....brace yourself for 2 weeks' worth of updates....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Been taking the puppies to the park close to every day and meeting up with friends whom we met at the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTx0YMRVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/E9mmhtwFSsM/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTx0YMRVI/AAAAAAAAAjc/E9mmhtwFSsM/s320/DSC00821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270007366804063570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Mimi, the Lebanese toddler we see at the park everyday at 6pm sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTx3f9ZhI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pyXppA3a0UI/s1600-h/DSC00822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTx3f9ZhI/AAAAAAAAAjk/pyXppA3a0UI/s320/DSC00822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270007367641949714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTxOp7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAjU/jwuErnaOKH4/s1600-h/DSC00820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTxOp7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAjU/jwuErnaOKH4/s320/DSC00820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270007356677908242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUim5m01I/AAAAAAAAAj8/mZO4eZa5PlQ/s1600-h/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUim5m01I/AAAAAAAAAj8/mZO4eZa5PlQ/s320/DSC00825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008204999709522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUinROmCI/AAAAAAAAAkE/VziRqmHSuDI/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUinROmCI/AAAAAAAAAkE/VziRqmHSuDI/s320/DSC00826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008205098784802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheekie their beautiful Siberian Husky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTy6E8UYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/eWO6FURnXzs/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTy6E8UYI/AAAAAAAAAj0/eWO6FURnXzs/s320/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270007385513808258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTyauPq3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/JwnaCWZzx5Q/s1600-h/DSC00823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLTyauPq3I/AAAAAAAAAjs/JwnaCWZzx5Q/s320/DSC00823.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270007377097108338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, M&amp;amp;M love mucking around with Cheekie too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obama in the lead! Before I went to bed, I told myself, "If I wake up tomorrow morning and find out cowboy McCain has won, I'll be shittin on the steps of the US embassy in Canberra"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;....and thank god I didn't have to do that. Obama '08!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Exactly a year ago today I went through the heartache of a cheating ex-boyf, but on the same day I met someone I thought I wouldn't have been able to meet in this lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a beautiful dinner at Jolley's Boathouse Restaurant along the River Torrens. The boyf had it all planned as a surpise. He only told me to get dressed into something nice. Just as I was putting my shoes on in the bedroom, I looked out of the window and saw a Mercedes AMG in the driveway. No...the AMG wasn't a gift (I WISH!)...it was a hire car. But I sure did feel like a princess....having a chauffeur open the door for me, helping me get in the car, driving us to dinner, waiting for us through dinner, sending us home etc etc all for AUD200. I wish I had that kinda money to spend on chauffeurs everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Food at Jolley's was good. Something you'd expect for fine dining. But I must say the service was shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUi8MGi9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/fgiU6VDVhig/s1600-h/DSC00839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUi8MGi9I/AAAAAAAAAkM/fgiU6VDVhig/s320/DSC00839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008210714430418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the menu. can't say we had a lot to choose from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUjPxymXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/QKX-C4Uw-Gk/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUjPxymXI/AAAAAAAAAkU/QKX-C4Uw-Gk/s320/DSC00840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008215972780402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dinner would be so bland without a good glass of french champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUj9wARfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/rdNmkvMd_18/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLUj9wARfI/AAAAAAAAAkc/rdNmkvMd_18/s320/DSC00844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270008228313318898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZT8mP8VI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_LfWzDEg2No/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZT8mP8VI/AAAAAAAAAkk/_LfWzDEg2No/s320/DSC00846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270013450684199250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my entree...Jolley's 'Five Taste of the Sea'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZUNGCZFI/AAAAAAAAAks/mbkdl2poKDM/s1600-h/DSC00847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZUNGCZFI/AAAAAAAAAks/mbkdl2poKDM/s320/DSC00847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270013455112496210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;can't remember what his entree was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZU8wOXpI/AAAAAAAAAk0/BPO2AD1ecZM/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZU8wOXpI/AAAAAAAAAk0/BPO2AD1ecZM/s320/DSC00848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270013467905908370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was how good the entree was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZVJmQZhI/AAAAAAAAAlE/beyRem9AAhM/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZVJmQZhI/AAAAAAAAAlE/beyRem9AAhM/s320/DSC00851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270013471353759250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my huge MSA scotch fillet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZVO-oVFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/4O25g3ouZ48/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLZVO-oVFI/AAAAAAAAAk8/4O25g3ouZ48/s320/DSC00850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270013472798168146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;his lamb of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbOxwR8LI/AAAAAAAAAlM/t793AiYuPHk/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbOxwR8LI/AAAAAAAAAlM/t793AiYuPHk/s320/DSC00854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015560897392818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went outside for dessert because it was starting to get stuffy inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbPgfO6rI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8xZh8r7QUBs/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbPgfO6rI/AAAAAAAAAlc/8xZh8r7QUBs/s320/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015573442357938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the bridge on King William Rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbPUi7hLI/AAAAAAAAAlU/k5d7p-mNXaQ/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbPUi7hLI/AAAAAAAAAlU/k5d7p-mNXaQ/s320/DSC00863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015570236638386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;paddle boats and black swans just outside the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbQJmh90I/AAAAAAAAAls/3HvndNlqaCE/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbQJmh90I/AAAAAAAAAls/3HvndNlqaCE/s320/DSC00862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015584478820162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was pretty windy that night hence all the blossoms on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbPxAOPHI/AAAAAAAAAlk/VklUmci1sC0/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLbPxAOPHI/AAAAAAAAAlk/VklUmci1sC0/s320/DSC00860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270015577875692658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;passionfruit pavlova for dessert....VERY fluffy....yums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7th Nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yet another day stressing about dresses for the wedding. Only a week to go and I haven't bought a single dress yet. So.....that night I took the risk and bought a dress without trying it on off ebay. A gorgeous Ladakh red and white off-shoulder dress for only AUD35.50 including postage. I was lucky this time coz it fit me PERFECTLY (photo in a few paragraphs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLeAr7bbgI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ImC2mrp7W3Q/s1600-h/theten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLeAr7bbgI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ImC2mrp7W3Q/s320/theten.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270018617350254082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Also watched the most ridiculous movie of all time....'The Ten'. It's got something to do the ten commandments in the bible, but you've got to be insane to want to watch this movie. It actually had actors like Jessica Alba in it. Surely the directors could have thought up something better than this. I give this movie not a single star out of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;8th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY booked my tickets going back to Malaysia and coming back to Adelaide. Will be in Miri on 8th Jan and leaving on Valentine's. With all the bullshit going on with Qantas planes the past month, I'll be sure to call them tomorrow and have them reassure me that I won't crash and die on the plane back to Adelaide in Feb. Either that or I'll be getting a full refund and hopping on another airline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLfU4Vur0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/8cUoE5hpb3M/s1600-h/mrwoodcockposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLfU4Vur0I/AAAAAAAAAmk/8cUoE5hpb3M/s320/mrwoodcockposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270020063790804802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Watched Mr. Woodcock on Foxtel box office. This time the movie wasn't as lousy. It was actually pretty funny. Worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very, very lazy Sunday for me. Slept at around 3am and got up just after 2pm. Very cosy morning with a few showers and sunny in the afternoon. Did about 5 loads of washing LOL i had actually run out of towels to use because I haven't done my laundry for that long (i have about 10 towels sitting in the linen closet usually).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been craving chocolate for weeks but had to stop myself. Didn't wanna look fat and puffy in my dress for the wedding dinner. But I finally caved in and walked to the BP servos down the road at 11pm to get a bar of fruit and nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing mom's home-cooked chinese meals. Dinner in Adelaide usually consists of char-grilled chicken/steak and steamed vegetables. Gets boring after a while but I'm always too lazy to do up anything fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th Nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep ALL night. Finally fell asleep at around 7am. Woke up at 1.30pm. I blame the stress of hunting for a dress for a wedding reception. Imagine if it were to be my own wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally decided to head straight to LiveClothing and come out with a dress. At the moment Live is my fav place to look for clothes. You can find anything from casual day dresses to formal dresses to wear to the races. They also have all the aussie brands you can think of: Ladakh, Seduce, Anise, Burning Passion, Blessed are the Meek, Killababe, Wish, Mooks, Plume, Piper Lane, Blue Juice, Very Very etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on a total of probably 20 dresses and ended up getting the first dress I picked. The salesgirl must've been pissed off running to and from the changing room passing me dresses in a different size or colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLi5kx_seI/AAAAAAAAAm0/JlZ-ynX_uk0/s1600-h/20081112_161905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLi5kx_seI/AAAAAAAAAm0/JlZ-ynX_uk0/s320/20081112_161905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270023992730694114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the dress that took me two long week to find.&lt;br /&gt;Ladakh 'Blow Me Away' strapless dress in champagne gold and silver.&lt;br /&gt;AUD109...half of what my initial budget was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLi5D9dOWI/AAAAAAAAAms/oSoJN5OmRSo/s1600-h/20081112_161636.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLi5D9dOWI/AAAAAAAAAms/oSoJN5OmRSo/s320/20081112_161636.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270023983920396642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLjX9N38KI/AAAAAAAAAnU/WL9Ouz75gV0/s1600-h/20081112_164138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLjX9N38KI/AAAAAAAAAnU/WL9Ouz75gV0/s320/20081112_164138.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270024514686152866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;quite like this dress. nice shade of blue and a deep plunge v-neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLjlFXtCqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/sLKEbYlGHfI/s1600-h/20081112_163943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLjlFXtCqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/sLKEbYlGHfI/s320/20081112_163943.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270024740213164706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;had I bought this dress, I would have worn something&lt;br /&gt;like what the bridesmaids wore but in red instead of black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also went to Ferrari formalwear to buy a new suit for the boyf. Just as we were leaving, we saw about 10 cop cars and 3 ambulances pull up in front of Hugo Boss. A guy was handcuffed and thrown into the paddy wagon, 2 guys wheeled into the ambo, area taped off. Looked just like a crime scene you usually see in movies. Apparently 2 groups of Sudanese teenagers got into a brawl in City Cross. Carried on their fight in a newsagency in a lane just off Grenfell. A few stabs and a 14 year old died. What a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went hunting for a purple cluth to go with my champagne coloured dress. Was planning to match the dress with a pair of silver shoes with purple heels hence the idea of a purple clutch. Thought I would over-do the silver if I bought a siver clutch. Didn't intend to spend a bomb though. Already have black, silver and red. Hardly use them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Nov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected the suit that was altered for the boyf. Both the home spray tanning kit and the Ladakh off-shoulder dress I bought on ebay arrived on the same day! For the moment I was the happiest person on earth haha heard the postman knocking on the door at around 9am. Was actually still sleeping but I leapt out of bed and ran to open the door LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLmj7B0OsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lx1Jn3u72vA/s1600-h/DSC00944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLmj7B0OsI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lx1Jn3u72vA/s320/DSC00944.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270028018792020674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the best thing I've bought this year so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLmkNtKHHI/AAAAAAAAAns/TLaKczOjGGY/s1600-h/DSC00945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLmkNtKHHI/AAAAAAAAAns/TLaKczOjGGY/s320/DSC00945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270028023805647986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;everything needed for an even summer glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLmkZYZO-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/KiihSMRizhc/s1600-h/DSC00947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLmkZYZO-I/AAAAAAAAAn0/KiihSMRizhc/s320/DSC00947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270028026939784162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;looks like something out of Jimmy Neutron LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of Cassia and Paul's wedding. The most anticipated day this month. A day to gather with good friends and get smashed. The ceremony was held in a Greek Orthodox church on Franklin St (Paul is Greek-Australian). Cassia looked stunning in her dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc6bGSiRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/1GxZoMpEpCU/s1600-h/DSC00879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc6bGSiRI/AAAAAAAAAl0/1GxZoMpEpCU/s320/DSC00879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270017410241562898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the bridesmaids Nicolette (Paul's sister)&lt;br /&gt;and her son baby Theo the page boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc6gCv6UI/AAAAAAAAAl8/NGimpjQUCuo/s1600-h/DSC00880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc6gCv6UI/AAAAAAAAAl8/NGimpjQUCuo/s320/DSC00880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270017411568888130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the maid of honour, Libby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc6jwnHSI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZeAnwDY7kC0/s1600-h/DSC00881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc6jwnHSI/AAAAAAAAAmE/ZeAnwDY7kC0/s320/DSC00881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270017412566555938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cassia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc65COftI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xKKccd_ibFQ/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc65COftI/AAAAAAAAAmM/xKKccd_ibFQ/s320/DSC00883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270017418277584594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Groomsmen (L-R): George, Jason, Theo &amp;amp; Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc7FluCpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/5kp8s_qfJG0/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLc7FluCpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/5kp8s_qfJG0/s320/DSC00890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270017421647678098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLodpOZABI/AAAAAAAAAn8/PQa6Yh4-AtU/s1600-h/DSC00891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLodpOZABI/AAAAAAAAAn8/PQa6Yh4-AtU/s320/DSC00891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030109956964370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of George's classic cars they used for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the ceremony, we went straight to the Stamford Grand at Glenelg to chill out before the dinner. They had 3 penthouses booked for the night. But I decided to spend AUD46 on cab fares to go home to the comfort of my own bed instead. Dinner was to start at 6pm. But girls being girls, took ages to get ready. What do you expect with only 3 bathrooms and close to 15 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLpkcazxOI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z7wQHi6bX5U/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLpkcazxOI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z7wQHi6bX5U/s320/DSC00922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270031326290101474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLoePX2v9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/c4ARQj3YLfI/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLoePX2v9I/AAAAAAAAAoE/c4ARQj3YLfI/s320/DSC00894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030120197210066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Ladakh dress from ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLoevfMP1I/AAAAAAAAAoM/zXYFCQbEbdQ/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLoevfMP1I/AAAAAAAAAoM/zXYFCQbEbdQ/s320/DSC00897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030128817913682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Ladakh dress from Live.&lt;br /&gt;don't you just love my tan?&lt;br /&gt;thank god I'm naturally tan so it didn't look as if I had a fake tan on.&lt;br /&gt;just a little more bronze/shimmery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLoe4jJjuI/AAAAAAAAAoU/f9RhHuDsUo4/s1600-h/DSC00901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLoe4jJjuI/AAAAAAAAAoU/f9RhHuDsUo4/s320/DSC00901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030131250433762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;funny how they spelt my name right on the invite&lt;br /&gt;but wrong on the table place things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLofFZP2-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/xhmTwfLuRhc/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLofFZP2-I/AAAAAAAAAoc/xhmTwfLuRhc/s320/DSC00902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270030134698564578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our take-home gift from the newlyweds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLpjiw06SI/AAAAAAAAAok/XjL-Oh8MyTI/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLpjiw06SI/AAAAAAAAAok/XjL-Oh8MyTI/s320/DSC00921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270031310813194530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorbet in the shape of a watermelon for dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a few hours into the night, everyone had a little too much to drink. myself included. over a span of 5 hours, I had an average of 2 to 3 champagne glasses an hour, which adds up to a total of 10 to 15 glasses. and boy was I wasted. on the way home, I sat in the back seat, which totally made me sick. threw up once on Anzac Highway and twice on North Terrace. Don't think I'll go into the details, but i moved to the front seat and I was fine the rest of the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLplOZ0yWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ejsn99aYyxk/s1600-h/DSC00937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLplOZ0yWI/AAAAAAAAAo0/ejsn99aYyxk/s320/DSC00937.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270031339707746658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is what the boys did. some sort of Greek dance.&lt;br /&gt;that's George with the shirt unbuttoned.&lt;br /&gt;he was a goner by 11pm the security had to haul him upstairs to bed LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLpl9RvqLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tiLsXTlBsmY/s1600-h/DSC00940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLpl9RvqLI/AAAAAAAAAo8/tiLsXTlBsmY/s320/DSC00940.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270031352290322610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they had a Johnnie Walker in the middle of their circle&lt;br /&gt;for some reason (not visible in the photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, it was an awesome night. Actually have lots more photos but just can't be fucked to upload them all. I can't fucking wait for New Year's!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Sunday was spent recovering from a massive hangover from the night before LOL oh what fun it is to get smashed and sleep the day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19th Nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been craving waffles for a few days now. I found the BEST waffle recipe from somewhere online (i can't remember where) but I had it written down and since i had all the ingredient needed I decided to have it as a rare treat for dessert tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLt1PY31DI/AAAAAAAAApM/kRF0ZBOxPjk/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SSLt1PY31DI/AAAAAAAAApM/kRF0ZBOxPjk/s320/DSC00943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270036012896605234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ingredients are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 cups of self-raising flour&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cups of castor sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 cup of milk&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup of water&lt;br /&gt;1 egg&lt;br /&gt;a pinch of salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actually steps to this recipe but I couldn't be bothered with it so I threw everything into an aluminium bowl, whisked it, and poured it into a waffle maker. Worked fine for me. Makes around 10 waffles. Self-raising flour does make a difference. Earlier on this year I used plain flour instead and the waffles turned out horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;*NOTE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;From now on I vow to update daily instead of fornightly.&lt;br /&gt;This post took me 3 fucking hours to do up.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/7363822695597038173-2075745900981796125?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2075745900981796125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;handed my last assignment in on Friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am officially done with uni for the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bring on the champagne!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bring on the celebrations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hopefully i don't need to resubmit anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but thank god i don't have exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'd rather slave away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on assignments &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for a couple of weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with a little help from lecturers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;than cram last minute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now that the holidays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;are here....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have lots to look forward to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;brand new car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cassia's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sharee's engagement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;moving out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;going home for chinese new year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just to name a few.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dear friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;forgive me for my absence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the week to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as i will be livin it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;going to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the wee hours of the morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and getting up at lunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bumming around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;slacking to the max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;while all you people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;slave away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for exams in 2 weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LAUGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will get my ass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;back to blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;as soon as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;everything i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for Cassia's wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on the 15th Nov.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the only reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;be heaps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of competition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with good-looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rich bitches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with drug dealer boyfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;who have all the money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to buy the perfect dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and so,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i shall not rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;until &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i find that perfect dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the church service &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and evening reception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at Glenelg's Stamford Hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;along with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the perfect tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(i'm leaning toward a home tanning kit&lt;br /&gt;seeing as no one wants to head to the beach with me&lt;br /&gt;plus the fucking lousy weather this week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the perfect clutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the perfect shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and the perfect makeup bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;filled with MAC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel so spoiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is what we girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;live for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the perfect boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is willing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PERFECT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2854619719300410006?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2854619719300410006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2854619719300410006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/11/handed-my-last-assignment-in-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-6837646216829986806</id><published>2008-10-24T22:47:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:09:04.738+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a thought come into my mind a minute ago: Do blind people have coloured dreams?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I was much younger, I had a dream where I can fly just by ingesting chinese red dates (I know right?!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Few days ago, I had a dream where I was sashaying down the catwalk with a supa fab dress in front of Tyra and Jay Manuel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must be too much tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-6837646216829986806?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6837646216829986806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6837646216829986806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-thought-come-into-my-head-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3167245328985655447</id><published>2008-10-23T12:45:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:55:32.329+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love looking at the clear aussie sky in spring; I feel as if it's asking me what I want to do with my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 236px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260167993094470002" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SP_e649GeXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Q_SlEc7pasY/s320/cloudless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260167740507011346" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SP_esL_juRI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ZIOQqBvDs1I/s320/f_sky2m_a12d566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Staring at the sky during sundown feels good too.&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/7363822695597038173-3167245328985655447?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3167245328985655447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3167245328985655447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-looking-at-clear-aussie-sky-in.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SP_e649GeXI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Q_SlEc7pasY/s72-c/cloudless.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-5808557326164815490</id><published>2008-10-23T12:18:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:32:38.232+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hot new song now playing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MGMT (previously known as The Management) - Electric Feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Been hearing this track on Nova 919 for the past month but never knew what it was called until I downloaded MOS Chillout Session XI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a wicked track I tell you. Another one of those good tracks to listen to while driving during peak hours LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why YouTube won't let me embed the official video clip of the track but it can be viewed &lt;a href="http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=UtUI5MC9tVM"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&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/7363822695597038173-5808557326164815490?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5808557326164815490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5808557326164815490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/hot-new-song-now-playing-mgmt.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-5836228743929156680</id><published>2008-10-22T11:03:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:25:24.087+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't believe i'm actually downloading Britney Spears' Blockout album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she actually makes ok music for a bitch LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finding it kinda therapeutic...&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when i'm doing housework alone at home, i put a few of her songs on really loud haha!&lt;br /&gt;sshhh....don't tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's also very stress relieving when i'm driving during peak hours....&lt;br /&gt;eliminates road rage&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't care about Britney,&lt;br /&gt;or who it is,&lt;br /&gt;as long as the album's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's start the day off with Britney's latest single...&lt;br /&gt;not that Womanizer has anything to do with my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cFPoSVd7khI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cFPoSVd7khI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&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/7363822695597038173-5836228743929156680?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5836228743929156680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5836228743929156680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-believe-im-actually-downloading.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3247221617330683784</id><published>2008-10-20T08:48:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-20T09:45:50.331+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm lying in bed thinking real hard about what i did on friday. but i don't seem to remember anything.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;let's start the weekend with saturday instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sent the boyf to work at 9am and went straight to my aunt's house with m&amp;amp;m. watched m&amp;amp;m play with bubbles. aunt was making some malaysian kuih that's round and white with coconut dusting on the outside. i have no idea what it's called, but it was good. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 12pm, went with aunt to pick up my cousin from work at a pharmacy nearby. then rushed to cheap as chips at Arkaba to buy pee pee pads which i forgot to bring that morning. rushed back to my aunt's house to lay out two pee pee pads for m&amp;amp;m on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the reason why we had to rush was because my aunt had someone looking at the apartment unit on south terrace at 1pm. we waited 15 minutes and no one came. we were about to leave when a family of three dropped by for the inspection. my aunt has been having trouble renting out that unit for 3 months now. sad to say that i'm not surprised because that unit looks so shit. it's a pity the landlord doesn't want to spend any more money to refurbish the whole place. i wouldn't live there even if i was paid to. that unit is fully creepy. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left south terrace and went for lunch at noodleDumpling on gouger street. after that and bubble tea, i was so fucking bloated. by the time we left chinatown, it was about 3pm. not much time left to shop at harbour town but we went anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was hoping to buy more gym outfits but only bought a pair of gym pants and a pair of yoga pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8JV3Ap4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5YDeOr0rM-g/s1600-h/DSC00767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8JV3Ap4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5YDeOr0rM-g/s320/DSC00767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259003858557904770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also bought 3 very comfortable girl boxer shorts which i now wear to bed every night with a thin shirt as pjs because it's starting to get real warm at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8JT-nFUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/BsJ2NVYkGD4/s1600-h/DSC00769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8JT-nFUI/AAAAAAAAAf0/BsJ2NVYkGD4/s320/DSC00769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259003858052912450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after harbour town my aunt had a few other people call up wanting to look at the unit on south terrace again and the apartments at chinatown. went to south terrace AGAIN. spent another half hour there fucking around in the car. went to the apartments at chinatown. wasted about an hour there because the maintainence guy also came to fix some stuff. by the time we got back to my aunt's place it was already 8pm. i was so exhausted. went home with the puppies and chilled out in bed watching tv for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sunday morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forced myself to wake up for church. didn't hear my alarm go off so i only woke up 5 minutes to 9 (church starts at 9.30 but we're never on time anyway). managed to get ready in 10 minutes and i was out the door by 5 past. church was so-so as usual. didn't stay long for refreshments after the service. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the unit at south terrace again to check if the smoke alarm is working. turns out it wasn't battery operated. also found 2 wasps in the unit which was fucking scary. i took my bag on the kitchen counter and i was out of there. there's no chance that i'll be sticking around there waiting to get stung. there was also heaps of wasps hanging around the entrance of the ground floor which wasn't funny coz that's the only place we can get out. as soon as i saw that the wasps were flying somewhere else i pushed the door open and ran as fast as my legs could take me back to the car. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch at the SAME place on gouger street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went back to aunt's house. tried to see if my PSPs can play fake games. wasn't suprised that it couldn't because i bought the psp in adelaide and probably wasn't modified to play fake games. so i swapped PSPs with my aunt. she's taking my PSP to HK to have it modified this week. and i took her white PSP home to play her fake games. there are actually heaps of games on her memory stick but i've only been addicted to one...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loco Roco!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfGrX0zzVp0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QfGrX0zzVp0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i tell you, this is the most adorable game i've ever played. i was so fascinated by the blob eating fruits/berries to grow bigger (a maximum of 20 blobs) and sometimes splitting into smaller singing blobs. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i think the game has 5 worlds to clear consisting of 8 levels each. i'm now in the middle of the 3rd world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8I-hMQoI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PR2ypg0sPh8/s1600-h/DSC00762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8I-hMQoI/AAAAAAAAAfk/PR2ypg0sPh8/s320/DSC00762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259003852292375170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8J6keGqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Id9YQ4Ol5XY/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8J6keGqI/AAAAAAAAAf8/Id9YQ4Ol5XY/s320/DSC00772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259003868412254882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm guessing that i'll be finishing the game this afternoon haha &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3247221617330683784?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3247221617330683784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3247221617330683784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-lying-in-bed-thinking-real-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPu8JV3Ap4I/AAAAAAAAAfs/5YDeOr0rM-g/s72-c/DSC00767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3155383004807768585</id><published>2008-10-19T21:51:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-19T21:54:24.681+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this weekend has been a pretty busy one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and a very tiring one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;still exhausted from spending the whole day with aunt yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and today i'm addicted to Loco Roco on PSP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;updates tomorrow morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3155383004807768585?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3155383004807768585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3155383004807768585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-weekend-has-been-pretty-busy-one.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4871049891175142373</id><published>2008-10-18T21:34:00.000+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:35:13.739+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;one word....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;EXHAUSTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4871049891175142373?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4871049891175142373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4871049891175142373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-word.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7263900684305527777</id><published>2008-10-17T09:55:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:14:17.445+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just realized that it's been almost a week since my last update. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nothing much going on this side of town. Uni 2 days a week, the rest of the week slacking at home on the net. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did go to the Victoria Racehorse Grounds with M&amp;amp;M, Charlotte &amp;amp; Chewie yesterday though for puppy play-time. No photos coz didn't bring camera as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Been bringing M&amp;amp;M to the park just around the corner from my house every evening as well. They're always so excited when I take out their harnesses and their leash from the kitchen cupboard. They've made friends with a Siberian Husky that goes for walks at the park around the same time. And Milo absolutely adores the little baby girl that goes to the park for walks with her mom. When Milo stands on his hind legs, they're about the same height haha which I find too cute. And the baby girl doesn't mind him licking her face either LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Both M&amp;amp;M need a good bath. Milo needs a little trim as well, especially around his ass (occasionally when he poops, his poo sticks to the fur around his ass LOL disgusting I know), eyes (causing red tears) and paws. Each time they go to the park they come home with a billion things stuck in their fur. So I called DogFX on Prospect Rd yesterday to book an appointment, but guess what, the EARLIEST possible appointment is Wednesday 29th Oct. just under TWO WEEKS from now *sigh* I was told that DogFX is well-known but I didn't know it was THIS popular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Will be going to Rundle tonight. Not sure what for though. The boyf says he has a surprise for me. I usually manage to make him spill the beans but this time I was not successful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tomorrow I'll be going over to aunt's place again with M&amp;amp;M. She'll be going to HK for 10 days on Monday so next weekend M&amp;amp;M won't get to play with Bubbles. Will also be going to Harbour Town with aunt tomorrow arvo. Yes, you may be thinking 'Harbour Town AGAIN???'. But this time I'm back for gym outfits (and more cute undies). I'm only planning to go to Lorna Jane and CottonOnBody. Avoiding the rest of the shops coz I think I've bought enough summer tops/shorts already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A good 28 degrees out today. And 33 degrees tomorrow. Wish I had a tanning buddy to head to the beach with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Might just have to put an ad in the papers soon (joke!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7263900684305527777?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7263900684305527777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7263900684305527777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-just-realized-that-its-been-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8895402991387479043</id><published>2008-10-11T22:29:00.005+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:08:47.534+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7tleFb6TlI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K7tleFb6TlI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really looking forward to the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:deeppink;"   &gt;Beverly Hills Chihuahua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;despite the tacky eye-roll-worthy title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what I gather the movie is about a spoiled californian chihuahua who gets separated somehow from her owner while in mexico and runs into her rougher, wilder counterparts. the preview for this movie is just too cute. it probably won’t live up to my expectations, but that doesn’t dampen my excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZEDrb6yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4QyxPzu5ipg/s1600-h/DSC00747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZEDrb6yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4QyxPzu5ipg/s320/DSC00747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255869060127386402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of blowing another hundred bucks at rundle last night, i came home with only a movie. since iron man was released on blu-ray yesterday i figured i might as well just get it since it was a pretty good movie. i've only watched it once prior to getting the movie last night but second time round was just as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZDrxTzlI/AAAAAAAAAes/ySUPxjyBsBQ/s1600-h/DSC00742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZDrxTzlI/AAAAAAAAAes/ySUPxjyBsBQ/s320/DSC00742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255869053709569618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blu-ray disc came with a tin as well haha not that that's very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to aunt's place this morning for puppy play-time. molly and milo sure had heaps of fun. every saturday that we go round to my aunt's place, the puppies are spoiled with lots of treats. probably explains why they're both overweight. we weighed each of the dogs and found that all but billy-boy is overweight. molly-6.8kg, milo-5.7kg, bubbles-8.7kg, billyboy-4.2kg (normal weight for maltese=max 5kg, bichon=max 6kg). will definitely be taking them for walks twice a day now (i could do without the extra flab too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZLgp0G4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/h9GUB2n9kyk/s1600-h/DSC00753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZLgp0G4I/AAAAAAAAAfU/h9GUB2n9kyk/s320/DSC00753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255869188164295554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;molly (funny i caught her on camera licking her lips)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZEFGRUpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4UZaJSYKFNM/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZEFGRUpI/AAAAAAAAAe8/4UZaJSYKFNM/s320/DSC00750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255869060508373650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;milo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZEY5Qw3I/AAAAAAAAAfE/rMgpOEK-DkE/s1600-h/DSC00751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZEY5Qw3I/AAAAAAAAAfE/rMgpOEK-DkE/s320/DSC00751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255869065822520178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bubbles the overweight bichon =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZETj5RNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wtdGDpJ5gTY/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZETj5RNI/AAAAAAAAAfM/wtdGDpJ5gTY/s320/DSC00752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255869064390722770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;billy-boy squinting his eyes coz it was a bright sunny day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;milo was a happy puppy all morning following billy-boy everywhere trying to instigate a play-fight but because billy's so old (coming to 15 yrs), he didn't entertain milo. too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it's sunday tomorrow. the week flies by just like tht. will be going to church with aunt/uncle/cousin and the usual lunch after. must must must remember to bring my psp to have it charged at aunt's house. i feel that it's about time i start playing it again after i found it in my drawer. to think that i have TWO along with a couple of games collecting dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also in desperate need for a full body massage. my body feels so out of line. looking forward to an appointment at Chi Massage tomorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8895402991387479043?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8895402991387479043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8895402991387479043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-really-looking-forward-to-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SPCZEDrb6yI/AAAAAAAAAe0/4QyxPzu5ipg/s72-c/DSC00747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3700802903007366687</id><published>2008-10-10T15:35:00.004+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:56:35.475+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;came home from harbour town with a look of pure satisfaction on my face and lots of shopping bags haha nothing fancy, just lots of summer tops and shorts. and cute undies i couldnt resist buying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 undies from JustJeans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mj3MKq3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ljipIOcd8UU/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mj3MKq3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ljipIOcd8UU/s320/DSC00735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391318972738418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 tops from JeansWest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mj1FIqFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/F7N_UbfvuU8/s1600-h/DSC00737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mj1FIqFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/F7N_UbfvuU8/s320/DSC00737.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391318406375506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3 pairs of shorts and a top from CottonOn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mkJcFOlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/CYaF5T3m9Ug/s1600-h/DSC00738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mkJcFOlI/AAAAAAAAAeE/CYaF5T3m9Ug/s320/DSC00738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391323871328850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mkSEJ22I/AAAAAAAAAeM/8o2u563xZAE/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mkSEJ22I/AAAAAAAAAeM/8o2u563xZAE/s320/DSC00740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391326186888034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and a top from JayJays:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mkdUFZVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YA66ngeNcdw/s1600-h/DSC00741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mkdUFZVI/AAAAAAAAAeU/YA66ngeNcdw/s320/DSC00741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255391329206494546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;plus 2 shirts, 3 boxers and 2 packs of socks for the boyf + a top and a serving plate for mom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all for under AUD100!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how can i not love harbour town???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;also saw coloured skinny legs at Levi's for AUD10 (yes! TEN dollars!!) but too bad they're all too big for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will be going again soon with the boyf to buy me more undies. on my way out of harbour town i saw heaps more undies at CottonOnBody for half price! i thought i'd spent enough for the day so i didn't get anymore. but now i regret big time. so i'm going back just for undies haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have yet to find a bikini (preferrably black) that looks good. my old one's getting...old haha might try jR's and the Surf &amp;amp; Ski shop this weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3700802903007366687?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3700802903007366687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3700802903007366687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/came-home-from-harbour-town-with-pure.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SO7mj3MKq3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/ljipIOcd8UU/s72-c/DSC00735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-879764353912580534</id><published>2008-10-09T23:30:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:39:38.568+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;another round of shopping tomorrow at harbour town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;how awesome is that?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;will be going with Kris and her mom, and maybe KIm and her mom as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;supposed to be bringing their mom's there to shop coz they've only been going to Rundle past one week they were here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm only using that as an excuse to shop myself haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;coz i know with that excuse, mom won't stop me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;this time i'll be targeting more summer shorts, a bikini, undies,  and a summer and an evening dress to wear to Casia's wedding next month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;time to blow my allowance again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;not to worry though, will be getting my allowance again in 2 weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheap clothes....here i come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-879764353912580534?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/879764353912580534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/879764353912580534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-round-of-shopping-tomorrow-at.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2382999359384063878</id><published>2008-10-08T16:05:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:05:16.102+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Armed with only this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpcwwT0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/t2MwWkn54hA/s1600-h/DSC00709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpcwwT0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/t2MwWkn54hA/s320/DSC00709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254655841678675778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...i went on a killing rampage....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpFqsRsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/4Ur2YF9vK_8/s1600-h/DSC00708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpFqsRsI/AAAAAAAAAdU/4Ur2YF9vK_8/s320/DSC00708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254655835479230146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...to hunt this fat motherfucker and zap it to death, screaming "DIE MOTHERFUCKER, DIE!!!" at the top of my lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Initially i saw it flying around in the bedroom, then he flew into the bathroom. i immediately got up and shut the bathroom, making it trapped. took me ages to zap it coz for a fat motherfucker, it can fly pretty fast. also took a few zaps to completely kill it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that spring's here, it's lucky that my mom gave me that bug zapper racket thing so i can show all bugs who's boss and teach them not to fuck with me. Especially big fat australian flies.&lt;/span&gt; i have this theory that aussie flies are better fed than malaysian flies haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Speaking of 'fuck', i found this too cute...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pj2Nutu5v8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_pj2Nutu5v8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can now officially declare that M&amp;amp;M are toilet-trained/house-broken whatever you wanna call it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Usually, I lay out two pee pee pads on the floor for M&amp;amp;M to pee on when i'm not home. But they either hold their bladder or pee somewhere other than the pee pee pad which ends up in me having to mop the floor again (thank god for a steam mop!). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, last night i layed out two pee pee pads on the spot that they usually pee on, and when i woke up this morning, lo and behold! a puddle of pee on EACH pee pee pad! they must have woken up in the middle of the night and went into the lounge area to pee and finally realized that pee pee pads are the right place to pee when no one was awake to open the sliding door to the garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpRk3lPI/AAAAAAAAAdk/fSQl5b2KqNs/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpRk3lPI/AAAAAAAAAdk/fSQl5b2KqNs/s320/DSC00710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254655838676030706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpZ7jX8I/AAAAAAAAAds/graOq4dXkGM/s1600-h/DSC00711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpZ7jX8I/AAAAAAAAAds/graOq4dXkGM/s320/DSC00711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254655840918659010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So proud of my babies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another cute clip.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBKfc8wArcs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OBKfc8wArcs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Milo, after his bath last week, having a blast chasing his tail. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ignore the background noise. I had Foxtel on then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2382999359384063878?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2382999359384063878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2382999359384063878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/armed-with-only-this.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOxJpcwwT0I/AAAAAAAAAdc/t2MwWkn54hA/s72-c/DSC00709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3453915600519025291</id><published>2008-10-06T19:44:00.003+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:05:28.501+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;just came home from a walk at the park and around the neighbourhood with M&amp;amp;M. bought matching harnesses for them which i find too cute so i decided to test them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i used to walk M&amp;amp;M on a collar and a leash. but i found that too strenuous on their neck because they tend to get too excited and pull on the leash, hence making themselves choke (sometimes i wonder if i'm walking them or it's them walking me). so, i went searching high and low at pet supply stores for a cute looking harness. saw a few good ones...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZA2XOZxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/9JgVYKRVOu0/s1600-h/puppia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZA2XOZxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/9JgVYKRVOu0/s320/puppia3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253969048920549138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZAte2z8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/as2t9AWfKZU/s1600-h/puppia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZAte2z8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/as2t9AWfKZU/s320/puppia2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253969046536638402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZAqBuTkI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Uaf5_fcrtms/s1600-h/puppia1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZAqBuTkI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Uaf5_fcrtms/s320/puppia1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253969045609139778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;all by Puppia a doggy designer brand but far too pricy for my liking (AUSD40 each, something i'm not willing to pay for a simple harness). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went searching on ebay instead and found the cutest (in my opinion) harnesses ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZAyZXFlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/fOsp0n6MVDE/s1600-h/DSC00695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZAyZXFlI/AAAAAAAAAdE/fOsp0n6MVDE/s320/DSC00695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253969047855765074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZA_QoV9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/trbOyJkOygc/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZA_QoV9I/AAAAAAAAAdM/trbOyJkOygc/s320/DSC00698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253969051308808146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;only AUSD23 (half the price of Puppia) and includes a matching leash! so altogether i spent just under AUSD60 for two harnesses and two leashes. of course it's not designer but who cares, made in Japan in good enough for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the harnesses and leashes also have a fruit dangling on it; Molly's has a cherry, and Milo's has a banana haha but as you can see from the photo, Milo has only half a banana on his harness thanks to all the play-fighting and rolling around on the grass the puppies get up to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i must say this is the best find ever on ebay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***no photos of M&amp;amp;M at the park coz forgot to bring the camera along this time round; let's hope i remember tomorrow*** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3453915600519025291?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3453915600519025291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3453915600519025291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-came-home-from-walk-at-park-and.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOnZA2XOZxI/AAAAAAAAAc8/9JgVYKRVOu0/s72-c/puppia3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3635611671060510071</id><published>2008-10-06T13:02:00.002+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-06T13:08:49.863+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;To all you hardworking South Aussies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY LABOUR DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doesn't include me though. I don't work plus every day is like a holiday for me (minus Tues and Thursdays which are days I labour over uni work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had planned to go ice skating at 12pm but surprise surprise, I woke up at half past. And because it takes me ages to fully wake up and get ready, i cancelled (the rink closes at 4 on public holidays).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, maybe next time. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3635611671060510071?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3635611671060510071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3635611671060510071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-all-you-hardworking-south-aussies.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8063781125597865823</id><published>2008-10-05T21:17:00.006+10:30</published><updated>2008-10-05T22:26:03.694+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;so, soooo exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a pretty full on day for me. today's the start of daylight saving (adelaide is 2.5 hrs ahead of msia now) so we went forward an hour. slept at around 1.30am, woke up at 7.45am. hit the snooze button every 5 minutes on my phone until 8.30am. got ready in a flash (read: 30minutes which includes and express shower, quick blow-dry, make-up and picking out an outfit). left the house at 5 past 9 to my aunt's place. aunt was going for a drive for the long weekend so picked cousin up to go to church. CHURCH. and i actually went willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you heard me right. i went WILLINGLY haha sat through an hour and a half of church, went home to grab some green, then went for lunch. supposed to try out this new Malaysian place in the lane next to Myer (i think it's called the Swinging Bowl) but it was closed for the weekend so as usual, we ended up at Myer foodcourt. had a quick bite of sushi then went home to pick up the boyf, send him to pharmacy, sent him home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was retail therapy for me and my cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had SO much fun walking around harbour town. was such a sunny day. not a single white fluff in the sky. however, i only went home with 3 things. in fact i bought more stuff for the boyf than for myself. got him a pair of boxers, socks for work, and 2 summer tees. also bought a pair of cute leggings for my aunt and SOMEONE's birthday pressie for early next year haha and for myself, a pair of white shorts (i had a similar pair before which my puppies decided to eat), and 2 summer tops. just when i have the money to spend, i walk around and nothing really catches my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOiio_f8lSI/AAAAAAAAAck/0lRDbiviA0o/s1600-h/DSC00687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOiio_f8lSI/AAAAAAAAAck/0lRDbiviA0o/s320/DSC00687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253627790451578146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my loot for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as for now, the only thing on my mind is a good long sleep. might be heading back to Harbour Town tomorrow to look for formal dresses at Blockout for Casia and Paul's wedding next month. i have abosulutely NO idea what to wear for the church ceremony and evening reception. i have my eyes on a black and champagne satin tube dress though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for the wedding. especially the hen's night (woohoo! male strippers! haha joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good food, and even better champagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;***i can't believe i drove home 4 (read: FOUR!) times today. and to harbour town and back. a total of 71kms and 20 bucks (read: rm60) worth of fuel haha***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***step up 2 the streets is awesome! i know i'm a lil' behind =P***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8063781125597865823?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8063781125597865823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8063781125597865823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-soooo-exhausted.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOiio_f8lSI/AAAAAAAAAck/0lRDbiviA0o/s72-c/DSC00687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8390293148803060550</id><published>2008-10-04T09:19:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:08:35.187+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went into town last night still in search for the ultimate movie on blu-ray. tried ezydvd, sanity and JBhifi. like i said before, the range of blu-ray movies here is pretty depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so, we left rundle, in search of food this time. had dinner at the hampstead hotel nearby where i stay. i had beer battered fish and chips. he had beef red curry. nothing fancy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;because we went home without any movies, Foxtel was our next choice. considering we pay $106+$20(for multi-room) a month, might as well make full use of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;before that, i gave my prince a bath thinking that i'll be bringing the puppies for puppy play-time at my aunt's place. but when i called to ask if she was gonna be home, she said she was gonna be helping out at some sunday school camp. not a problem though. at least milo smells good now haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3H9VLf7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/0VHlVUc8bLs/s1600-h/DSC00659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3H9VLf7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/0VHlVUc8bLs/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253087362724626354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my happy boy before his bath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3INCLoQI/AAAAAAAAAcE/l8yZMZqqCLA/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3INCLoQI/AAAAAAAAAcE/l8yZMZqqCLA/s320/DSC00661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253087366939910402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;if you look close enough,&lt;br /&gt;you can see how cloudy the water looks&lt;br /&gt;from all the dirt that got trapped&lt;br /&gt;in his fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3IhKnhOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VhwSavwMKTw/s1600-h/DSC00670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3IhKnhOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/VhwSavwMKTw/s320/DSC00670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253087372344001762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i couldnt resist =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3Iqo-WvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7rBVKNgnmko/s1600-h/DSC00671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3Iqo-WvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7rBVKNgnmko/s320/DSC00671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253087374887246578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;very scruffy...&lt;br /&gt;looks so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3I3OV10I/AAAAAAAAAcc/P_Jjz834sJ4/s1600-h/DSC00678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3I3OV10I/AAAAAAAAAcc/P_Jjz834sJ4/s320/DSC00678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253087378265200450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after a good blow-dry,&lt;br /&gt;my little ball of white fluff is back!&lt;br /&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/7363822695597038173-8390293148803060550?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8390293148803060550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8390293148803060550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-into-town-last-night-still-in.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOa3H9VLf7I/AAAAAAAAAb8/0VHlVUc8bLs/s72-c/DSC00659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8593793537077261347</id><published>2008-10-03T12:47:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:31:13.641+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vivi the pomeranian responding to Milo's barks from the previous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-video-was-taken-quite-while-ago.html"&gt;video clip&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; i uploaded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQktY3anQHM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQktY3anQHM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tcW4IMCiRg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_tcW4IMCiRg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...molly and milo don't seem to care. maybe coz they were in the middle of having their morning nap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wanna go to the beach again for puppy play time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...but it's wet and rainy today =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8593793537077261347?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8593793537077261347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8593793537077261347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/hilarious-vivi-responding-to-milos.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8571656233542463410</id><published>2008-10-03T08:48:00.006+09:30</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:34:32.397+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Went to WestLakes yesterday afternoon to hunt for my favourite movie on blu-ray (and a little extra shopping on the side). Either it was sold out or they jus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;t don't stock up on it. Seems like ezydvd don't have that wide a range of blu-ray movies yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I settled for the second best movie on the planet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOVYGrmDP3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/fH88ZvTkZIE/s1600-h/DSC00653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOVYGrmDP3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/fH88ZvTkZIE/s400/DSC00653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252701412202332018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and Layer Cake (which I have not watched before).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having seen 300 in normal DVD before i left for west lakes comparing it to 300 in blu-ray, i must say the picture quality is superb. at least 50% better. the sparta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ns' abs looks even more well defined haha all those hot men *faints* the surround sound is even better. with 7.1 speakers, it feels like you're actually in the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the whole night watching movies on blu-ray and Foxtel I didn't even bother to cook dinner. Ordered take-away from some pizza delivery who claimed they make gourmet pizza but their pizza was anything but. even St giorgio's would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that will definitely be the first and last time i get take-away pizza from random places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;also gave Molly a bath yesterday. instead of white, her fur w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;turning into a dull gray colour LOL tht's how long it's been since she last had a bath. come to think of it, her last bath was at the groomers when she had her fur clipped about a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i send the puppies to the groomers for a bath just becau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;se i can't be bothered to spend an hour on each dog. but the groomers i go to (About Town Dog Studio on Portrush Rd) was booked out until mid next week, and i can't wait that long. so...i decided to work my own magic; suds, massage, trim fur around the eyes, condition fur, and a good b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ow-dry for my princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4DR6wzxI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gdO5i8z6okU/s1600-h/DSC00631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4DR6wzxI/AAAAAAAAAbU/gdO5i8z6okU/s320/DSC00631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252736538142363410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my poodle version of an ewok.&lt;br /&gt;those sad-puppy-dog-eyes say "momma, me no likey bath"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4DjZ9oVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/W6wnXDGTBsQ/s1600-h/DSC00635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4DjZ9oVI/AAAAAAAAAbc/W6wnXDGTBsQ/s320/DSC00635.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252736542836629842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pre-blowdry, Molly is more like a Poodle than a Maltese now.&lt;br /&gt;my curly-haired princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4DnrcnCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/zcrPnwrV_QI/s1600-h/DSC00636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4DnrcnCI/AAAAAAAAAbk/zcrPnwrV_QI/s320/DSC00636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252736543983705122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all fluffy and white again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4D8Haf1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/eiTCl59pK7c/s1600-h/DSC00643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV4D8Haf1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/eiTCl59pK7c/s320/DSC00643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252736549469716306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;her little brother Milo looks on feeling left out.&lt;br /&gt;please excuse the mess in the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i used to give them a bath in the bathtub. but that took even longer to fill with water and a huge pain in the arse to bend down and suds/wash them. so the laundry sink it is now. and the top of the washing machine for a blow dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV7-qrrEfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mmmV_iAaxIo/s1600-h/20080308_143134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOV7-qrrEfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/mmmV_iAaxIo/s320/20080308_143134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252740856937124338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly has grown so much since i first brought her home. from 2.2kg to an estimate of around 6kg now. and her fur has gone from wavy to curly! haha nevertheless, she will always be my little princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milo's turn for a bath tonight after their evening walk.&lt;br /&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/7363822695597038173-8571656233542463410?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8571656233542463410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8571656233542463410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-to-westlakes-yesterday-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOVYGrmDP3I/AAAAAAAAAbM/fH88ZvTkZIE/s72-c/DSC00653.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-5713516173081730079</id><published>2008-10-02T08:42:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2008-10-03T12:57:47.042+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This video was taken quite a while ago. I think it's just too cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZdRS3Kqv7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cZdRS3Kqv7w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly, being her usual bossy self, is guarding the bedroom door. And even though she's just sitting there doing nothing, someho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;w she gives off a message to Milo that's he's not allowed in. So Milo who desperately wants to go in the room (I had his favourite treat in my hand) can't get past Molly and he's not too happy about that, hence the barking and running to the lounge area and back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wonder what goes through their mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-5713516173081730079?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5713516173081730079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5713516173081730079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/this-video-was-taken-quite-while-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8899719414815091857</id><published>2008-10-01T11:10:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:47:40.585+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As much as i love summer, the beach, and tanning, the weather's getting warmer too quick for my liking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOLdAtVcqtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9V9_RKZYs4Q/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOLdAtVcqtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9V9_RKZYs4Q/s320/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252003119706712786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOLdAhXsCPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/mfMBsSC4_1s/s1600-h/DSC00598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOLdAhXsCPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/mfMBsSC4_1s/s320/DSC00598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252003116494883058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kinda miss those days when i'd wake up to a thick cloud of fog in the streets and when it would hail and hail stones so small would cover my garden making it look like it was snowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8899719414815091857?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8899719414815091857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8899719414815091857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-much-as-i-love-summer-beach-and.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOLdAtVcqtI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9V9_RKZYs4Q/s72-c/DSC00330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8333051018124800483</id><published>2008-09-30T09:10:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:01:25.771+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOFnx5KDkEI/AAAAAAAAAa0/S4ksnKaj6og/s1600-h/DSC00600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOFnx5KDkEI/AAAAAAAAAa0/S4ksnKaj6og/s320/DSC00600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251592747344957506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing beats a good cup of cranberry, raspberry and strawberry herbal infusion in my favourite mug first thing in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tagged by Kristine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State 15 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself. The 10 people I tag are to then follow my footsteps and write their own 15 weird things/habits and little known facts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I have two fashion styles. One is comprised of wearing girly clothing that radiates an image of innocence and femininity. The other is comprised of slightly revealing, figure-hugging clothing that exudes sexiness. I dress by one or the other in accordance with who I meet and where I am going.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I forget my favourite colour, because it's more complex than life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I flirt with girls' boyfriends and lie for no reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My BIGGEST pet peeve is when people mispronounce/misspell my name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I tell people that I plan to get married when I’m 40. Secretly I hope it’ll be a bit sooner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I’ve always wanted to own a jukebox and a gumball machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I read FAST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;My mind usually has at least 3 trains of thought going at once (hence the insomnia). They frequently derail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;If I were to have a daughter, I would name her London, after the movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I have trouble throwing things away because I’m scared I’m going to regret it later, so I have things in my room I never touch, but no, I’m not a hoarder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I spent about a month researching the best puppy food available (and anything else to do with puppies). Yes, I love my puppies that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I think it would be really cool to have a HUGE monopoly board where people actually drove cars around. There would be a teller booth at each property so you can buy it and they would take your money when you landed on it, and also a big camera overhead so you could see the whole board and where everyone else was in a monitor in your car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I’m currently going through a phase where I refuse to take the contraceptive pill. I hope someday there will be something for men too so we can share responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sometimes I don’t talk, out of pure laziness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I get lonely easily, hence the two puppies I bought on impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;1) Sonia&lt;br /&gt;2) Shan&lt;br /&gt;3) Nariza&lt;br /&gt;4) DanielC&lt;br /&gt;5) Marina&lt;br /&gt;6) RachelY&lt;br /&gt;7) Farn&lt;br /&gt;8) KristinY&lt;br /&gt;9) DebbieG&lt;br /&gt;10) Xun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the people listed above probably won't even do it LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;******************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The person who tag you is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Kristine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What relationship of you with him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;A church mate back in Miri, and now a fellow Adelaide-ian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your 5 impressions towards him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Witty, speaks her mind, strong-willed, gorgeous, and has a dont-fuck-with-me attitude haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most memorable thing that he/she has done to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Lug back my mom's very bulky cushion haha that's the only thing i can think of at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most memorable word that he/she has said to you ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Aiyo...asking me to recall memories at 9.34 in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, you will?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;the last time i checked, i was straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No la i don't think that's possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If he/she becomes your lover, he/she has to improve on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;again, i prefer dicks to chicks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most desirable thing to do for him/her is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;give her one big bear hug coz i think she's homesick. but her mom's on her way to Adelaide. yay!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;they can feel whatever they want about me for all i care haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The character for you like for yourself is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I don't quite understand this question but i'll give it a go anyway. I love animals. I will not harm animals. Apart from the occasional fly or mosquito that gets zapped by my super tennis-racket-looking thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On contrary, the character you hate of yourself is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Procrastination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;No one's perfect, so i'd say i'm happy with being myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For the person who cares and likes you, say something about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Boo-yahhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally done with the tags. Couldn't understand some of the questions very well. Maybe it's just me. It is 9.42 in the morning though. Far too early on a mid-term holiday i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So exhausted from hooking up the new tv and surround sound system last night. For people like my boyfriend and i who are completely clueless when it comes to electronics, 3 whole hours of trying to figure out which cable goes into where can be pretty brain damaging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what happens when you buy a tv and surround sound system on impulse? You call Myers and tell them to cancel the order because you realize you want a bigger tv and a "bigger" surround sound system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up a 32" instead of a 26". And a blu-ray 7.1 channel home theater system instead of a basic 5.1 channel with wireless rear speakers. Now that Foxtel and dvds work, i must say that the picture and audio quality is superb. Definitely money well spent. The bedroom has now become a mini cinema haha i'll be buying a couple of blu-ray dvds to test the 7.1 surround sound. I already know which will be the first blu-ray movie i'll get to start off my collection of blu-ray movies lol and I'm sure Sonia knows too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo updates tomorrow after the surround-back and centre speakers have been wall-mounted and the room tidied up a bit because the bedroom looks like it's been hit by a tornado at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now off to enjoying my mini cinema! I don't want to leave my room anymore. Ever. LOL&lt;br /&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/7363822695597038173-8333051018124800483?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8333051018124800483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8333051018124800483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing-beats-good-cup-of-cranberry.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SOFnx5KDkEI/AAAAAAAAAa0/S4ksnKaj6og/s72-c/DSC00600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3099949914661940428</id><published>2008-09-28T20:54:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:54:29.531+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;RIP birdy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3099949914661940428?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3099949914661940428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3099949914661940428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/rip-birdy.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7863452072349493123</id><published>2008-09-28T19:37:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:48:52.806+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN9YNxVDIRI/AAAAAAAAAas/yEmZAuqwZ5o/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN9YNxVDIRI/AAAAAAAAAas/yEmZAuqwZ5o/s320/DSC00627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251012684140454162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the boyfriend found an injured bird at the park across our street when he went out for a run. there were magpies surrounding it and attacking it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from the photo you can see that the bird's head is bloody. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've tried calling 5 or 6 different wildlife associations but no one has answered the phone because it's a Sunday. for now i've kept the bird in a box on an old pillow in my garage in the dark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will try to call the numbers i got from the yellowpages again later and hopefully someone answers the phone and picks up the bird from my house. either that or the bird pulls through the night and i'll send it to the vet first thing in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;poor birdy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;those horrible magpies are nasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7863452072349493123?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7863452072349493123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7863452072349493123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/boyfriend-found-injured-bird-at-park.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN9YNxVDIRI/AAAAAAAAAas/yEmZAuqwZ5o/s72-c/DSC00627.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-737092331867843200</id><published>2008-09-27T13:36:00.006+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-27T14:12:11.095+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;what a busy two days it has been. didn't get up to much but somehow i fall asleep straight away at night, pretty early too. it's as if i'm running marathons during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i've been praying real hard for good sunny weather, it was 29 degrees out yesterday. gave charlotte and christine a call and off to Glenelg we went with the puppies. all 4 puppies in my car. jumping up and down excited to see each other. it's their first time at the beach so they all had a blast. i'm sure molly did anyway. she absolutely loved the sea. splashing around just where the tide breaks. then rolling around in the sand afterwards. getting herself all sandy. milo wasn't too keen on the water. he preferred digging holes in the sand with molly instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvHTu84I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/CxnAT9QU4zk/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvHTu84I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/CxnAT9QU4zk/s320/DSC00620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550362580906882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;milo enjoying the sand on his nose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvDNouiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/fRgmKv9KvhI/s1600-h/DSC00621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvDNouiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/fRgmKv9KvhI/s320/DSC00621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550361481591330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the wind in his fur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvX2cldI/AAAAAAAAAaM/f5F_3vLIo8A/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvX2cldI/AAAAAAAAAaM/f5F_3vLIo8A/s320/DSC00618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550367021471186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while molly gets busy with the digging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvSDOWuI/AAAAAAAAAaE/7WgICqbWHwQ/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvSDOWuI/AAAAAAAAAaE/7WgICqbWHwQ/s320/DSC00622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550365464451810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;milo checking out hot girl dogs at the beach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvkIIYBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/i7C-X7CmRhk/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvkIIYBI/AAAAAAAAAaU/i7C-X7CmRhk/s320/DSC00615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250550370316869650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and molly checking out the hot boy dogs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;the next time i go to the beach i won't be bringing the puppies with me. can't tan in peace with them around lol wish i could head to the beach again today, seeing as it's currently 30 degrees. perfect weather for a tan. not too windy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been so busy today. went to aunt's house in the morning so molly and milo can have puppy play time with bubbles and billy-boy. Foxtel was supposed to come around to my house in the afternoon between 12pm and 5pm and install another set top box in the bedroom so we can watch Foxtel in the bedroom instead of just the living room. but the guy called and asked if he could slot me in the morning instead. so i had to drive all the way from my aunt's house in glen osmond to my house in greenacres so the Foxtel people can do their thing. it was a pretty quick job though. probably half hour. so i went back to my aunt's house again after that to have lunch (bak kut teh!). not long after i got to my aunt's place, the Foxtel guy called and said he left his toolbox in my bedroom! i was so pissed off. i quickly had my lunch, sent my cousin to city east then flew back home just to let the guy in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would go back to my aunt's house again just to hang out but my new tv and surround sound system is getting delivered in a couple of hours from myers. the bf and i went tv shopping last night coz we felt like we needed an upgrade from what we have now which is a pretty decent LG 17" lcd tv and a sony surround sound but 2 speakers dont work anymore. so because we were going to spend more time watching Foxtel in the room now, we ended up buying a samsung 26" lcd and a panasonic surround sound system with wireless rear speakers. good deal too. AUS$1648 for the whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN23HloyqUI/AAAAAAAAAac/RC5lWbz7QjE/s1600-h/Copy+%282%29+of+LA32R81_samsung_lcdtv_homeentertainment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN23HloyqUI/AAAAAAAAAac/RC5lWbz7QjE/s320/Copy+%282%29+of+LA32R81_samsung_lcdtv_homeentertainment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250554081574037826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN23H_WucSI/AAAAAAAAAak/FKjCGbdQuN0/s1600-h/SCPT5502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN23H_WucSI/AAAAAAAAAak/FKjCGbdQuN0/s320/SCPT5502.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250554088477585698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slick hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i think i'll become a hermit and stay in my room all day enjoying movies on Foxtel box office while playing the sims 2 on my laptop in bed. i cant wait!!! &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/7363822695597038173-737092331867843200?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/737092331867843200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/737092331867843200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-busy-two-days-it-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SN2zvHTu84I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/CxnAT9QU4zk/s72-c/DSC00620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1977006569499452131</id><published>2008-09-23T20:16:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:31:34.242+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm DYING to go to the beach. literally DYING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've been checking the weather forecast for tomorrow a million times today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wednesday: Fine, mostly sunny, 20 deg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Fine, sunny, 25 deg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Fine, sunny, 29 deg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i really, really want to go tomorrow with charlotte, christine and the puppies. but i doubt it will be warm enough. charlotte says that thursday and friday will be sunny but very windy. and i don't exactly want sand getting into the puppies' eyes. might just go tomorrow anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't wait for summer. i've had enough of the cold. now that it's getting warmer, i enjoy taking the puppies for a stroll at the park around the corner of my house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNjLoi53g8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/sGhF0g8P5Aw/s1600-h/DSC02031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNjLoi53g8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/sGhF0g8P5Aw/s400/DSC02031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249169263125038018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and also, i'm in dire need of a tan. if the weather doesn't get warm enough soon to tan at the beach for an entire afternoon i might just opt for a spray tan for the time being. plus, winnie's moved to perth so i don't think i'll have anyone to go to the beach for a tan with. doesn't seem like there's anyone who shares my passion for a tan (anyone that can prove me otherwise, leave me an email...we'll be instant buddies =D) LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;please, please let it be warm and sunny tomorrow.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wanna feel the sand on my skin, the sea breeze in my hair and the sun in my face again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1977006569499452131?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1977006569499452131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1977006569499452131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-dying-to-go-to-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNjLoi53g8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/sGhF0g8P5Aw/s72-c/DSC02031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7785616280615004211</id><published>2008-09-23T09:30:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:16:10.068+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this is definitely a long overdue post...but as promised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went back to Malaysia earlier this month for a total of 6 days plus 1 day of travelling. quite a spur-of-the-moment thing. grandma passed away on a friday. tickets booked on a saturday. flight was on a tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my flight from adelaide was 3pm local time. arrived in KL at around 9pm local time. i remember being on the phone with Sonia while I was waiting for my next flight in to kuching. telling her that i won't be dropping past miri. and her texting me saying Aunty Amy told her that I will be in miri for the weekend. and all the denying because i wanted to give her a surprise LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;arrived in kuching at midnight. parents picked me up. was very emotional when i saw them but i held back those tears. the whole flight back was pretty rough for me. for the past 3 years i've been flying back to malaysia for holidays. but this time was for my grandma's funeral. was practically bawling on the plane as i was writing a short letter for my grandma to take with her. the girl sitting beside me must've thought i'd gone bonkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to the kampung as soon as parents picked me up from the airport. grandma's body was sent back to the house earlier in the afternoon. it was approximately a 45 minute drive. time could not have gone by any slower. quite a number of relatives i had not seen before were there for the night-watch. i will never ever forget the second i walked into the living area and saw my grandma lying in the coffin as though she was only asleep. the last time i saw her was earlier this year at the airport for about an hour. i just wish i had spent more time with her. there are still times when i'd be driving and i'm in my own little world, i would have that vision of me walking into that living room looking inside the coffin and seeing my grandma's peaceful face. it never fails to bring me to tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there are days when i know she's in a better place and i feel happy for her. but there are also days when i can't help but just break down and cry to myself in the car. since she left i've been harbouring a lot of hatred for a certain someone, who i blame for her death. which explains me going to church every sunday now to repent LOL i guess it's a good thing in a way considering i usually try to avoid going to church at all costs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5Lhwi5AI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yGsjf4O6abY/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5Lhwi5AI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yGsjf4O6abY/s400/DSC00385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249008235903640578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rest in peace grandma. we will meet again some day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now on to happier thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;had my hair done in kuching. initially they had the colour all wrong. i asked for a cadbury chocolate colour. my hair come out a horrible copper-blonde. luckily they had the decency to redo it for me free of charge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;friday evening i flew back to miri with mom. i had friday night all planned. shan picked me up from my house. we drove down to parkson where sonia would be waiting with a few other people. sonia had her back facing coffee bean's entrance which was awesome. i guess she saw nariza and adam looking at me so she turned back to see who it was. long story short, she ended up in tears. obviously she really did not expect me to be going back to miri. the surprise was definitely a success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5MFk20wI/AAAAAAAAAY8/S_3nKMY_LaQ/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5MFk20wI/AAAAAAAAAY8/S_3nKMY_LaQ/s400/DSC00592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249008245518291714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5MIfwtEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/7SbF8kRyyX4/s1600-h/DSC00582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5MIfwtEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/7SbF8kRyyX4/s400/DSC00582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249008246302225474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5MgFeWOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/oPz-7z5ZReg/s1600-h/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5MgFeWOI/AAAAAAAAAZM/oPz-7z5ZReg/s400/DSC00532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249008252634421474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent as much time as possible with my two babes in miri. also caught up with a few other people whom i've not seen in years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg66suFcLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/p5KhhzvPCgE/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg66suFcLI/AAAAAAAAAZc/p5KhhzvPCgE/s400/DSC00575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249010145811591346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;from having cheesecake at coffee bean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sushi at KB,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg67EKLtrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/QG7DM5V6-s4/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg67EKLtrI/AAAAAAAAAZk/QG7DM5V6-s4/s400/DSC00548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249010152103458482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;getting sonia lobster red from alcohol at the island,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5M5BOwvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FNqqamt28W4/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5M5BOwvI/AAAAAAAAAZU/FNqqamt28W4/s400/DSC00559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249008259327509234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;blinging our phones,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to last minute dress shopping with shan coz i had no clothes left to wear. i enjoyed all those moments. 3 days in kuching. 3 days in miri. jam-packed with lots of tears and even more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can't wait for january!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7785616280615004211?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7785616280615004211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7785616280615004211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-is-definitely-long-overdue-post.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SNg5Lhwi5AI/AAAAAAAAAY0/yGsjf4O6abY/s72-c/DSC00385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2781302541269224979</id><published>2008-09-22T10:57:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-22T11:38:54.655+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I feel....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THAT IT'S TIME TO REVIVE THIS BLOG WITH SOME TAGS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...since mid-sem hols are here =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;((Tag: 08/09/08))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.The person who last tag me is:&lt;br /&gt;# Sonia =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;# my best friend. the sister I never had. my confidante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her:&lt;br /&gt;# cartoon-y fly-brows!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;# someone that will listen.&lt;br /&gt;# 10 shades fairer than me.&lt;br /&gt;# VERY bubbly...just like my fav bottle of Moet&amp;amp;Chandon brut.&lt;br /&gt;# so thin!!! girl! that size10 cottonOn pants that we both have are gonna fall off your hips soon! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you:&lt;br /&gt;# being just a phone call away when I was having a rough time Nov/Dec '07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you:&lt;br /&gt;# i can't remember her exact words but it was something along the lines of&lt;br /&gt;"remember i'm only a phone call/text away from you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your lover, you will:&lt;br /&gt;# oh my....i'm pretty happy being straight at the moment LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be:&lt;br /&gt;# she's the perfect best friend, so i'm guessing she'll be the perfect lover? hahaha this tag cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she become your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;# LOL we've been through so many ups and down I'm sure she won't say my enemy for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be:&lt;br /&gt;# conflict of personal opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:&lt;br /&gt;# buy a ticket back to miri this holiday and surprise her at CoffeeBean AGAIN!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is:&lt;br /&gt;# the perfect best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?:&lt;br /&gt;# i have no idea. i might come off as a bitch, i might come off as friendly. it depends on the mood i'm in the first time they meet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are:&lt;br /&gt;# speaking my mind. if i don't like a certain something, i won't hesitate in letting the whole world know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are:&lt;br /&gt;# omg...i'm the biggest procrastinator in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is:&lt;br /&gt;# nobody's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For people that care and like you, say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;# i'll write them a thank-you note instead LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 5 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;this sucks...the people i wanna tag now have been tagged ages ago LOL don't care la.&lt;br /&gt;#Shan&lt;br /&gt;#Sonia&lt;br /&gt;#DanielC&lt;br /&gt;#Xun&lt;br /&gt;#Farn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.1 having relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;# with her sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.4 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;# male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no.3 and 5 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;# LOL then they'll be gay! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is no.2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;# Commerce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?&lt;br /&gt;# a couple of months ago? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What kind of music band does no.4 like?&lt;br /&gt;# not too sure. but i know he like Avril Lavigne la LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Does no.1 have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;# 2 brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Will you woo no.2?&lt;br /&gt;# oh yes! LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. How about no.4?&lt;br /&gt;# this one also can =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Is no.1 single?&lt;br /&gt;# no, she has her sayang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is the surname of no.3?&lt;br /&gt;# Carroll. just like my CFWM lecturer that calls us her kittens LOL felt like saying tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What's the hobby of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;# at the moment i think it's sleeping LOL coz everytime i call him he's half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Does no.1 and 5 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;# one's in Miri one's in Adelaide and they have never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;# Curtin Miri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.Talk something casually about no.1&lt;br /&gt;# big eyes, big boobs, big butt. the ultimate sex bomb! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Have you tried developing feelings for no.3?&lt;br /&gt;# no but I wouldn't mind LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Where does no.5 live at?&lt;br /&gt;# Rose Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What colour does no.2 like?&lt;br /&gt;# fuck. she's my best friend and surprisingly I don't know. i'm just going to simply hantam la. WHITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are no.3 and 1 best friend&lt;br /&gt;# Shan and Daniel ah? friend friend got la. I dunno about best friend though LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-There's No 38 and 39 -&lt;br /&gt;# does it look like i care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Does no.3 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;# Daniel ah? dunno leh. the one in his pants maybe LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Is no.1 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;# didn't i already say she's the ultimate sex bomb?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What is no. 5 doing now?&lt;br /&gt;# it's 11.28am...definitely still sleeping LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;((Tag: 17/09/08))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;The same tag as the one above but instead of 5 people, this one has 10 people. And I do not like to repeat myself just in case you all didn't know. So...i'll leave it at that. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/7363822695597038173-2781302541269224979?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2781302541269224979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2781302541269224979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4335264338166481337</id><published>2008-09-09T23:48:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:32:11.964+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Google Chrome'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SMaGAXa6l7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/cksVpQJ379o/s1600-h/chrome-205_noshadow.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SMaGAXa6l7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/cksVpQJ379o/s320/chrome-205_noshadow.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244026156964550578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To all google fans and loyalists!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good news because Google has launched their new browser called “Google Chrome” Browser. Internet explorer, Mozilla and Safari has a new rival! Google has become rather powerful in the world of internet and I’m sure Google will stand in front for a long time. And for us, another browser to choose from…I’m getting kinda tired of using Mozilla and Internet Explorer. I should try Google Chrome soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Google really is smart. They've already dominated the search engines and now they are going to compete with Microsoft! So, if you want to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/chrome" target="_self"&gt;download&lt;/a&gt; their new browser, better do it as soon as possible and compare it with the other browsers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4335264338166481337?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4335264338166481337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4335264338166481337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-all-google-fans-and-loyalists-good.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SMaGAXa6l7I/AAAAAAAAAYs/cksVpQJ379o/s72-c/chrome-205_noshadow.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8502986356166129214</id><published>2008-09-09T09:14:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-22T15:34:20.794+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aeroplane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Am now back in Adelaide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at 6am, went through immigration, customs etc and got out at 6.50am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so home sick even though I was only back for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just going to sleep all day. Catch up on some sleep. It's been a hectic week. And a very tough first day in Kuching with the funeral and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will definitely update with photos of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia's tag LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm actually going to do that tag haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I miss me two babes =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8502986356166129214?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8502986356166129214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8502986356166129214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/am-now-back-in-adelaide.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2809336367282182845</id><published>2008-09-01T21:51:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-09-01T21:54:33.865+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In less than 24 hours I'll be on a plane going home for 6 days! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now for last-minute packing......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will miss my babies though.&lt;br /&gt;My big baby,&lt;br /&gt;and two little babies.&lt;br /&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/7363822695597038173-2809336367282182845?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2809336367282182845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2809336367282182845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-so-excited-in-less-than-24-hours-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-6674504543567768224</id><published>2008-08-31T09:50:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-31T09:50:01.087+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the Sims 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLH7Fk6HemI/AAAAAAAAAYE/mm2NDrO5Swc/s1600-h/TheSims2ALpcPFTkeyart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLH7Fk6HemI/AAAAAAAAAYE/mm2NDrO5Swc/s320/TheSims2ALpcPFTkeyart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238243914833951330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Remember Sims 1 where your Sims are only living in one town? How about Hot Date? Pets Unleashed? The Sims 2? And all the expansion packs! Well, Sims addicts, they have released yet again another expansion pack: Sims 2 Apartment Life. Your Sims are now moving into a brand-new apartment, and their lives will change forever! When we talk about “apartment”, we know that you have neighbors beside you…get a long with the new Sims in town and make friends with fellow Sims. Spend time and share some fun! Or maybe fall in love with the Sim next door. He/she maybe living in a rubbish or luxurious apartment…your Sims will experience all of the excitement of apartment life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What makes The Sims 2 Apartment Life awesome for me is the “WITCHCRAFT”. Every expansion pack has a new features. And one of this is the existence of witchcraft. Learn to cast spells, make potions, craft exclusive items and fly with the use of your broomstick. Witches comes in three kinds, the good, neutral, evil but if a witch becomes very wicked they become color green (hmmm...not bad for  Harry Potter fans thought I'm not one myself!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good spells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banish Death:&lt;/strong&gt; Click on a dead Sim or Death himself to bring a Sim back to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aura of Niceness:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Makes the world a better place to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De-Fuego:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Instantly extinguish a fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bugs of Ambiance:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Summon butterflies of fireflies, depending on the time of day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make Agreeable:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cast this spell of a Sim to make them accept the next five socials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Waves of Happy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; All Sims in the area get a boost to their happiness (great for parties).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Can Has Cheezburger:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Spawn a tray of food, varies depending on the time of day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neutral Spells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make Fit:&lt;/strong&gt; Instant fitness for the target Sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make Fat:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Opposite of 'Make Fit'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mighty Cluck of the Beyond:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Posses the target Sim to perform chicken moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leave’spolsion:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Clear all the leaves from a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Puddle Evaporator:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Clear rain, mess and pee puddles from your lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evil Spells&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resurrect Zombie:&lt;/strong&gt; Bring any Sim who’s tombstone is on the lot, back to life as the walking dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bees!:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cast a spell on someone to have them chased by bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mist of Plague:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Force a Sim to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuego:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Cast a fireball to start an object blazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are many features Apartment Life offers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"  class="ep8"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Move into the perfect apartment: a spacious loft, a cozy place for a young couple, or a multi-bedroom flat-share with friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mingle with Sims from all-new social groups: stylish socialites, artsy bohemians, sports jocks, gadget-collecting techies, or edgy gearheads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take advantage of apartment life: form social networks to make new friends, advance their careers, or look for love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Build your Sim’s new reputation meter: with a good reputation, your Sim can find the right friends to help them achieve their goals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Control multiple households: will you make your Sims live in happy harmony or comical conflict?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-6674504543567768224?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6674504543567768224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6674504543567768224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/remember-sims-1-where-your-sims-are.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLH7Fk6HemI/AAAAAAAAAYE/mm2NDrO5Swc/s72-c/TheSims2ALpcPFTkeyart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2386031202995607275</id><published>2008-08-30T11:57:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-30T12:18:35.478+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tickets are all booked and I'm good to go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leaving Tuesday 2nd September @ 3pm, arriving in Kuching midnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Coming back Monday 8th September, arriving Adelaide Tuesday 6.15am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One less thing to worry about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Next on my list is looking for a "decent black dress" (as dad puts it) that's not boob-baring or ass-hugging. And no, I do not have a decent black dress, nor do I have a decent white dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shopping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2386031202995607275?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2386031202995607275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2386031202995607275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1300658430220275197</id><published>2008-08-30T09:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:01:01.436+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cloudy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The weather's excellent for sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd enjoy it even more if I wasn't sniffling my way through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has finally caught up with my immune system and now I have a clogged nose and the perpetual feeling of drowsiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sick really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head feels like it isn't screwed in the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1300658430220275197?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1300658430220275197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1300658430220275197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/weathers-excellent-for-sleeping-in.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-632601752781660849</id><published>2008-08-30T02:06:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:25:09.494+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's already 2 in the morning and I'm still awake. Been tossing and turning trying to put myself to sleep but it sure ain't working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So many things on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So much drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If it's not one thing, it's another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;First I got sick. Fever, blocked nose, bad sore throat (which later turned into a cough, and made me have an asthma attack)...the works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then I had to asked for an extension for two of my assignments because I couldn't finish them on time while I was sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then got the news on Tuesday that Grandmama had a stroke and was admitted to the hospital in Kuching. A day later, she had to have an operation on to drain the blood clot in her brain from a small capilary that burst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come Thursday, Molly and Milo decided to help themselves to the medicine bottle left on the coffee table by accident and finish all 15 tablets of Valiums. Had to rush them to the vet to make them throw up everything. By the time I realized Molly had chewed up the plastic bottle with all the pills, I guess it was a little late because she was already walking funny (Valium is an anti-anxiety/muscle relaxant) and when they made her throw up, they couldn't find any fragments of the Valium. Must've all dissolved. Luckily, 197 dollars later and Molly spending the whole day at the vet, both Molly and Milo are fine. Nearly gave me a fucking heart attack driving at 80km/h (in a 50km/h residential zone) to the vet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then this afternoon, I received a text message from dad saying Grandmama's condition was deteriorating and that we should be prepared. Half and hour later, she was gone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I have to book my flight back to Kuching as soon as the travel agency opens tomorrow so I can fly either on Monday or Tuesday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also have to think of what to pack, what to buy and bring back for family, what to wear for the funeral, how Molly and Milo are going to cope without me around during the day etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is by far the most interesting week I've ever had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A rather sad one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-632601752781660849?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/632601752781660849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/632601752781660849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/sigh-its-already-2-in-morning-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3888758367186933344</id><published>2008-08-29T21:12:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-29T21:29:05.233+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dear Grandmama,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been praying and praying with all my might that you would eventually wake up. But I guess it was time for you to go and be with the Lord. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel so shattered that I only spent an hour with you this year at the airport. But don't worry, I will see you for the last time soon. I will do what ever I can to go back and pay my last respects to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As your eldest granddaughter, I have always been looking forward to the day that you see your first great-grandchild. Though you might not be able to hold her or him, I know you will be looking down from heaven with a smile on your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now that you are in a better place, I will always be thinking about you, every day, every minute, every second. You'll always be in my prayers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We all miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;With love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eleanor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3888758367186933344?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3888758367186933344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3888758367186933344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-grandmama-ive-been-praying-and.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1775834323071472995</id><published>2008-08-29T17:55:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-29T17:55:00.728+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How China gets Gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLd6ccXN7BI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZHFIrYO8yHI/s1600-h/china.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLd6ccXN7BI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZHFIrYO8yHI/s400/china.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791320537361426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLd6c379IZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Q9NrnwlC5wQ/s1600-h/china2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLd6c379IZI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Q9NrnwlC5wQ/s400/china2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791327939207570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLd6dNCjq_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/3aUoo0OXe5E/s1600-h/china3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLd6dNCjq_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/3aUoo0OXe5E/s400/china3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239791333604043762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1775834323071472995?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1775834323071472995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1775834323071472995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/how-china-gets-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLd6ccXN7BI/AAAAAAAAAYU/ZHFIrYO8yHI/s72-c/china.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-918981496602774354</id><published>2008-08-29T11:10:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-29T11:10:00.292+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;The Laws of Ultimate Reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Mechanical Repair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch and you’ll have to pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Gravity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Probability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Random Numbers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal and someone always answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Law of the Alibi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a &lt;span id="lw_1219378669_1" class="yshortcuts"&gt;flat tire&lt;/span&gt;, the very next morning you will have a flat tire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Variation Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you change lines (or traffic lanes), the one you were in will always move faster than the one you are in now (works every time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of the Bath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the body is fully immersed in water, the telephone rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Close Encounters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The probability of meeting someone you know increases dramatically when you are with someone you don’t want to be seen with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of the Result&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When you try to prove to someone that a machine won’t work, it will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Biomechanics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of the Theatre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle arrive last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;The Starbucks Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Murphy's Law of Lockers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If there are only two people in a locker room, they will have adjacent lockers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Physical Surfaces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The chances of an open-faced jam sandwich landing face down on a floor covering are directly correlated to the newness and cost of the carpet/rug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Law of Logical Argument&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anything is possible if you don’t know what you are talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Brown’s Law of Physical Appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If the shoe fits, it’s ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Wilson’s Law of Commercial Marketing Strategy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as you find a product that you really like, they will stop making it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Doctors’ Law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you don’t feel well, make an appointment to go to the doctor, by the time you get there you’ll feel better. Don’t make an appointment and you’ll stay sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-918981496602774354?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/918981496602774354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/918981496602774354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/laws-of-ultimate-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2335311996862877233</id><published>2008-08-28T10:58:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:44:10.982+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Camilla Morton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chick-lit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you know how to walk in high heels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLASnFfEJsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/svTwIFXe2Kw/s1600-h/howto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLASnFfEJsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/svTwIFXe2Kw/s200/howto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237706829328557762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually intended to buy this book &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"How to Walk in High heels"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; by Camilla Morton, not because I am a bookworm but because this book tackles a lot in a girl/woman's life. If you have always wondered the best way of getting out of a car in a mini skirt, how to get dressed in 5 minutes or how to walk on cobbled surfaces and climb steps in high heels, then this is the book for you. This “girl’s guide to everything” is not only genuinely useful, but is a hilarious read too. Full of tips related to shoes, bags, hats, sunglasses, underwear and women’s fashion it also covers far reaching topics such as how to be socially adept, tackling technophobia, and joining the jet set; all presented in a lighthearted and breezy style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLARf4Q516I/AAAAAAAAAXk/y_DxAzQ2H4s/s1600-h/ayear.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLARf4Q516I/AAAAAAAAAXk/y_DxAzQ2H4s/s320/ayear.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237705606008788898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I was in a hurry to a doctor's appointment, I didn't notice that what I had in my hand was Morton's second book, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"A Year in High Heels"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Anyhow, it's still basically the same concept as her first book. It's a more girly, glamorous book full of ideas and tips to inspire you through the year. A feast of new experiences are suggested as well with celeb experts to guide you along the way, fun, inspiration and advice are all heading your way to guide you through the year. I must say it's a fantastic read.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Camilla Morton books are a highly recommended read for any fashion-forward and well-heeled fashionista.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2335311996862877233?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2335311996862877233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2335311996862877233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-you-know-how-to-walk-in-high-heels-i.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLASnFfEJsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/svTwIFXe2Kw/s72-c/howto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-6383601697052370597</id><published>2008-08-27T10:06:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:06:00.642+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Woman's Poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Before I lay me down to sleep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; I pray for a man, who’s not a creep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; One who’s handsome, smart and strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; One who loves to listen long,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; One who thinks before he speaks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; One who’ll call, not wait for weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; I pray he’s gainfully employed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; When I spend his cash, won’t be annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Pulls out my chair and opens my door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Massages my back and begs to do more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Oh! Send me a man who’ll make love to my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; Knows what to answer to ‘how big is my behind?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; I pray that this man will love me to no end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; And always be my very best friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;A Man's Poem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; huge boobs who owns a bar on a golf course,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; and loves to send me fishing and drinking. This&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-6383601697052370597?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6383601697052370597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6383601697052370597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/womans-poem-before-i-lay-me-down-to.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3105289101131247588</id><published>2008-08-26T20:21:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:27:45.528+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspirational'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;The inspiring Olympic story you haven't heard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somalia's runners provide inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLPg8-wH4aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/vdQ0XPRRgo4/s1600-h/olympics.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLPg8-wH4aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/vdQ0XPRRgo4/s320/olympics.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238778129803633058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;BEIJING – &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/som/samia+yusuf+omar/232927/;_ylt=Ans7KlAC9_YHqZeoWP43wPDGKZt4"&gt;Samia Yusuf Omar&lt;/a&gt; headed back to &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/som/;_ylt=AuMQ196yYH13biI76SdP8z3GKZt4"&gt;Somalia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt; Sunday, returning to the small two-room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;house in Mogadishu shared by seven family members. Her mother lives there, selling fruits and vegetables. Her father is buried there, the victim of a wayward artillery shell that hit their home and also killed Samia’s aunt and uncle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the Olympic story we never heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It’s about a girl whose Beijing moment lasted a mere 32 seconds – the slowest 200-meter dash time out of the 46 women who competed in the event. Thirty-two seconds that almost nobody saw but that she carries home with her, swelled with joy and wonderment. Back to a decades-long civil war that has flattened much of her city. Back to an Olympic program with few Olympians and no facilities. Back to meals of flat bread, wheat porridge and tap water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I have my pride,” she said through a translator before leaving &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/chn/;_ylt=AnO2wVdSt7fcSZZoangUqvrGKZt4"&gt;China&lt;/a&gt;. “This is the highest thing any athlete can hope for. It has been a very happy experience for me. I am proud to bring the Somali flag to fly with all of these countries, and to stand with the best athletes in the world.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There are many life stories that collide in each Olympics – many intriguing tales of glory and tragedy. Beijing delivered the electricity of &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/jam/usain+bolt/8003383/;_ylt=Ama7SF5KjIZRWvS9dZ7uwozGKZt4"&gt;Usain Bolt&lt;/a&gt; and the determination of &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/usa/michael+phelps/221565/;_ylt=AsUxA3nMVlEZqmrmJXar4A7GKZt4"&gt;Michael Phelps&lt;/a&gt;. It left hearts heavy with the disappointment of &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/chn/xiang+liu/236181/;_ylt=AswkQ_LofqAbzR2UufT5wa3GKZt4"&gt;Liu Xiang&lt;/a&gt; and the heartache of Hugh McCutcheon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But it also gave us Samia Yusuf Omar – one small girl from one chaotic country – and a story that might have gone unnoticed if it hadn’t been for a roaring half-empty stadium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was Aug. 19, and the tiny girl had crossed over seven lanes to find her starting block in her 200-meter heat. She walked past Jamaica’s &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/jam/veronica+campbellbrown/243941/;_ylt=Ag.hClMMRwyZZ5I8rTcoUn7GKZt4"&gt;Veronica Campbell-Brown&lt;/a&gt; – the eventual gold medalist in the event. Samia had read about Campbell-Brown in track and field magazines and once watched her in wonderment on television. As a cameraman panned down the starting blocks, it settled on lane No. 2, on a 17-year old girl with the frame of a Kenyan distance runner. Samia’s biography in the Olympic media system contained almost no information, other than her 5-foot-4, 119-pound frame. There was no mention of her personal best times and nothing on previous track meets. Somalia, it was later explained, has a hard time organizing the records of its athletes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She looked so odd and out of place among her competitors, with her white headband and a baggy, untucked T-shirt. The legs on her wiry frame were thin and spindly, and her arms poked out of her sleeves like the twigs of a sapling. She tugged at the bottom of her shirt and shot an occasional nervous glance at the other runners in her heat. Each had muscles bulging from beneath their skin-tight track suits. Many outweighed Samia by nearly 40 pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After introductions, she knelt into her starting block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The country of Somalia sent two athletes to the Beijing Games – Samia and distance runner Abdi Said Ibrahim, who competed in the men’s 5,000-meter event. Like Samia, Abdi finished last in his event, overmatched by competitors who were groomed for their Olympic moment. Somalia has only loose-knit programs supporting its Olympians, few coaches, and few facilities. With a civil war tearing the city apart since the Somali government’s collapse in 1991, Mogadishu Stadium has become one of the bloodiest pieces of real estate in the city – housing U.N. forces in the early 1990s and now a military compound for insurgents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That has left the country’s track athletes to train in Coni Stadium, an artillery-pocked structure built in 1958 which has no track, endless divots, and has been overtaken by weeds and plants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Sports are not a priority for Somalia,” said Duran Farah, vice president of the Somali Olympic Committee. “There is no money for facilities or training. The war, the security, the difficulties with food and everything – there are just many other internal difficulties to deal with.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That leaves athletes such as Samia and 18-year old Abdi without the normal comforts and structure enjoyed by almost every other athlete in the Olympic Games. They don’t receive consistent coaching, don’t compete in meets on a regular basis and struggle to find safety in something as simple as going out for a daily run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When Samia cannot make it to the stadium, she runs in the streets, where she runs into roadblocks of burning tires and refuse set out by insurgents. She is often bullied and threatened by militia or locals who believe that Muslim women should not take part in sports. In hopes of lessening the abuse, she runs in the oppressive heat wearing long sleeves, sweat pants and a head scarf. Even then, she is told her place should be in the home – not participating in sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“For some men, nothing is good enough,” Farah said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even Abdi faces constant difficulties, passing through military checkpoints where he is shaken down for money. And when he has competed in sanctioned track events, gun-toting insurgents have threatened his life for what they viewed as compliance with the interim government.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Once, the insurgents were very unhappy,” he said. “When we went back home, my friends and I were rounded up and we were told if we did it again, we would get killed. Some of my friends stopped being in sports. I had many phone calls threatening me, that if I didn’t stop running, I would get killed. Lately, I do not have these problems. I think probably they realized we just wanted to be athletes and were not involved with the government.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the interim government has not been able to offer support, instead spending its cash and energy arming Ethiopian allies for the fight against insurgents. Other than organizing a meet to compete for Olympic selection – in which the Somali Olympic federation chose whom it believed to be its two best performers – there has been little lavished on athletes. While other countries pour millions into the training and perfecting of their Olympic stars, Somalia offers little guidance and no doctors, not even a stipend for food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“The food is not something that is measured and given to us every day,” Samia said. “We eat whatever we can get.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the best days, that means getting protein from a small portion of fish, camel or goat meat, and carbohydrates from bananas or citrus fruits growing in local trees. On the worst days – and there are long stretches of those – it means surviving on water and Angera, a flat bread made from a mixture of wheat and barley.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“There is no grocery store,” Abdi said. “We can’t go shopping for whatever we want.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He laughs at this thought, with a smile that is missing a front tooth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the gun went off in Samia’s 200-meter heat, seven women blasted from their starting blocks, registering as little as 16 one-hundredths of a second of reaction time. Samia’s start was slow enough that the computer didn’t read it, leaving her reaction time blank on the heat’s statistical printout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Within seconds, seven competitors were thundering around the curve in Beijing’s Bird’s Nest, struggling to separate themselves from one another. Samia was just entering the curve when her opponents were nearing the finish line. A local television feed had lost her entirely by the time Veronica Campbell-Brown crossed the finish line in a trotting 23.04 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the athletes came to a halt and knelt, stretching and sucking deep breaths, a camera moved to ground level. In the background of the picture, a white dot wearing a headband could be seen coming down the stretch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until this month, Samia had been to two countries outside of her own – &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/dji/;_ylt=Ajv0skJCEK_sQWQ7bLAiY47GKZt4"&gt;Djibouti&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/eth/;_ylt=AowQF01sPpwX4oQiB.pmuLTGKZt4"&gt;Ethiopia&lt;/a&gt;. Asked how she will describe Beijing, her eyes get big and she snickers from under a blue and white Olympic baseball cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“The stadiums, I never thought something like this existed in the world,” she said. “The buildings in the city, it was all very surprising. It will probably take days to finish all the stories we have to tell.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Asked about Beijing’s otherworldly Water Cube, she lets out a sigh: “Ahhhhhhh.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Before she can answer, Abdi cuts her off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I didn’t know what it was when I saw it,” he said. “Is it plastic? Is it magic?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Few buildings are beyond two or three stories tall in Mogadishu, and those still standing are mostly in tatters. Only pictures will be able to describe some of Beijing’s structures, from the ancient architecture of the Forbidden City to the modernity of the Water Cube and the Bird’s Nest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“The Olympic fire in the stadium, everywhere I am, it is always up there,” Samia said. “It’s like the moon. I look up wherever I go, it is there.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These are the stories they will relish when they return to Somalia, which they believe has, for one brief moment, united the country’s warring tribes. Farah said he had received calls from countrymen all over the world, asking how their two athletes were doing and what they had experienced in China. On the morning of Samia’s race, it was just after 5 a.m., and locals from her neighborhood were scrambling to find a television with a broadcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“People stayed awake to see it,” Farah said. “The good thing, sports is the one thing which unites all of Somalia.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is one of the common threads they share with every athlete at the Games. Just being an Olympian and carrying the country’s flag brings an immense sense of pride to families and neighborhoods which typically know only despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A pride that Samia will share with her mother, three brothers and three sisters. A pride that Abdi will carry home to his father, two brothers and two sisters. Like Samia’s father two years ago, Abdi’s mother was killed in the civil war, by a mortar shell that hit the family’s home in 1993.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“We are very proud,” Samia said. “Because of us, the Somali flag is raised among all the other nations’ flags. You can’t imagine how proud we were when we were marching in the Opening Ceremonies with the flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“Despite the difficulties and everything we’ve had with our country, we feel great pride in our accomplishment.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As Samia came down the stretch in her 200-meter heat, she realized that the Somalian Olympic federation had chosen to place her in the wrong event. The 200 wasn’t nearly the best event for a middle distance runner. But the federation believed the dash would serve as a “good experience” for her. Now she was coming down the stretch alone, pumping her arms and tilting her head to the side with a look of despair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Suddenly, the half-empty stadium realized there was still a runner on the track, still pushing to get across the finish line almost eight seconds behind the seven women who had already completed the race. In the last 50 meters, much of the stadium rose to its feet, flooding the track below with cheers of encouragement. A few competitors who had left Samia behind turned and watched it unfold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As Samia crossed the line in 32.16 seconds, the crowd roared in applause. Bahamian runner &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/bah/sheniqua+ferguson/8003338/;_ylt=AgtF7HTGExYSB2F5IDKv3WLGKZt4"&gt;Sheniqua Ferguson&lt;/a&gt;, the next smallest woman on the track at 5-foot-7 and 130 pounds, looked at the girl crossing the finish and thought to herself, “Wow, she’s tiny.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“She must love running,” Ferguson said later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Several days later, Samia waved off her Olympic moment as being inspirational. While she was still filled with joy over her chance to compete, and though she knew she had done all she could, part of her seemed embarrassed that the crowd had risen to its feet to help push her across the finish line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I was happy the people were cheering and encouraging me,” she said. “But I would have liked to be cheered because I won, not because I needed encouragement. It is something I will work on. I will try my best not to be the last person next time. It was very nice for people to give me that encouragement, but I would prefer the winning cheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She shrugged and smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“I knew it was an uphill task.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And there it was. While the Olympics are often promoted for the fastest and strongest and most agile champions, there is something to be said for the ones who finish out of the limelight. The ones who finish last and leave with their pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At their best, the Olympics still signify competition and purity, a love for sport. What represents that better than two athletes who carry their country’s flag into the Games despite their country’s inability to carry them before that moment? What better way to find the best of the Olympic spirit than by looking at those who endure so much that would break it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“We know that we are different from the other athletes,” Samia said. “But we don’t want to show it. We try our best to look like all the rest. We understand we are not anywhere near the level of the other competitors here. We understand that very, very well. But more than anything else, we would like to show the dignity of ourselves and our country.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She smiles when she says this, sitting a stone’s throw from a Somalian flag that she and her countryman Abdi brought to these Games. They came and went from Beijing largely unnoticed, but may have been the most dignified example these Olympics could offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/olympics/beijing/track_field/news?slug=cr-somalirunners082408&amp;amp;prov=yhoo&amp;amp;type=lgns"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3105289101131247588?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3105289101131247588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3105289101131247588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/inspiring-olympic-story-you-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLPg8-wH4aI/AAAAAAAAAYM/vdQ0XPRRgo4/s72-c/olympics.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7144491545581796303</id><published>2008-08-26T10:00:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-26T10:00:00.784+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='men'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For women who have a sense of humour and who can handle it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And to the men who I'm sure will enjoy reading it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NICKNAMES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If Laura, Kate and Sarah go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura, Kate and  Sarah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If Mike, Dave and John go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla and Four-eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;EATING OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the bill arrives, Mike, Dave and John will each throw in $20, even though it’s only for $32.50.  None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the girls get their bill, out come the pocket calculators.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MONEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she  doesn’t need but it’s on sale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BATHROOMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man has six items in his bathroom:  toothbrush and toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a  towel .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The average number of items in the typical woman’s bathroom is 337.  A man would not be able to identify more than 20 of these  items.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ARGUMENTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A woman has the last word in  any argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SUCCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MARRIAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; A man marries a woman expecting that she won’t change, but she does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DRESSING UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A woman will dress up to go shopping, water the plants, empty the trash, answer the phone, read a  book, and get the mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man will dress up for weddings and  funerals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NATURAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Women somehow deteriorate during the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OFFSPRING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah, children.  A woman knows all about her children.  She knows about  dentist appointments and romances, best friends, favorite foods, secret fears and hopes and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THOUGHT FOR THE  DAY&lt;br /&gt;A married man should forget his mistakes.  There’s no use in two people remembering the same thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7144491545581796303?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7144491545581796303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7144491545581796303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/for-women-who-have-sense-of-humour-and.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2215617552869477266</id><published>2008-08-24T14:38:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-24T14:49:56.950+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indiana Jones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crystal skulls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLDvdi0PWcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VxwHcLP24pg/s1600-h/Crystal-Skull-museum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLDvdi0PWcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VxwHcLP24pg/s200/Crystal-Skull-museum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237949657473046978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Heard of the movie Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of Crystal Skulls? I'm sure you have. Two months ago it was being played at every major cinemas worldwide. I have yet to watch it though =D but here's a little info for all of you: Do you know that crystal skulls aren't a myth at all? Oh yes, they're pretty real alright. The crystal skull above is the most popular crystal skull called the Mitchell-Hedges crystal skull a.k.a. 'the skull of doom'...yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal skulls are made of either clear or opaque Quartz, carrying from bead-sized to real life sizes. They were believed to be of Maya or Aztec origin, dating way back to the 14th to 16th century. They were also believed to have supernatural abilities; healing, mind control...and the 'skull of doom' was believed to have the power to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MYTH&lt;/span&gt;: Recent studies regarding these magnificent crystal skulls showed that they have a more humble origin than what was believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, an anthropologist at the Smithsonian examined several skulls and found that the cuts into the crystal unmistakably showed evidence of modern, not ancient, carving techniques. Not only were the cuts done with modern lapidary wheels, but the skulls themselves were polished with modern machinery. Nickell, an expert on crystal skulls, concludes that "none of the famous skulls appears to be pre-Columbian; in fact, all of them maybe be European forgeries."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well...even though these cyrstal skulls don't have supernatural powers, I still want one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still think they have at least one power, that is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the power to fascinate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/7363822695597038173-2215617552869477266?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2215617552869477266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2215617552869477266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/heard-of-movie-indiana-jones-and.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SLDvdi0PWcI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VxwHcLP24pg/s72-c/Crystal-Skull-museum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7354418434049177185</id><published>2008-08-23T21:04:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-23T21:36:27.063+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='premiers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a self-confessed movie buff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love watching movies, I've compiled the movies that you 'must-watch-out-for' this/next year. So clear your scheds people coz I'll almost post the estimated premier for each movie. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saw V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/NewPicture.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;Yeap, the 'all-gore-from-start-to-end' movie is back, haha! I'll definitely watch out for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE:&lt;/span&gt; October 24, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/twilightmovieposter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The much anticipated movie moved their premier 3 weeks EARLIER! Nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: November 21, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Underworld: Rise of the Lycans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/underworld-kate-beckinsale-teaser-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The immortal battle between vampire and werewolves continue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: January 23, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Wolverine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/x-men-origins-wolverine-poster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In this coming X-Men movie, Wolverine takes center stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: May 1, 2009.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Angels &amp;amp; Demons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/angelsanddemons.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tom Hanks is back as Robert Langdon. This should be an interesting movie, the plot of the book was more ambitious than The Da Vinci Code. Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: May 15, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/Night_at_the_Museum.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ben Stiller stars again in this comedy movie, wonder who the Smithsonians are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: May 22, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terminator Salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/terminator_salvation.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the highly anticipated new installment of The Terminator movie franchise, set in post-apocalyptic 2018, Christian Bale stars as John Connor, the man fated to lead the human resistance against Skynet and it's army of Terminators. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: May 22, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fast and the Furious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/smallville-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vin Diesel and the gorgeous Paul Walker teams up again for Part 4 of the movie. Nice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: June 5, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/transformer2_sm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yay for this! One of my favourite movies! Finally, a sequel! Rumour has it they will be introducing additional members to both the Autobots and Decepticons. Awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: June 26, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ice Age: Dawn of the Dinosaurs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of the cutest and funniest animation movie I've ever seen so far! Good thing they made a Part 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: July 1, 2009. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Final Destination 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://i162.photobucket.com/albums/t270/crimson_c2m/FinalDestination4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The ever thrilling 'fighting death' movie strikes again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RELEASE DATE&lt;/span&gt;: August 14, 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;15. Ok, I'll stop already haha! I don't want you having information overload because of this post...I guess that's enough for now. Erm..or maybe I'll give you this much, I'll just tell you the upcoming movie sequels to watch out for! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here they are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saw VI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Austin Powers 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jurassic Park IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robocop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sin City 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wanted 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men Origins: Magento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia: Voyage of Dawn Treader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;James Bond 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spiderman 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pirates of the Carribean 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cars 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Boy was that tiring *phew*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7354418434049177185?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7354418434049177185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7354418434049177185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-self-confessed-movie-buff.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7751697129310828286</id><published>2008-08-21T12:08:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-21T12:08:00.992+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tree'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ2DGD-3AI/AAAAAAAAAXM/i3dUBbQVjpM/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ2DGD-3AI/AAAAAAAAAXM/i3dUBbQVjpM/s200/tree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235001412403780610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Amid pine trees and high winds, a tree stood tall. I was amazed of its fearlessness. I took a shot; it achieved its &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;immortality&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7751697129310828286?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7751697129310828286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7751697129310828286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/amid-pine-trees-and-high-winds-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ2DGD-3AI/AAAAAAAAAXM/i3dUBbQVjpM/s72-c/tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3871348341698581091</id><published>2008-08-20T10:05:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:05:01.175+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKRC41SiWDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZWmkqXEYpVs/s1600-h/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKRC41SiWDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZWmkqXEYpVs/s200/100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234382211056293938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Click on image to enlarge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Came across this image on the net while I was trying to kill time at Uni today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though I don't work (never have and hopefully never will for the next 2 years) I found this rather true Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mondays&lt;/span&gt; I have Monday-school-blues (lucky I don't have Uni on Mondays), I only seem to be able to get a few tutorials done. (12%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tuesdays&lt;/span&gt; I put my thinking cap on and put in a little more effort in class from 4pm-6pm. (22%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Wednesdays&lt;/span&gt; I don't have Uni, however my brain is forced to kick back into gear as I realize lots of practicals/tutorials need to be done before classes on Thursday. I do everything last minute...no big surprise. (40%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thursdays&lt;/span&gt; are the worst. Uni from 9am-4pm. Seven hours straight in front of the computer doesn't do my brain any good. Neither does waking up early enough to make it for class at 9am. (20%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fridays&lt;/span&gt; are spent sleeping in (trying to recover from the day before). At the most, one chapter of the course reader is read. (5%)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Works rather well for me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3871348341698581091?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3871348341698581091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3871348341698581091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/click-on-image-to-enlarge.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKRC41SiWDI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ZWmkqXEYpVs/s72-c/100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4471183403272739817</id><published>2008-08-19T09:40:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-19T09:40:00.813+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An Open Letter to an Open Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="entry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You made me this way. Beneath all those twilight trances and inspiring dawns, somehow strands of those little mannerisms hung on to me. Beneath all those, I believed you. And you made me this way. Overexposed lomo pictures wouldn’t mean a thing without definition. Somehow, they’ll remain leaves of frozen time; not exactly frozen memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then, days will go by with me trusting no one so easily. Not so easily. I’ve learned the hard way, and it has somehow skewed my vision. Trust is absolute, &lt;strong&gt;trust no one&lt;/strong&gt;. Trust only those you’ve totally known. But what if those whom you most expected from turns out to be just the person who couldn’t be trusted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a web of lies and intricate deceit we’ve woven.  What a web of lies and deceit &lt;strong&gt;you’ve&lt;/strong&gt; woven for me.  You could believe me to be one of those broken toys left in the corner (forgotten and free to collect dust), but I’ve risen.  You underestimate me.  I’m sorry to say I’ve invested in the wrong kind of friend.  I thought it was you, but I guess I was wrong.  I am wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This has nothing to do with anyone you might know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just because only &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4471183403272739817?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4471183403272739817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4471183403272739817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/open-letter-to-open-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-335279248874857596</id><published>2008-08-18T09:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:36:00.218+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"People will always talk about you, especially when they envy you and the life you live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let them...you affected their lives, they didn't affect yours."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's called Inferiority Complex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-335279248874857596?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/335279248874857596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/335279248874857596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/people-will-always-talk-about-you.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3986427893536830411</id><published>2008-08-17T10:23:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-17T10:23:00.891+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dangerous Shampoos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What do all these shampoos have in common?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJuZMWrGcFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/OdOGZ5MrGA4/s1600-h/shampoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJuZMWrGcFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/OdOGZ5MrGA4/s200/shampoo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231943829644800082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sodium Lauryl Sulfate or SLS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All these shampoos use a chemical called SLS which is actually a floor cleaner. They are used so as to produce more foam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Imagine what a floor cleaner can do to your hair and scalp. It will damage the very roots of your scalp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look out for SLS in toothpaste too. We gotta use the ones which are free from this extremely harmful chemical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;**NOTE** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Type "SLS Free shampoo" or SLS Free toothpaste" in Google.com to get a list of companies selling safe products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank god I didn't buy Paul Mitchell last week,&lt;br /&gt;but instead settled for Tigi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3986427893536830411?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3986427893536830411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3986427893536830411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/dangerous-shampoos-what-do-all-these.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJuZMWrGcFI/AAAAAAAAAVs/OdOGZ5MrGA4/s72-c/shampoo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1748758304384923820</id><published>2008-08-16T15:57:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-16T16:12:26.285+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olympics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beijing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The Beijing Olympics did show a wonderful display of fireworks that lighted up the night sky at the opening ceremony. Even with just pictures I was awed with the variety of colors and explosions that lit up the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ0tRh8fhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_FSfeN_7fF8/s1600-h/olympic+rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ0tRh8fhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_FSfeN_7fF8/s200/olympic+rings.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234999938013494802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A few days after, a friend of mine sent an article about part of the fireworks being faked on tv. So those fireworks you saw? Not all of them were real. I can’t say anything about this because I can’t be certain. I hadn’t read an article that this was confirmed real or not, just the article that said some were faked. Although digitizing is already possible during this era, it would be disappointing if it were true that the fireworks were digitized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ0mPZNP2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/SzOPuaGznH8/s1600-h/lin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ0mPZNP2I/AAAAAAAAAW8/SzOPuaGznH8/s200/lin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234999817180888930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though not a big issue for me since I don’t care much to be bothered about it, I was a bit concerned when I read a news report in CNN’s website about a girl singing the song while China’s flag was paraded into the stadium was not sung by the girl herself but was just lip syncing it. The girl who lip synced is indeed cute compared to the girl who actually sang it but I was disappointed that this happened. Even though the girl who sang it said she was honored even if her voice was only heard because she took part of the event, I think it’s pretty insulting. For sure the girl who was seen by many lip syncing it will now be famous because of her performance, I feel that the girl whose voice was heard by many was robbed of an opportunity herself to be famous, tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the news report, click &lt;a title="Olympic girl seen but not heard" href="http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/08/12/oly.kids/index.html" target="_blank" onclick="pageTracker._trackPageview('/outgoing/edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/08/12/oly.kids/index.html?referer=http://wuhtevah.chitgoks.com/');"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1748758304384923820?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1748758304384923820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1748758304384923820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-olympics-did-show-wonderful.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKZ0tRh8fhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/_FSfeN_7fF8/s72-c/olympic+rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3249159266997022085</id><published>2008-08-16T10:17:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-16T15:39:25.775+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJuX6i-aPPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/f_WYKlCkoQw/s1600-h/blog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJuX6i-aPPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/f_WYKlCkoQw/s320/blog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231942424197741810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gilbert Arenas' unfinished pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gilbert Arenas has a million dollar pool? Hmmm...sounds crazy but if you have the money, why not? I wish I had one too LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;* The stone for the "mountain" cost nearly half a million dollars. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;* There are three different fish tanks, one going in the "grotto," one in the front hall, and one in the basement. Their normal retail price would have been about another half-million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;* The tank in the basement will have a recess with a couch in it so Gil can "relax and look up at the fish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh well, what can we do? If  each of us has a dream house, dream car, dream bag...perhaps this is his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dream pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/7363822695597038173-3249159266997022085?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3249159266997022085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3249159266997022085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/gilbert-arenas-unfinished-pool.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJuX6i-aPPI/AAAAAAAAAVk/f_WYKlCkoQw/s72-c/blog.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1373955482263443425</id><published>2008-08-15T10:04:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-15T10:04:00.478+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATR&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In a New York hospital, a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the men’s restroom, but it had always been occupied. A nurse noticed his predicament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;‘Sir’&lt;/span&gt;, she said, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;‘You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Each button was identified by letters: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WW&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WA&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;PP&lt;/span&gt;, and a red one labeled &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATR&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Who would know if he touched them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He couldn’t resist.. He pushed &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WW&lt;/span&gt;. Warm Water was sprayed gently upon his bottom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a nice feeling, he thought. Men’s restrooms don’t have nice things like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;WA&lt;/span&gt; button. Warm Air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When this stopped, he pushed the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;PP &lt;/span&gt;button. A large Powder Puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flower to this unbelievable pleasure.. The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn’t wait to push the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATR &lt;/span&gt;button which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next thing he knew, he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a nurse was staring down at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;‘What happened??’ he exclaimed. ‘The last thing I remember was pushing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATR&lt;/span&gt; button.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;‘The button &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATR &lt;/span&gt;is an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Automatic Tampon Remover&lt;/span&gt;. Your penis is under your pillow.’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MEN NEVER LISTEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1373955482263443425?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1373955482263443425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1373955482263443425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-is-atr-in-new-york-hospital.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2612359871170381770</id><published>2008-08-14T09:44:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-14T09:44:00.998+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what's the name of your game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case No. 1&lt;/span&gt;: You tell us one story, and you tell other another version of the same story (with a BIG difference in the versions, nonetheless). You go, "ssshh, sshhh, this is a secret, don't tell our friends that I'm telling you this," but we find out later that you've been baring your secrets to everybody all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case No. 2:&lt;/span&gt; You appear to be cultured and sanctimonious, but somehow, your actions and everyday deeds don't quite seem to add up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case No. 3:&lt;/span&gt; I always thought you were nice and sweet, but then again, I've also seen your "mean bitch" persona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case No. 4:&lt;/span&gt; Do you always have to look your dressed-to-the-nines, all-glammed-up, dirty-rich-girl, fashionista-extraordinaire look? Even if it's just to buy a bar of chocolate at the servo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Case No. 5:&lt;/span&gt; You can't seem to stand other noises that are not emitted by you. When other people start to enjoy themselves, you tell them to SHUT UP (with all the bitchy attitude you can muster); yet, you have an uncanny knack for advertising your mirth, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So to all you numbered cases:&lt;br /&gt;come now,&lt;br /&gt;pray tell,&lt;br /&gt;what's the name of your game?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7363822695597038173-2612359871170381770?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2612359871170381770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2612359871170381770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-name-of-your-game-case-no.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-5252089396256263727</id><published>2008-08-13T16:55:00.005+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-13T19:26:53.697+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A quick recap of a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPuuLCHdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7D0k1tmFHo8/s1600-h/DSC00329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPuuLCHdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7D0k1tmFHo8/s200/DSC00329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233903749788999122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up this morning to find that it was bloody foggy outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPu79bPbI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GFtKwTkR_6w/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPu79bPbI/AAAAAAAAAWc/GFtKwTkR_6w/s200/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233903753490021810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've never seen so much fog in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I don't even live on the Adelaide Hills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Visibility was probably 10m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPu8kt_0I/AAAAAAAAAWk/C_zEof2a_8U/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPu8kt_0I/AAAAAAAAAWk/C_zEof2a_8U/s200/DSC00326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233903753654828866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My little cone head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He 'accidentally' did a wee on my rug, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but with him looking at me like that (above) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't stay mad at him for long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f839a1084934c4c2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df839a1084934c4c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332460296%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D784B14B69C551547E64CD39826BDEC6B73B34AA7.B610E0A97290412073AFF47F48772D917B52F6D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df839a1084934c4c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFJ3EykiJ38yI-gLQEB-Bwh-U5h0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df839a1084934c4c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332460296%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D784B14B69C551547E64CD39826BDEC6B73B34AA7.B610E0A97290412073AFF47F48772D917B52F6D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df839a1084934c4c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFJ3EykiJ38yI-gLQEB-Bwh-U5h0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A video clip of Milo 'sleep-wagging' (wagging his tail in his sleep).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must've been dreaming of belly rubs. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPvKXMVRI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UE5bFo0slEQ/s1600-h/DSC00335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPvKXMVRI/AAAAAAAAAWs/UE5bFo0slEQ/s200/DSC00335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233903757356193042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gone are the days when I would be willing to spend AUSD92&lt;br /&gt;every two days for a bottle of Moet&amp;amp;Chandon Rose Imperial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheap champagne is the way to go now. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the one I bought last night for 10 bucks (above) was actually pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;Could hardly taste any alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-5252089396256263727?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=f839a1084934c4c2&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5252089396256263727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5252089396256263727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/quick-recap-of-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SKKPuuLCHdI/AAAAAAAAAWU/7D0k1tmFHo8/s72-c/DSC00329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1917055379553600598</id><published>2008-08-13T14:42:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:46:37.803+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so pissed off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the shared data folder i need to access for images is only available at C2-44 and C2-46. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;those two computer pools are booked for practicals the whole day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes...that's 9am through to 5.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;talk about wasting my time driving all the way to Uni on a non-lecture day thinking that i'll be in and out in a zip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;just in case you haven't noticed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this post is entirely in red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to express my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;life's unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1917055379553600598?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1917055379553600598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1917055379553600598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-pissed-off.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1843011096357443929</id><published>2008-08-13T09:42:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:50:20.550+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;are you important enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The opposite of love is not hate,&lt;/span&gt; but apathy. Hate is a by-product of love. So when you hate someone, you actually loved that person first, but then something went wrong, and the love you previously felt now turns to hate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;That said, let me state for the record that, no, I do not hate you. For me to hate you, you have to be important enough for me so I can love you first, and then hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So no, I do not hate you, because you are not important to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1843011096357443929?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1843011096357443929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1843011096357443929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/are-you-important-enough-opposite-of.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2431398649554730264</id><published>2008-08-12T13:40:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:50:04.295+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It feels strange to not have the bulky Twilight book with me. It is strange to see the book sprouting around on campus. The movie next year I believe will make it big. It would definitely be strange if it didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm having what's called a "Twilight withdrawal syndrome." It's self-diagnosed and completely...well strange. I devoured 1500+ pages over the past 2 weeks and now it just feels really weird not having the big novel in my bag. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After finishing the three books from the series, I'm not quite sure I want to read Breaking Dawn though I have the book with me now, but then again for closure's sake I will...just for closure's sake because the spoilers I've been hearing about have not been pretty. They were downright disturbing actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I would have preferred it ended the way it did with Eclipse...no more delving into the minds of the mythical creatures, no more Bella inflicting unnecessary pain on herself and those around her. Really, if people delve into the mind of "martyr" Edward, it will pretty much shatter his "perfect" image. I think I want to stick with the illusion of Edward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was telling Claire this afternoon about my problem with Edward Cullen. I like him and he makes me all flail-y (yes the only other book character that has made me flail-y would be Michael from the Princess Diaries series) but he's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; perfect. Too much of a martyr. Too much of a gentleman. Too gorgeous. Too much of everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But yes when the movie comes out, you'd be sure I'd still flail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's why I'm all for Jasper right now. "I choose Jasper because Edward's too perfect." That's what I told Claire this afternoon. And since I've loved the perky, enthusiastic Alice this is a perfect choice really. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jasper's pretty much in the background but I love his relationship with Alice. The whole never letting Alice fight thing in Eclipse was cute. The destined vampires. Just like Emmet and Rosalie. But they're even more in the background than these two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Bella...well Claire's right. She did start to annoy me especially since she started to become a "user" (as Claire said) in New Moon but then she got even more needy and clingy in Eclipse. I just realized how much I disliked needy people. The redeeming trait must be her stubbornness but I still can't help but be annoyed with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jacob...I know Renee loves (or used to love?) Jacob but as much as I dislike needy people, I despise those "assuming" ones who are overconfident with themselves even more.  I know he was hurting and he was trying to fight the losing battle but dude not too much of an ego. He was seriously making Edward look like a saint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a strange, strange series but I enjoyed it thoroughly and I have even more thoughts about the love triangle that is Edward-Bella-Jacob but my eyes are about to give out and I'm really exhausted. Off to bed for a nap now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2431398649554730264?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2431398649554730264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2431398649554730264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-feels-strange-to-not-have-bulky.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-6737173556817343541</id><published>2008-08-12T11:36:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-12T11:36:00.345+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo7YFq9Z_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/V0xQQ7DyGjw/s1600-h/csi_ny_iso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo7YFq9Z_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/V0xQQ7DyGjw/s200/csi_ny_iso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231559202169513970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Death by Orgasm.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was watching an episode of CSI: NY last night where they find the corpse of a teenage girl propped in a peculiar position. She was seated, frozen stiff, with her fingers clenching onto the table and her toes tensely pressing on her white, platform flip-flops. Her head faced the ceiling, her eyes were shut, and her mouth was propped open in making an 'O'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first autopsy of the body, they concluded that the victim's cause of death was that of an orgasm. Following further investigation, they found out that she was taking some sort of compound that enhances your sexuality and all that stuff -in simpler terms, she took some drug that makes her climax easier.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, funny, gross but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REAL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are actual cases of people who die of an orgasm. Most of which are of those whose hearts have gone weak. When we reach our peak, our hearts pump faster than normal, in the case of these people, their hearts, because they are very weak, are incapable of it so an artery or something just breaks or malfunctions and they just die. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Many cases are that of dirty old men sneaking around with their mistresses. I guess we can say that's their karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sad as it is, I still cannot help but laugh about it. So they pursue their vile deed of an adulterated relationship, strive to reach heaven, reach heaven, then wake up in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll stop now. But fuck, can you just imagine the horrid scene? And the partners? Geez louise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, sad, disgusting, filthy, wacky, tacky and true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-6737173556817343541?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6737173556817343541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6737173556817343541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/death-by-orgasm.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo7YFq9Z_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/V0xQQ7DyGjw/s72-c/csi_ny_iso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4933898040429493357</id><published>2008-08-11T11:40:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-11T11:40:00.797+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who's to Blame?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how you can only completely remove sticky tacks off the wall by rolling a sticky tack on it? And how you can remove nail polish without using nail polish remover by applying nail polish on it then wiping it off while it's still wet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a pretty similar process on how our emotions are manifested.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's in our nature to blame our joy, our pains and our wrath on others but if you just pause and take a close look at it, the reason for these sentiments is actually our own selves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laugh because we want to laugh. We cry because we want to cry. We get mad because we want to get mad. We feel such way because we DECIDED to do so. We are hurt by people because we allowed them to make us feel hurt. When someone gives you a foul comment, we feel insulted but can't we just laugh it off and feel happy?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are walking on this long path that is our life. Each obstacle has a set of paths to choose from. It is WE who choose to be happy, to be sad and to simply feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying that these people have absolutely nothing to do with our feelings. In fact, it is they who influence the way we should feel; the final decision is just up to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is my point here? I'm just saying, the only way to save ourselves from depression is we, ourselves. You can't solely rely on someone else to wipe off your tears and replace your frown with a smile - you have to do that yourself because you are the only one who can do it completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it doesn't mean that you should refuse the help of others. If you can't do it yourself at all, then by all means necessary, ask for help from someone you trust will guide you to the right path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In the end though, it is always YOU who makes the final decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4933898040429493357?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4933898040429493357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4933898040429493357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/whos-to-blame-you-know-how-you-can-only.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-6880416261784926249</id><published>2008-08-10T11:36:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:36:00.634+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a ray of inspirational sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo8xlcteXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/BIFfUKYOG1I/s1600-h/ray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo8xlcteXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/BIFfUKYOG1I/s200/ray.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231560739708041586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, I've been trying to get me that elusive ray of inspirational sunshine the whole day today. Several thoughts bounced in and out of my mind: some mildly interesting, some eyebrow-raising, some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;blah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But since it's a Sunday (as if that's an excuse), and I'm feeling laaaazy, I thought I'd just post here the list of what my topic for this post might have been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my fav tv shows, and why i like them (i'm hooked to FoxTel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do social networking sites encourage stalker behaviour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do women find it hard to like other women?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what could be the story behind this &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/am_i_radj/2442833693/"&gt;single-finned sea turtle&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do some people (read: ME) have an irrational, gripping fear of all things paranormal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;am i really envious of my boyfriend's iPhone? if so, can my LG Prada appease this envy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why haven't i showered yet? (ewwww!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's my list. I might explore/write about these topics one by one later on; I might not. In the meantime, if in the future you find yourself getting stuck in the corner between writer's block and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://thenonist.com/index.php/weblog/permalink/a_nonist_public_service_pamphlet/"&gt;blog depression&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; avenue, feel free to write about any of the topics I just listed, but don't forget to leave me a link to your story/post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hear what you've got to say!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know the boyfriend will say I'm sour-graping, again.&lt;br /&gt;But, whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-size: 85%; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-6880416261784926249?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6880416261784926249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6880416261784926249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/ray-of-inspirational-sunshine.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo8xlcteXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/BIFfUKYOG1I/s72-c/ray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8959220764067370371</id><published>2008-08-09T19:14:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-09T19:20:17.371+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ1nLemK5UI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0ZB-NR3z-B8/s1600-h/breakingdawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ1nLemK5UI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0ZB-NR3z-B8/s200/breakingdawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232451788963767618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally! The release of the 4th Twilight series, Breaking Dawn! It took so long...it almost pushed me to my breaking point! haha I heard the book was selling like hot pancakes worldwide...nice. The news says the publisher initially printed 3.2 million copies, but then they had to reprint 500,000 more so that supply would suffice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good thing I had mine reserved weeks ago at Borders. Going to go get the book tomorrow. The book's approx. 700 pages long. Should take me about 3 days to finish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8959220764067370371?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8959220764067370371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8959220764067370371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally-release-of-4th-twilight-series.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ1nLemK5UI/AAAAAAAAAWM/0ZB-NR3z-B8/s72-c/breakingdawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4156269268023138187</id><published>2008-08-09T00:30:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-09T13:47:45.561+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ0Jf88aelI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cRZytpRzcSk/s1600-h/beijing2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ0Jf88aelI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cRZytpRzcSk/s200/beijing2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232348786614499922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm sitting here in front of my laptop, three hours into the Beijing 2008 opening ceremony, absolutely blown away by all the spectacular colours and atmosphere even though I'm only watching it on tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Though I'm not exactly a fan of LeeHom, the lyrics to his Olympic song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; are transpiring hopes of a better future for mankind. Yeah, everything is fine, everything is perfect, but is it really? Both lyrics and music are enchanting and inspiring as I said, but unfortunately we shouldn't forget about Tibet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The Chinese deserve to hold the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt; Olympics,  not q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;uest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;ions about it! What I'm questioning is the communist party on power. Ultimately, they shouldn't benefit from this worldwide event, because that will transcend from the real meaning of the modern Olympic Games. These Olympics in all probability will be, the most contested &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;Olympics in the modern Olympics' history, but in the other hand it will be the most magnificent Olympics ever held, if everything goes smoothly as planned by the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt; B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;eijing regime. Throughout the Olympics torch traveling around the world, the torch itself has met many protesters with their persisting voices of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;boycotting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;China's Olympics, but Beijing hasn't wavered an inch from reaching its final destination: to take the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;Olympics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;torch into the city of Lhasa (capital of Tibet), and at the very end Beijing made with this a symbolic gesture as a proclamation to the entire world "Tibet is and will be part of China forever."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;What a sad conclusion for Tibetans. Their hopes h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;ave been crushed by the Olympic spirit and by the nation's economic interests! Does it end here? No, I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;n't think so. Humanity has always rebounded (in one way or another) from injustice, and Tibe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;t with its people will too. Maybe, it will take time, lots of time, but eventually they will. In the end, all kind of dictatorships have been defeated and Beijing's communist party won't be any different. They will be crush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;ed by humanity's history and judgment. Nothing is forever, no empire has lasted for good, and Beijing's despotic regime will eventually have the same fate as the Soviet Empire, ostracized from history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;A little bit of the Olympics' history from &lt;a href="http://wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;The International Olympic Committee was founded in 1894 on the initiative of a French nobleman, Pierre Frédy, Baron de Coubertin. The fir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;st of the IOC's Olympic Games were the 1896 Summer Olympics, held in Athens, Greece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ0G75hVPmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/a_8w9KL0OXo/s1600-h/olympic+rings.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ0G75hVPmI/AAAAAAAAAV8/a_8w9KL0OXo/s320/olympic+rings.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232345968197058146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" id="fullpost"  &gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;The 5 rings Olympic's logo was designed by Ba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;ron Pierre de Coubertin, founder of the modern Olympic Games, in 1913, and it represent the continents of the Americas (North and South), Australia, Europe, Africa, and Asia. The rings are interlaced to show the coming together or meeting of the continents at the Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let the games begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" id="fullpost" &gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On a more personal note,&lt;br /&gt;I want to emphasize that I have nothing personal against the Chinese people.&lt;br /&gt;I admire their culture and their history.&lt;br /&gt;China is a great nation with great people that has contributed to the our history a lot.&lt;br /&gt;My argument is with those in charge of China's destiny&lt;br /&gt;who are hampering ideas and the progress&lt;br /&gt;of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;proud nation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4156269268023138187?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4156269268023138187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4156269268023138187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/im-sitting-here-in-front-of-my-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJ0Jf88aelI/AAAAAAAAAWE/cRZytpRzcSk/s72-c/beijing2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-6299330475122471254</id><published>2008-08-09T00:01:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:34:22.979+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo6ZdgCp3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/jt0utT4uKWg/s1600-h/PIC_0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo6ZdgCp3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/jt0utT4uKWg/s200/PIC_0190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231558126234412914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's Genetic!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost everyday, our parents will always have something to complain about our attitude. From the way we leave certain items lying around the house, to the way we speak to them: yes, they always have something to complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'd constantly reprimand us, telling us to be more responsible, more respectful and such; and all we could do is sit/stand, with our heads bent down, facing the ground, hands on our laps/backs, tracing the floorboards/tiles with the big toe of our right foot... We are helpless and can't argue further. We can't really say anything because they will always have something to throw back at us.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we take a good look at it, the reason for our actions is THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not the way we are if it weren't for our dear ol' parents; and you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;it's genetic&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe how they are when they are unconscious. When they are caught off guard, you find them committing mistakes we kids would commit -they just refuse to admit it because they're our parents: our role models, the authorities.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friends, when things start heating up between you and your parents, just tell them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;It's Genetic!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. It'll piss the hell out of them but it'll shut them up and make them reflect on themselves and you. I can't guarantee any improvements with your relationship, it's just a matter of opening up and breaking that 'parental barrier'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to have uptight parents. At our age, we have to be best friends with them not pet &amp;amp; owner or commander and soldier, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;They love us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They just don't know how to handle us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-6299330475122471254?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6299330475122471254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/6299330475122471254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-genetic-almost-everyday-our-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SJo6ZdgCp3I/AAAAAAAAAU8/jt0utT4uKWg/s72-c/PIC_0190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-3170099895285426174</id><published>2008-08-03T22:46:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:46:00.862+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Experiments and Misadventures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tuesday night&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was just the second day of school and I was completely worn out.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I entered my home and put down my bag on kitchen bench. I went straight to the study room.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sat down on my desk and tried to organize my thoughts despite the spinning sensation I felt, but my mind betrayed me as it shut down and I subconsciously walked to the other room I've claimed my own, and headed straight for the bed.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I concluded one day that I was tired of cramming and sleeping late, and I decided to take action.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For a weekend, I did what I had to which was to &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;procrastinate.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Armed with no form of nicotine whatsoever (which is my form of caffeine-another habit I’m trying to &lt;em&gt;change&lt;/em&gt;), I was able to accomplish everything I had to in a span of a day. And it was just &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;. I didn’t put off anything last weekend and to tell you honestly, &lt;em&gt;I didn’t like it at all. &lt;/em&gt;It left me absolutely bored and frantic come &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sunday evening&lt;/span&gt; to the point that I’ve already pestered the bf and the puppies  at home (not that I think the puppies minded one bit-in fact I think they loved the extra attention), and still, I was bored. Procrastination and I mesh so well together, I don’t think I can live without it. And I guess, that’s just how the night and I go together too.&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This week has been a series of experimentation and misadventures. I tried sleeping early, which meant getting shut eye before the clock struck 11 — and it honestly did me no good. &lt;span&gt;It’s totally contradicting how &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tuesday night&lt;/span&gt; was a result of my sleeping early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt like I was one of those rehab patients (not that I know anyone to base this on...but it just really &lt;em&gt;felt&lt;/em&gt; like it), constantly looking for something, for their little drug that satiated their needs. I was fidgety and restless and it seemed that the only side my bed had was the bad side. I always found myself longing for sleep during classes, therefore breaks in between tutorials were allotted to compensating for my drowsiness. &lt;strong&gt;It was hell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So now, I’m back to my old procrastinating, nocturnal self. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life has been good.&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mahatma Gandhi once said, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You must be the change you want to see in the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.” And I did, I became that change I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I wanted — but in the end, I learned it wasn’t exactly what I wanted to see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;was the time I slept late again, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; held a lot for me – like a handful of sermons from lecturers at uni, Thursday being my most full-on day.  It didn’t matter though.  At least I stayed awake for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-3170099895285426174?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3170099895285426174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/3170099895285426174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/08/experiments-and-misadventures.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1867387178315014825</id><published>2008-07-31T12:48:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-07-31T12:48:00.284+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He asks, "When will the shelves arrive?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;...Erm...4 days ago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I keep meaning to write a post about &lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;men and vision&lt;/strong&gt;. Did you know that studies have shown that men REALLY don’t have eyes for certain types of details?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I weren’t in such a panic over this paper I have to send in by Friday, I’d research it right now and link you to a great article on this fascinating topic. BUT, for now, trust me (and overlook the fact that I’m no doctor and barely know a thing about men or marriage)–&lt;strong style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: normal;"&gt;men can’t visually perceive the same details women do&lt;/strong&gt;. In fact, basically, I think one could say it this way: &lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men can’t visually perceive details&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. This is why when they vacuum, it looks like no one has vacuumed. Same reason as when they beam with pride after fixing dinner despite the grease dripping from the kitchen ceiling and smushed food crap all over the floor–&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;it’s not that messes don’t bother men; it goes a little deeper–&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;they can’t even see the messes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ANYWAY, Saturday last weekend we headed to IKEA to get ourselves a bookcase/shelf to get all my uni readers from last semester off the already crowded study, coffee and dining table (yes, that's how much I have to read in one semester) and make way for new readers starting next week. We had to get the shelves delivered because it was just too long/big to fit into our car (a Lexus ES300). &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;We’ve had our wonderful new shelves for well over a week now which I assembled all by myself. It would take years before the bf would get round to assembling it if I had relied on him to assemble it. They are beautiful and I LOVE them sooooo much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Several days ago, &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I mentioned to the bf that we’d gotten the shelves. Granted, this was a quick conversation, and he seemed preoccupied&lt;/strong&gt;. But whatever. We’re busy, as you probably are–there’s just not always time for hour-long updates about stuff like furniture. Also note that the shelves are in a separate room, the study. But the study is where I spend most of the night in and the bf does walk in and out throughout the night to say hello. And I always leave the study door open so the bf could get a look even when he came home (still very late). Not to mention, all of the junk (books, DVD covers) that had been under the coffee table suddenly disappeared because it went onto our beautiful new shelves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, after literally 3-4 days of me beaming over our new shelves, the bf texts me, “So, did they deliver the shelves yet?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;For those of you who understand Hokkien,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;KEK SI!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1867387178315014825?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1867387178315014825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1867387178315014825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/he-asks-when-will-shelves-arrive.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4627322618736905010</id><published>2008-07-30T10:08:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-07T09:16:36.366+09:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;For every rule, there is an exemption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once read this in &lt;a href="http://www.chickensoup.com/"&gt;Chicken Soup for the Soul&lt;/a&gt; when I was in high school. Lost track of when exactly, but this kinda stuck on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten Rules for Being Human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;by Cherie Carter-Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;1. You will receive a body. You may like it or hate it, but it's yours to keep for the entire period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2. You will learn lessons. You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called "life".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;3. There are no mistakes, only lessons. Growth is a process of trial, error, and experimentation. The "failed" experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiments that ultimately "work".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4. Lessons are repeated until they are learned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. When yo have learned it, you can go on to the next lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;5. Learning lessons does not end. There's no part of life that doesn't contain its lessons. If you're alive, that means there are still lessons to be learned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;6. "There" is no better place than "here". When your "there" has become a "here", you will simply obtain another "there" that will again look better than "here".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;7. Other people are merely mirrors of you. You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects to you something you love or hate about yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;8. What you make of your life is up to you. You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;9. Your answers lie within you. The answers to life's questions lie within you. All you need to do is look, listen, and trust. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10. You will forget all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4627322618736905010?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4627322618736905010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4627322618736905010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-every-rule-there-is-exemption.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4110648329640060605</id><published>2008-07-28T10:32:00.000+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:39.559+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWUIlsKQGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gwPsQRRaJ4Y/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWUIlsKQGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gwPsQRRaJ4Y/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225745817910526050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ThatOfLove.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="entry"&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On top of the lighthouse we feel the breeze caress the very essence of our humanity. The wind cascades down our emotions as we stare longingly at the vast ocean that stretches before us. Miles and miles of water beneath us. Who are we? What are we? Looking up at velvet sky we see a great expanse of nothingness with meaningless flaws. We drown in the world. We drown without a fight, knowing neither time nor space could save us. This inevitable process of dying into the world heightens our spirits with the will to live. Yet, have we found the answers to our existence? Debatable. Never just a fact. Never finite. We liken our lives to those of the noble. Only we never really dive to the very meaning of their works. We’re a push pin wanting to belong to the corkboard of socialites. Our superficiality has given as a feigned notion of reality. Clouded visions have deliberately guided us to the labyrinth of known comfort and selfishness. We have forgotten the immensity of love. Of charity and faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This love that people tend to talk about nowadays is tainted. The love that we know today is so exclusive. The world now revolves around two people. Time stops. They say they know love. They say it’s the greatest feeling ever — the one where you can sing in the wrong key and you won’t care. Because your beloved is there. But I say, you know not of love. Not when you haven’t shared it with the world, not when you haven’t turned your exclusiveness into one that could save lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The world now trembles in the hands of those who have known to love only exclusively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4110648329640060605?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4110648329640060605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4110648329640060605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/thatoflove.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWUIlsKQGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/gwPsQRRaJ4Y/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-1123255392700494001</id><published>2008-07-27T10:01:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:39.708+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;When sorry is just not right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHe7fPGjrI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pIUUmyVKvXE/s1600-h/sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHe7fPGjrI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pIUUmyVKvXE/s200/sorry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224702156304977586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1. Never apologize for pursuing what makes you happy. Even if you need to quit your job, transfer schools, or move across country, always do what you really want.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Never apologize for using proper English. Keeping it real doesn't mean speaking Ebonics.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Never apologize for giving your best in a relationship that just didn't work out.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Never apologize for being successful. Only haters want to keep you at their level.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Never apologize for crying. Wear waterproof mascara and express yourself.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Never apologize for the ten pounds you need to lose. People who truly care about you will accept you as you are.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Never apologize for being frugal. Just because you save your money instead of blowing it on the latest fashion emergency doesn't mean you're cheap.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Don't apologize for being a single mum. Babies are a blessing.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Never apologize for treating yourself to something special. Sometimes you have to show yourself some appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Never apologize for leaving an abusive relationship. Your safety should always be a priority.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Never apologize for keeping the ring even if you did not get married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12. Never apologize for setting high standards in a relationship. You know what you can tolerate and what simply gets on your nerves.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Never apologize for saying NO.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Never apologize for asking for what you want in bed. If you don't, then who will?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Never apologize for wearing a weave or braids. You bought it so it's yours.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Never apologize to your new friends about old friends. There's a reason she's been your girl from day one.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Never apologize for ordering dessert or more than one dessert.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Never apologize for dating outside your race. Just because you found Mr. Right across the color line doesn't mean you don't love your brothers.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Never apologize for demanding respect. You are to always be treated as a queen.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Never apologize for not knowing how to cook. Even if you can't burn it like grandma, you know how to order good take out. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Never apologize for your taste in clothes. It's your style.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Never apologize for changing your mind, it is your prerogative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;23. Never apologize for making a decision from your heart, even if others don't agree. You have to live with the consequences not them.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Never apologize for making more money than your man, you work hard and you deserve to get paid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;25. Never apologize for being you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**NOTE**&lt;/span&gt; A little something mum forwarded to my inbox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-1123255392700494001?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1123255392700494001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/1123255392700494001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/when-sorry-is-just-not-right.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHe7fPGjrI/AAAAAAAAATQ/pIUUmyVKvXE/s72-c/sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8119853591084183469</id><published>2008-07-26T11:10:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:39.882+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever notice when you blow in a dog's face, she gets mad at you. But when you take her for a car ride, she sticks her head out of the window?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIqAsRz0S_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/iB_1-KcibFc/s1600-h/20080725_171213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIqAsRz0S_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/iB_1-KcibFc/s320/20080725_171213.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227131815700220914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Molly, is one of those dogs who enjoys feeling the wind in her hair (If only we had a convertible haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when me or the bf starts blowing in her face, she gets her knickers in a twist and tries to snap at our noses (her aiming's pretty good too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we all know, if Molly's not happy, she won't even hesitate for a second to show the whole world exactly that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born a drama queen, just like her mom (maybe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8119853591084183469?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8119853591084183469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8119853591084183469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/ever-notice-when-you-blow-in-dogs-face.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIqAsRz0S_I/AAAAAAAAAU0/iB_1-KcibFc/s72-c/20080725_171213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-8349254376389274426</id><published>2008-07-26T10:32:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:40.075+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ZERO SCHMEERO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHYwI_8lfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eSptHutP1mI/s1600-h/2346923951_dabcfc5381_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHYwI_8lfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eSptHutP1mI/s200/2346923951_dabcfc5381_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224695364287501810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because we need to be reminded of the fact that we are indeed human.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be understanding. I try to be discreet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to be innately good most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not because people require me to do so, but because sometimes it actually feels good to do that random act of kindness jamboree. I wear no halo, no concealed wings on my back either. But there's this evil in me I struggle to veil every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not like saying things when I'm in rage, it brings further complication and regret. Tonight though, that slipped.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cancer-sticks. No alcohol. Just pizza, nachos, and a glass full of banana shake. It is all I need to boost my morale and step up for that one tiny thing I've been trying to reach since god knows when. There's a time for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, I've decided to rest and have a full blown sleep. Just like that of Tuesday. I'm throwing that caution to Pluto. Now I move on to a brighter side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too much of something is bad enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too much of nothing is just as tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-8349254376389274426?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8349254376389274426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/8349254376389274426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/zero-schmeero.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHYwI_8lfI/AAAAAAAAAS4/eSptHutP1mI/s72-c/2346923951_dabcfc5381_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-226166603948163404</id><published>2008-07-26T09:18:00.003+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:40.260+10:30</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIppKjpj-RI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xojB1aOb7uc/s1600-h/sims2-lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIppKjpj-RI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xojB1aOb7uc/s200/sims2-lrg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227105947606055186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am waiting ever so patiently for The Sims 2 + expansion packs to finish downloading (hopefully by 4pm today). I think it has around 8 expansion packs if I'm not wrong, so it's a rather big 8.83Gb file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been playing Sims2 for about a year now and Shan's post made me itch to build mansions with unlimited money (thank god for whoever invented cheats!). As I've mentioned before, I do get obsessed easily so I really can't wait for the download + install to finish; the download's running at 193kb/s now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up BitTorrent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-226166603948163404?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/226166603948163404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/226166603948163404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-waiting-ever-so-patiently-for-sims.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIppKjpj-RI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xojB1aOb7uc/s72-c/sims2-lrg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-7043497051902486064</id><published>2008-07-25T10:30:00.006+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:40.349+10:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Be confused. Be very confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIG7ZgZxhdI/AAAAAAAAASg/xH-mqg433XU/s1600-h/tacks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIG7ZgZxhdI/AAAAAAAAASg/xH-mqg433XU/s200/tacks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224663089595647442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried and I still am trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see this one coming or maybe I did turn a blind eye to it. I never wanted it to be this way. I've always pictured having a harmonious scenario when it comes to this. For a moment there it felt like nothing can go wrong and it seems that PERFECT is not just a work anymore. Days pass, months...slowly,it started to change and so does everything else. Some started to shatter and the bliss i once knew started to drift away. I have endured this for months, I kept believing that it's going to change and soon everything will be back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost hope, I'm not gonna lie. I was on the verge of giving up. I was there. Fate was waiting for me to jump. The wind is pushing my foot to step forward but I didn't. I stayed. Through it all, I stayed because I have faith. I believed. I'm having episodes. I'm not entertaining the thought but it haunts me. I DON'T WANT TO BE IN IT. It will be totally different with missing pieces. It wouldn't make much sense. Heck, it woudn't at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting. The devils in my head are creeping into the veins of my emotions. I won't let them win. I won't let them in. Let the good and bad collide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE is HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-7043497051902486064?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7043497051902486064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/7043497051902486064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/be-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIG7ZgZxhdI/AAAAAAAAASg/xH-mqg433XU/s72-c/tacks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2158376203550530270</id><published>2008-07-24T22:12:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:40.615+10:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sophie Kinsella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Equinox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can you keep a secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='review'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael White'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Winter Book Review.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not the kind of book review your teacher's at high school used to tell you to write. Here are another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; of my winter best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWQKwhawoI/AAAAAAAAAT4/uliJA1eWARQ/s1600-h/eq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWQKwhawoI/AAAAAAAAAT4/uliJA1eWARQ/s320/eq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225741457131487874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;EQUINOX by Michael White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A brutal murder. A three-hundred-year conspiracy. A deadly secret.&lt;/em&gt; Equinox is a riveting story of Laura Niven as tries to find a muse to her mystery thriller novels. As she trudges down the lanes of her past life in Oxford, she soon finds herself more intricately wrapped-up in a real life murder case of sliced up throats and missing organs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equinox didn’t really satisfy my craving for page-turning. In fact, it reminded me of an all too familiar plot of an all too famous bestselling author — Dan Brown. Even the cover reminded me of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.danbrown.com/novels/angels_demons/plot.html" target="_blank"&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;Truth be told, I already&lt;em&gt; predicted &lt;/em&gt;the ending based on Dan Brown’s repetitive plot. The novel’s point of view held similar characteristics to Dan Brown’s novels too. Setting the Dan Brown controversy aside, this book is quite a good read. It can satisfy your shallow craving for thrill, but it will never satisfy the hardcore. It’s historical references were quite dull too. Sorry Michael White, but you just didn’t pass my review. &lt;strong  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; 2/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWQLFmngII/AAAAAAAAAUA/jTDGIRxIgYI/s1600-h/can.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWQLFmngII/AAAAAAAAAUA/jTDGIRxIgYI/s320/can.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225741462790439042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;CAN YOU KEEP A SECRET? by Sophie Kinsella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emma Corrigan is your typical struggling-to-be-promoted junior marketing executive with a fear of flying. Once she gets on board a plane after quite the disastrous meeting, she begins to panic as the plane hits turbulence. Due to her panic, she begins spilling her innermost secrets about her work and her G-strings to a complete stranger. How lucky was she to find out that this complete stranger is actually the CEO of the company she works for! So much for that promotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sophie Kinsella, renowned for her chick lit series &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, has once again captured the hearts of the happy-go-lucky with this almost “sitcom” novel. An easy read, this is perfect for relaxing and getting a kick out off others’ misfortune. Probably a great read when you have nothing better to do, when you’re having a lazy day on the beach or when you just need a good stress-reliever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rating:&lt;/strong&gt; 4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2158376203550530270?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2158376203550530270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2158376203550530270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/winter-book-review.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIWQKwhawoI/AAAAAAAAAT4/uliJA1eWARQ/s72-c/eq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-4518427563831004504</id><published>2008-07-24T08:00:00.001+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:29:38.517+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Olive Riley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oldest blogger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Australia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"World's oldest blogger" dies in Australia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how far behind I am when it comes to local news. I buy the papers every couple of days with the motive of keeping up with the news (which is supposed to benefit me in my writing). However, it's only on Sunday that I get the chance to sit down on the lounge and browse through for interesting articles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SYDNEY (AFP) - An Australian woman described as the world's oldest Internet blogger has died at the age of 108 after posting a final message about singing "a happy song" in her nursing home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olive Riley "passed away peacefully on July 12 and will be mourned by thousands of Internet friends and hundreds of descendants and other relatives," a note on her website said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley had posted more than 70 entries on her blog from Woy Woy on the east coast since February last year, sharing her thoughts on modern life and her experiences living through the entire 20th century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in the outback town of Broken Hill (SA) on October 20 1899, she lived through two world wars and raised three children while doing various jobs, including ranch cook and barmaid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In her final post on June 26, she wrote: "I can't believe I've been here in this nursing home for more than a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "How the days have flown, even though I've been in bed most of the time. I still feel weak, and can't shake off that bad cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; "Penny, who's in the next bed to mine, had a visit one day this week from her daughter, who's a professional singer. Guess what happened! She and I sang a happy song, as I do every day, and before long we were joined by several nurses, who sang along too. It was quite a concert!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;               Riley's blog, initially on &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/afp/wl_asia_afp/storytext/lifestyleaustraliainternetblogging/28223632/SIG=111ckcer5/*http://www.allaboutolive.com.au"&gt;&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1216013670_1"&gt;www.allaboutolive.com.au&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and more recently at http://worldsoldestblogger.blogspot.com, was "mind-blowing to her," her great-grandson Darren Stone said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;               "She had people communicating with her from as far away as &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1216013670_2"&gt;Russia&lt;/span&gt; and America on a continual basis, not just once in a while," he told the national AAP news agency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;               "She enjoyed the notoriety -- it kept her mind fresh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080714/wl_asia_afp/lifestyleaustraliainternetblogging"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-4518427563831004504?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4518427563831004504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/4518427563831004504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/worlds-oldest-blogger-dies-in-australia.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-5949386152924460029</id><published>2008-07-23T14:44:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:40.743+10:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yahoo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The benefit of reading Yahoo! updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHbnmMEa6I/AAAAAAAAATA/x4Lmcp-U-ZY/s1600-h/sugar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHbnmMEa6I/AAAAAAAAATA/x4Lmcp-U-ZY/s320/sugar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224698516039035810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Simply because I do enjoy food a lot and am currently trying to go on a very strict diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the countless number of scrumptious food surrounding us, it's really quite hard to tell which is healthy, and which is just a plain tasty treat. I am guilty of ignoring nutrients and ingredients of the food I put in my mouth. In my 20 years of living, I have experienced the infinite number of diets that has surfaced this superficial world. Well, my body could do without some fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Did you know that yogurt can actually pass for dessert rather than a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"healthy snack"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; because of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;too much sugar&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I for one did not know that. I'm affected though. I enjoy them. Thanks to Nestl&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;é&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;6 Diet Busters: Healthy-Sounding Foods That Really Aren’t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon this article a while ago at the beginning of my holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://shine.yahoo.com/channel/health/6-diet-busters-healthy-sounding-foods-that-really-aren-t-171837/"&gt;Read entire article here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Energy bars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Couldn't care less. I hardly ever eat them :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Granola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Same goes here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Salads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love green leafy salads! So, salads having 580 calories, 30 grams fat, 7 grams saturated fat is a complete shock to me. That's like having a Double Cheeseburger from McDonald's!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. Smoothies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its fruit, it's healthy, until you swirl it with 69 grams of sugar. Freshly-squeezed juices is still the best option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;5. Sushi Rolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While some treat sushi as their comfort food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; *ahem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; some on the other hand do not fancy the 500 calories and 16 grams of fat come with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. Yogurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The sugar removes the nutrition in this snack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sugar! Sugar is the antagonist after all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Into the bin goes all my yogurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-5949386152924460029?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5949386152924460029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/5949386152924460029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/benefit-of-reading-yahoo-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIHbnmMEa6I/AAAAAAAAATA/x4Lmcp-U-ZY/s72-c/sugar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-2283691192704285835</id><published>2008-07-23T12:09:00.004+09:30</published><updated>2008-08-15T15:30:20.829+09:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timetable'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE, I HATE, I HATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; this semester's timetable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6pm-8pm: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Creative and Feature Writing for the Media&lt;/span&gt;-Seminar&lt;br /&gt;(Classes at night in the middle of winter??? Are you fucking crazy???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wednesday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3pm-4pm: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Professional &amp;amp; Technical Writing&lt;/span&gt;-Lecture&lt;br /&gt;(Have to drive all the way to uni for just ONE HOUR of lecture-with petrol prices hitting AUSD1.73/litre, HOW AWESOME IS THAT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am-11am: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Digital Illustration Design&lt;/span&gt;-Practical&lt;br /&gt;11am-1pm: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Professional &amp;amp; Technical Writing&lt;/span&gt;-Tutorial&lt;br /&gt;2pm-4pm: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Advanced Desktop Publishing Layout &amp;amp; Design&lt;/span&gt;-Practical&lt;br /&gt;(Now, this to me is a very packed day. Not looking forward to Thursdays, EVER!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess having &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mondays and Fridays off&lt;/span&gt; make up for the shitty timetable I got this semester. All thanks to me for procrastinating and enrolling in classes &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LATER&lt;/span&gt; than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*NOTE*&lt;/span&gt; I just realized that my uni contact hours are only &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;9 hours a week&lt;/span&gt;! Just like last semester! Haha! How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my course to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;No exams&lt;/span&gt; some more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7363822695597038173-2283691192704285835?l=dedailyblah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2283691192704285835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7363822695597038173/posts/default/2283691192704285835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dedailyblah.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-hate-i-hate-i-hate-this-semesters.html' title=''/><author><name>★xi0m4r4★</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16526566038230968024</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SIcAeHxkVUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/dwXAIJEfxF0/S220/eleanor.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7363822695597038173.post-9172501976611479408</id><published>2008-07-23T03:36:00.002+09:30</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:00:40.967+10:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Molly'/><title type='text'></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/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SISC8r8iydI/AAAAAAAAATg/j1-5orSwNyg/s1600-h/20080308_204512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Om6Dt06ZJEE/SISC8r8iydI/AAAAAAAAATg/j1-5orSwNyg/s320/20080308_204512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225445446757042642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Molly @ 8 weeks (sleeping like an angel).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;blockquote  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Poor sleep has a price. Millions of individuals struggle to stay alert at home, in school, on the job - and on the road. Tragically, fatigue contributes to more than 100,000 police-reported highway crashes, causing 71,000 injuries and 1,500 deaths each year in the United States alone.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;– A statement from the &lt;a href="http://sleepfoundation.org/"&gt;Sleep Foundation&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;The average life span of a human in our society today is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;66 years&lt;/span&gt;. The optimal sleeping time set by scientists and doctors all over the world is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;8 hours per day&lt;/span&gt; – that means, in an ideal reality, we should get 190080 hours of sleep. That’s also equal to sleeping for 7920 days straight—almost &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;33% of our lives&lt;/span&gt;! Sadly or thankfully – depending on how you see it, our world ain’t any Utopia. We don’t live in an ideal world – we don’t live in a perfect world. A lot of people don’t get to sleep and poor sleep has a price.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are not ignorant of the fact that there are men every day in business suits generating each and every denomination of money there ever was. We aren’t oblivious to the fact that there are students just like you and me fussing over the ala-Empire State building stack of projects and requirements (&lt;em&gt;that we usually do deliberately at the last minute&lt;/em&gt;) our tutors ask us to do. All these hullabaloo that we’re all oh-so-deeply immersed in, usually sends us to a completely alternate universe. Well, maybe not completely, but alien enough to make our minds forget about time, and forget our sleeping times. We are all so caught up in the importance of getting that promotion (for those who are working) or needing that mark (a HD grade on a project) so badly (for the students) since it’s practically dictated by our society that these things are essential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though, it is true these are crucial, &lt;strong style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;we tend to forget the &lt;em&gt;equally vital&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We disregard the other side of life. The side where we actually have to live as the normal animals that nature has dictated us to be. As I’ve read in &lt;a href="http://wikipedia.com/"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; and as, I’m sure, the nearest Biology teacher (or any other sane person to you) will say, regular sleep is necessary for survival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sleep increases our mortality. Those people sleeping for 4-6 hours have practically the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;same fatality rates as those who are moderately obese&lt;/span&gt;, so as those sleeping for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;more than 9 hours&lt;/span&gt;. People who sleep 8 hours a day, have a better chance at living – decreasing their risks of accidents and giving them a better immune system.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though, I’m not telling you to completely disregard your efforts for your promotion or your project, I’m simply saying that we should prioritize and mark sleep in
