<?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-1928152617046866883</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:07:21.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lOvee miie, lOvee myy attitude</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-8215265678749374398</id><published>2011-02-08T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T08:56:59.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got something to say!</title><content type='html'>I didn't blog about this because I was feeling angry/sad/pissed over your post.&lt;br /&gt;I just post this because I have things to say.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, your post has no impact on me, because I am over you.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am over you, got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That post might have applied to me few weeks ago, but not current Fiona.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, whatever you said about me: shed crocodile tears(Thanks a lot ahs) I don't care even if I know it's not true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;P.S The only time you nearly made me cry is tt time at Singapore Discovery Centre. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks to your damn ego, I was so infuriated, not just angry mind you, that I nearly cried. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hello, that was the one and only time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND have I been caring about you recently? I didn't even contact you for like few weeks? And I only msned you once to ask you to come for dance on sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering what triggered you to post all that stuff out of a sudden when I didn't even contact you for weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You blogged :U posting those stuff on ur facebook. It doesn't take someone with PhD to figure who u're toking abt. "..boy" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to my facebook, and saw that I posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid calls = avoid problems? seriously, grow up boy! Irritatingly immature TTM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you seriously think that I'm talking bout you?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even call you.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're smart. smart jiu hao. Don't assume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously what are you thinking when you posted this?&lt;br /&gt;Have you thought how things will be when I see you after reading this?&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you, how shall i react? smile as if I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm not a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;And you know that your friends will be reading your blog. &lt;br /&gt;You said till like, urg, I'm a despo for you.&lt;br /&gt;How I'll feel when I see your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, but you don't even have the basic respect for me.&lt;br /&gt;Even as a friend. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks for publicising and making me look bad.&lt;br /&gt;You've succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how much I've put up with you?&lt;br /&gt;You so damn egoistic do you know that?&lt;br /&gt;and I'm nt the only one who has said that.&lt;br /&gt;and trust me, your ego plays a part in you not improving, not me.&lt;br /&gt;I relax and accept, because I accept you for who you are cause you're my friend.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think that you're the only one with dignity and others don't?&lt;br /&gt;You deprived me of this little basic respect that I should have.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I can't accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I love dance a lot, and I want to achieve something in it.&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who said in the first place, time commitment.&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes you can't, but pls prac at hm. and whenever I ask you to prac with me, it's simply because I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;really really really&lt;/span&gt; want us to improve.&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; don't overthink&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter now if you can't make it, but prac. seriously. &lt;br /&gt;you, me, we are not that good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put an end to this, I'll just pretend I didn't see anything, you 自动 a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna say much.&lt;br /&gt;And I remind you one last time. You are just my friend. and yes, i was into you, but now i'm over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DON'T OVERTHINK AGAIN. CHANGE YOUR THINKING. I'VE MOVED ON AND SO SHUD YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-8215265678749374398?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8215265678749374398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=8215265678749374398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8215265678749374398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8215265678749374398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2011/02/ive-got-something-to-say.html' title='I&apos;ve got something to say!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-8359424664144073824</id><published>2011-01-27T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T18:39:40.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dread today- 28/1/1</title><content type='html'>Just finished handing up effective writing project.&lt;br /&gt;Bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eapen said that she's gonna give us a C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;a "C"!! oh my god....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said that our format is all wrong. Goodness. I've wasted x&lt;24 hrs on it. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I think my grades will be down this time.. Better buck up soon.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread today..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna move back to my home in commonwealth later in the late noon.&lt;br /&gt;happy, I can be with my family when I'm home ! and I can chit chat with my mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I know I'll miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I always know that deep in me, I still do love you.. it's just that I want to remove that, remove that reliance and dependance on you.. but I'm gonna keep that love deep in me.. I just hope that maybe we can go naturally. who knows.. we'll meet again in future.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I love you..&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&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/1928152617046866883-8359424664144073824?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8359424664144073824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=8359424664144073824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8359424664144073824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8359424664144073824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dread-today-2811.html' title='I dread today- 28/1/1'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-5684697879371326926</id><published>2010-08-27T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T11:43:58.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upset.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel so upset right now..&lt;br /&gt;After reading Tri's post..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can feel all his emotions as I was reading his post..&lt;br /&gt;The helplessness, his heartache, him not trying to worry his father..&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so distraught..&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could comfort him and cheer him up..&lt;br /&gt;Guess every family has it's own problems..&lt;br /&gt;It's just a matter of the severity of the problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I've always wondered, why do all these problems keep coming to my family, why can't I just have a perfectly normal family, so that I can study in peace, without having to worry what will happen next, will I still have a room over my head, or monetary issues.&lt;br /&gt;But after all these years, it finally came to me that,&lt;br /&gt;it is all these obstacles and problems that made me grow, and learn how to deal with problems in the face of adversity. It forced me to grow.&lt;br /&gt;However, I am thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;Because without all these setbacks, I'll never be able to experience life.&lt;br /&gt;I would have just been a rose grown in a glass bottle, never able to be strong and survive in the wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;And I think despite all the tears and sweat these obstacles had given to us,&lt;br /&gt;it is these obstacles that bond me and my family together.&lt;br /&gt;I never minded that I had a broken family, I never minded that we're not born with a silver spoon, what I mind is that we love and cherish each other.&lt;br /&gt;And this is what that matters most to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm not living with my family now, but the bond that we have, will never be broken.&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna be home.. omg.. Why does my throat feel so sour when I'm typing this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my family a lot..&lt;br /&gt;I used to have those immature thinking in the past.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm able to move out and live alone , I'll be free, from my mum's nagging.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I really miss her nagging..&lt;br /&gt;Life's tough, really tough without your family by your side.&lt;br /&gt;No one to give you encouragement when you achieved something, No one for you to pour your woes to. Nothing to look forward to when you're home. No siblings to cheer you up when you're having a bad day outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickening, loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, I just wanna say, Mum, I miss you... So so much.. And I'll be home, soon..&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/1928152617046866883-5684697879371326926?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5684697879371326926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=5684697879371326926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/5684697879371326926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/5684697879371326926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/upset.html' title='Upset.'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-598774454146583428</id><published>2010-08-19T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T22:14:26.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yeah ~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TG4HejUVvmI/AAAAAAAAADM/fgJUWl7aQ3U/s1600/39618_416625532764_657072764_4975275_2558727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/"&gt;You ♥ | Me&lt;/a&gt;: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Think it has been a long long time since I'd posted anything!&lt;br /&gt;okayys, other than my lost fifi notice.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Having the Holidays now.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 10 am to catch Glee.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I know I sound soo outdated, but GLEE IS HONESTLY AWESOME~!&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR! Haa haas ! I'm gonna catch more glee online! oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okays, some updates on these weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Joined in the Samsung YOG Relay thing as motivator, Had like great loads of fun !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TG4Hv0zhhHI/AAAAAAAAADU/9RHy5uAPhP4/s1600/39618_416625532764_657072764_4975275_2558727_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TG4Hv0zhhHI/AAAAAAAAADU/9RHy5uAPhP4/s400/39618_416625532764_657072764_4975275_2558727_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507347912530691186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken at the last stop, At RP.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the campus is so nice!&lt;br /&gt;Like it's fully air-conditioned and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;How I wished NYP's fully air-conditioned.&lt;br /&gt;*envious*&lt;br /&gt;Plus they have SUBWAY~!&lt;br /&gt;Okayys, this's like sup envious. Haa haas!&lt;br /&gt;Kinda lazy to post all the pictures that I've taken, cause there's a whole bunch of it!&lt;br /&gt;You can check it out at my fb,&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/fiona638&lt;br /&gt;:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news!&lt;br /&gt;I've another photoshoot on Sunday at Marina Barrage ~!&lt;br /&gt;Kinda excited for this, cause Marina Barrage has great scenery!&lt;br /&gt;Like the last time I had pictures taken there, the gradient, hues of the background were fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this photoshoot goes well and I pray that it doesn't rain on that day, since it's like the raining season right now.&lt;br /&gt;And as I'm typing this, I see the sky darken outside. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorta dampens my mood, but I'm feeling ecstatic bout meeting Jiuan and Sufang later!&lt;br /&gt;Hell do I miss them!&lt;br /&gt;Am like so busy with school and everything that I rarely meet them.&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Heeh Heeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayys, Imma gonna go catch glee now. gotta start preparing at 2.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as you know.. girls takes a long long time to prepare. Haahaas!!&lt;br /&gt;Will be updating more frequently from now on !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tatas~!&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/1928152617046866883-598774454146583428?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/598774454146583428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=598774454146583428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/598774454146583428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/598774454146583428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh yeah ~!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TG4Hv0zhhHI/AAAAAAAAADU/9RHy5uAPhP4/s72-c/39618_416625532764_657072764_4975275_2558727_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-873811743933026149</id><published>2010-08-14T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T13:39:04.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST FIFI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TGb9g7-5BUI/AAAAAAAAADE/7vUnq6aTgIU/s1600/fifi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505366336806126914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TGb9g7-5BUI/AAAAAAAAADE/7vUnq6aTgIU/s400/fifi2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TGb9gsfHd8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/EEu6gZvBRIU/s1600/fifi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505366332646324162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TGb9gsfHd8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/EEu6gZvBRIU/s400/fifi1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi everyone, Pls help !&lt;br /&gt;I lost my beloved Fifi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's a purebred Silky Terrier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2-3 years of age.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not neutered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Microchip ID :7020 3333 0000 864&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Length of hair: Medium&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Accessories she had on her: Hot pink collar with no dog tag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last seen :Jelapang road Blk 511&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missing since 13th Aug 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pls do help, Fifi ran away from home when the door's open and left unnoticingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very worried bout her as she has skin condition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pls help.. and if seen, pls contact me at 83467825&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/1928152617046866883-873811743933026149?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/873811743933026149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=873811743933026149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/873811743933026149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/873811743933026149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/08/lost-fifi.html' title='LOST FIFI!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/TGb9g7-5BUI/AAAAAAAAADE/7vUnq6aTgIU/s72-c/fifi2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-8210903923440382149</id><published>2010-05-24T01:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:33:16.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Boy! or should I say, super 'girl'?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was reading the NewPaper today when I saw this new growing trend in the chinese entertainment industry. Cross dressing singers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The article I was reading is on Liu Zhu, a guy who crossed dressed as a female and participated in a all-males reality singing competition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna know how he looks like ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watch this video:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-5wv9CehLA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-5wv9CehLA&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my goodness!! He seriously looks like a girl !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and in my opinion, he dresses even better than girls!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and with his sweet vocals, he managed to wow the audience, and took the title of Super Boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ain't this cool? He is so courageous. I don't think any girls would like their boyfriends to be known for his crossdressing. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Of course, his performance had won praises and a fair share of critics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;People thought that his cross dressing in the competition become a trend in China.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But still, I commend him on his bravery for his determination to do what he likes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Seriously, to all those who discriminate him, how many of you dare to walk on the stage dressing as the opposite sex?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't be so critical and Enjoy this new batch of talents. When you want to be in a show like this, the only way to stand out is to have a watchable quality, having nothing to show is even worse. Cross dressing is a unique style to leave a deep impression of you on others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're just not that liberal in Singapore. It takes time to lower down the level of conservatism. But still, we should judge people on his/her talent and not on gender.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, Juice by you Liu Zhu! You're great and continue to be who you are!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-8210903923440382149?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8210903923440382149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=8210903923440382149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8210903923440382149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8210903923440382149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-out-taiwan-here-they-come_24.html' title='Super Boy! or should I say, super &apos;girl&apos;?'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-7079883631149427047</id><published>2010-05-24T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:07:44.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Out Taiwan ! Here they come !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-7079883631149427047?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7079883631149427047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=7079883631149427047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/7079883631149427047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/7079883631149427047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-out-taiwan-here-they-come.html' title='Look Out Taiwan ! Here they come !'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-2041411869284063356</id><published>2010-05-07T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T13:50:41.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! I'm finally well!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey Peeps! I'm finally well again!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haa haas! Just in case you didn't see my facebookings, I was down with some sort of giddy spells on Monday. And worse of all, I was stuck in school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't wanna get an absent for my classes, so I stayed till the end of all my classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I remembered I had effcom tutorials in the noon and I told the tutor I wasn't feeling well and I wanna puke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet she thought for a moment that I'm pregnant can?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hilariously funny! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I made a joke out of that la, typical me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haa haas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I rushed home as soon as I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This damn giddy spells lasted for like a few days and I wasn't intending to see a doc till my boyfriend was down with high fever on Thurs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear I didn't want to skip school okays, but he looked so damn sick with his whole body burning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I bet his mum wouldn't do anything except to tell him to see a doc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Which was what she did. Super diaos -_-''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in the end I stayed home and sponged him with ice water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell you guys something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had never looked after a worser patient. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My gosh, he's like so tiao ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Didn't want me to sponge any other part of his body except his forehead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And he got so bloody pissed off when I wiped his body with ice water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a nuisance!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But when I told him this when he recovered, he laughed like it's some joke of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Funny huh? but it's hard on me you know, dumb dumb?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haa Haas!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in the noon, I went to the doc to get mc, and shun bian consult the doc on my giddiness too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in the end, his verdict is that, I have some virus that travelled from my throat to my ear nerve and cause the imbalance in my eardrum, and he bombarded me with loads of scientific terms for around 15 mins before he prescribed some pills to "improve my ear nerve".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh god, what a joke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet it's due to the weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But well, honestly, the medication he prescribed really worked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Juice by you, Doc :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since I'm well already, I'm catching up on the lessons I missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woo Hoo, I just completed drawing Mindmaps for pre-management.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ICA's coming, so I'd have to buck up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So... back to work again ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tata guys ~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-2041411869284063356?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/2041411869284063356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=2041411869284063356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/2041411869284063356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/2041411869284063356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/05/yeah-im-finally-well.html' title='Yeah! I&apos;m finally well!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-1974735262921555035</id><published>2010-03-20T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T02:41:11.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenage photoshoot pictures~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yeah, It's like finally I got the soft copy of my photoshoot for Teenage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S6SV05Xj6jI/AAAAAAAAACs/btDuy-LY0K4/s1600-h/Fashion-First1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450646185010522674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S6SV05Xj6jI/AAAAAAAAACs/btDuy-LY0K4/s400/Fashion-First1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S6SWBWPNwvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HH2aWB3abQ4/s1600-h/Fashion-First21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450646398918574834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S6SWBWPNwvI/AAAAAAAAAC0/HH2aWB3abQ4/s400/Fashion-First21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like after so long then they send it to me. So pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But well, at lest I got it .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muahahaas !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realised some freaking bitch is in the April's issue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She went for the NP open house and joined the teenage model search.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I find it so freaking ridiculous. She haven even complete her O's and she went for open houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my, my. You're too over confident aren't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall see how well you score. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So frustrating, She's jeering at Jiuan in school just because I'm not there anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bitchy. Oh well, She'll get her retribution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, will be meeting Jiuan ltr. gonna go watch Being Human. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my opinion, Jack Neo did something immoral, but still, we shouldn't not recognise his talent just because of his personal life. And I think that the show shud be rather nice. Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta go prepare now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shall blog again soon ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tatas~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-1974735262921555035?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/1974735262921555035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=1974735262921555035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/1974735262921555035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/1974735262921555035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/03/teenage-photoshoot-pictures.html' title='Teenage photoshoot pictures~!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S6SV05Xj6jI/AAAAAAAAACs/btDuy-LY0K4/s72-c/Fashion-First1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-4250875471963070379</id><published>2010-03-13T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T04:39:37.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHA! Finally updated !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Gosh ! It's been a long long time since I updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Work work and work. No time lehhs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saddened. But still, Work's fun.&lt;br /&gt;To update you guys, I'm working as an events promoter for an advertising company.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pay's really good know, and my colleagues are real fun people !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm like permanently in roadshows, so usually I'm doing roadshow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tiring. I wake up at 7 plus every morning, used to be 6 plus so I can turn up for morning's prime time. But now it's like optional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta reach office by 9.45 a.m and leave office at 10, go for breakfast and open the booth at 11 all the way till 8 plus, 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bleahs, really upset this week, my sales is like really low. Disappointed with myself and I feel that I sort of let my leader down :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shouldn't stay in this emotional situation now, because I know I shouldn't let yesterday's loss affect the victory today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, motivate myself. Actually this's also self comfort la. Haa haas !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any way, I went to Medical checkup ytd for the poly admission and after that my mum brought me to the IT fair and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I BOUGHT A NET BOOK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S5uEqlxCsLI/AAAAAAAAACU/k5FiXW_mqdk/s1600-h/LGIM0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448094041461928114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S5uEqlxCsLI/AAAAAAAAACU/k5FiXW_mqdk/s400/LGIM0425.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S5uFAS9Mc1I/AAAAAAAAACk/IClp348K6xU/s1600-h/LGIM0426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448094414369747794" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S5uFAS9Mc1I/AAAAAAAAACk/IClp348K6xU/s400/LGIM0426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Woo Hoo ! Was freaking happy can, like that dun have to bring the freaking 2 kg plus latop to school in future and dun have to fight with my bf over the com.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But usually I dun really use the com besides the reason of lack of time, I'm freaking lazy to sit in front of the com and stare in the screen which explains why I hardly blog :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bought for at a damn low price of $499 plus external cd recorder( so that if I wanna use cd roms) an extra $69 it's like total of $568. Cheap right ! Comes with casing and optical mouse and 1 year warranty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Further more I bought a notebook cooler with blue lights, USB vacuum cleaner to clean my keyboard, another 8 gb thumbdrive cause the netbook only has 1 gb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everything's like only $600.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's god damn cheap la ! But it burnt a big hole in my bank. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This week gotta work extra harder to get more money den next week can go do my nail extensions and shop for casual wear for poly le. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be it Orchard Central or Malacca Street, I will work harder to make up for my last week's poor performance !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;KEMPATEI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haa haas !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alrights ! Enough blogging for today le.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have to go company my cutie Boyfriend le. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tatas ppl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-4250875471963070379?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4250875471963070379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=4250875471963070379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/4250875471963070379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/4250875471963070379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/03/aha-finally-updated.html' title='AHA! Finally updated !'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S5uEqlxCsLI/AAAAAAAAACU/k5FiXW_mqdk/s72-c/LGIM0425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-7319445919936592335</id><published>2010-01-14T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:23:55.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My God !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh my freaking god !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just got a call from teenage magazine , and I'm going down for a photoshoot on the 19th !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Freaking happy can ! Like my first photoshoot !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And It'll be in the March issue. Great ! Hopefully I don't look freaking dunb on that day !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Gotta go back to work. Tata~!&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/1928152617046866883-7319445919936592335?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7319445919936592335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=7319445919936592335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/7319445919936592335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/7319445919936592335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-god.html' title='My God !'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-4165317922161161600</id><published>2010-01-07T01:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T02:43:00.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finale ~!</title><content type='html'>My gosh! I'm like freaking freaking happy that my blog's recovered. Previously they shut down my blog due to 'some suspicious activity' as they call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It lead to me having no where to vent my frustrations or share my joy for 5 whole months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I end up talking to myself in the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And there's not even an email to tell me what to do with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God, google sucks. Fine, I'm just so whiney today. Haa haas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah, guess what? I've been on twitter today and I suddenly thought of following Robert Pattinson. What to do? He's just so HOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I searched for his name and I realised there's so many fakers of Robert Pattinson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How do I know which is the real him? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And speaking of fakers, there's so cheaters on the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look below, I got this mail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S0W43rKVtWI/AAAAAAAAACE/43osV6O3JLs/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423944592856036706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S0W43rKVtWI/AAAAAAAAACE/43osV6O3JLs/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S0W4ajvkq_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/juS_p8bw4PE/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423944092648516594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S0W4ajvkq_I/AAAAAAAAAB8/juS_p8bw4PE/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't it obvious its's a spam? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those who will fall for this are seriously dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And greed blinds people, which is why so many people got cheated and don't even know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna go eat now, freaking hungry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will blog again when time comes! TATA PEEPS~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/1928152617046866883-4165317922161161600?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4165317922161161600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=4165317922161161600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/4165317922161161600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/4165317922161161600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2010/01/finale.html' title='Finale ~!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUdMx0WSuxw/S0W43rKVtWI/AAAAAAAAACE/43osV6O3JLs/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-927725578699710560</id><published>2009-07-16T11:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T06:40:20.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Intruders!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Oh, my god. I was so praying to have a good sleep tonight and my boyfriend had to come back home with his friends. Oh my gosh. Am I supposed to play a good hostess, or to be pissed.&lt;br /&gt;The cologne smell of his friends was sooooo strong that it practically washed my room of it's sleepy smell. You know the kinda smell you have when you wake up and even after bathing, you feel like sleeping upon returning to the room and smelling that smell?&lt;br /&gt;Yupp, that's it. I like that smell. Maybe it's a weird habit of mine. But well, after sleeping for 16 years, I'd taken a liking to it. Actually it's in fact, I love it!&lt;br /&gt;haahaas! Even I find it weird myself. Anyway, now I'm putting up with having 2 strangers with cologne so strong that it suffocates me! I'm so gonna kill my boyfriend later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm hungry. Haa Haas. Well, obviously it's not by smelling the cologne la,&lt;br /&gt;is just that I hadn't had my supper yet. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go grab a bite later.. Can't stand the feeling of gastric juices feeling my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;So bored. Guess I'll go catch my new BFF.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahs! BAAD! xoxo!&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/1928152617046866883-927725578699710560?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/927725578699710560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=927725578699710560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/927725578699710560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/927725578699710560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/intruders.html' title='Intruders!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-6571390345016044770</id><published>2009-07-08T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:53:11.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;         I'm still in school. Having english lessons and lessons will be ending soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just received bad news. My mum wants me to move back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arg. I knew this day will come, but didn't expect that it'll come so soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just got used to living with my boyfriend and now I have to go.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know how to break the news to my boyfriend.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling so sad now lo. So hope that I can stay there just little longer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I'll miss just looking at my boyfriend playing with Fifi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I'll miss just looking at my boyfriend cook..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I'll miss looking at my boyfriend washing clothes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How I'll miss looking at him sleeping on the bed with his baby-like sleeping postures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aihhs... When I go, I'll have much little time to meet him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And another bad news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boyfriend's leaving for some unknown place called &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walabi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dunno where that is. I've always known&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walabi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;as some baby kangaroo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Really can't bear.. Dunno why my response's this big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not as if he's gonna like go forever and not be back or something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should just take it like how I did last year. But somehow I feel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forsaken..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's weird.. How I'd been feeling these days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Arg... I need something to vent my everything on.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going mad!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forget it.. I should just act as if everything's normal.. I shouldn't ruin his chances of going..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shouldn't be a tripping stone in his life.. I don't want this to be a regret in his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Yupp, that's it. So I should just seal up my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm seriously getting really emotional these days. Letting my heart lead my head. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dumb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright, I'm feeling much better after blogging bout these stuffs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BAAD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-6571390345016044770?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6571390345016044770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=6571390345016044770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/6571390345016044770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/6571390345016044770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-still-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-8165682234697330786</id><published>2009-07-08T04:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T04:38:17.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm home from school!&lt;br /&gt;And my boyfriend's home too. Sleeping on the bed now while I'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished dinner. Full!&lt;br /&gt;Sad la, Dnt's a disaster. Always injure myself while doing artefact.&lt;br /&gt;Dumb me. so clumsy. And now my finger's hurting.&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished my base half way. Was so dumb! I actually glued a piece of paper in between my artefact. Fortunately It's not very &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;obvious. Heeh Heeh.&lt;br /&gt;Just read boyster's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;To: Boyster.&lt;br /&gt;Boyster boyster, always so emo huh. I know emo's your style, but must look on the bright side yarrh? Thing's ain't always smooth sailing, but with optimism, you'll survive no matter how bad things are alright? Don't indulge yourself in pessimistic thinking, it's bad for health leh. So try to think a little happier, everything will look much more beautiful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh yarrh, I'm so bloody obsessed with Paris's My New Bff.&lt;br /&gt;You can catch it on Mtv.com. Search for My New Bff and choose the season you'll like to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Feel that it's so nice and you can see how fake human is in order to get fame and fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was just thinking..&lt;br /&gt;Why would a person wanna get Bff's after 2 seasons of choosing bffs and knowing that they're just after her money. Dumb isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's just my thinking. But I feel that Bffs are fake. There's no friends forever. To say it in a bad way, friends are just making use of each other. Well, I remembered someone saying that to me. Will some one really give up their everything for a friend?&lt;br /&gt;I guess not. Well, it applies to me.&lt;br /&gt;I might give up somethings for friends that I think that they're worthy of, but definitely not everything. Guess it's just human nature to be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Especially in our generation when gains means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Say that I'm realistic or wat, but have you heard a saying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Money makes the world go round."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Feel that it's pretty true, like is there something in the world that doesn't require or involve money? Nah, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;But there's something else I feel that is much more important than money.&lt;br /&gt;That is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kinship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kinship's something that I'll never forsake in no matter what the circumstances are.&lt;br /&gt;My mum, my siblings.&lt;br /&gt;My mum gave me my life, and though I always said that if my siblings wasn't born, how good will that be? But still, I feel glad that they're born.&lt;br /&gt;They brought joy to my life, teaching me how to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grateful. This is what I feel. Giving me family is the best gift god gave to me.&lt;br /&gt;Though my family might not be the best in others' eyes.&lt;br /&gt;But in my heart, they the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;To my family.&lt;br /&gt;Though you might not read this, but I would like to tell yall,&lt;br /&gt;Yall the best.&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Alright, I'm gonna go for a bath now.&lt;br /&gt;BAAD guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S   BAAD= Blog Again Another Day :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-8165682234697330786?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8165682234697330786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=8165682234697330786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8165682234697330786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8165682234697330786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/home.html' title='Home!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-498541527479650205</id><published>2009-07-04T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:22:22.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiuan's birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah, great. Was Jiuan's birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaas! Well, It was yesterday, but when I came back was too tired to blog le. So blogged today. So yupps, these are the photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0003-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0003-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Dear candid photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0004-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0004-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syahidah and me while waiting for jiuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0005-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0005-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0006-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0006-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cake we bought for Jiuan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0007.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiuan cutting cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM00131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM00131.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0012.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our photo taken together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I wanted to take photo with dear and we got into a tug-0-war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0014.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0015.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0016.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0019.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0018.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0010.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get a picture from him in the end -_-''&lt;br /&gt;Haa haas!&lt;br /&gt;Though only the few of us, but yesterday was really fun.&lt;br /&gt;Still got lots of photos, but I'll post it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIUAN!!:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-498541527479650205?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/498541527479650205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=498541527479650205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/498541527479650205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/498541527479650205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/jiuans-birthday.html' title='Jiuan&apos;s birthday!'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-6148917656034392556</id><published>2009-07-02T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T05:13:32.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah, finally I have time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Boo, school's boring and tiring. But still, have to get thru this year.&lt;br /&gt;Final year. Yeah baby.&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm gonna miss school like hell after I graduate.&lt;br /&gt;After much of working experiences, I'll definitely say that school life's the best of all.&lt;br /&gt;Sighs. How I wish school can start later and I wouldn't get myself so tired out.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna post photos that I took recently and just a little lagging behind photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image5908.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/Image5908.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Typical day at the esplanade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image5917.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/Image5917.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image5919.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/Image5919.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Being vain. Wahahaas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image5924.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/Image5924.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fave Jiuan Jiuan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Fionana.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/Fionana.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Before going out with dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0005.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0003.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;Been so lazy bout taking photos nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Did ya check out my new lashes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=LGIM0004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/LGIM0004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chio huh.. Love the diamonds. Haa haas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been busying taking care of my fifi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so adorable can. Was wondering why I didn't spend time with her last time.&lt;br /&gt;Dear dotes on Fifi loads oh. Guess gonna bring her grooming next month.&lt;br /&gt;Her fur's getting longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then, gonna go takaire of my Fifi. Shall blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Tata~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-6148917656034392556?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/6148917656034392556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=6148917656034392556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/6148917656034392556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/6148917656034392556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2009/07/ah-finally-i-have-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-8611458531503142452</id><published>2009-06-26T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:12:06.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>Finally I've updated my blog. Great. I've been sitting in front of the com for the whole day doing my blog yesterday and changing everything. For a computer idiot like me, I took quite a long time to change the blogskin and the codes. So I'm like quite happy, at lest my blog isn't that screwed up like the previous one.Haa haas. Wow, such a miracle. just updated my blog and I heard from my classmate he read my blog. Rather surprised la, cause my blog's quite low profile. This make me more eager to post more. I'll be posting more frequently from now on, cause will be having loads of free time sitting at home doing nothing. Think gonna go out with my boyfriend again. He said going Bugis. Think he's gonna go there bai bai. Don't know how's the weather gonna be today. Hopefully it doesn't rain, if not it's gonna spoil the whole day. So tired now. Went to see the doctor in the morning. The safety precautions that the polyclinics are taking are really scaring me. The nurses asked me whether I have cough, flu, fever and sore throat. I've got all! Thought that I'll be quarantined or something. Luckily not. Haa haas. But it's really pretty scary to know how many cases of H1M1 Singapore's having. I remembered reading the newspaper that one third of the world's population will be getting H1M1. Seriously dangerous la. Hopefully the situation in Singapore wouldn't be that severe. If this carries on, bet we wouldn't be able to go on a holiday at the end of the year. My boyfriend's cui-ing me ready. Tsk. Irritating. I just sat here for a while. Chey. Hao bahs, I'm gonna 'obey' my boyfriend now and gonna go do my stuff. Will update again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-8611458531503142452?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/8611458531503142452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=8611458531503142452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8611458531503142452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/8611458531503142452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2009/06/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-3012049179267932809</id><published>2008-10-15T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T09:50:10.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's first day working at bata and it was great!!&lt;br /&gt;new colleagues : ahh tiong francis and amy.&lt;br /&gt;ahh tiong's like damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;he gave miie and sook yee his sales.&lt;br /&gt;and my sales was like $400 , 500!&lt;br /&gt;WOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;sadd nowadays the pay like crap.&lt;br /&gt;no commission.&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;but hopefully can maintain this good performance den can increase pay.&lt;br /&gt;heeh heeh.&lt;br /&gt;tho the pay's likequite pathetic, but at lest my time very flexible, and got time to miit dear.&lt;br /&gt;sadd life, dear today first day in tekong andd i'm missing him like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dear, must takaire of eurself huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;nowadays raining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;dun get caught in the rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i'll wait for uue!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;muackx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heeh heeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now having aching feet, today was wearing pumps to work,&lt;br /&gt;den stand too long so pain!:(&lt;br /&gt;den ii went to buy a pair of cotton pumps that's more comfy.&lt;br /&gt;den mummy call miie den ii complain to her den she say she sponser miie.&lt;br /&gt;l0vee mummy loads!!&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am feeling sleepy le.&lt;br /&gt;today stand the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog again tml!&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-3012049179267932809?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/3012049179267932809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=3012049179267932809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/3012049179267932809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/3012049179267932809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-first-day-working-at-bata-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-5598288454786245085</id><published>2008-10-11T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:32:27.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally it's after exams!&lt;br /&gt;long time since i've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;let miie blog about these few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days ago,&lt;br /&gt;we, the three bimbolicious gals,&lt;br /&gt;went to the library to do..&lt;br /&gt;well, uue noe watt bimbos do.&lt;br /&gt;they don't study when they go to libraries.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! was just kidding bout the bimbo stuff.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i'm the only bimbo in the 3.&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;and my story goes on..&lt;br /&gt;so there's this gal who wanns to pee,&lt;br /&gt;so all 3 of the gals went to the toilet. to pee.&lt;br /&gt;andd there it goes!&lt;br /&gt;camwhoring time!!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=081020082102-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/081020082102-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there, miie, debra and chih jiuan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hadd a fun time though there's only 3 of us.&lt;br /&gt;nahh, shudd say though there's only 3 of us, at lest we dun like each other's bf unlike some dumb gals.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, ppl like to say love cannot be controlled.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, eur right!&lt;br /&gt;but at lest be honest to eur friend.&lt;br /&gt;have the most basic respect for the friend that uue were once so close witt.&lt;br /&gt;it's not as if uue had a huge roll witt her andd uue hate her so much.&lt;br /&gt;come on,&lt;br /&gt;just face the facts.&lt;br /&gt;uue dun even treat her as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;dun say that eur not wrong and watsoever.&lt;br /&gt;nobody wanns to noe if eur wrong anot.&lt;br /&gt;just touch eur heart and ask eur conscience.&lt;br /&gt;only uue will noe if uue've done wrong.&lt;br /&gt;noe the ans, keep it to eurself, and repent.&lt;br /&gt;that's the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;but for uue, if uue dun repent,&lt;br /&gt;let miie tell uue this: euu'll never find true love.&lt;br /&gt;be true to eurself.&lt;br /&gt;that's the only advice ii cann tell uue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, enough of these and let's move on to today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to queen's town witt dear and we took some photos while in the cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jiangjiangjiangjiang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=11102008869.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/11102008869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually wanted to tou pai him, but in the end took myself. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/?action=view&amp;amp;current=11102008878-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i339.photobucket.com/albums/n466/fiona6382/11102008878-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA, I LOVE THIS PHOTO THE MOST!!&lt;br /&gt;KAWAII!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO DAMN CUTE CAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's usually so serious.&lt;br /&gt;(typical army guys)&lt;br /&gt;somemore he dun like to take photos.&lt;br /&gt;den also give one not smiley face.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly he gave such a cute face!!&lt;br /&gt;oh my god!!&lt;br /&gt;i love him!!&lt;br /&gt;heeh heeh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we walk to queenstown den we went to see clothing, den went to all the sports shop.&lt;br /&gt;den see see , we saw this kappa jacket that ii actually really liked,&lt;br /&gt;den he wanted to buy for miie.&lt;br /&gt;tot dun waste money den say dun wan.&lt;br /&gt;thanks darling! you xin jiu hao oh!&lt;br /&gt;heeh heeh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i just came back and dear's witt yao long.&lt;br /&gt;gonna go bathe first oh.&lt;br /&gt;gotta blog another time!&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s just realised i'm having some damn probs witt my photos.&lt;br /&gt;got cut half away.&lt;br /&gt;and the picasa web album can't be used!&lt;br /&gt;ARG!&lt;br /&gt;will be uploading the rest of the photos soon!&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-5598288454786245085?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-6555334575885820858</id><published>2008-09-25T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T08:43:59.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo hoo!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally blogging.&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to boiisterr. he forced miie to blog and ii said after exams.&lt;br /&gt;but see ppl's blogg le zai see my blog like so buang so tot shud blog and tell yall that i'm gonna stop blogging for this period of time till after examinations.&lt;br /&gt;stress mans.&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;hao bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;shall end here le.&lt;br /&gt;remember to check my blog after exams oh!&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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/&gt;always gave her all these problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mummy, must be strong.&lt;br /&gt;dun worry abt miie.&lt;br /&gt;must be strong for our sake alrights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh,&lt;br /&gt;weijian say cannot think so much, so dun think le.&lt;br /&gt;just now went to see the SAF guy who died during training's gf's blog.&lt;br /&gt;so sad.&lt;br /&gt;can understand how she feels.&lt;br /&gt;imagine wat happens to her happens to miie.&lt;br /&gt;if this happens to dear, i dunno wat i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;i send my condolences to euu.&lt;br /&gt;jia you gal, euu will survive this, though eur alone.&lt;br /&gt;be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw her last entries and went to do these quizes she did for fun.&lt;br /&gt;one was : what's my love style.&lt;br /&gt;and the results is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" border width="'350px'" bg style="color:'#ffffcc';"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Verdana; font-size: 10pt; color: black;"&gt;Your Love Style Is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Verdana; font-size: 20pt; color:#cc0000;"&gt;Caring!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.datingtips.ws/style-caring.gif" align="left" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Verdana; font-size: 12pt; color: black;"&gt;You seem to have it all worked out.  You are emotional strong, warm and know how to love.  More importantly you think with both your head and your heart allowing you to handle all romantic situations calmly.  How did you get this smart!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect myself to be caring.&lt;br /&gt;haas.&lt;br /&gt;must reconfirm with bf le.&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that he confirm say this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;dear: you caring? sure anot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;miie: euu dare say i not caring? at lest better than euu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and then we'll start bickering again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haa haas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here for today!&lt;br /&gt;gonna pack my stuff for tml.&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-4768008564817546881</id><published>2008-07-25T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:39:03.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 11.28 and i'm home just norrt long ago.&lt;br /&gt;spend my day with him today.&lt;br /&gt;had a drink with him and his friend and i came back home.&lt;br /&gt;when i came home there's this strong smell of durians&lt;br /&gt;den i remembered my mum bought durians from her friend ytd.&lt;br /&gt;so exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;she bought &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baskets of durians which is like &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIFTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kg!!&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;she's like so mad about the durians.&lt;br /&gt;but it's very nice nehhs.&lt;br /&gt;she bot it from her friend who sells durians and all the durians are from malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;she bought all these durians for onliie 3.50 rm per kg!&lt;br /&gt;damn cheap!&lt;br /&gt;haas.&lt;br /&gt;den she told miie her friend earns &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;20,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rm from jush selling these durians!&lt;br /&gt;so much nehhs.&lt;br /&gt;should jush consider opening a durian stall next tym.&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn sad. i can't upload photos to my blog cause i dun have cable for my samsung phone that's like half spoilt and look damn cock.&lt;br /&gt;shud get my mum to gimme her n95 since she wanna change phone.&lt;br /&gt;shall upload loads of photos when i get the cable.&lt;br /&gt;hees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end here today.&lt;br /&gt;wanna watch absolute bf.&lt;br /&gt;must watch!! strongly recommended!&lt;br /&gt;hees:D&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-4768008564817546881?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/4768008564817546881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=4768008564817546881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/4768008564817546881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/4768008564817546881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-11.html' title=''/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-6959330987128259078</id><published>2008-07-24T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T06:28:53.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm home finally.&lt;br /&gt;had netball today and i'm like so shag.&lt;br /&gt;arg.&lt;br /&gt;had a quarrel with leah today,&lt;br /&gt;cause she was like umpiring den she umpire wrong i was like fuck la.&lt;br /&gt;den she got angry and said that i shouted at her.&lt;br /&gt;sorry leah, my fault.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't mean it,&lt;br /&gt;jush like it sort of became a habit.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't directing at you.=x&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't shout at you.&lt;br /&gt;it was just my normal voice.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps just make you feel that i'm shouting bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were having break,&lt;br /&gt;i went over and talk to her and she was like pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;i explained and apologise but i said that i wasn't shouting at her&lt;br /&gt;and she said that my sorry wasn't sincere.&lt;br /&gt;-_-''&lt;br /&gt;and she said that i didn't let her play during competition and she didn't want to go netball because of miie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den it started to get miie thinking...&lt;br /&gt;if i were her, i too will feel the same way as she did.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i want she to train herself better so she can play in competitions and stuff, so she can really win for herself,&lt;br /&gt;that's why i always ask her to go training.&lt;br /&gt;in competitions, it's cruel. euu lose, and eur out.&lt;br /&gt;that's why better players go on court and play because we all want to win.&lt;br /&gt;so if euu dun improve, the lesser chance euu can play.&lt;br /&gt;that's why everybody's working so hard.&lt;br /&gt;but leah, when euu said that euu dun wanna go training because of miie, have euu ever think that by not going training, does it even benefits euu?&lt;br /&gt;you know euu're behind them because euu missed out that 1 year,&lt;br /&gt;den why not come and train and make eurself better?&lt;br /&gt;euu said i make euu feel left out, but i see that we're okayy all along.&lt;br /&gt;we still play and chit chat and bimbo as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;den what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;maybe sometimes i'm like more insensitive and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;but euu can always tell miie..&lt;br /&gt;i'll listen.&lt;br /&gt;aihhs.&lt;br /&gt;somehow i just feel sorry and get that kind of indescribable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;so wish that we can be like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leah, we'll sit down and discuss alright..&lt;br /&gt;as a team.&lt;br /&gt;dun quit just because of this.&lt;br /&gt;tell miie wat euu wann and i'll try to do it.&lt;br /&gt;if euu wanna play on court it's no problem,&lt;br /&gt;we can take turns,&lt;br /&gt;just dun quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aihhs.&lt;br /&gt;enough of this.&lt;br /&gt;arg.&lt;br /&gt;think of something positive.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's friday!&lt;br /&gt;the weekends coming!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo~!&lt;br /&gt;hope time can pass faster and i can see my darling soon!&lt;br /&gt;hees:D&lt;br /&gt;hao bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;shall end here for today.&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-6959330987128259078?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1928152617046866883.post-7835093628484983641</id><published>2008-07-22T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T06:36:11.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo , haven been posting for the few days.&lt;br /&gt;finally patched things up witt him.&lt;br /&gt;went to have dinner witt him ytd.&lt;br /&gt;he's changed.&lt;br /&gt;feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt;like how we were in the beginning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heeh heeh. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had netball today.&lt;br /&gt;so tired.&lt;br /&gt;quite fun today.&lt;br /&gt;trained the juniors.&lt;br /&gt;juniors, dun get mad at us when we are stricter.&lt;br /&gt;for eur own good.&lt;br /&gt;hees.&lt;br /&gt;tough tough.&lt;br /&gt;these few days not enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;arg!&lt;br /&gt;i need sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;haa haas.&lt;br /&gt;hao bahhs.&lt;br /&gt;that's it for today.&lt;br /&gt;so damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;gonna go to bed now!&lt;br /&gt;tata~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-7835093628484983641?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/7835093628484983641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=7835093628484983641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/7835093628484983641'/><link rel='self' 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But today's events suck like hell. life turnover. Bleahx. Today's topic will be break-ups. Well, that happened to miie todayy, so hmmm, another experience. haas. nonsense. wat a 'good' experience. sigh* was like acting like a cold-blooded woman. break-ups. conclusion. sad and bu she.. imagine all those wonderful memories and those sweet moments.. those things he normally did do just to make miie smile.. those times when he beared with my childishness.. i really do miss him.. to think that we were still together a few 1 hours and 46 mins before.. my heart still loves him like how the sky loved the clouds. but when clouds get heavier and heavier, she has no choice but to fall, and falls into the hands of the earth.. when things happen once, twice, the cloud isn't that heavy, she still strives on to keep the relationship going, but as time goes by, the sky repeatedly thunders and thunders.. disappointment gets more and more &amp;amp; the cloud gets heavier and heavier... at last, the clouds starts to rain.. tears of disappointment, of love, of sadness.. all starts to fall.. fall straight into the hands of the earth, who soothes the pain away.. why did all these happen? it's nature.. human nature.&lt;br /&gt;i still love you as much as i did.. but my heart is still filled with uncertainties.. sorry for acting like a stupid bitch. acting like a cold- blooded fucking wise woman.. i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ღ♥ღ.•° l0vee&amp;amp;misses °• .ღ ♥ღ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1928152617046866883-5762414149083579474?l=theprincessattitude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/feeds/5762414149083579474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1928152617046866883&amp;postID=5762414149083579474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/5762414149083579474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1928152617046866883/posts/default/5762414149083579474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincessattitude.blogspot.com/2008/07/uncertainties-of-life.html' title='uncertainties of life.'/><author><name>MISSYnanaa.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
