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Well, school's been picking up speed and pace, everyone's barely catching up, I would have to say. I've been so occupied with so many things to do, in such little time. Yesterday was simply about project discussions, full steam! Today's just reserved for more research work and study time. I hope everything goes well, I just wish things would be under control. Because should I break down at any point, I don't really know who to look for. So anyway, on a much lighter note, last Saturday was the SPMac runway show, for which I helped to model for. It was an eye-makeup runway show by the way. There were 5 themes being showcased, mainly: Splash, Winter, Summer, Colours, Strokes. Overall, it was a splendid experience, I didn't know cat walking down the runway could be that difficult! Not to mention, doing something like that too is painfully tiring, especially with 4 inches heels/platforms! For this year's runway showcase too, most prolly I'll be modelling again but hmm, let's just see how things go! :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let's just let the pictures do the talking alright? :) These are some of my favourites, but you can always check the rest out at the Facebook profile!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihb653SI/AAAAAAAAAps/lhGCdfg6th8/s1600/168286_500574123619_644508619_6022937_6309963_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihb653SI/AAAAAAAAAps/lhGCdfg6th8/s320/168286_500574123619_644508619_6022937_6309963_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565290828604759330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihb653SI/AAAAAAAAAps/lhGCdfg6th8/s1600/168286_500574123619_644508619_6022937_6309963_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Aishah and Sue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihKaqXxI/AAAAAAAAApk/M-cglv5_b1Q/s1600/167604_500575898619_644508619_6022966_7372122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihKaqXxI/AAAAAAAAApk/M-cglv5_b1Q/s320/167604_500575898619_644508619_6022966_7372122_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565290823906123538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihKaqXxI/AAAAAAAAApk/M-cglv5_b1Q/s1600/167604_500575898619_644508619_6022966_7372122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These are my fellow model friends for our theme, Splash :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihAAKKDI/AAAAAAAAApc/jtS150qUhTU/s1600/166634_10150093178054537_704159536_6322197_7430389_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 316px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihAAKKDI/AAAAAAAAApc/jtS150qUhTU/s320/166634_10150093178054537_704159536_6322197_7430389_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565290821110605874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-5624099651571232634?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/5624099651571232634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-been-quite-while-since-i-last-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5624099651571232634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5624099651571232634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-been-quite-while-since-i-last-came.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TTvihb653SI/AAAAAAAAAps/lhGCdfg6th8/s72-c/168286_500574123619_644508619_6022937_6309963_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1114853979658519796.post-888197415940201223</id><published>2010-12-29T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T00:34:47.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had been telling myself "Fuck, this sucks. I've got nothing to do." Then something stuck me like lightning. "I can rant and talk about all things random and happy on my blog!" That explains why I am here I reckon? So anyway, things have been getting better on my side, I should say. And I'm pretty grateful for that. The other half, I'm not so grateful, I'm actually feeling pretty anxious waiting for what's to come in the near future. I don't know what to anticipate. The most I can do now is to paint a beautifully ideal picture of what I wish things would be, but everyone knows that &lt;i&gt;you can't always get what you want in life&lt;/i&gt;. And this, is a superbly major bummer. I hate this fact of life. Or is it? For all I know the picture that I have instilled in mind might just materialise. Alright, we all know that I shouldn't put such high hopes on things like these. It can be deadly, fatal and dangerous...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mind's been in a whirlpool of confusion and happiness lately. I don't really know how to feel about things, and how to react to things that have been happening. So I'm just going to be selectively optimistic and enjoy every moment from now on. I wouldn't want to end up dying ~forever alone and depressed~! Someone told me it's about time I loosened up to the people around me. I should start accepting others (particularly those of the opposite gender) willingly with an open heart, and not be highly skeptical about their over-friendliness. &lt;i&gt;Then again, there's only that fine like between flirting and being over-friendly to everyone, right? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negative thoughts aside, I'm going to free myself like a bird. I shouldn't be too rigidly caught up with being so 'right' all the time&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;it is definitely high time I hang out with different kinds of people and have more fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course there's only space for that special one. Delving deeper into your heart, getting to know your dislikes and likes, that's what I should be doing now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm afraid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-888197415940201223?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/888197415940201223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-had-been-telling-myself-fuck-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/888197415940201223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/888197415940201223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-had-been-telling-myself-fuck-this.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-4484777299815508302</id><published>2010-12-26T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T11:05:59.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Sunday! Yes, oh my gah it's only Sunday! The whole of yesterday I kept on thinking that it was already Sunday and I hated that weekday was coming. But since today is the real Sunday, I shall be happy and ecstatic and blog all about it! Well, to begin with I will have to express my utmost anger and annoyance regarding Twitter last night. It made me so pissed that if it were a person, I'd have punched him real hard then hang his insides over my bedroom door! Yes, I can be that vicious and grossly immoral towards those of the same species if you burst my little own bubble of joy and pure happiness! But of course, I can be most loving and caring to people who are kind and pleasant :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And before I forget...Happy 23rd Anniversary to Mommy and Daddy! May the years ahead be filled with more love, joy and laughter! I love it that the both of you never fail to walk hand in hand whenever we're out. To me, that's the sweetest a couple can do. Love you both from the bottom of my heart :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These few days have been very delightful, I don't know why! Alright, perhaps I do get a grasp of something but whatever, I'm just going to make myself happy and be positive! Hopefully, everything will be better in the days to come. I hope 2011 will be a year to be remembered! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I know that you, have something special."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-4484777299815508302?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/4484777299815508302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-sunday-yes-oh-my-gah-its-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/4484777299815508302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/4484777299815508302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-sunday-yes-oh-my-gah-its-only.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-2419845770207463969</id><published>2010-12-25T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T01:21:16.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GAH IT'S CHRISTMAS. MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! &gt;:B&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurrah? Hehehe I don't celebrate it, though! Everyone sounds so extremely excited tonight, it makes me uber happy too! It's already past one and I'm still awake (Y) I'm wearing a face mask now, I think I should go out to the living room and scare the moonlight out of my brother! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-2419845770207463969?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/2419845770207463969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-my-gah-its-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/2419845770207463969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/2419845770207463969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-my-gah-its-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-4565673915574294039</id><published>2010-12-23T15:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T15:22:57.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I am so in the mood to upload pictures today, but I'm not going to let them do the talking entirely. You do know how much I hate it when people take away my license to talk, don't you? So yeah, I've got two pictures for today, for which both will stimulate two different responses! &gt;:B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture 1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TRL1iiBUOAI/AAAAAAAAApM/BjsruqV0_RY/s1600/23122010084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TRL1iiBUOAI/AAAAAAAAApM/BjsruqV0_RY/s320/23122010084.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553771264097925122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TRL1iiBUOAI/AAAAAAAAApM/BjsruqV0_RY/s1600/23122010084.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hahah well, this is one of my 4 cats. Eva, she is so exceptionally manja (which means, being lovable in the most annoying way, or not~) today that I just can't say no to her! She's been sleeping on my laptop for almost three hours now (and counting, still) so I'd just have to capture the moment! Sigh, I still don't know what made me so sleepy. Well it's not like she's never sleepy, today is just an oddly tiring afternoon for her. I hope she's dreaming of me. Or cotton candy, whichever way it is though, I know she's having a good time sleeping! She's been twitching all over whilst sleeping, and every time that happens, a kiss from me would always make it halt! I love her hehehe &gt;:B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Response for Picture 1: "Oh how cute! Now I need someone to love besides cats" Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TRL1hTnx8gI/AAAAAAAAApE/ImikLVOyapw/s1600/23122010082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TRL1hTnx8gI/AAAAAAAAApE/ImikLVOyapw/s320/23122010082.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553771243052855810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this oh my gah, can you see how swollen my middle finger is? It must have been a bite from a fat, blood-deprived old mosquito. It hurts a whole lot, especially when I try to bend my finger! Kind of looks like gout to me, but we all know it's not~ It's a mozzie bite from uh well, a blood deprived mozzie, as I have mentioned. I hope the swelling subsides really soon, I don't wanna live in pain amymore~ My body's become a common biting bag for the mosquitoes. Oh aren't I honoured! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Response for Picture 2: "Damn you mozzies. I need to buy a mosquito swat hahaha!!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so bored, can't you tell?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-4565673915574294039?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/4565673915574294039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/b-picture-1-b-response-for-picture-1-oh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/4565673915574294039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/4565673915574294039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/b-picture-1-b-response-for-picture-1-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TRL1iiBUOAI/AAAAAAAAApM/BjsruqV0_RY/s72-c/23122010084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1114853979658519796.post-7227256462822078784</id><published>2010-12-23T15:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T15:06:44.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HI THERE HEHEHEHE! &gt;:B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-7227256462822078784?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/7227256462822078784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/b.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/7227256462822078784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/7227256462822078784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/b.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-8432315730401138058</id><published>2010-12-22T22:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:05:43.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Have some composure, where's your posture?"</title><content type='html'>"You're pulling the trigger all wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know if I have. I'm not even certain if I &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; pulled the trigger. These kinda things can be really confusing almost all the time you know? Every single word spoken by &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;one sounds exceptionally and beautifully harmonised with the sounds of the wind, all the more you feel like the moon  has fallen in love with the sun. But you know you can't be so sure just yet, cause you wouldn't want all that you know to come falling at the end of the day. You think and wonder so hard to not make a mistake, but in turn to set some thing flowing nicely from where it started, but you just don't know how to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because in the very first place, you're not even sure if the receptivity towards all of these is positive. The other hand might have just been hiding all along, possibly. You need two of those to clap, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I making sense? I don't know if I should, because these are meant to be ambiguous. I like it that way, rejection is bitter you know? &gt;:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-8432315730401138058?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/8432315730401138058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-some-composure-wheres-your-posture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/8432315730401138058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/8432315730401138058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/have-some-composure-wheres-your-posture.html' title='&quot;Have some composure, where&apos;s your posture?&quot;'/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-5762145815581454571</id><published>2010-12-22T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T11:32:46.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"So you're the one I wanna chase, you're the one I wanna hold. I won't let another minute go to waste, I want you and your beautiful soul."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They confidently say that chivalry is dead, especially within the seconds of the modern world today. But every time, every single time I listen to this song, it makes me wonder real hard whether it is really true, that no one boy would go miles and miles just to make a girl his. Well of course, no one girl wants to be labelled as a "property" of any boy, she just wants to be loved dearly and fully to the boy's own loving capacity. I've never really dreamed of a perfect fairytale; for a boy to come rescue me from a tower up high that almost touches the sky, while I let my long curly hair down so that he could reach out to me, I've just always wanted to have someone who is more than willing to go the distance to convince me that he's the one for me. I've never really wished for someone who's as perfect and ideal as a walking mannequin, I've always just wanted to be cuddled in the arms of one who would make the heat turn cold, who would make noise turn into music, who would share the smiles and tears I cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I've never really wished for someone who's as bright as Einstein. Just, just someone who shines bright like the moon. Because when he does, I know everything will be alright. I've been telling myself ever since the first day I truly liked (love is too strong a word, so I shan't use it mindlessly) that I can't always get what I want. Well, in the most accurate way possible, you have to always expect an unrequited love. That is, you have to accept... rejection. And this has always been my biggest fear ever since the arrow came striking right through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully speaking, I've never really believed in any one girl making any HUGE moves on a guy. Yes, I'm pretty conservative when it comes to matters like these. That is why almost all the time, I'd prefer to just like someone from afar. I don't know know, depending on how you view it, it can be good or bad. And whilst I decide for myself whether it's going to do me good or otherwise, I should get ready for a shower too HEHEHE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-5762145815581454571?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/5762145815581454571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-youre-one-i-wanna-chase-youre-one-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5762145815581454571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5762145815581454571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/so-youre-one-i-wanna-chase-youre-one-i.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-7245422053644889631</id><published>2010-12-20T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T22:03:52.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The feeling of being stupid for hoping and waiting for sth you're not even sure of; You know, that sucks like fuck." - Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I totally agree with what I said. Things can't get any more unclear now. It's really frustrating when you think everything will turn out ideal, but something deep down just tells you to give it up halfway through it all. But you know that somehow, sometime, you will be able to get what you want. Truth is, it all depends on Lady Luck. If she's plainly being pleasantly helpful to you, she will be by your side. If she's being a complete source of wreck to everything, miles away she will stand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, you don't know if the truth, is really the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing much? This is the fact of life. Embrace it while you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is why I'm taking the risk of going through all the ups and downs of this roller coaster ride. Boy, you confuse me. And I kinda like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you can't convince someone, confuse them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you seriously abiding by that piece of uncredited advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-7245422053644889631?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/7245422053644889631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/feeling-of-being-stupid-for-hoping-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/7245422053644889631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/7245422053644889631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/feeling-of-being-stupid-for-hoping-and.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-8455110489553833372</id><published>2010-12-16T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T13:40:26.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI. It's wednesday and I'm in school. Don't ask me why, please. But I'm going to tell you anyway &gt;:) &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM BORED AND JUST HAPPENED TO BE IN SCHOOL. Came all the way from the airport, so since school is just along the (long long long long) way back home, I decided to spend some quality time here alone. It's not that bad actually, it's very quiet here in the library! And I'm enjoying the crab meat sandwich Finah gave me just now (her dad made it for her but she wasn't hungry so yeah) The librarian's going to catch me and hang my insides over the library entrance if she finds me eating here. But who cares! I'm hungry~ &gt;:B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should I do now hmm? OK WATCH MOVIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-8455110489553833372?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/8455110489553833372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/8455110489553833372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/8455110489553833372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-1506401597890179593</id><published>2010-12-16T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T00:24:52.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TQjp8kZEkiI/AAAAAAAAAo8/i_YKPEuhhek/s1600/Snapshot_20101215.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TQjp8kZEkiI/AAAAAAAAAo8/i_YKPEuhhek/s320/Snapshot_20101215.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550943767504392738" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TQjp8kZEkiI/AAAAAAAAAo8/i_YKPEuhhek/s1600/Snapshot_20101215.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FINAH. THIS IS FINAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She's like a sister to me, forever there for/with me, whenever I'm sad or happy, in love or heartbroken. For as long as I can remember, we've always been together, ever since forever! Something about being around her makes me feel so protected. I love the way she likes to make me feel all warm inside when things get rough, I love it when she would just flash her DARLI smile when she's happy. I love her, basically. Though we have had our own share of misunderstandings when we were younger, it has never made this bond weaker. Because all we want to do is to look back and say, "We've grown so much, together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;She's leaving for Bandung tmr, though not for long, just a few days. I'm going to see her off at the airport, she owes me big time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;HEY BABY ♥ Prolly you're already snuggling comfortably in bed thinking about me, especially in a weather like this but, I have to tell you to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt; take care ok! If there's anyone over there in Bandung who wants to get funny with you, please fish out something sharp ok! Protect yourself well, like how you always protect me awww ♥ See you tmr, I will be a loner all the way from Changi hehehe. Goodnight babycakes, love you muah muah!!! &gt;:B"&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/1114853979658519796-1506401597890179593?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/1506401597890179593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/finah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/1506401597890179593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/1506401597890179593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/finah.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TQjp8kZEkiI/AAAAAAAAAo8/i_YKPEuhhek/s72-c/Snapshot_20101215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1114853979658519796.post-3716935416504205262</id><published>2010-12-14T13:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T13:14:00.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's barely even past one oh my gah. I'm getting really bored and restless, I just feel like going out for a run again. But obviously enough, I know that I can't. The sun's directly blazing above our heads and unless I want my brain to get fried like pisang goreng, I can head out for an afternoon run right now! I'm not &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; conscious about weight-management jsyk ok hehe! Prolly I'm going to go out for an evening run later, am dragging that Nabby along! She's prolly spring cleaning her room right now, ever since this morning. Having failed in convincing her that the weather was all nice and that the sun was being so gracious this morning, has led me to a decision like no other: to run around the neighbourhood. Alone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it was fun. And I have to find a running partner soon for this holidays. I've been meaning to, since I've been running alone most of the time all my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's go gymming soon~ Anyone? HEHE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-3716935416504205262?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/3716935416504205262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-barely-even-past-one-oh-my-gah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/3716935416504205262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/3716935416504205262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-barely-even-past-one-oh-my-gah.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-2303113183215664523</id><published>2010-12-13T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:16:31.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MORNING! &gt;:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a pretty good morning, so I shall be all optimistic and excited to see what's to come ahead for the day! I'm all done cleaning my room, vacuuming here and there wasn't that bad after all. I prefer sticking to the traditional way of sweeping things using the broom but oh well, the vacuum does it all in a much shorter time! All hail to technology ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will soon be off to school, I can't bear the boredom staying at home anymore! I need to get some fresh air before we all head out for the outing at Mindcafe later. I'm gonna be so awed by the huge numbers of board games, I reckon! Should I eat breakfast at home? Hmm. Ok I can't decide now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty quiet on my side lately, I don't know what else to do about it! It's okay, I believe there are better things in store for me in life so...keep on smiling ok? &gt;:B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-2303113183215664523?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/2303113183215664523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/morning-b-it-seems-like-pretty-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/2303113183215664523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/2303113183215664523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/morning-b-it-seems-like-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-1815205003167713102</id><published>2010-12-12T13:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T13:22:16.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAH CHH. Breathe in, breathe out. I'm trying so hard to compose myself before I start cussing and cursing at everyone around me hahahaha! It's such a hot hot heat Sunday afternoon, I really don't understand why some people just have to bring the shit to happiness. I mean please man, don't fucking argue in my presence ok? It's very annoying. Or maybe, I should just fish out some popcorns and feast my eyes on the show? It's been quite a bore as of late, I'd rather talk to my cats, they're understanding in the weirdest ways possible, you won't wanna know!!! VOILA! I'm a magician and out you go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.redstate.com/neil_stevens/files/2009/01/2611.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WELL I AM NAISE (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-1815205003167713102?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/1815205003167713102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/aaaah-chh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/1815205003167713102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/1815205003167713102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/aaaah-chh.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-2453396022815455885</id><published>2010-12-12T09:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T09:57:15.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND I KNOW WHO BRUNO MARS IS ALREADY WOOHOO!!! &gt;:B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LjhCEhWiKXk?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT'S THE GIRL IN FAST AND FURIOUS!!! SHE IS SO GDI HOT OH MY GAH HEHEHE! ^o^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-2453396022815455885?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/2453396022815455885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-i-know-who-bruno-mars-is-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/2453396022815455885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/2453396022815455885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/and-i-know-who-bruno-mars-is-already.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-5449768926731996145</id><published>2010-12-12T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T09:48:57.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok it's official. I can't be noctunal for nuts and raisins. Holiday is supposed to be the time when I have watch to movies late into the night, with some junk food to go, blast some music of my ultimate choice and end up sleeping at 5 am, no? I don't know (hahaha) but this just seems to be the social norms during school holidays. And yes, I feel the pressure to conform (hehehehe Psychology totally in action oh my gah) I'm wide awake right now, before ten o'clock, aren't you proud of me? I bet most of you are still soundly asleep, wonderfully dreaming of unicorns and rainbows. For those who went partying last night, I bet you people are all lying in batches at Sentosa right now. Hangover huh? You chose that route! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today seems to be a pretty cool Sunday. I mean, the weather. The sun hasn't totally started burning all our brains yet, so I'd say let's just enjoy the next two hours shall we? I hate missing out on the hours on a Sunday, that is mainly the reason why I make myself rise really early, usually before ten! So I can bask in the early hours of the sun, singing jolly to the tune of my morning shower song! &gt;:B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I haven't exactly showered yet HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-5449768926731996145?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/5449768926731996145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/ok-its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5449768926731996145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5449768926731996145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/ok-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-4210897261072665852</id><published>2010-12-11T16:50:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T21:36:06.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M BACK, I GUESS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TQM7qpuyt3I/AAAAAAAAAos/q10v4pBq_so/s1600/SHE%2BLOVES%2BME%2BMORE.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TQM7qpuyt3I/AAAAAAAAAos/q10v4pBq_so/s320/SHE%2BLOVES%2BME%2BMORE.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549344769793242994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don't think anyone still reads this blog. But I'm just assuming no one does, it gives me that much more a sense of security to be typing things here)I like this picture, a whole lot. It's really very fascinating that just a mere application on the iPhone can come up with something as amazing as this~ I don't know if this is how I look like, really but thank you anyway to Unnie who "drew" this for me at midnight. Well technically, her phone drew it but oh well, thanks to her again for the effort! &gt;:B&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm watching ANTM Cycle 15 right now. This cycle's scouting for High Fashion models, that's very refreshing for ANTM! And thus far, I've got two favourites in this cycle, Chelsey and Jane! Ann's the winner for this cycle, she's so tall! I mean, really tall! 6 Feet 2, that's like 188 cm! She's even taller than Taecyeon oh my gah~ So anyway, Kayla's lesbian, that's new in ANTM too! First ever in the history of ANTM, but that adds on to the fun of it all~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today's the first official day of the school holidays. The next three weeks are going to be somewhat ~different~. I don't really think there's going to be much rotting and what nots, because I'd have to do school-related things, still. Hmm let me see~ Things like IDEAS perhaps? Have to start planning with the others asap. That aside, I'd prefer thinking about happy things for now &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things about personal attraction maybe? I've been smiling and giggling to myself a lot lately. I don't know, when someone tells you just recently that someone has been noticing you since months ago, it's just nice to know, you know? (You don't really know if he's interested in you or not, but you just feel happy. Not like you've never noticed the other person, it's just that because you're the kind who just zones out when you're walking alone in public, you know what I mean?) And he's been asking/talking about you with your friend behind your back but then you find out he's quite a ladies' man and you think you don't stand a chance at all and you get pretty much, intimidated? You see his social networking sites being stalked by many different girls (easily presumable) and all the more, that makes you feel belittled. Plus, it can be quite a bummer if once you've advanced (to another step: making friends that is, nothing more) that other party just seems pretty, uninterested. But whatever, I totally understand. It's not easy at all to get over someone whom you've loved and cherished for a really long time~ So anyway, I'm just living life everyday, with hopes still attached. I'm giving it a rest for now, wouldn't want to make anyone feel uncomfortable. I just wanna get to know him better as a friend. But of course, I won't pursue it if he thinks all isn't well~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I just screamed at my brother because he crept up on me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, it's been quite some time since I felt this way. All along, it's been those who speak sweetly with ill intentions. That, I absolutely abhor. But i don't know, you just make me feel that you're...different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still feel intimidated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello hello~ Earth to Siti. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-4210897261072665852?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/4210897261072665852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/b-im-watching-antm-cycle-15-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/4210897261072665852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/4210897261072665852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/12/b-im-watching-antm-cycle-15-right-now.html' title='I&apos;M BACK, I GUESS?'/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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/_ZzZ9EV7MWw0/TQM7qpuyt3I/AAAAAAAAAos/q10v4pBq_so/s72-c/SHE%2BLOVES%2BME%2BMORE.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1114853979658519796.post-6358243778503261108</id><published>2010-10-04T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T23:12:41.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;It's just too bad he can't see what you're worth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I'm damn worth it, haven't you heard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-6358243778503261108?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/6358243778503261108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-just-too-bad-he-cant-see-what-youre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6358243778503261108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6358243778503261108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-just-too-bad-he-cant-see-what-youre.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-6834638525374397559</id><published>2010-10-04T10:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T10:57:32.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Results are out! And I'm pleased with what I got. Thank god, I will do better next semester. This is a good start :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On more depressing note, some things just don't change. You're always bound to gain something, and lose some other on the other hand. &lt;i&gt;"You can have the best of both worlds." - &lt;/i&gt;This is a complete myth. I've grown and I'm not going to believe such a lie any more. I'm going to accept all the things that are to come my way with confidence. But some times, confidence just can be seen in many different wrong ways. Come on, some people lack the confidence and words of encouragement led them through the path towards success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I played a part in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-6834638525374397559?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/6834638525374397559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/10/results-are-out-and-im-pleased-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6834638525374397559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6834638525374397559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/10/results-are-out-and-im-pleased-with.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-7066801056655986546</id><published>2010-10-03T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T20:15:29.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This really sucks okay? I cannot take it any more. You irk me, a lot. But it's just not helping on my part, you're suddenly like Evan Almighty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-7066801056655986546?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/7066801056655986546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-really-suck-okay-i-cannot-take-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/7066801056655986546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/7066801056655986546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-really-suck-okay-i-cannot-take-it.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-649057611085477217</id><published>2010-09-30T20:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T20:22:24.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOMG!!! MBLAQ IS COMING TOO!!! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT. LEE JOON AH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-649057611085477217?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/649057611085477217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/zomg-mblaq-is-coming-too-shit-shit-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/649057611085477217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/649057611085477217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/zomg-mblaq-is-coming-too-shit-shit-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-5458730357070267892</id><published>2010-09-30T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T19:58:41.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I'M GOING TO EARN MONEY THAT SUFFICES MY SS3 TICKET, I JUST FOUND OUT THAT....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FUCKING 2PM MISS A AND 2AM ARE COMING, ALL AT ONCE!!!? &gt;=O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I KNOW RIGHT PEOPLE. I AM SO FREAKING DESPERATE FOR MONEY, I WISH I WERE DEAD BOOHOO!!! &gt;;'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-5458730357070267892?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/5458730357070267892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-when-i-thought-im-going-to-earn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5458730357070267892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5458730357070267892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-when-i-thought-im-going-to-earn.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-5570434195674809785</id><published>2010-09-30T19:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T14:36:09.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAH ok, it's official. I'm officially jealous of all my fangirling kakis who have been having alot of fun attending to all the fan-meetings/fan-signing events when Jay Park (he will alwaybs be the leader of my first love) G.NA (oh she has little but pretty hair!) were here. Now, my china boyfriend (Hangeng) has safely stepped onto the soil of our sunny island and I cannot believe that I am still going to miss out on the chance to see him in person! Could have seen him at the airport but other deserving hardcore fan girls were there much much earlier. I seriously have decided to stop depending on my parents to support my fan-girling needs and henceforth, I have managed to find a job in the &lt;b&gt;zoo &lt;/b&gt;this weekend and next! Hopefully, what I will be earning will help me greatly financially for SS3's rockpit ticket! And yes, thanks a lovely bunch of bananas to the parental units who have supported my endeavours and escapades in fan-girling. Now, it is time I depended on me, myself and I. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, today I woke up feeling all groggy and woozy. Discovered myself having a slight fever which cased me to take a fall first thing in the morning. Everyone else was fast asleep , lucky thing it was only me who witnessed the whole oh-I-just-fell-face-down moment. Fever subsided in the afternoon, thank god. I realised I get really hungry easily when I am sick you know. Till two minutes ago, I have successfully cooked some fried noodles and pancakes on my own. I tell you, it is, undeniably a great achievement. And mom is definitely proud of me. I even ditched Percy for pancakes, mind you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, which reminds me...I AM COMING PERCY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The video has been paused for way too long :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-5570434195674809785?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/5570434195674809785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/hahahah-ok-its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5570434195674809785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/5570434195674809785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/hahahah-ok-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-6029198580002796316</id><published>2010-09-30T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:53:37.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently watching Percy Jackson (I know right, shoot me) and the server's broken down. I can't watch it in peace and serenity without cursing and cussing every minute or so. I.am.trying.to.keep.calm! And I need to watch Logan Lerman in action. Hot hot heat much? School has been really awesome, I can't thank my lucky stars enough about how contented I am with everything right now. It's just (almost) perfect. I have found some closest friends whom I will and wish to keep for as long as I can, while some others have just drifted away to another island called exclusive isolation. To those whom I am very certain I can keep in my pockets, thank you so much because you're the reason why school has been such a perfection thus far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs629.snc4/58928_472873536689_557681689_7198294_6078355_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs331.ash2/61153_438667872901_565927901_4996266_3520313_n.jpg" /&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/1114853979658519796-6029198580002796316?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/6029198580002796316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6029198580002796316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6029198580002796316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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-1114853979658519796.post-6042118214554454347</id><published>2010-09-30T15:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T15:33:01.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'm back to blogging. I need to seek solace somewhere. Somewhere where I don't need replies, comments or judgemental sentences from anyone at all. At least not directly into my face, that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1114853979658519796-6042118214554454347?l=splitzo-affair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/feeds/6042118214554454347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back-to-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6042118214554454347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1114853979658519796/posts/default/6042118214554454347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://splitzo-affair.blogspot.com/2010/09/im-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>It's my life.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01958697479892894120</uri><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>
