<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645</id><updated>2012-02-16T14:35:03.628+08:00</updated><category term='Fresh start.'/><category term='Oh gosh'/><title type='text'>Dreamylicious  *Rawr*</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6240282247131200468</id><published>2010-09-20T00:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T08:13:50.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got somethin' MCs can kiss (K)</title><content type='html'>So I haven't blogged for a month and i'm not gonna start blogging frequently. Haha&lt;br /&gt;The whole point of this blog is personal, to remember what i did something like a diary but minus the privacy. The last thing I blogged was about my 4 short weeks of semester break (plus minus since i self declared a week for myself. It was the week before Raya no one will attend classes anyways), time passed so fast i don't even remember what i did grr and the real semester starts tomorrow, such wankery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During 3 - 4 weeks of semester break&lt;br /&gt;- Had lunch every day for a week in KL with collmates &lt;br /&gt;- Some mother daughter time with mother, brunch and spent over RM 1k on cosmetic and&lt;br /&gt;  lingerie alone, can't help it when they're new season lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;- I swam, the only sport i do.. best &lt;br /&gt;- Out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr i've been trying to upload photos for past hour. Fook it, i'm done being patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6240282247131200468?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6240282247131200468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-got-somethin-mcs-can-kiss-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6240282247131200468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6240282247131200468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-got-somethin-mcs-can-kiss-k.html' title='I got somethin&apos; MCs can kiss (K)'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1670248184088109610</id><published>2010-08-11T15:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:06:06.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am on holiday bitchesss! Just when i was gonna plan how my 3 weeks of pure entertainment is gonna be i received an email from council member saying i have to attend this meeting on one of my holiday, 0930 sharp. Oh well the things i do for council :) Oooo i just thought of something to utilize that day. &gt;:) Hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went genting for just 3 hours yesterday, not including the crazy ride in the bus one of the many reasons why i never take the bus, told them to drive up so much safer. Pfft yesterday was one of the most spontaneous day, instead of a day in KL drinking everyone decided to drive all the way to KL central get on a bus to genting. Dress in formal and walking from one end to another gave me blisters i'm usually alright with walking the whole day in heels :( i have more than 5 plaster on my feet right now but that ain't stopping me from wearing any. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a date in advance for a special something &gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;miss you boob. :( &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's plan - dinner with lovers &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-1670248184088109610?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1670248184088109610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-on-holiday-bitchesss-just-when-i_4344.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1670248184088109610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1670248184088109610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-on-holiday-bitchesss-just-when-i_4344.html' title=''/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-5257946629609081503</id><published>2010-08-11T15:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:05:03.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am on holiday bitchesss! Just when i was gonna plan how my 3 weeks of pure entertainment is gonna be i received an email from council member saying i have to attend this meeting on one of my holiday, 0930 sharp. Oh well the things i do for council :) Oooo i just thought of something to utilize that day. &gt;:) Hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went genting for just 3 hours yesterday, not including the crazy ride in the bus one of the many reasons why i never take the bus, told them to drive up so much safer. Pfft yesterday was one of the most spontaneous day, instead of a day in KL drinking everyone decided to drive all the way to KL central get on a bus to genting. Dress in formal and walking from one end to another gave me blisters i'm usually alright with walking the whole day in heels :( i have more than 5 plaster on my feet right now but that ain't stopping me from wearing any. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a date in advance for a special something &gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;miss you boob. :( &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's plan - dinner with lovers &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-5257946629609081503?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/5257946629609081503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-on-holiday-bitchesss-just-when-i_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5257946629609081503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5257946629609081503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-on-holiday-bitchesss-just-when-i_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3692833700540772698</id><published>2010-08-11T15:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T16:02:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am on holiday bitchesss! Just when i was gonna plan how my 3 weeks of pure entertainment is gonna be i received an email from council member saying i have to attend this meeting on one of my holiday, 0930 sharp. Oh well the things i do for council :) Oooo i just thought of something to utilize that day. &gt;:) Hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went genting for just 3 hours yesterday, not including the crazy ride in the bus one of the many reasons why i never take the bus, told them to drive up so much safer. Pfft yesterday was one of the most spontaneous day, instead of a day in KL drinking everyone decided to drive all the way to KL central get on a bus to genting. Dress in formal and walking from one end to another gave me blisters i'm usually alright with walking the whole day in heels :( i have more than 5 plaster on my feet right now but that ain't stopping me from wearing any. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find a date in advance for a special something &gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;miss you boob. :( &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's plan - dinner with lovers &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3692833700540772698?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3692833700540772698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-on-holiday-bitchesss-just-when-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3692833700540772698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3692833700540772698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-on-holiday-bitchesss-just-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3453984856461403600</id><published>2010-08-03T08:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:34:24.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have time, for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream regularly and so far every dream is about.. Dream well in a scientific way of explaining it a Rapid Eye Movement (REM). During REM sleep the brain is very active, the eyes move back and forth rapidly under the lids and the large muscles of the body are relaxed. REM sleep occurs every 90 - 100 minutes, 3-4 times a night, and lasts longer as the night progresses. The final REM period may last as long as 45 minutes. Less vivid dreams occur at other times during the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short we dream because we think too much. Hmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually tried thinking about something badly but i don't think i dreamt about it, cause i got up the next morning not remembering anything. Pff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to blogger.com you need to work on your image uploading. I can't upload anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3453984856461403600?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3453984856461403600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-time-for-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3453984856461403600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3453984856461403600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-time-for-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1990475649578913577</id><published>2010-08-02T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T15:52:31.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello</title><content type='html'>I was gonna blog but umm the mojo is gone. Maybe later. A month later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-1990475649578913577?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1990475649578913577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1990475649578913577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1990475649578913577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello.html' title='Hello'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6214388726204597742</id><published>2010-07-05T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T00:09:12.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once again, i'm thinking of the easy way out</title><content type='html'>Just when i thought everything was in the way i wanted it to be, another bomb lands on my lap creating this huge mess that no one even myself can clean up. What's done is done. There's no solution, there's just.. well there's nothing i can do. I can just find the best way to cope with it. I thought i was prepared for this day to come, like years ago. I thought i'll be okay with it, i thought it'll heal as time passes and i'll eventually get over it, i don't think it'll go anytime soon, i misjudged everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time we actually dined together? All i remembered when i think of it is the fact that all those memories happened a long time ago and its all in a blur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6214388726204597742?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6214388726204597742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/07/once-again-im-thinking-of-easy-way-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6214388726204597742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6214388726204597742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/07/once-again-im-thinking-of-easy-way-out.html' title='Once again, i&apos;m thinking of the easy way out'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3024725146258197936</id><published>2010-07-02T08:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T08:33:41.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start again.</title><content type='html'>I am ready to start again, but not to just anyone. You know who you are, you prob don't read or know cause I've never told you i blog, i just you'll never know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ride by Cary brother. Meaning of the song to what i think of it. Love is a risk, asking the person to make the decision of being with him/her. The word 'ride' is like this metaphor for being love, letting yourself go, leaving all the rest behind and be with that person. Its a bit over the top, i'm not gonna leave evrything behind if thats what you're wondering. The point is, i'm ready for another ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3024725146258197936?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3024725146258197936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/07/start-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3024725146258197936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3024725146258197936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/07/start-again.html' title='Start again.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-5860051695650612610</id><published>2010-07-02T02:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T02:13:35.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I told you you were right</title><content type='html'>Would you take my hand tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its funny how butterflies are flying in my tummy again. I wonder if you're just playing with my feeling coming to me when you have the need to, replying when you have absolute nothing to do. And for all that.. i'm absolute okay with it, hoping you'll realize why. Am i losing my touch cause i can't seem to figure you out. I don't know what else to say other than this, i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-5860051695650612610?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/5860051695650612610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-i-told-you-you-were-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5860051695650612610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5860051695650612610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-i-told-you-you-were-right.html' title='If I told you you were right'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4511137514918617221</id><published>2010-06-09T17:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T17:37:02.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For keeps</title><content type='html'>Everything is piling up and yet i'm here blogging. My time management is damn good. &lt;br /&gt;Il me manque. Thats all i've got to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4511137514918617221?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4511137514918617221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-keeps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4511137514918617221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4511137514918617221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-keeps.html' title='For keeps'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1350334876423703434</id><published>2010-06-06T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T00:15:00.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This may be the shortest post ever</title><content type='html'>I miss him. I miss both of them. Its been awhile since i blog about guys that i actually like. Like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual log in to FB includes checking my profile, both boobies of mine, then Mr I shall not name who and Mr i also shall not mention. After that i'll usually just log out. Its been my usual FB routine for quite some time. I don't want to tell people cause i believe in jinx but only because it happened before, I've learn my lesson. So before i get the end result or 110% confident about it, my lips are sealed all to myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them. I think i miss Mr i shall not name more. But i miss Mr i shall not mention as well. I think I've got a thing for good looking nerds with an average body size together with endless conversation of nothing just the thought that he's infront of his laptop waiting for my reply and likewise. And of course there's more to just these that i look for, i have to hold back before i blurt out more about who they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kesimpulanya, I miss them. Both of them. (alright this may not be the shortest post ever its like ma normal post only a little shorter) but i can't stop once i started, especially when its about both of them. I better publish this post before typing more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-1350334876423703434?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1350334876423703434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-may-be-shortest-post-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1350334876423703434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1350334876423703434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-may-be-shortest-post-ever.html' title='This may be the shortest post ever'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-2244045632111880977</id><published>2010-05-26T16:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:01:31.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything, everywhere, everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Month of May, entertaining.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Rather busy but its all worth it. I've started degree, year 1 semester 1 like straight after my foundation finals so when everyone is on their summer holiday i'm stuck in college, nerding. How fun. I've got my foundation results B) My overall is prettay alright, expected higher but thats what you get when you skip 2 day's class everyweek out of the 3 days class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Here's ma result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Semester 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;English for Business - A-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Principles of Economic - C&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Financial Accounting - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Business Mathematics - B-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Business Management - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;Marketing - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Semester 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Cost Accounting - A-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Business Statistic - C+ (bitch subject)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Business Comm - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Information Tech - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Financial Accounting 2 - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Marketing 2 - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Semester 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Organization Behavior - B+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Intro to E-Commerce - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Soooo my cumulative CGPA for the whole foundation course is 3.57 just 0.13 away. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Alright next issue, there was this student council election for new board members earlier this month and i've always wanted to join something other than nerd so i signed up for it and i got to campaign myself, okay didn't actually do any campaigning only telling people verbally about it. To my surprise students actually voted for me and i've a post, student rep for business. Thank you! I less than three you.&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Mother turn 44 last saturday. Woke me up 1 in the aftrenoon telling me she likes this young and gayish looking korean actor. Mother O mother, she bought korean soundtrack to listen in the car too. Celebrated her birthday at Gaja, was suppose to bring her to grand's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsh8cJjrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vlQzVnritno/s1600/DSC_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsh8cJjrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vlQzVnritno/s320/DSC_0879.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475511314879712946" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsh8cJjrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vlQzVnritno/s1600/DSC_0879.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zshWkNAsI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wUUZYBSYjLA/s1600/DSC_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zshWkNAsI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wUUZYBSYjLA/s320/DSC_0734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475511304712946370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zshWkNAsI/AAAAAAAAAUI/wUUZYBSYjLA/s1600/DSC_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsgxUcTnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/shtSe6paAL0/s1600/DSC_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsgxUcTnI/AAAAAAAAAUA/shtSe6paAL0/s320/DSC_0721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475511294714728050" style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvW8ZQ4UI/AAAAAAAAAUY/MDkJ4m_NMfA/s320/DSC_0670.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Emcees :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsgClrUEI/AAAAAAAAATw/c3hA4ZpQg1s/s320/DSC_0639.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsgQWT1OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/5733l6H-DmM/s1600/DSC_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsgQWT1OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/5733l6H-DmM/s320/DSC_0876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475511285864191202" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 212px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsgQWT1OI/AAAAAAAAAT4/5733l6H-DmM/s1600/DSC_0876.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the council members :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Mother turn 44 last saturday. Woke me up 1 in the aftrenoon telling me she likes this young and gayish looking korean actor. Mother O mother, she bought korean soundtrack to listen in the car too. Celebrated her birthday at Gaja, obviously. Dinner was prep by Chef, something thats not in the menu cause my mother is special. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvYVLUu6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/fK-0f-ZP98M/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvYVLUu6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/fK-0f-ZP98M/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475514448256220066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvYVLUu6I/AAAAAAAAAU4/fK-0f-ZP98M/s1600/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvYN1QTFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/gnV7dc8DBZo/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvYN1QTFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/gnV7dc8DBZo/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475514446284606546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvYN1QTFI/AAAAAAAAAUw/gnV7dc8DBZo/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvX0ZdNJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QLa3ioAUPAc/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvX0ZdNJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QLa3ioAUPAc/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475514439457125522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvX0ZdNJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QLa3ioAUPAc/s1600/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvXdtXWuI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IKxUXcSXPqU/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvXdtXWuI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IKxUXcSXPqU/s320/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475514433366612706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zvXdtXWuI/AAAAAAAAAUg/IKxUXcSXPqU/s1600/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zwro5fneI/AAAAAAAAAVA/8SM8Mr0d_P0/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear this is the only (maybe two) picture of me doing this ^____^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! this new may be sort of out news but i pass my undang 44/50 I'mma gonna be on the roaaaadddd B)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-2244045632111880977?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/2244045632111880977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/05/everything-everywhere-everyday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2244045632111880977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2244045632111880977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/05/everything-everywhere-everyday.html' title='everything, everywhere, everyday'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S_zsh8cJjrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/vlQzVnritno/s72-c/DSC_0879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3498644737705912181</id><published>2010-05-08T21:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T22:15:22.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temptation and salvation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Blogging now because I've got the mojo, and i'm gonna start typing fast before it disappear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The month of May is always the month where my refrigerator will be is filled with cakes, this year father's birthday falls on mother's day, wonderful. I think it falls on mother's day every year, no? I don't really know when actually but who needs mother's day when she knows I love her, mother's day doesn't mean a lavish meal at some fancy restaurant. We'll do that on birthdays or when we feel like it. I think she'll feel the love if i stop having small tiny squabble whenever we see each other. And since she doesn't come home till early in the night those cute little squabble we used to have has def decrease :) She may not be at home all the time, doing housework, cooking meals, free all the time, gossiping with nossy neighbours or asking me how my day was when i get home, but thats because no one is ever home when i get home. Its all okay, shes not like other mothers. I'm glad in a way cause shes young still in the early 40s, what we have is like "Gilmore girls" and its an added point. And after an incident, we talk openly about everything now, which is so much better. We actually communicate better and understand each other though she clubs more than i do, and asking her out would sometimes be easier than asking me out, she still have that tiny bit of motherly bits in her so i'm not allowed to go out after 12 and i have to come home before 2 if i do go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S-VxVqDcagI/AAAAAAAAATo/mhiNDweHDXo/s1600/IMG_3240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S-VxVqDcagI/AAAAAAAAATo/mhiNDweHDXo/s320/IMG_3240.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468901939391261186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S-VqexcHl3I/AAAAAAAAATI/bbP9uCEz7P0/s1600/CONVAR120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S-VqexcHl3I/AAAAAAAAATI/bbP9uCEz7P0/s320/CONVAR120.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468894399411230578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S-VqexcHl3I/AAAAAAAAATI/bbP9uCEz7P0/s1600/CONVAR120.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but nevertheless mother you know i love you deep inside. xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&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/5866094531068308645-3498644737705912181?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3498644737705912181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/05/temptation-and-salvation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3498644737705912181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3498644737705912181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/05/temptation-and-salvation.html' title='Temptation and salvation'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S-VxVqDcagI/AAAAAAAAATo/mhiNDweHDXo/s72-c/IMG_3240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1681719989836432223</id><published>2010-04-17T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T15:10:04.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14.4.10.</title><content type='html'>3 days ago you sent one of your daughters to inform me bout your upcoming birthday. That was the first time in my 18 years of life since i was born i knew when exactly is your birthday. The thing thing is, i never actually had the interest to know. No matter who you ask to inform me whether is your 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; current wive or one of the many step sister i have, you know you'll never be who you want to be in my life. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun no doubt during my younger days from when i was a toddler till when i reach my primary years. I used to look forward to the long ass Nov-Dec Holidays cause then you'll bring me back along with eldest sister to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pinang&lt;/span&gt; to the house nearing the beach, i still remember how white the house was, inside and out and except for the front door and the bathrooms all the rooms doesn't have any door. I love that place. Besides during the journey there we'll always take the ferry but when we return we'll use the bridge. During that period we'll visit grandmother, riding my tricycle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was fine but you know time tells and i found out about mostly everything, mother definitely didn't tell me anything. Embarrass of what i know about you, you raised your voice at me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; when i grew further apart from you, and learn that what mother did back then was right, remarrying with father, taking me along with you into a whole new family and not long after i got a brother that i love to hate and bully. Father not only got me into the right school, clothes and everything. He treated me as his own daughter. No doubt you're my biological father but when have you done anything to raise me like my daddy now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't blame me for the cold shoulder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-1681719989836432223?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1681719989836432223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/04/14410.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1681719989836432223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1681719989836432223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/04/14410.html' title='14.4.10.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1272288964152651267</id><published>2010-04-14T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T23:23:48.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone wants a piece of me</title><content type='html'>Afters they'll just dump me aside.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to sound all emotional and all, but i have to think about this that, finals is in 11 days and i'm so far back, and I've just calculated roughly my whole FSB CGPA and even if i get a total of 4.0 this semester, the highest i can get for the cumulative CGPA is 3.69. Just 0.01 away from first class. How demotivating. To add on to this i can't stop thinking bout unnecessary nonsense happening currently. No matter how much i hid myself from it, you'll still be there. Fark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just 0.01. :'( How heart breaking. Upsetting and heart shattering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So close yet i'm still behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-1272288964152651267?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1272288964152651267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/04/everyone-wants-piece-of-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1272288964152651267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1272288964152651267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/04/everyone-wants-piece-of-me.html' title='Everyone wants a piece of me'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-5397715128674890955</id><published>2010-04-12T20:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:46:41.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 years time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It can heck of a long time or not. Go figure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its time to get my nerd on again. B) I've got approx.. Okay i've got 2 weeks to be exact, shiate. Then afters i'll have to start prepping for my LAN finals on the 15th and 16th. Alright i'll keep this post short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After almost a year of letting loose, I've finally decided to get back into the game but this time the situation is different. I'm fine, with or without. I don't need some string to tie me down. I've know you for quite some time, seeing you again after so long rekindle some sparks that i never knew i had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till now I still can't seem to read your bottom card. What are you holding up boy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S8MV9jMtmUI/AAAAAAAAATA/FaYwhBu9wlc/s1600/Picture0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S8MV9jMtmUI/AAAAAAAAATA/FaYwhBu9wlc/s320/Picture0054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459231320467937602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-5397715128674890955?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/5397715128674890955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/04/5-years-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5397715128674890955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5397715128674890955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/04/5-years-time.html' title='5 years time'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S8MV9jMtmUI/AAAAAAAAATA/FaYwhBu9wlc/s72-c/Picture0054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-2502098427795366064</id><published>2010-03-26T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T21:21:52.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown boogie down, I get around</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Anthony said hi. Like 10 minutes ago hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm on a week MC because of this amazing experience I've had on monday, my left arm got clamp between the elevator door. Thats right. Got sent to the hospital and they made me wait and i thought that only happens to govn hospital -____- I had X-ray thankfully my bones are fine but i'm without strength even now. The story is prettay long and i'm quite tired of explaining it over and over again, think i've explained it for at last 50 more or less. Now i've this thing with elevator that i would rather starve myself rather than taking the elevator to get makanan from mother but imagine i had my arm stuck between the two elevator door for 20 minutes or so afraid that it might move up or down the fear of losing my arm i don't trust going to any elevator unless i've got someone with me at least not the same elevator that clamp my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back from the hospital, the management showed up in front of my doorstep dear father gave them a piece of his mind bout the incident and i've got to explain the whole scenario over again. After a bunch them left, neighbors of mine came one by one showing their concern. Its touching cause after staying here for such a long time i never really talk to them just hi bye and smile. :] Even with the one week MC i went back college just so i wouldn't miss the moral test but its actually next week. Pff and i was asked what happened again and again hahaha. Thanks for being so concern guys :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh shit. The medic that came to send me to the hospital cut my new Juicy Couture hoodie sleeve off, i mean they had to cut it off so they can see my arm, i should've wore something sleeveless or old at least then when they had to cut i'll feel much better. I've still got the hoodie with me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before signing off here's Mr. M.Steger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#545559;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S6yz3sS1t1I/AAAAAAAAASw/VQvLmdg7LNY/s1600/Navid+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S6yz3sS1t1I/AAAAAAAAASw/VQvLmdg7LNY/s320/Navid+4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452931018203182930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's got himself a sling too. Must be cripple love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cripple girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-2502098427795366064?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/2502098427795366064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/downtown-boogie-down-i-get-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2502098427795366064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2502098427795366064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/downtown-boogie-down-i-get-around.html' title='Downtown boogie down, I get around'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S6yz3sS1t1I/AAAAAAAAASw/VQvLmdg7LNY/s72-c/Navid+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-2011650599042522523</id><published>2010-03-17T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:35:54.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear blog,</title><content type='html'>I know this may sound weird but i just got home and i met anonymous at this place, i know many guys has done what he did to me many times but oh gosh i couldn't stop looking at him, hahaha its true i mean i didn't stare at him just turn my head at times for a peek cause i know he was doing the same thing that i did. We may not know each other's names but its just that moment where something just connected. He is Chinese thats one thing i know cause he doesn't look like one. I eye stalked him but so did he. Until we meet again, he is just another eye candy of the day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-2011650599042522523?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/2011650599042522523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2011650599042522523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2011650599042522523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-blog.html' title='Dear blog,'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1061034150147622335</id><published>2010-03-09T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T22:02:59.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost yet again</title><content type='html'>Things lost are increasing, I remember having 200 or more or was it less? hmm in my purse the other day but 2 days ago i took out my purse to check if I've got money for minum minum to my surprise i'm left with RM 12. Either I've been spending on invisible items, getting old with bad memory or did i just lose it while dumping in my one of my bags, but then sometimes i'll find money in some of my bags. :]! I tend to dump money into my bag very often then sort it out when i reach home. So i rather stay home, i feel insecure carrying RM 12 :( What if in that particular time when i'm with only RM 12 and there's sale and everything, and i mean everything in the mall has 50% discount. Okay might never come true but you may neva know, Or i need to cab? And borrowing is out of the question, i just can't. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than money, i lost my pen. I am sad. Its not just any pen its pilot 0.38(black) and its difficult to find cause not many uses such fine (but not so fine at the same time) ball point pen. Its the only pen i use since Form 5. Now I've got only one left, I kept recalling when and where i last used and saw it but i can't seem to recall where is it. I am still upset. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do i feel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel god damn old and i haven't even turn 19 yet. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Imogen Heap's Wait It Out. &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/5866094531068308645-1061034150147622335?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1061034150147622335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost-yet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1061034150147622335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1061034150147622335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/lost-yet-again.html' title='Lost yet again'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-791578843498843706</id><published>2010-03-02T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T22:12:34.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That thong tho thong thong thong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;One presentation down! And just umm five more or less to go. Okay didn't think i killed it just now, usually I'd j'taime presentations cause of the talking and explaining, always my favourite thing to do when there's ever any presentation but this ain't ordinary presentation, its in Bahasa Malaysia, that's right. I don't usually speak in Bahasa Malaysia unless I'm dealing with my maid or people that don't know how to converse well in English but then they'll still prob stay clueless cause of the lack of B. Malaysia vocab. At least i know my basic, that's good enough for me. Quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop mixing words like besides that, furthermore, more over when i know what it is in B. Malaysia; seterusnya and selain itu. I know them words but my mouth just comes out and pronounce it in English, i just help it. At least i'm better off just reading from the slides itself, i read it then try explaining in B.Malaysia. Count my effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S40aFb-LXOI/AAAAAAAAARo/vEfoogtldKs/s1600-h/Picture0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S40aFb-LXOI/AAAAAAAAARo/vEfoogtldKs/s320/Picture0029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444036205271014626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I think this will be my first time saying/typing this at the end of my blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I'm lesbian. No kidding, i am. Haha! alright not true.. but i might be *brow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Okay i wasn't gonna write that. I don't know if i should or.. should leave it as it is, well I've done a test drive once and it wans't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Imy. :[&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/5866094531068308645-791578843498843706?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/791578843498843706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-thong-tho-thong-thong-thong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/791578843498843706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/791578843498843706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/03/that-thong-tho-thong-thong-thong.html' title='That thong tho thong thong thong'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S40aFb-LXOI/AAAAAAAAARo/vEfoogtldKs/s72-c/Picture0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1634062610388370452</id><published>2010-02-26T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:01:05.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Careless whisper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I got to know the song that i use to sing all the time. Terima kasih. :D I've been meaning to blog for quite sometimes but I've got quite some important matters in hand so since i have to wait 54 minutes till i can watch the next episode of OTH i'll blog. Have i mention my dear brother Derrick is in S'pore and i know he's fine, leaving me here with mother and father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;I need to get my bangs, I dislike my hair so flat and dead. So i really need my bangs fullstop &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;This ain't the reason why i blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Its difficult to blog about something else unrelated to the real and main reason of what i've been crapping about but i don't want to be pour my heart out just so everyone knows whats happening. I wanted to blog bout this thing but, you know what screw it. This post ends here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Imogen heap - Wait it out. &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/5866094531068308645-1634062610388370452?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1634062610388370452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/careless-whisper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1634062610388370452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1634062610388370452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/careless-whisper.html' title='Careless whisper'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1239923298576381201</id><published>2010-02-20T17:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T17:45:57.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why sooo immature?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Get over it will you? This is not High school no more. Your what 18? 19 soon-ish and you are still acting like some secondary 1 . Shame on you. Tsk tsk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While reading your poorly typed status update on FB/laughing mother read and she commented why so drama? AND i laughed more. HAHAHA! Clearly you're referring to me, theres what? 9 in the class. The other one is your "best" "friend" and who else do you hang with? Fine i wouldn't be such a bitch and say you have no one to hang one with cause you do have, some. You should've typed out who is it cause obviously i know who its referring to but i wouldn't care much. Dramas don't effect me anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;High school is over long time ago. You should grow out of it by now, its been a year since high school's over but you are still stuck in it. I have nothing against you. Really. Hahhahhah! You are well nice in your own little way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! enough. Here's something serious if you are reading this please have your information ready for the moral assignment presentation slides. You know who you are.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3-t1Wd8COI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BFsyZVOIIMg/s320/IMG_3993.JPG" /&gt;                &lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3-t2m8pqDI/AAAAAAAAARY/sFIhjhY8B8Q/s320/IMG_4040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Derrick in S'pore now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-1239923298576381201?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1239923298576381201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-sooo-immature.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1239923298576381201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1239923298576381201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-sooo-immature.html' title='why sooo immature?'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3-t1Wd8COI/AAAAAAAAARQ/BFsyZVOIIMg/s72-c/IMG_3993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3308712980360096867</id><published>2010-02-13T13:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:27:57.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get over yourself. Don't be jealous clearly you're not my standard to be.</title><content type='html'>Something unrelated to anything. Love my current status update on FB posted on 100210. You can't bring me down if that's what you want cause you are wait below from where I'm standing. Pls look yourself in the mirror which you do all time but clearly missing the point, rather than looking at it to fix your hair like every 5 minutes, try looking at it again this time look deeper cause you've got a problem. Big one and think what you've done, I didn't do shiate and you ignore me as you wish. Look, we can talk it out. This ain't high school anymore this is not the mean girls which you definitely can't be classify as one cause clearly i'm the real bitch around here but i choose to just let you be cause your actions disgust me and plus you're just not important for me to even look at and confront. Look maybe your jealous that I'm active around college, getting into the editorial board and maybe in the student council. And its kinda sad of you adding friends of mine to your FB cause i know you clearly don't know them, just because i know them and talk to them you don't have to add them and then write on their FB wall 'hey you're the guy in college right?' Gosh weird much. A piece of advice, Get over yourself cause you can do shit to me. Look at where you are at from where i'm standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But feel free to dislike me all you want cause even how much you do i wouldn't give a damn. I've got way too many thing on my hand to be, unlike you i'm occupied with many things, and i've got a social life to attend as well rather than thinking of a way to take me down like you. Lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that your off my friend list on FB which you deleted yourself off as my friend. I can label my FB friend's list as my real friends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3308712980360096867?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3308712980360096867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/get-over-yourself-dont-be-jealous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3308712980360096867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3308712980360096867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/get-over-yourself-dont-be-jealous.html' title='Get over yourself. Don&apos;t be jealous clearly you&apos;re not my standard to be.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4026900736244770148</id><published>2010-02-13T12:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T13:19:48.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a moment a love a laugh a dream</title><content type='html'>.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back again, i've got so much to write. I've got no idea where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright Boobie's surprise farewell.&lt;br /&gt;Wern and I had planned a surprise farewell for her, its fun to jotting down all from the guest list and small tiny details. Felt just like an event planner which that's what originally wanted to do in coll. Anyways the surprise was a success, she didn't even sense it coming. Thanks guys for contributing food, drinks, snacks, dessert and most of all all of ya'll presence. Appreciate it. &lt;3 had few round of poker with Ant, Ian and Rachel, haven't touch poker for sooo long. I &lt;3 poker, not that i'm an addict. Hahahah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3Ytd2mWQGI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Dc5V-yLnhek/s1600-h/B11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3Ytd2mWQGI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Dc5V-yLnhek/s320/B11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437583590992265314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YtdMEqg0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/XhOSj9-SCPU/s1600-h/B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YtdMEqg0I/AAAAAAAAAQY/XhOSj9-SCPU/s320/B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437583579576697666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YuGmQrLyI/AAAAAAAAARA/q5OQ-jbz_6U/s1600-h/B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YuGmQrLyI/AAAAAAAAARA/q5OQ-jbz_6U/s320/B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437584290981031714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YvHLhd4wI/AAAAAAAAARI/3gOrxIhAo-M/s1600-h/B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YvHLhd4wI/AAAAAAAAARI/3gOrxIhAo-M/s320/B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437585400495203074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YtdlPvGbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oBdLx8VFEi8/s1600-h/B12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3YtdlPvGbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oBdLx8VFEi8/s320/B12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437583586334022066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;BTW Uploading is incredibly fast O.O&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover at Wern's, bergosssiping till 5 in the morning then slept in at 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was gonna post something unrelated to Boobie but i didn't wanna ruin this post. will post it after this post. Stay tune for more. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent Viddie off on Thursday, Wern, Mir, Samad, Vicky and I went. Went to Vid's atraight after college. didn't wanna stay and see that fugly monster. Hahahah i take that back she is not a fugly monster she's just very weird. Very. Anyways went to KLIA, and sent her off. :) Bye bye Boobie. I miss you. *Hug* At the time being I'll poke wern's boobs :) Hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vidya boob if you're reading this, I miss you. Come on Skype pls.&lt;br /&gt;And if your reading this Wernie, come to my grands for CNY, you'll get Angpau and me.. Hehehe Holla me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy CNY Cinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4026900736244770148?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4026900736244770148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/moment-love-laugh-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4026900736244770148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4026900736244770148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/moment-love-laugh-dream.html' title='a moment a love a laugh a dream'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S3Ytd2mWQGI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Dc5V-yLnhek/s72-c/B11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6190788662849469481</id><published>2010-02-04T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:33:55.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am very excited for the first issue of this year's 'The Exclusive'. Its college's magazine where everything and anything thats happened in college in a period of time will be in it. This year will be a little different as students are the ones doing everything, except for the director's news. So Ziwei and I are incharge of features which our job are to inteview 3 people, 2 of them which are chairman award receiver. Highest award in UEL. And another one is a valedictorian. No pressure. Hehe. We've done drafting all the questions for all three of them but some changes has to be made still. Too formal. Gotta loosen up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's event, i went to college alright. When class was over. Class starts from 9am - 12pm, woke up at 10 munch reach at 1230 pm Hahah not the best timing but Organization Behavious is just too much of a boredom and this semester i've only skip this once so no biggie. Went straight to Amway for lunch with Ziwei. Hope his brother and mother doesn't misunderstand anything. But the situation was quite the umm misunderstand-able. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party at G tomorrow. Hopefully i can make it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6190788662849469481?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6190788662849469481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/yellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6190788662849469481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6190788662849469481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/02/yellow.html' title=''/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-669249693054234600</id><published>2010-01-29T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:46:45.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prediction might be the cure.</title><content type='html'>College as usual. Had lunch at Amway, if only Stamford's cafeteria looked like that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; prob be there most of the time rather than eating out mostly all of the time. The actual plan was meeting Sean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Romi&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ayman&lt;/span&gt; in college but they were late, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Romi&lt;/span&gt; was hours late Sean was at curve but than goodness for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Yussri&lt;/span&gt; for bringing me along to Amway for lunch if not i would've rush in college. Food there is amazingly affordable compared to the cafeteria price. Garden salad was RM 5.00 for its freshness environment i think its worth my money, well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ayaman&lt;/span&gt; reached. Waited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Romi&lt;/span&gt; then went off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Pavillion&lt;/span&gt;. Had some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;chitti&lt;/span&gt; chat over beer, still not a fan of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hoegaarden&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt; the orange piece makes no difference but what the heck. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Hahah&lt;/span&gt;. Waited for Sean for a bit then karaoke at red box. I don't really go to karaoke, the times that I've been to one were countable. Not a big fun of singing cause i sound pretty bad at it but heck it was fun :) By the time we came out it was 7-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; but the sky was as bright as 4pm. Dinner at Fridays, meet Thong, Happy belated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;B'day&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shisha&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lecka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lecka&lt;/span&gt;, my hair smell like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;shisha&lt;/span&gt; still. Tarot reading would be the highlight of the whole night for me even though the outcome of every question i asked was disappointing. Tarot reading doesn't determine everything you do it gives you a brief idea and if you don't like the it, its your choice you can always change it by finding a solution for it. So as disappointing as those answer might be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; still do what i planned initially just not the same way as it is. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; see where it leads to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soft, gentle, able to present myself well but what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be doing wouldn't be me. In other word wouldn't be myself thinks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; weird at times, wants something, charming, something comes to an end. Difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-669249693054234600?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/669249693054234600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/prediction-might-be-cure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/669249693054234600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/669249693054234600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/prediction-might-be-cure.html' title='Prediction might be the cure.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4019559923817714411</id><published>2010-01-24T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:37:09.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than just facial</title><content type='html'>Just showered. Had facial with mother about 5 hours ago, had my brows done and my usual treatment. So afters on the way home i thought what the hell mind as well do my hair since i'm so lazy to wash it myself, told mother that having our hair wash would save our energy and she agreed Hahah so headed off to Great Eastern Mall and i'm home now just showed and in 10 minutes or so mother and i are gonna pay a visit to lala land to get myself some cheap dresses. You can't wear the same dress all the time so mind as well get it cheap so after you wear it once or twice you can just dump it away :) Dress theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy buy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4019559923817714411?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4019559923817714411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-than-just-facial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4019559923817714411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4019559923817714411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-than-just-facial.html' title='More than just facial'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-9220846150716808006</id><published>2010-01-23T19:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T20:04:44.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Typing this just right after self manicure, its tough yo. Skin Food all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i'm part of the editorial board now. I've got to have more than just results on my CV. Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've got facial tomorrow with mother, when originally i was planning to read those dry ass economic books bought by father (after being told on how lectures itself will not help to in Uni, i had decided on reading them) and get have a couple of laps in the pool when i get bored by it which i definitely would so mind as well do it with a tan. Its a win win situation :) The plan is still on just postponed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1rlemk32XI/AAAAAAAAAQA/EZLSXm-0wDU/s1600-h/Viddie+Boob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1rlemk32XI/AAAAAAAAAQA/EZLSXm-0wDU/s320/Viddie+Boob.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429904614662592882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first web cammie convo on my new lappie with boobie. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-9220846150716808006?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/9220846150716808006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9220846150716808006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9220846150716808006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1rlemk32XI/AAAAAAAAAQA/EZLSXm-0wDU/s72-c/Viddie+Boob.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8801807127657592242</id><published>2010-01-21T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:26:44.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think its back for good.</title><content type='html'>Before i talk about the title. I just wanna say. *clear throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you should really stop looking at the mirror like all the time, its not like your whole entire face changes like every 5 minutes. UNLESS you had an unsuccessful plastic surgery which part of face will fall anytime. Speaking of face, by putting such heavy make up would make your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fugly&lt;/span&gt; face any better so why don't you just save the money for another plastic surgery, a piece of advice don't go back to the same plastic surgeon. Don't think he did any good to your face. I know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not good with make up but at least i know how to use simple eye liner and a little eye shadow unlike you, you looked like as if someone punched you. And it ain't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;AND I've had enough of your PMS bullshit, like you were ever my friend. What in the world did ever do to you that you have to be all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PMSy&lt;/span&gt;. Talk to me whenever you want and ignore as you like. Doesn't that seem &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; HS drama? You're prob still stuck there that's why. BTW if your planning to find a way to get on my nerve or just wanna piss me off well you don't have to get close to him. Ain't working, nope. When i heard about that, the reply was more like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, loser. What a GREAT way, at least you tried.&lt;br /&gt;All i can say is stop trying cause nothing will ever work. You ain't got nothing that can hurt me or even scratch me. So stop trying, obviously you have too much free time unlike me busy busy busy till i don't even know what you were doing but i don't mind if you do too cause it'll be amusing watching you going through all those just to piss me off. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So about the title.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know if i do like like him cause i don't feel the closure that i had with him two years ago or was it one. But anyhow yea no closure like use to :( I mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;vv&lt;/span&gt; i don't think he does too. He such a confusing guy to read, sometimes he's all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;manis&lt;/span&gt; and i mean real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;manis&lt;/span&gt; with words and the way he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;umm&lt;/span&gt; *blank* stuff, i love it. But sometimes he's just normal towards me :( How now brown cow? I miss him. Miss chatting with him. *sad* I think if you like someone you don't need any direction of what to do and when to do it, you just go with the flow. I wish he's online and starts the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;convo&lt;/span&gt; *upset* So i guess one of resolution list is broken.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-8801807127657592242?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8801807127657592242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-its-back-for-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8801807127657592242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8801807127657592242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-think-its-back-for-good.html' title='I think its back for good.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4003088287093419919</id><published>2010-01-16T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T20:22:48.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it takes over</title><content type='html'>Oh  i was gonna be very semangat tonight and blog but I can't sign into my msn live. So i will attend to that first and thinking if i should go Mist tomorrow night. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think someone hacked into my account, will change my password immediately. BTW you will burn in hell's hell for hacking into my account whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh pictures from last night. Will blog about it soon, pictures stolen from Ms. G's FB page. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1Guj-C07cI/AAAAAAAAAP4/O0weEb-DVzg/s1600-h/19145_279267876014_595021014_4572256_774808_n.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1Guj-C07cI/AAAAAAAAAP4/O0weEb-DVzg/s320/19145_279267876014_595021014_4572256_774808_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427310958931668418" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1GujiOR1QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LaMKl4uOnLU/s1600-h/19145_279256796014_595021014_4572239_5626764_n.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1GujiOR1QI/AAAAAAAAAPw/LaMKl4uOnLU/s320/19145_279256796014_595021014_4572239_5626764_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427310951463507202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will sign in once more. *wait patiently while putting another coat of topcoat*&lt;br /&gt;Yish seriously, whoever you are you'll burn in hell's hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4003088287093419919?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4003088287093419919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-it-takes-over.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4003088287093419919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4003088287093419919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-it-takes-over.html' title='When it takes over'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S1Guj-C07cI/AAAAAAAAAP4/O0weEb-DVzg/s72-c/19145_279267876014_595021014_4572256_774808_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-9046638725297444722</id><published>2010-01-09T16:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T17:46:29.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a spice girl freak</title><content type='html'>And now i've found myself another freak to share my freaky spice girls obsession with. :D Spice girls use to be so huge, PCD can just lick their shiny body suit. My all time favourite was definitely sporty spice and a little bit baby spice. Radio would always play their songs and ihave NEVER fail to sing along and dance in the backseat with Holly and Bianca. Great times. My all time favourite "Stop" I know and still remember their steps *proud* I'm still a all spice girl fan. If they ever play spice girls at any place i'll definitely be singing on top of my lung. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is them back in when i was just a small little girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0hMgo4nfUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HeH7xsnUvp0/s1600-h/vma97_spice_girls_bennett.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0hMgo4nfUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HeH7xsnUvp0/s320/vma97_spice_girls_bennett.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424669874782174530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So from the L to R, Sporty Spice, Baby Spice, Scary Spice, Ginger Spice and of course Posh Spice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0hMgI66EtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QgyC2EVR4qw/s1600-h/spice-girls-sexy-video.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0hMgI66EtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QgyC2EVR4qw/s320/spice-girls-sexy-video.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424669866201846482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So anyways,  i'm the new vice president of business club. Its a surprise to me cause i don't really involve myself in any of the activity when my friends are so much more active. What do i even do? -___- anyhow i'll verify this info. They better not be punk-ing me. &gt;:( If this is true. It'll go well in my CV :D Now i need to get into more than just one club and not having to be the committee member only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attending mother's mother's which is my grandmother sister's son's wedding tomorrow, i think i am to call him uncle. I like him he fattens me with damn a lot of chocolates from Dubai. I'm still thinking of what to wear tomorrow, can't outshine the bride. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-9046638725297444722?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/9046638725297444722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-spice-girl-freak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9046638725297444722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9046638725297444722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-spice-girl-freak.html' title='I&apos;m a spice girl freak'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0hMgo4nfUI/AAAAAAAAAPo/HeH7xsnUvp0/s72-c/vma97_spice_girls_bennett.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1497254379902029364</id><published>2010-01-08T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:52:14.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two post in a day. I just did the impossible.</title><content type='html'>The reason for the second post in the same day, i was in the midst of customizing my blog not much different just didn't wanna link anyone except for that particular Chinese, i don't like having too many stuff, plain simple but yet still outstanding is the way to go. So then i realise the previous post was my first post of 2010. So i decided to blog more and i should. This blog is one of my ways remembering my times from half of 2009 and the years to come, all the fun, depress, hyper, crazy, and all the emotional moments of my life. So if you're reading this in the year 2020 or whatever. Welcome back to your blog and enjoy reading and laughing your ass off of all the post you've written. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0cbcxSluRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vTK7tvj370M/s1600-h/DSC00069.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0cbcxSluRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vTK7tvj370M/s320/DSC00069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424334457272645906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0cbdZ5-k6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/p-H4vGseI5Q/s1600-h/Gossip+girl+cover.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0cbdZ5-k6I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/p-H4vGseI5Q/s320/Gossip+girl+cover.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424334468175270818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0cbdpAbmWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/kK08i-VI4co/s1600-h/m111444345.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0cbdpAbmWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/kK08i-VI4co/s320/m111444345.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424334472228870498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-1497254379902029364?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1497254379902029364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-post-in-day-i-just-did-impossible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1497254379902029364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1497254379902029364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-post-in-day-i-just-did-impossible.html' title='Two post in a day. I just did the impossible.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S0cbcxSluRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/vTK7tvj370M/s72-c/DSC00069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3035757182461032959</id><published>2010-01-08T18:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:24:16.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't you feel the change.</title><content type='html'>Decided to get my lazy ass and update the blog, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got reasons cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been going home nearly 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;everynight&lt;/span&gt; so i really got no time. I was suppose to collect my results for finals but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; decided to call the coordinator Mr. M instead. Much easier. So woke up early in the morning automatically no thanks to father or maybe i was just too much of a piglet, okay back to the point of the post. Went into mother's room took her cell and press Mr. M number, i think that was the longest time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; felt waiting for someone to pick up. And finally he picked up, i quickly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;identify&lt;/span&gt; myself and he was all OH! Good Morning &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Shinni&lt;/span&gt;. i didn't want any small talks so i went straight to the point, "Sir do you have my result?" and he said "Yes we just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;finich&lt;/span&gt; our board meeting let me find for your paper." I was so impatient then when he picked up again he said "Do you want to know you result now or on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;?" I was already so damn anxious plus i called him of course i wanted to know the result but i remain polite and went "Yes sir i do." So when you think he would announce the result, he said "Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Shinni&lt;/span&gt; Congratulation you did very well, one of the best in foundation course this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;semester&lt;/span&gt;" -____- Seriously i was just about to hang up but i held in my anger, be polite and patient once more and replied "Thank you sir. So whats my result?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after all those small talks he told me,&lt;br /&gt;I've got 5 As, 4 A+ and 1A- to be exact. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got myself a C+ disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;Business Communication - A+&lt;br /&gt;Marketing 2                       - A+&lt;br /&gt;Financial Accounting 2     - A+&lt;br /&gt;Information tech               - A+&lt;br /&gt;Cost Accounting                - A-&lt;br /&gt;Business Statistic.             - C+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;CGPA&lt;/span&gt; 3.53. Over all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;CGPA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sem&lt;/span&gt; 1 and  2 combine is 3.67.  :D While writing all my results down Mother didn't believe it so she ask to talk to Sir and by the looks of the conversation she was smiling. I guess Sir &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;musta&lt;/span&gt; say said something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;When she got off the phone with him, she said whats that C? i said Stats, so difficult. Then she said why couldn't be like this in High School, my face went completely -______- and i replied of course saying "Is this how you congratulate me?" She said "Yes with a smile" but my facial expression was still -______- She's always like that can never be supportive, and i mean never. So after all that i told her. I want my MAC &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;lappie&lt;/span&gt; mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3035757182461032959?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3035757182461032959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/cant-you-feel-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3035757182461032959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3035757182461032959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2010/01/cant-you-feel-change.html' title='Can&apos;t you feel the change.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4468609328825973629</id><published>2009-12-30T17:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T19:13:36.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>The year is ending. I was so excited in welcoming the year of 2010 till right about few minutes ago something happened. Thought even when everything comes crashing out i am thankful that i have my bestfriends around me when i need them, they are why i smile even when my day has been really awful i just can't stand her presence anymore. She nothing like a role model I'm also thankful that i'm nothing like her, characteristic wise. Without her being my role model i'm proud to say i'm doing alright having to hang out with the right crowd, right school and not some screwed up child that cuts herself or runaway from home. When the clock hits 12 on my 21st birthday and if i'm able to live alone she will never hear from me ever again. Boy i sound unfilial, but thats because many don't understand the truth behind everything. She's psychopathic, if she's in a good mood everything thing fine but when things turn out wrongly or she just wants to to be pissed at shit i'll be like her pushing punching bag. Scold screams at me, well i've had enough of this. If it wasn't for me being a daughter and not having the power to support myself i would have already been away from you. I know it will be difficult but don't worry i'm use to it. Not having a family, she says shes doing this for us but she's missing the whole point, she would rather be drinking her lungs out, smoking till she choke than to even talk to me or having to be concern and to figure out how doing with everything going on. Think i'm stress-free with just the same daily activities that i do with just college, studying, eat having to think like that shows how much she understands me. In my 18 years of life i've never heard her apologising sincerely to me when she knows she is in the wrong. Never i swear i've never heard her saying that at all. But living with her and going through all her mood swings i learnt how to be stronger and to be able to hold back my tears when i defend myself in front of her. Why not tell step father? Well he's like her dog, telling him would just get me in trouble twice as much and bitten in the back. He's ignorant and a puss knowing what she is doing and all the lies she tells he's still as faithful as a dog he knows alrigth whats going on but nothing was done. at least have the courtesy to speak up like me even when the consequences were hell. I did what i did and i'm proud of it. i would be lying if i say i don't love you. I do love you but things you do is down right wrong. Change before you lose a daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i ever do have my very own children, i will tell nothing but the truth about you and never let them get close to you because of who you are and because of what you did to me. I will never do what you did to me to my children because i will love them unlike you. And one of the reasons why i don't want children is beacuse of you. So be proud of what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4468609328825973629?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4468609328825973629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4468609328825973629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4468609328825973629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-485255433982570523</id><published>2009-12-21T18:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:56:13.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>211209</title><content type='html'>Hello. I'm back yet again to fill you in with the latest daily activities going on with me. I've got a slight tan from swimming today and yesterday. My skin is a little cacated, only my body stays tan my face however doesn't, it stays the same. It would be great if both my skin and body stays on the same colour. 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height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sy9RhfvFZ1I/AAAAAAAAANw/yPYSFgGCBcI/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417638512646514514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still in the pool. -____-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-485255433982570523?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/485255433982570523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/211209.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/485255433982570523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/485255433982570523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/211209.html' title='211209'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sy9L_qOwt_I/AAAAAAAAAL4/EsFcAotOThw/s72-c/DSC00026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6541220330058606052</id><published>2009-12-20T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T20:21:59.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J'taime?</title><content type='html'>The feeling is back :( OR maybe its just an itch. How now brown cow? Only time will tell? i enjoy how i am right now, no burden do what i want whenever i want though sometimes i need someone to cuddle to *sad* Its confusing. I think what i need is a fling. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, he's online. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6541220330058606052?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6541220330058606052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/jtaime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6541220330058606052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6541220330058606052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/jtaime.html' title='J&apos;taime?'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-884040147865454467</id><published>2009-12-19T15:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T17:04:13.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No make is still the best make up.</title><content type='html'>But that only applies to people with strong features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! *turn on my usual Blogging songs* This is gonna be one long post. Firstly! Ma finals is OVAAA.. Really hope I can get like minimum 5As, the one other subject that I've got no confident in is the bullshit difficult Business Statistic. Alright enough that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight after my last paper. Ikha, Jun, Mael, MF and I went for celebratory drinks at Boston. and omg did i have the laugh of my life. I did not know there were hill in the JPPJ/MPPJ testing area and so many other things. Haha! Opps. Then went to Gaja afters for nuts, sat at my usual spot. I go there almost everyday drink the same old drink Lucky's and Gaja's. Its definately a must try. Speaking of that i should really try Zinc's. All these drinks are named after the three area of the place. Zinc is the art gallery, Lucky is the CarAutospa and their signature colour is red and white therefore the drink is red and white. Gaja however, signature colour green so the drink is green and white. That's one drink i don't mind paying for, well i have to anyways but its afforatable cost only 9 Bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day, went to OU to get a dress for the next night's launch (Gaja) Before buying the dress i tried it 3 times. Haha Once was before amir arrive, second was with Amir when i was about to buy it Amir told me look around but all the dresses didn't make such an impression as the one i first tried on so went back tried it on one last time and bought it. :) That dress may look like a day dress but anydress can be a night dress if you know how to work it. First time shopping with Amir,  fun fun fun.  Would definately do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNB6P9brI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RPwcCCIhBKQ/s1600-h/DSC00026.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNB6P9brI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RPwcCCIhBKQ/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416859515775446706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNCLuKjTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bRSYVawOux0/s1600-h/DSC00027.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNCLuKjTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/bRSYVawOux0/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416859520465538354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNC0hnOJI/AAAAAAAAALI/IucYlIxjmaU/s1600-h/DSC00029.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNC0hnOJI/AAAAAAAAALI/IucYlIxjmaU/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416859531418744978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNCZt6QsI/AAAAAAAAALA/NGyVB2Y0WNI/s1600-h/DSC00028.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNCZt6QsI/AAAAAAAAALA/NGyVB2Y0WNI/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416859524222567106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s Amir should really get FB. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night! About last night. Was a little dissapointed partly cause some said they would come but didn't make it. *talk to hand guys* Hmph! :) Edwin texted me this afternoon while i was still asleep and ask if it was tonight. *Tsk Tsk* Edwin Edwin Haha. But anyone do come :) Its in Bangsar opposite the Big Ass Maybank which is really hard to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright so last night was fun. Thanks for coming last night guys, Amir, Vicky, Ian and Vidya Boobbie :) I love the food, drinks and everything. Free flow of wine and beer. They came over to my place before going together gether to Mum's launch, reached there around 8, the outside was fully occupied but Daddy did his magic and we ate at the bar tables. One of my usual spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the pictures of the night. (mostly in FB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyySzy5puNI/AAAAAAAAALg/GE0Pmqa4wgI/s1600-h/DSC00034.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyySzy5puNI/AAAAAAAAALg/GE0Pmqa4wgI/s320/DSC00034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416865870354430162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyySzmqgHoI/AAAAAAAAALY/2Qgz8_63oU8/s1600-h/DSC00035.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyySzmqgHoI/AAAAAAAAALY/2Qgz8_63oU8/s320/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416865867069660802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyySzD1v-iI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wX5xjx2WOiQ/s1600-h/DSC00036.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyySzD1v-iI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wX5xjx2WOiQ/s320/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416865857721596450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyS0OgBuHI/AAAAAAAAALo/dyCFXC6qtT8/s1600-h/DSC00042.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyS0OgBuHI/AAAAAAAAALo/dyCFXC6qtT8/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416865877763143794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyS0osxgHI/AAAAAAAAALw/s4F57bovo24/s1600-h/DSC00053.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyS0osxgHI/AAAAAAAAALw/s4F57bovo24/s320/DSC00053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416865884795928690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyS0OgBuHI/AAAAAAAAALo/dyCFXC6qtT8/s1600-h/DSC00042.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyS0OgBuHI/AAAAAAAAALo/dyCFXC6qtT8/s320/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416865877763143794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They left around 11-ish but the launch didn't end till 2-ish. Oh afters when there weren't so many people around. the DJ taught me a little about how to spin but knowing me i strill don't know how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wern will home tonight at 8 :) Imy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-884040147865454467?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/884040147865454467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-make-is-still-best-make-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/884040147865454467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/884040147865454467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-make-is-still-best-make-up.html' title='No make is still the best make up.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyyNB6P9brI/AAAAAAAAAKw/RPwcCCIhBKQ/s72-c/DSC00026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-7176967271066595331</id><published>2009-12-12T16:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T17:04:51.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna put on my my my my boggie shoes and boogie with you.</title><content type='html'>My timing kinda screwed up. I've got finals on Monday and the right thing to do is to prep for it but my will power is so weak. I haven't touch deliciously shin for so long and i guess its the appropriate time to blog about what's been going on with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December is gonna busy month. Here's my whole month's schedule.&lt;br /&gt;December 12th - Prep for finals&lt;br /&gt;December 13th - Prep for finals&lt;br /&gt;December 14th - Finals: Cost accounting and Business Communication&lt;br /&gt;December 15th - Finals: Marketing 2 and Financial Accounting 2&lt;br /&gt;December 16th - Finals: Cost Accounting and Business Statistic&lt;br /&gt;December 17th - Date with Boobie and Amir :)&lt;br /&gt;December 18th - Mother's Bistro/Cafe launching&lt;br /&gt;December 19th - Umm not sure if I'm going for it&lt;br /&gt;December 20th - Secret :)&lt;br /&gt;December 21th - Christmas table decor shopping&lt;br /&gt;December 22th - Christmas table decor shopping (Different venue)&lt;br /&gt;December 23th - Christmas table decor shopping&lt;br /&gt;December 24th - Christmas Eve at Gaja&lt;br /&gt;December 25th - Christmas Day with Mother&lt;br /&gt;December 26th - A day home. Or not&lt;br /&gt;December 27th - Same old, day home i guess&lt;br /&gt;December 28th - With Annoying Derrick&lt;br /&gt;December 29th - Sending father and Annoying off to S'pore&lt;br /&gt;December 30th and December 31th (new year eve) - Unoccupied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My December 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyNb7XpwJqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iJtz-7XRMCA/s1600-h/DSC00026.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyNb7XpwJqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iJtz-7XRMCA/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414272252549015202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyNb6yeLv_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/CTaq6vezdx0/s1600-h/DSC00548.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyNb6yeLv_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/CTaq6vezdx0/s320/DSC00548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414272242568380402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyNb7N3DdAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CoNP_HesEs4/s1600-h/DSC00032.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyNb7N3DdAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/CoNP_HesEs4/s320/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414272249920451586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year pass so quickly which I'm glad partially. I've closed one chapter but I'm in the midst of writing a new one. And next month is a whole new beginning where i do my resolution list for the whole year. This year's resolution wasn't successful at all i couldn't fulfill nearly half of it so I've made a point not to include people in my resolution list. I'm excited about the next year, new beginnings and a more successful one, waiting for the arrival of 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-7176967271066595331?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/7176967271066595331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanna-put-on-my-my-my-my-boggie-shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/7176967271066595331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/7176967271066595331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanna-put-on-my-my-my-my-boggie-shoes.html' title='I wanna put on my my my my boggie shoes and boogie with you.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SyNb7XpwJqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iJtz-7XRMCA/s72-c/DSC00026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-5678442858534004814</id><published>2009-11-15T14:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T15:54:03.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One down gazillion more to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello blog, back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Updates!&lt;br /&gt;Annual dinner, was boring. Poppy well umm.. the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pictures of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-phnzRDtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DotBRk3ZDGM/s1600-h/IMG_3431.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-phnzRDtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DotBRk3ZDGM/s320/IMG_3431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404224472952671954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-phMgNtNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/d6-aKLCVG6o/s1600-h/IMG_3449.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-phMgNtNI/AAAAAAAAAJg/d6-aKLCVG6o/s320/IMG_3449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404224465625003218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-phzJhgDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AkKfUM1SQXs/s1600-h/IMG_3461.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-phzJhgDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/AkKfUM1SQXs/s320/IMG_3461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404224475998814258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally done with my IT assignment, no thank you to internet source. I'm so so satisfied with my Turnitin report *drumroll*  I've got 1% only for plagiarism which that i didn't even copy from the net, it just so happen that its from that web page. So correction it should be 0% :DD&lt;br /&gt;now I've got other assignments to finish and finals is coming. I've got no time to party. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my nails painted yesterday. Thought of so many things to do, have a house party at my place since i might or might not be moving, a farewell at my place for Derrick (not so much of a farewell but just an extra excuse to party) and just plain old close friends get together party with only the closest friends :) How does that sound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so about manicure yesterday. Pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xjeuXGTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Cnx2_C_YndQ/s1600-h/DSC00026.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xjeuXGTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/Cnx2_C_YndQ/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404233300968937778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xjhG9AZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vmG_k1qITQk/s1600-h/DSC00027.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xjhG9AZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vmG_k1qITQk/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404233301608956306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xj4UNgjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YyRRjPBRtkI/s1600-h/DSC00039.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xj4UNgjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YyRRjPBRtkI/s320/DSC00039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404233307838579250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xkRtfLXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/M__ws9xENr0/s1600-h/DSC00041.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-xkRtfLXI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/M__ws9xENr0/s320/DSC00041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404233314655481202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;end result. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaja is almost done done done! Its not pronounce like Gaja but gaya which means a beautiful lady chef. And there will be an opening party there. Not sure when exactly but I'll be sending invites on FB. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-5678442858534004814?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/5678442858534004814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-down-gazillion-more-to-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5678442858534004814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5678442858534004814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-down-gazillion-more-to-go.html' title='One down gazillion more to go.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sv-phnzRDtI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DotBRk3ZDGM/s72-c/IMG_3431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3927645814134867721</id><published>2009-10-18T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T17:32:45.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got lots to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent events, have been hanging out with Fee, Calvin Klein and Kevin more often than my course mates. I mean I'm not picking my friend but I want to hang somewhere else other than college plus college is boring. The whole area smells boredom. But no worries I've plan do lunch and hang out with Ikha and Pav next Thursday, late but at least its a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poker is addictive, I'm sure I've repeated it in my previous blog. I still have no idea how to count the percentage which Fee have taught me. :( But all i can think of is poker, i sound obsess. -__-  Oh Oh! This coming new year I've got a new game to play other than black jack and the rest. The feeling is like I've just a brand new bag, shoes or top and bottom. Speaking of shoe, I've got my eye on this shoes from nose. It's out but apparently they don't have my size as usual and they only have a few pair. My feet size ain't that big, I'm just a 7. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So AD is coming in two weeks, have no idea what to wear. but i always have that problem, gonna just pick some random dress that day. Oh, i'm gonna be in one of the performances too. All i have to do is.. Walk. Yes, walk and i get to put on a sari, so i said I'll do it besides i miss being on stage, reminds me the times during concerts, dances.. *sad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something unrelated.&lt;br /&gt;Have to catch up with Cost Accounting. No kidding. Got to start doing Marketing Assignments, does anyone know who's Dior's competition, I'm sure they're too many to name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls lets do Christmas in S'pore, I just asked Mother and she didn't give me a 'No' so its a thumbs up. Lets, Shopping in S'pore will be OMG fun. *Smile* Miss you girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3927645814134867721?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3927645814134867721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-lots-to-blog-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3927645814134867721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3927645814134867721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-got-lots-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-7331178617643275368</id><published>2009-10-10T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T16:13:15.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps for now,  the best change is no change</title><content type='html'>I'm addicted to poker. *smile* all thanks to Philip and his gorgeous looking chips, but i've gotta say i suck in poker, big time. There ain't much to blog about college, 2 test coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna blog but I'm currently playing poker on facebook. Poker is addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toddles &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-7331178617643275368?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/7331178617643275368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/10/perhaps-for-now-best-change-is-no.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/7331178617643275368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/7331178617643275368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/10/perhaps-for-now-best-change-is-no.html' title='Perhaps for now,  the best change is no change'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-2144790730465911925</id><published>2009-10-02T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T21:50:42.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who</title><content type='html'>Since I've been away for a few days shall fill my blog with the recent events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended my first college event, the Autumn festival. Well not exactly. I didn't know what was going on, it was so stuffy i HAD to leave and joined Philip and his friend, so much windier there. Left the event which i had no idea what was going on to Piccadilly. That's pretty much what happened and worth blogging about in college for the week. OH! many assignments on hold,  because procrastination is my best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might attend Samad's Raya partay. See first, cause it clashes with family's Chinese festival. Boo :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-2144790730465911925?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/2144790730465911925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/10/guess-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2144790730465911925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2144790730465911925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/10/guess-who.html' title='Guess who'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4817947463770801233</id><published>2009-09-28T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:26:58.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially 18th!</title><content type='html'>Today's the 28th. 18th and a day old, gosh why did i even write that. Okay, so i wouldn't really call it a party cause i didn't have all my friends with me that day. But on my 21th, I will have a party with MY friends. I spend it with ma ladies. :)) All in it was good. Had dinner at Shangri-la's lemon garden, afters was drinks at The Pub (its called The Pub) was gonna go Lecka Lecka for shisha but it didn't work out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, presents! Mother's besties got me a Mulberry Tote. Mother is getting me a laptop. Fat fuck gave me money. And Vidya boobie, Wernie and Ian got me a Juicy Couture Bracelet. &lt;3 I love it gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOvcpNUfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ILZpbnjh4nk/s1600-h/IMG_3288.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOvcpNUfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ILZpbnjh4nk/s320/IMG_3288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386462100129141234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOv35o-xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Twx1t_BYe9s/s1600-h/IMG_3286.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOv35o-xI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Twx1t_BYe9s/s320/IMG_3286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386462107445820178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOwMUY44I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wOi5UXHVFUM/s1600-h/IMG_3299.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOwMUY44I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/wOi5UXHVFUM/s320/IMG_3299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386462112926720898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOw7SXERI/AAAAAAAAAJY/N9ySwkL1dWg/s1600-h/IMG_3298.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOw7SXERI/AAAAAAAAAJY/N9ySwkL1dWg/s320/IMG_3298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386462125534679314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More in FB :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4817947463770801233?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4817947463770801233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/officially-18th_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4817947463770801233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4817947463770801233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/officially-18th_28.html' title='Officially 18th!'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SsCOvcpNUfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/ILZpbnjh4nk/s72-c/IMG_3288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8292081830442867761</id><published>2009-09-28T17:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T17:29:19.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To</title><content type='html'>I've tried my best to forget about everything. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; when i feel that I'm ready to peel that scab off, the moment i peeled it. It starts bleeding. Again. If only there was a delete button, it'll be so much easier that way. I feel so much better right now though. Without having that burden on me, but in hell i would thank you for letting that burden go. You're the disaster that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shinni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-8292081830442867761?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8292081830442867761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8292081830442867761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8292081830442867761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/to.html' title='To'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6732894654379132092</id><published>2009-09-20T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T00:39:12.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Few more days *anticipation*</title><content type='html'>I've gotta say this years' gotta be the first time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; counting down till the day, well every year actually but this years different, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; be celebrating it with people I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;j'adore&lt;/span&gt;, need i say more. No plans, i guess we'll just go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. Updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;J'adore&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mooncake&lt;/span&gt; with Chinese tea. I don't like all types of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mooncake&lt;/span&gt; though just those that has soft skin "ping &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pei&lt;/span&gt;" Non baked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mooncake&lt;/span&gt; in other word. Having them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mooncake&lt;/span&gt; with Chinese tea, great combination cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mooncake&lt;/span&gt; is real sweet if you take it alone so by sipping Chinese tea it'll balance it up. I have lots of different tea in the kitchen. My favourite tea would be still Earl Grey, the best. I still remember the place where and when i had it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Millennium&lt;/span&gt; hotel formerly known as Regent hotel okay fine i don't remember when but i know i was young when i had it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College news, nothing much except i joined this individual debate thing. it's not a debate its more like public speaking, rather not talk about it. The winner deserved it but the 1st runner up and 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; runner up! *roll eyes*  Well the 1st runner up.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;. Whatever. Next issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's issue. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt; at Fa's Crib, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; gotta say the curry chicken with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;hotdog&lt;/span&gt; bun tasted so good, I'm getting hungry shite. Stayed in his room for the whole time cause &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; showing too much skin :D &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Viddie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;boobie&lt;/span&gt; and I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;webwhore&lt;/span&gt; a little, more pictures in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;FB&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks again for inviting me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Fafa&lt;/span&gt;, the food was yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SrZaXpzIh7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/If3taEZTgTo/s1600-h/10419_155782831638_594881638_3462486_7032588_n.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SrZaXpzIh7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/If3taEZTgTo/s320/10419_155782831638_594881638_3462486_7032588_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383589766971819954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh F! Speaking of pictures. Was suppose to post up pics with Bianca and Hugh at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Shang&lt;/span&gt; that day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Aiya&lt;/span&gt; shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. Ta darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6732894654379132092?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6732894654379132092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-more-days-anticipation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6732894654379132092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6732894654379132092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/few-more-days-anticipation.html' title='Few more days *anticipation*'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SrZaXpzIh7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/If3taEZTgTo/s72-c/10419_155782831638_594881638_3462486_7032588_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-188653640179526183</id><published>2009-09-15T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T15:38:46.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>Yes.. i'll do that soon-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day is arriving soon gotten my results. :) I'm okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;Business For English - A- *sad*&lt;br /&gt;Marketing 1 - A&lt;br /&gt;Business Management - A&lt;br /&gt;Financial Accounting - A&lt;br /&gt;Business Maths - B-&lt;br /&gt;Economics - C (Hahah i knew it, i predicted i was gonna fail but C ain't too bad :D I'm good.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 is coming. Soon Soon Soon *joy*&lt;br /&gt;Will be celebrating with ma ladies this year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-188653640179526183?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/188653640179526183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/188653640179526183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/188653640179526183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-9162806868912202683</id><published>2009-09-02T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T22:00:15.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats M O N E Y, so sexy.</title><content type='html'>But remember money ain't everything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had college as usual, by end of the class i realised Business Communication is equivalent to Business For English, my impression for the first day. Another English subject. Class ended at 11-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;, no plans was suppose to get public transport to get home and dig into my homework but then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Erique&lt;/span&gt; came and spontaneously got into his car, was suppose to sent me to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LRT&lt;/span&gt; station but we ended up going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MidValley&lt;/span&gt;. Had lunch at um Steven's Tea Garden (if I'm not mistaken that's the full name) Thanks for lunch :) I would text you to say that but we don't have each other's number. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Opps&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was great talking to him, spending the afternoon with him, better than the boring afternoons i spend on usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;wednesdays&lt;/span&gt;. Walked around, pretty empty especially Gardens. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ramahdan&lt;/span&gt; i guess. Left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MV&lt;/span&gt; and headed to meet mum at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bangsar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; pretty much it for today. Tomorrow is another boring day, entertain me please. In need of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous plans are always good. :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you make me merry, make me very very happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-9162806868912202683?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/9162806868912202683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-m-o-n-e-y-so-sexy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9162806868912202683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9162806868912202683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/thats-m-o-n-e-y-so-sexy.html' title='Thats M O N E Y, so sexy.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4299752037156656698</id><published>2009-09-01T20:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:15:39.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day all over again</title><content type='html'>Semester 2 starts today. 1st of September. I'm so anxious about my result, the first thing i did when i step into college ground today, gave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Junnie&lt;/span&gt; a huge ass hug, its his birthday. We're both September babies *smile* So the second thing i did was rush my ass to the administration office and ask Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Koh&lt;/span&gt; for the results, i can be so impatient sometimes. She said it'll be out maybe on Friday cause the examination board has to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;discuss&lt;/span&gt; something. I'm so so so impatient. Oh Oh, I'm the only one in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FSB&lt;/span&gt; class who got an A for Business for English, the question now is if its an A- or A+ :) I know my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Econs&lt;/span&gt; result will suck. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; the only subject i dislike the most and KNOW that, its impossible to get an A. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Should've&lt;/span&gt; have studied i guess. Now for the rest of the subjects, Friday. can't wait. *anxious*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So class was a bored. Business Statistics involves add maths, like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt; O.O My face was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; O.O! when Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Lim&lt;/span&gt; said that BS involves a lot of add maths. I'm gonna be in deep shit. My impression on BS was draw charts, pie chart, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;histogram&lt;/span&gt; i didn't know it has a deeper side to it. Oh gosh, someone save me. I need add math tuition. First day already and he gave us homework. Thanks -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something off college. Its crazy how everything i do/listen/think relate to it. De-damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sp0b67ku9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zH6GGDJLLHg/s1600-h/DSC00024.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sp0b67ku9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zH6GGDJLLHg/s320/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376484229388367250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Ahaha&lt;/span&gt; the only picture on that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. Before &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Rahul's&lt;/span&gt;. She needs no intro. *heart* I however look horrible. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note. 26 more days till a special day, 17 has been good overall, but 18 would be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Shinni&lt;/span&gt; out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4299752037156656698?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4299752037156656698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-day-all-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4299752037156656698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4299752037156656698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/09/1st-day-all-over-again.html' title='1st day all over again'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sp0b67ku9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zH6GGDJLLHg/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6418086144753004910</id><published>2009-08-27T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:40:04.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evrything always has two sides to it.</title><content type='html'>Listen to both before letting out your hurtful opinions. What I'm talking bout? Will get to it at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... yesterday wasn't a bored after all. As y'all know I've been sick for quite some time and haven't been out in the city or anywhere for that matter, visiting the doctor doesn't count btw. I've decided not to take my driving license. At least not yet. I can't see myself as a driving type of girl not that i'll never take my license but people who know me well knows that I procrastinate. Something irrelevant to the post, whenever i need to use msn it cuts me off. Fuck you msn. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to where I was. Mother woke me up decided to bring us out for shopping, FINALLY! :D Was out by 11-ish, wanted to stop by Sungai Wang to get those cheap high waist belts but Derrick has an issue with over crowded malls was being Miss Picky/Pissy, didn't wanna ruin my day out after being sick and having not to go out so gave in and headed to KLCC. Saw three pairs of pumps that i REALLY want, unfortunately the first one was a no no by mother said its overly matured for me. Fine. Then there was another one from Nose but they didn't have my size, also because they one have 5 pairs of it. :( Mother said we'll try other outlet so i'm alright about it. :) The last one was from Eclipse, really wanted it but because of the size and colour as well wanted it in white. Black looks too commonly wore, white makes it stand out. Geez people. -__- so mother left her number, in a week or so i'll get them :) not to upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't buy much like how I expected myself to, it was all about Derrick, that shoes shirt bottle wallet pants whore. He has evrything Pff. I'm not jealous, a tiny little bit maybe but mother told me I can't be as he doesn't buy stuff like that like how we do. True true. While mother and Derrick was picking out shoes I HAD to stop by skin food &lt;3 its safe to say that I'm a loyal customer to skin food's nail polish, too bad they don't sell any white nail polish (only in Korean) There would be new colours coming out next week, source by the shop keeper, can't wait. :DD Bought 5 new colours i still have some i haven't try, but its never a crime to buy more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shop shop shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went by 7-ish, shower and was out for dinner. Bianca and Auntie Shanney is back, no Holly this time (she was in Peru) Next year. Makan Makan Makan Chittichat Chittichat continue Makan. then home by 11-ish, arrange the stuff mother bought and off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now about the title, i don't put those as my title for nothing. Its easy for some to listen to one side of the story and decides to give out hurtful opinions. I know its not place to say anything but I'm concern about her, don't butt in the situation. it's not my place nor is it yours. She might seem all bubbly, hyper as she is always, being there for everyone but sometimes she needs those from people she loves too, especially family. Love, you'll always have me I'm all ears 24/7 my phone is always turn on for you. We'll go out one day, me you Wernie Rahul (if he is still around in Mal) and of course Ian :) Sleepover at ma place.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cheer up love. You know I love you and i know you love me too. &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6418086144753004910?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6418086144753004910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/evrything-always-has-two-sides-to-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6418086144753004910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6418086144753004910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/evrything-always-has-two-sides-to-it.html' title='Evrything always has two sides to it.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8122141574475723978</id><published>2009-08-25T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:00:18.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Dirty Rich</title><content type='html'>Beautiful, dirty dirty rich rich dirty dirty beautiful dirty rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might seem cold at first sight might even be a bitch but that's first impression. You can't blame me, what if you turn out to be a bigger bitch than i am. That's just unacceptable.&lt;br /&gt;My msn has a problem, can't seem to add other new friends of mine so the only place we can chat is on FB chat. How sad, in need of help. Had a 'serious convo' with Philip, great help to THE situation but the problem IS Mua. Said it before, i do want to move on..  just not by using other people as a replacement. It's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He said "He's just experimental, you need someone who can take care of you, not a boy" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reaction "Ouch! *smile* very true" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what am i to do when he's still all over me.&lt;br /&gt;In serious deep shit. *bite lips*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang. I'm still beautiful and dirty rich *Mwa*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-8122141574475723978?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8122141574475723978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-dirty-rich.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8122141574475723978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8122141574475723978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-dirty-rich.html' title='Beautiful Dirty Rich'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8514946106609816433</id><published>2009-08-22T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:45:05.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time is seriously running out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sem&lt;/span&gt; break is 2 weeks and I'm spending it at home. Sleep, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;medi&lt;/span&gt;, taking non oily food in other words tasteless food. I'm gonna miss paintball-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; with college mates. You can say its out first time out somewhere far from the campus and I'm at home. Coughing, feeling tired 24/7, having on and off fever, sniff sniff. I need to get better pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been going to the 3 different doctor, went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gleaneagle&lt;/span&gt; hospital at first. Mother was worried that i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;could've&lt;/span&gt; gotten H1N1, doctor says otherwise. Medication was given, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;uhh&lt;/span&gt; it work fever went off for a day then came back like a bullet. Went to the family doctor, they say the same thing. -__- Then yesterday, went to a new place. They took my blood for test, will be going there later to get them results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i get sick during college. I'm so willing to stay in bed the whole week. i was suppose to take my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;undang&lt;/span&gt; today (i know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; quite slow) because of this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; force to postpone it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Im'ma&lt;/span&gt; gonna stop myself here, before i complain further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-8514946106609816433?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8514946106609816433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-is-seriously-running-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8514946106609816433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8514946106609816433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-is-seriously-running-out.html' title='Time is seriously running out.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6566778391918870387</id><published>2009-08-17T18:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:08:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised</title><content type='html'>MTV world stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had such great time, its worth all my jumping cheering screaming tumbling and letting loose. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt; about the tumbling. I kid. Stayed through all the bands except &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kasabian&lt;/span&gt;, they took kinda long to appear on stage and by the time we got out they started performing. -__- I think the best was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hoobastank&lt;/span&gt;, the crowd loves them including &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yourstruly&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone was singing along to all their songs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AAR&lt;/span&gt; were not bad too. Pixie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Lott&lt;/span&gt; was all covered up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Malaysians&lt;/span&gt; and their rules. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;. After all the exercise (cheering jumping dancing) tired and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thirsty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mamak&lt;/span&gt; after that reach Grandma at 1230-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ish&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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok1s9Iqj9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NtiS1wH8C4g/s1600-h/DSC00027.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok1s9Iqj9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NtiS1wH8C4g/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370883077057449938" 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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzS6hi5WI/AAAAAAAAAGw/P_ufahKwYYA/s1600-h/DSC00028.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzS6hi5WI/AAAAAAAAAGw/P_ufahKwYYA/s320/DSC00028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370880430656644450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                         Boys like girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzTc1887I/AAAAAAAAAG4/SU1uS8sSMuI/s1600-h/DSC00030.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzTc1887I/AAAAAAAAAG4/SU1uS8sSMuI/s320/DSC00030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370880439869043634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                         &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ahh&lt;/span&gt;.. we all know who she is &lt;3   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzUCB96jI/AAAAAAAAAHA/L8UJ4nLRGBU/s1600-h/DSC00031.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzUCB96jI/AAAAAAAAAHA/L8UJ4nLRGBU/s320/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370880449851550258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                          Ian :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzUWxBHvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Fncan5jRtGc/s1600-h/DSC00032.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzUWxBHvI/AAAAAAAAAHI/Fncan5jRtGc/s320/DSC00032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370880455417601778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok45JGFsLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/piKtibG3RWo/s1600-h/DSC00035.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok45JGFsLI/AAAAAAAAAIY/piKtibG3RWo/s320/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370886584961183922" 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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok1uGtKngI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Lxy6nboRqx4/s1600-h/DSC00036.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok1uGtKngI/AAAAAAAAAHo/Lxy6nboRqx4/s320/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370883096806333954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok1urQpxZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/eyRK9M2ODDw/s1600-h/DSC00039.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok1urQpxZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/eyRK9M2ODDw/s320/DSC00039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370883106618852754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             During the long ass sound check breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok35iN2mjI/AAAAAAAAAII/KJp6iY4AAVg/s1600-h/DSC00050+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok35iN2mjI/AAAAAAAAAII/KJp6iY4AAVg/s320/DSC00050+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370885492193008178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok45Ra7_II/AAAAAAAAAIg/-i758pVi45I/s1600-h/DSC00043.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok45Ra7_II/AAAAAAAAAIg/-i758pVi45I/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370886587196112002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok345uQ9zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gtGswDwkk0c/s1600-h/DSC00044+%281%29.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok345uQ9zI/AAAAAAAAAH4/gtGswDwkk0c/s320/DSC00044+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370885481323099954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               All sweaty and sticky, but we still manage to look *thumbs up* :DD&lt;br /&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok35dBKtiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/krBDMd2wbM0/s1600-h/DSC00046+%281%29.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok35dBKtiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/krBDMd2wbM0/s320/DSC00046+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370885490797622818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok35ymt2qI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XkHaTHUDiks/s1600-h/DSC00048.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok35ymt2qI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/XkHaTHUDiks/s320/DSC00048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370885496592259746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Thirsty Ian (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SokzS6hi5WI/AAAAAAAAAGw/P_ufahKwYYA/s1600-h/DSC00028.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick again. It got worst. *cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6566778391918870387?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6566778391918870387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-promised.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6566778391918870387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6566778391918870387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-promised.html' title='As promised'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sok1s9Iqj9I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/NtiS1wH8C4g/s72-c/DSC00027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8598395262565951366</id><published>2009-08-16T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T14:19:09.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime you walk away you run away and take a piece me with you there.</title><content type='html'>Long title.&lt;br /&gt;Chorus from one of them song in GG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MTV world stage last night was a blast. Had so much jumping, screaming, cheering, singing along to mostly all the song with Wernie and Lee Hou Ian (Ian in short but to say his full name sounds so much better. To me la) (: Vidya was no where to be found. I'll talk more on MTV when i get back to ma crib, currently staying at grandmama's place for a few nights. And pictures will be updated too. But not much, so much going on we were enjoying ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to ciao now. Cousins oh cousins (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-8598395262565951366?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8598395262565951366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/everytime-you-walk-away-you-run-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8598395262565951366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8598395262565951366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/everytime-you-walk-away-you-run-away.html' title='Everytime you walk away you run away and take a piece me with you there.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4096113981666171138</id><published>2009-08-14T15:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:25:08.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low cut see throught shirts them boys *whistle*</title><content type='html'>L.O.V.E just another word i never learn how to pronounce. what lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck at home, mother wanted to bring me out for lunch, some time alone. Guess THAT would never happen, coming home at late hours, and reason? G cafe prep. *pause and bite lips* okay fine maybe that's just part of it *eye brow raise*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Skin Food nailpolish, inexpensive and quality. Just had my nails painted, i think they should name their colours like Chanels's baby rose, palpitant and mica rose or like any other brand polish. I guess you can never get evrything perfect like how you want it. but i'm satisfied with the colours they provide. I have to buy more, in need of white nailpolish and evrytype colour skin food has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still sick. Can't say i'm better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what i found in Izzie's multifly.  HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SoUeUKVoK2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/D4ZA2gaDAVM/s1600-h/ARTICLE-077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SoUeUKVoK2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/D4ZA2gaDAVM/s320/ARTICLE-077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369731462430468962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Form 3. Good times good times..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4096113981666171138?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4096113981666171138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/low-cut-see-throught-shirts-them-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4096113981666171138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4096113981666171138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/low-cut-see-throught-shirts-them-boys.html' title='Low cut see throught shirts them boys *whistle*'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SoUeUKVoK2I/AAAAAAAAAGg/D4ZA2gaDAVM/s72-c/ARTICLE-077.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6100852063342149979</id><published>2009-08-13T11:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:38:40.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally. Some time alone at home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I enjoy being alone and doing whatever that comes to into mind. Not that I'm a loner or anything. i just enjoy it at times, not a fan of crowd. Depends on situation, of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well... finals over and I'm recovering from a suspected case of H1N1, much better now. I had mask on the entire time at the examination hall and i could tell how students were afraid that i turn into a H1N1 zombie and turn them all into one of my H1N1 followers. I told the examiners to get me a separate room so that it would be safer, no action taken and was too lazy to get my forceful-self bum to take any action. Nevertheless finals went well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;First day of finals had me looking like death and immediately i knew i was gonna be sick. And yea true enough. Couldn't study for the next day paper, went to bed at 9, woke up at 1-ish body was heating up but still i felt so cold, tried to sleep but not for long, at 3-ish woke up again body was heating up badly, couldn't take it no more. Went to mother, took me to the Gleneagles straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wore my Pjs to hospital. -___- but no worries no one was there that i cared about at that moment. Took my temperature, 39.2 its normal fever temperature, only if it reaches 39.5 and above is considered high fever. Said the Doctor. I don't have H1N1 because i don't have difficult in breathing YET but mother have to monitor me, if it gets any worst then I'll have to quarantine or to be sent to the hospital but i doubt it, only the ones that has weak body immune system are pron to it. Medication was given like lots of em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I was given 2 day MC but if i was to take the MC leave then i would miss the finals and IF I miss the finals I'll have to sit for it at sem 2 and like hell I'm gonna do that. I studied like Shitaki and i have to sit for it in September-ish. Uh no way in hell, even if I've got H1N1 no way I'm ever gonna miss it. Mother understanded my situation, told me if I feel worst call her and she'll come pick me up. That's the first time she was ever that concern when I'm sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So for the 2 days MC that i was suppose to be home resting. I was in college, sitting for my finals, creating noise pollution with my coughs and sneezes. Such wonderful music to entertain them with while they crack their skulls for answers. THAT wouldn't happen if i was given a separate room. Pff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh here's how if you think you could possibly get H1N1 easily well think again, only if you are with that person within 3 feet distance and spent 4 hours with the person only then you'll have chances of getting it. So if your friend has H1N1 and you're in the elevator with him/her you chances are impossible unless you have some problem with your immune system and has some lung problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Gonna do some charity with mother and Aunty Sandy this Saturday noon and after MTV world stage with the two person that i love munch munch. I hope I'm all better before MTV whorls stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Time for some rest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Bye bye and night night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6100852063342149979?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6100852063342149979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-some-time-alone-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6100852063342149979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6100852063342149979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-some-time-alone-at-home.html' title='Finally. Some time alone at home.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-449106515897712352</id><published>2009-08-05T12:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:08:33.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When evrything comes tumbling down</title><content type='html'>Where are you?&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-449106515897712352?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/449106515897712352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-evrything-comes-tumbling-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/449106515897712352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/449106515897712352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-evrything-comes-tumbling-down.html' title='When evrything comes tumbling down'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6928279132631911040</id><published>2009-08-03T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T18:54:48.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Huddle tranformation.</title><content type='html'>The song is so cute and the video has so many GO signs. *smile* Turn your body round and turn your body real good. Such a cheerful song to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Gaja Cafe is yesterday. Location, very near Bangsar Village. Its under construction still, will be done maybe in end of November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SngLh2l6MTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EtmezcGqHhU/s1600-h/DSC00024.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SngLh2l6MTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EtmezcGqHhU/s320/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366051632230052146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SngL9RkolWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tMWt2NpGcWA/s1600-h/DSC00025.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SngL9RkolWI/AAAAAAAAAFo/tMWt2NpGcWA/s320/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366052103328929122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SngMd1e7-OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oqojYIhsot4/s1600-h/DSC00026.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SngMd1e7-OI/AAAAAAAAAFw/oqojYIhsot4/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366052662724524258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All dusty and temperature hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;By the end of this message I'm sure everyone would know who I'm talking about. You're back with the old you again, smoking, going out late nights (not that is wrong since you're old and all but in a way when you do it excessively its wrong) , having unknown callers, hot tempered whenever i ask you you're whereabouts( even if i don't ask i know what you are doing and where you are) I'm a female too you know, most of all you lie to me in front of my face. I'm related to you, stop treating me like a 13 year old alright, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; not that innocent nor immature, I'm 18 i know whats going on in the world and especially you. If you are out alone with him you say you are only friends with him then why did you lie to me when i ask 'you ate alone today?' i have evidence that you were not eating alone. I apologize, I did what i did and found out in that way but, just tell me i deserve to know, not that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; your husband or anything but i deserve to know. He does as well. So what he is not capable like how he use too, is this revenge? He gave us so much when he was capable. Anything you wanted everything. He bought you the best of the best. And now look at yourself, you might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; at the outside but you're cruel in the inside. One thing for sure, i wouldn't in my life in the future ever follow your footsteps. You're suppose to be my role model. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;It didn't just happen once. I know. And I'm sure he knows as well even without me telling him about it. Think about and if you think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; wronged you, Tell me, show me the evidence. If not, change. We could be so much happier without all these &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt; to go through every single time someone shower you with sweet talks or whatever ever they do. You should know better. Please. He's old, fucking fat, ego shit face, can't even see his eyes, everything i hate about anything is plain simple what he is. Even if he was well dressed, he'll still &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hideous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;, obese and down right stupid. It's always to good to start with a bang and end with fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;Here something from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;I hate you and i hope you hate yourself too, fat bastard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6928279132631911040?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6928279132631911040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/huddle-tranformation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6928279132631911040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6928279132631911040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/huddle-tranformation.html' title='Huddle tranformation.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SngLh2l6MTI/AAAAAAAAAFg/EtmezcGqHhU/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-9075169195594129995</id><published>2009-08-02T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T00:42:43.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring clean.</title><content type='html'>Urgh. I had to repaint my nails after it. Mother and I had the furniture clean, spotless I tell you. Threw unwanted away, mother asked me to throw it away but I told her I'm ready yet. I knew  she was disappointed in the silent look way but she didn't say anything. I know mother, you didn't want me to think about it anymore and focus on other things. Its funny how spring clean brought laughter in us though its tiring its worth it, having to look back at the photos and think back how our family was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bath tub picture of me. Eee O.O Its safe now &gt;:D Thank god i found it before Derrick, he's gonna blackmail me with it. 100%, i know him well cause i'll do the same. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Victoria Station with a fat man, all i can say. He's weird and everything that goes with it. All i did was focusing on my food and wait for the time for mother to say lets make a move. Which took forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnRwSYZujtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6M6HcGOuKXM/s1600-h/IMG_0252.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnRwSYZujtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6M6HcGOuKXM/s320/IMG_0252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365036517195419346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-9075169195594129995?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/9075169195594129995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/spring-clean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9075169195594129995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/9075169195594129995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/08/spring-clean.html' title='Spring clean.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnRwSYZujtI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6M6HcGOuKXM/s72-c/IMG_0252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-5038296756928966104</id><published>2009-07-31T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:58:42.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday you ass.</title><content type='html'>Its Derrick's birthday. Today. 31 of July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes, even how annoying you are like right now. And how i always 24/7 calling you idiot and all, releasing anger on you, take your DS without asking, not having to share or care, blackmailing you like what you do to me as well, shout at you for no reason you'll still be my brother whether you like it or not. Deal with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of him when he is fat and round. Not that you are fit right now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKAFsq7g2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/U9jh0ScJ_sU/s1600-h/IMG_0358.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKAFsq7g2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/U9jh0ScJ_sU/s320/IMG_0358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364490941530604386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDXLsbNPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/90zXeeNJhyU/s1600-h/IMG_0308.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDXLsbNPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/90zXeeNJhyU/s320/IMG_0308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364494540451034354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDXfLnUTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JSzTiKkgpEo/s1600-h/IMG_0328.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDXfLnUTI/AAAAAAAAAFA/JSzTiKkgpEo/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364494545682125106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDXgxV0NI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5N9Vfa5tFAk/s1600-h/IMG_0457.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDXgxV0NI/AAAAAAAAAFI/5N9Vfa5tFAk/s320/IMG_0457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364494546108797138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDX4hfhAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-eh2rUZ2FPQ/s1600-h/IMG_0452.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKDX4hfhAI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-eh2rUZ2FPQ/s320/IMG_0452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364494552484774914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-5038296756928966104?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/5038296756928966104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-you-ass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5038296756928966104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5038296756928966104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-you-ass.html' title='Happy birthday you ass.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SnKAFsq7g2I/AAAAAAAAAEw/U9jh0ScJ_sU/s72-c/IMG_0358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-5571256109081388084</id><published>2009-07-31T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:05:03.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those 3 words 8 letters</title><content type='html'>'I love you' he said. Seem like yesterday when everything was almost like a fairy tale. First things first, I'm sorry ladies &lt;3. I've been talking about my problem so much even when it's been ages ago when they could have their own problems to tell. Sorry sweetums &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ian and Eric the other day. Eric was on the same Lrt as me but yet I didn't realise his existence, I have excuse i was busy texting, i thought he looked familiar with the signature hair of his, so i tapped his shoulder and believe me he was shocked, he's studying in YTL college. Ian was in the car when he passed by with Jii in the backseat, i just waved and smile. Two Edisons in one day without planning to meet. What coincident. Its good catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News on college, apparently someone in UEL Degree for Business has H1N1, by a source (Jun :D)And he's friend is a close friend to the patient and Jun is his roommate. So if Jun gets quarantine I'll have to be quarantine for a week. That means finals will be postpone, I'll have one more week of study week at home unless they quarantine us in College. Joy&lt;br /&gt;Had presentation the other day, Mr Rashid said I'm too serious when i presented, like in cooperate meetings. How am i suppose to take it lightly when its worth 20% of my course work. Ms Elena was so much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mumsie sold Joy cafe. I can tell she misses it already. But soon Gaja Cafe will be open in Bangsar in 3 months time or so they say, the word Gaja means a beautiful lady cook. Can't wait for it to happen, mumsie is free for the whole 3 months, she's always so busy with the shop and all. I'm glad she's taking a break, stress free for 3 months and my transportation i don't have to take public transport so often now.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when i smile it doesn't mean I'm fine inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-5571256109081388084?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/5571256109081388084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/those-3-words-8-letters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5571256109081388084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5571256109081388084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/those-3-words-8-letters.html' title='Those 3 words 8 letters'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-489333737238057978</id><published>2009-07-27T14:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T14:20:20.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I said yes for the wrong reasons.</title><content type='html'>And now it's too late to turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to write. But daddy is taking me out for lunch. Will blog tonight. (usually when i say I'll blog, it mean the other way round) Usually. I didn't say always. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, Toddles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-489333737238057978?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/489333737238057978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-said-yes-for-wrong-reasons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/489333737238057978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/489333737238057978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-said-yes-for-wrong-reasons.html' title='I said yes for the wrong reasons.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-5230547546504368058</id><published>2009-07-25T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T17:00:09.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt, even when its been a month plus.</title><content type='html'>Past. I can't imagine life after it, we were doing so well, everyone though so as well, everyone asked about it. It was awkward answering them again and again with a forceful smile, i remembered how proud i was when you became a probationary prefect and when you got the part even when you wanted to be the Monsieur, we even planned what to do that day. I promised that i would go and support and i kept it as well as all the rest of it before everything came tumble down. What happened? All the excuses, negative text messages and ignorance, i could still hold on why couldn't you? You're answer for it is pathetic didn't i give it to you? And you could forget everything that we've had just like that. I'm sorry but i can't. How am i to get it over when it doesn't allow me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered one day you came to school with a whole new look, i loved it. I shouldn't have change your physical appearance because it has change you bit by bit everyday. Your shyness is gone, so did the spark between us. But how come I'm still like this when you're over with everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-5230547546504368058?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/5230547546504368058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/hurt-even-when-its-been-month-plus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5230547546504368058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/5230547546504368058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/hurt-even-when-its-been-month-plus.html' title='Hurt, even when its been a month plus.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3396017222385275321</id><published>2009-07-25T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T16:45:10.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantom night.</title><content type='html'>Phantom of the Opera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing. I'm jealous, we didn't have prop like that before. The show was unexpected, Its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gooood&lt;/span&gt;. Well done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Inaians&lt;/span&gt;. I miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Inai&lt;/span&gt;, i mean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;beaconhouse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College in the morning, snooker after class then headed off to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Vid's&lt;/span&gt; crib&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq7QINeu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/owYNXU-36tQ/s1600-h/IMG_1605.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq7QINeu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/owYNXU-36tQ/s320/IMG_1605.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362304192094321506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq8zfYnmXI/AAAAAAAAADA/E1HJT8Q4C50/s1600-h/IMG_1606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq8z-NHm4I/AAAAAAAAADQ/NLG7ZMKAHfI/s320/IMG_1608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362305907395369858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq_fKZTyjI/AAAAAAAAADY/4uBI2iiEBNA/s1600-h/IMG_1609.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq_fKZTyjI/AAAAAAAAADY/4uBI2iiEBNA/s320/IMG_1609.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362308848425355826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq_fbztYHI/AAAAAAAAADg/lKzRTtpZ06M/s1600-h/IMG_1611.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq_fbztYHI/AAAAAAAAADg/lKzRTtpZ06M/s320/IMG_1611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362308853099487346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq_f5XJv5I/AAAAAAAAADo/0idoyMVqT4g/s1600-h/IMG_1615.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq_f5XJv5I/AAAAAAAAADo/0idoyMVqT4g/s320/IMG_1615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362308861032775570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrELxtbhHI/AAAAAAAAADw/0YBjwZpgTEQ/s1600-h/IMG_1648.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrELxtbhHI/AAAAAAAAADw/0YBjwZpgTEQ/s320/IMG_1648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362314012939486322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrEMSaiwSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KW2MRLX5b-A/s1600-h/IMG_1644.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrEMSaiwSI/AAAAAAAAAD4/KW2MRLX5b-A/s320/IMG_1644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362314021718638882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrEMu1mxRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LZvfETOmgZQ/s1600-h/IMG_1650.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrEMu1mxRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/LZvfETOmgZQ/s320/IMG_1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362314029348341010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrEM_uYNmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-UUNFYPOGYk/s1600-h/IMG_1655.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrEM_uYNmI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-UUNFYPOGYk/s320/IMG_1655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362314033881429602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrENN0pYdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZAubfXfRYZ8/s1600-h/IMG_1656.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrENN0pYdI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ZAubfXfRYZ8/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362314037665817042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrE_1NDhWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xeWV35UbccM/s1600-h/IMG_1669.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmrE_1NDhWI/AAAAAAAAAEY/xeWV35UbccM/s320/IMG_1669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362314907230635362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                   &lt;!--3&lt;br--&gt;                                                                                 &lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now. Not in the mood for a happy post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3396017222385275321?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3396017222385275321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/phantom-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3396017222385275321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3396017222385275321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/phantom-night.html' title='Phantom night.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Smq7QINeu2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/owYNXU-36tQ/s72-c/IMG_1605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-2713682125323922611</id><published>2009-07-21T21:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T21:38:28.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The answer is yes. Obviously</title><content type='html'>Going for it, not for any other reason but a night out with my loves whom loves me too and Gums, Fa you better come -__- Hopefully Samad too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair is a mess looks like just after sex, but its normal just messy like that and Its hawt. I'm Officially a Korean doll. Aras-saw, it means I know. I know how to say Grandpapi too, Its Haraputchi. That's what happen when you stay up almost all night long watching Korean drama-ramas. Still into gossip girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English test tomorrow. The new lecturer likes smelling hairs, i can sense it. The day after Accounting test and finals in two weeks exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just great.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmXEds-DbBI/AAAAAAAAACo/owvRJBUKafQ/s1600-h/CIMG2660.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmXEds-DbBI/AAAAAAAAACo/owvRJBUKafQ/s320/CIMG2660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360906946021125138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Memories. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-2713682125323922611?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/2713682125323922611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/answer-is-yes-obviously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2713682125323922611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/2713682125323922611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/answer-is-yes-obviously.html' title='The answer is yes. Obviously'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SmXEds-DbBI/AAAAAAAAACo/owvRJBUKafQ/s72-c/CIMG2660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6100747748767656044</id><published>2009-07-18T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:01:02.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To go or not to. Thats the question</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't know Beaconhouse upgraded themselves, advertising the concert on radio stations. I was, well, real surprised. O.O Mumsie was surprised too, we tried to deny the fact that its not my high school, but facts are facts. Damn. Btw Its RM 10 buck per tic. Sorry for the wrong info wernie. Not 30 bucks.&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;lets go for it ladies, we can always go else where if its boring. :) Oh have i mention its near my college. Well not exactly but its in that area. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.s Fa come as well or else. *show fist* x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6100747748767656044?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6100747748767656044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-go-or-not-to-thats-question.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6100747748767656044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6100747748767656044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-go-or-not-to-thats-question.html' title='To go or not to. Thats the question'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8680370232986354909</id><published>2009-07-17T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:38:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dig koreans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hah! Okay. Not really. Maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only that guy from BOF (Kim Hyun Joong), plays the guitar, :)  extra points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm just gonna stop denying the fact that I'm secretly a Korean, though when korean speaks they have that harsh voice including ladies . The first thing when after asking for my name they ask'll if i'm a korean? or Are you from around here? Management Lec remembers us by labelling us by how we look I'm the korean doll. Jack is the American chinese,  Jessica the Tan Japanese, Ikha the mix one (which she is), Jun Typical china and Vitra, just vitra. The rest, i forgot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Korean dramas are so full of tears and running. I like it.&lt;/span&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;- thousand and one test next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- finals. soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ciao bella. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-8680370232986354909?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8680370232986354909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dig-koreans.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8680370232986354909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8680370232986354909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dig-koreans.html' title='I dig koreans.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-6535078517057439548</id><published>2009-07-13T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T19:12:57.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday love.</title><content type='html'>Had facial and brows done!&lt;br /&gt;(the ones that actually knows how much brow i have or don't have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i was pretty scare what she's gonna do to my brows cause frankly i don't think i have much to do. She said: No.. trust me you actually have lots but you just don't know it. Im'ma like  O.o okay..? You're the specialist, i guess you know what your doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why some people like facial so much, I like some parts (Yea, they're parts) Part one is where they just place some cooling thing onto the face then blah blah blah then that steamer thing I seriously told her i can't breathe properly but i think she didn't hear me though i was mumbling shit -____- .  Second part,  the pinching and all those painful torturing actions that she does to my face. (yup this is the part i hate) But thank goodness i have not much to pinch and all that F-up torturing thing she does. Finally part three the massage from head to shoulder part. I've got to say thats the part i love, everytime babay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo.. done with my maths presentation and written report which due tommorrow. (what's there to present bout maths.) Reflextive essay due date wednesday. Fuck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-6535078517057439548?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/6535078517057439548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-love_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6535078517057439548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/6535078517057439548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunday-love_13.html' title='Sunday love.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1129131045650958512</id><published>2009-07-11T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:09:56.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that available after all</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With assignment and &lt;/span&gt;presentation&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; coming one after another not to mention finals is around the corner (i guess if you consider one months time) but that ain't gonna stop me. &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;Felt awkward yesterday morning, Is those even though you look amazing in what you wear and stuff you still don't feel right. As usual woke up in the morning, felt awkward the minute I step out the house. Gosh, &lt;/span&gt;kays&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; like every morning, had my lady things done then pick out what I'll be wearing to college grab a pear, makes myself coffee in Liz Claiborne and off to college, &lt;/span&gt;usuals&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Was thinking what to do after the class in the morning and Fa ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;me into mind, figure &lt;/span&gt;I'll&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; be free from lunch till 5-&lt;/span&gt;ish&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it'll be great to catch up, &lt;/span&gt;texted&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Fa. Plan was to go to school and the rest will be spontaneous but ended up going to his crib instead. Okay rewind back to college, felt awkward still and it struck me when i was about to go pass my &lt;/span&gt;Econs&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; assignment up to &lt;/span&gt;Mohd&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; i realised i left it in my room. BUT i was saved my myself, i &lt;/span&gt;remembered&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; i had it saved in my &lt;/span&gt;pen drive&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; so rushed down had it printed out in the printing store and passed it up to &lt;/span&gt;Mohd&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. thank goodness or else It'll be Nata Zero. Relieve much after that :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Class was a bored. &lt;/span&gt;That's&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; not usual, marketing is one of the interesting subject. Left straight after class, cab to Fa's crib. Hang, I know one thing. I can't play drum not even the basic, but i still like guys who can play &lt;/span&gt;instruments&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, such a IT factor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Left at 5-&lt;/span&gt;ish&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, Fa's friend Sam gave me a ride and &lt;/span&gt;drooped&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; me at Curve. Cab back to the &lt;/span&gt;lrt&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Dinner was dinner, nothing special. Came back watched Music and Lyrics i think i felt asleep half way cause &lt;/span&gt;tv&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; was still on when i woke up. -__- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight, &lt;/span&gt;Sungai&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Wang with &lt;/span&gt;mumsie&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; later dinner at &lt;/span&gt;Aunty&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Sandy's  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday, &lt;/span&gt;Sungai&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wang&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; with Jun and Jessica. Hopefully&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Reflective&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; essay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Maths &lt;/span&gt;presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Maths assignment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- English &lt;/span&gt;presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Accounting test 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-__- darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Slg6mA-UHNI/AAAAAAAAACA/Ch5yOYGxU28/s1600-h/DSC00044.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Slg6mA-UHNI/AAAAAAAAACA/Ch5yOYGxU28/s320/DSC00044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357096181528009938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/5866094531068308645-1129131045650958512?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1129131045650958512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-that-available-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1129131045650958512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1129131045650958512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/not-that-available-after-all.html' title='Not that available after all'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Slg6mA-UHNI/AAAAAAAAACA/Ch5yOYGxU28/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8189536217891190420</id><published>2009-07-05T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T15:49:23.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Usual Saturdays. not so usual this time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Woke up at 2, did my usual lady thing Lalala skip to the evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Prep for Shang dinner, even when i dine there many times I'm never bored with the food. Its yummy-licious. Love the mango jelly top cheese cake. Love cheese but I'm quite picky when it comes to cheese. All my usual cakes are either Cheese cakes or Tiramissu. The best tiramissu i had so far was from Ampang park mall, some Italian restaurant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh! i'm currently free from assignments, presentations and all. Got my marketing and accounting papers back.  :)  Scored 94 for marketing (if only i didn't mix up between my production concept and product concept i think my score would be 96?) Yish. Accounting however, section 1 25/25, section 2 21/25 and last Section 40/40  i'm close to proud. I'm glad i took accounting in high school its sooooo much easier for me. I guess i have to thank Mr. Hau/Haw for that extra push he gave. Punishment and all (though i hate it so F-ing much) Thanks all in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Okay back to yesterday, after dinner went to the lounge, usual for drinks and chitichat. I was there first before anyone and someone passed by gave me a smile, i didn't know who he was at first so i gave a friendly smile with that btw who are you smile, he was escorted with many of his followers (Still i had no idea who he was -__-  i should be pinched) had a couple cooler chitichat much then he pass by and someone said Thaksin i looked and omg -__-  yea, now i remember he is Thailand's ex prime minister (filthy rich man to be exact) he came to our place and smile at us and said 'big family here' i wanted to hide myself but he caught me and came over and shook my hand. God i was embarrass, gave a firm shake (a firm shake gives people a good impression). should have taken a picture with him. Gosh I'm slow, i think for his age he is not a bad looking man and he is friendly too, he was to me. :)  never would i believe i would bum into him and talk to him, wait i do I've met Iskandar shah that comedian sitting alone and some Malaysian tennis player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Who's next? *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SlBQsAvtxhI/AAAAAAAAABw/soODm8Yc1Ug/s1600-h/DSC00050.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SlBQsAvtxhI/AAAAAAAAABw/soODm8Yc1Ug/s320/DSC00050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354868673988118034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SlBS51MMz_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Lh8TFLCTcpQ/s1600-h/DSC00043.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SlBS51MMz_I/AAAAAAAAAB4/Lh8TFLCTcpQ/s320/DSC00043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354871110427791346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;S &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-8189536217891190420?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8189536217891190420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/woke-up-at-2-did-my-usual-lady-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8189536217891190420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8189536217891190420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/07/woke-up-at-2-did-my-usual-lady-thing.html' title='Usual Saturdays. not so usual this time.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SlBQsAvtxhI/AAAAAAAAABw/soODm8Yc1Ug/s72-c/DSC00050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-3946705185315071421</id><published>2009-06-30T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:37:49.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush rush rushing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have #47869 more presentation, assignments, quizzes to prepare. Rawr. Damn you Lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just presented my Economics presentation. He said 'Its good but try to focus more on the real value of money'. All i was thinking was 'What's my score -___-'. Finals on the 10th of August till 13th then after its two weeks of freedom which means undang test. So much on my mind right now, its hard to think about you anymore. I hope it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Urbanscapes was. Hot. ( I realised i had my feet tan when i was showering. Wern! maybe that's why that girl we saw in a bikini wore bikini. :) )&lt;br /&gt;- Michael J is dead, RIP Michael J. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353067221961128066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SknqRs_HuII/AAAAAAAAABg/EiAx-75MIgo/s320/IMG_1550.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353067714451750578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SknquXqCPrI/AAAAAAAAABo/tXxMrvWvFzw/s320/IMG_1542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  - More pictures in facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao bella. Rawr&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-3946705185315071421?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/3946705185315071421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/rush-rush-rushing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3946705185315071421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/3946705185315071421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/rush-rush-rushing.html' title='Rush rush rushing'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SknqRs_HuII/AAAAAAAAABg/EiAx-75MIgo/s72-c/IMG_1550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-7856516257472407020</id><published>2009-06-22T18:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:47:29.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have lots to type. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;I had my business management presentation on Wednesday! Wasn't happy with the results, 8.5/10 the lecturer told me Jun and I lost 1.5 cause we didn't prepare reference for her and course mates. Yish. -___-&lt;br /&gt;I've always love Fridays, I have the shortest class ever, Business English. :D Then Partay..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;Eighteen Of June Two Thousand And Nine&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;(Oh god i give up uploading is such a bitach. Seriously)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sj9gSa61wmI/AAAAAAAAABY/bcbe04am0Tc/s1600-h/IMG_1080.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/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sj9gSa61wmI/AAAAAAAAABY/bcbe04am0Tc/s320/IMG_1080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350100751919465058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Maybe next time. :(&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/5866094531068308645-7856516257472407020?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/7856516257472407020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-awhile_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/7856516257472407020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/7856516257472407020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-awhile_22.html' title='Its been awhile'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/Sj9gSa61wmI/AAAAAAAAABY/bcbe04am0Tc/s72-c/IMG_1080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-514048803958255004</id><published>2009-06-22T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T18:17:00.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-514048803958255004?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/514048803958255004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/514048803958255004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/514048803958255004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-4739442535566425737</id><published>2009-06-13T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:55:17.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One week of danger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Or should i say one month of danger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ohmigosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-Business management presentation next weds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-2 presentation in progress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-One more test coming (marketing1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-5 hour driving lecture this Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;-Body check next Thursday. Mum's idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;I'mma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; go crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Gonna get my driving license soon soon soon. But the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;JPJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; test will be on hold till i finish my finals. Which is on August. &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: lucida grande;"&gt;Waiting for the 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt; to arrive. *smile* hope there's no change of plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5866094531068308645-4739442535566425737?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/4739442535566425737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-week-of-danger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4739442535566425737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/4739442535566425737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-week-of-danger.html' title='One week of danger'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8583433106655442997</id><published>2009-06-06T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:53:42.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're into that person there's no reason to leave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;There's no reason. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't text him at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;all, improvement. Though sometimes i feel like texting him, everything is gonna be alright. My newly born blog needs to brighten up, been feeling like death, still feeling it a little but I'm gonna be A okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SiotxolPGqI/AAAAAAAAABA/iC0AdrJikSI/s1600-h/webcammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SiotxolPGqI/AAAAAAAAABA/iC0AdrJikSI/s320/webcammy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344134238558952098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! Wernie and Ian son :D&lt;br /&gt;My first picture posted up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to pretty up myself for no apparent reason.&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/5866094531068308645-8583433106655442997?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8583433106655442997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-youre-into-that-person-theres-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8583433106655442997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8583433106655442997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-youre-into-that-person-theres-no.html' title='If you&apos;re into that person there&apos;s no reason to leave.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/SiotxolPGqI/AAAAAAAAABA/iC0AdrJikSI/s72-c/webcammy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-1510162351425684647</id><published>2009-06-03T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:53:11.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oh gosh'/><title type='text'>Its still there :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Everything that reminds me of you and us are still here, every where in my freaky room. How am i to forget about you when every where i turned i see something from you, i don't want to remember how much we had together but at the same time i still do. How indecisive can i be. I need time, i need to set new priorities in my usual that's cause you're always in everything i do, I've never thought of setting a new priority list. Until now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every love song i listened automatically relates it to you and i, i still can't forget the past we had together. Waking up in the morning without your text, looking at the 28 messages that I've never-ed open intentionally sent on that particular date, i couldn't delete it. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We said we'll be friends from now on but its that possible, what if? I can't be ignoring your existence when we see each other. Oh f-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all i need is time to get over. I'm not okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** you. &lt;/3&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/5866094531068308645-1510162351425684647?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/1510162351425684647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-still-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1510162351425684647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/1510162351425684647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-still-there.html' title='Its still there :&apos;('/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5866094531068308645.post-8874155588252131146</id><published>2009-06-01T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T19:36:24.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fresh start.'/><title type='text'>A fresh start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Starting a new blog, fresh beginning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Credits to Wernie for the URL name. I lalalalove it. Thanks Wernie &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its tough to move on but as time passes I'll be fine again even better. I have my ladies with me at all times (Ian too) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I thought you were the one (At least i wanted it to be), two years isn't a short period of time, in that two years there were sweet memories that I'll never forget but for this past one month i tried my best to hold on to it, but all you did was hurting me with those words, I'm not trying to look or be the victim in this, i know I've been unfair to you as well but is it the way. Stop listening to other people's opinion, you can listen but you don't have to agree with it, its your decision in the end, its all up to you. Its your decision not theirs. Stop acting like a puss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I remembered the nights when you called me and mumbled sweet thing on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Stayed up late at night sending me &lt;3s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Wrote me love letters and sent it by post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Waited for sooo many hours just to see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Was my punching bag when i'm furious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Rush to my side when i'm down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Forgave me even when it was a unforgivable sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Being so concern and worried for everything that i did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;I did many things too, you just didn't see it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;You were my drug. You knew that (At least i thought you did)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;How did we get into this shit, but there's no turning back now is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Whats done is done. No turning back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It was &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Now&lt;/3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/5866094531068308645-8874155588252131146?l=deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/feeds/8874155588252131146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8874155588252131146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5866094531068308645/posts/default/8874155588252131146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deliciouslyshin.blogspot.com/2009/06/fresh-start.html' title='A fresh start.'/><author><name>Shinni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08776422441606757821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0c_guNh-Ajs/S5ZZZRknH8I/AAAAAAAAASQ/OAV-Nt61WrE/S220/n760727890_1005680_5339.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
