<?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-5031327053027821060</id><updated>2011-08-27T20:57:13.030+08:00</updated><category term='birthdays'/><category term='music'/><category term='mesmerize moi*'/><category term='my thoughts'/><category term='inspiring thoughts'/><category term='moi trips'/><category term='humour moi'/><category term='my sweets*'/><title type='text'>..♥a glimpse of my thoughts♥..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-5004946691272399733</id><published>2010-11-30T15:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:28:40.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mesmerize moi*'/><title type='text'>the end of november</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i cant remember if it was pouring the same time last year..&lt;br /&gt;somehow i felt that the weather had worsen over the years... hmm..&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck.. it's December again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;n i would like to think that the rain is like snow.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TPSkqEyl3aI/AAAAAAAAAQc/s6QQLUPxJn4/s1600/city_rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TPSkqEyl3aI/AAAAAAAAAQc/s6QQLUPxJn4/s400/city_rain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545238083947322786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;its a sign that Christmas is near *lurves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TPSl2CmWCzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0ha_L6BeInk/s1600/colorful%2Brain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TPSl2CmWCzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/0ha_L6BeInk/s400/colorful%2Brain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545239389029141298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-5004946691272399733?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5004946691272399733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5004946691272399733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/11/end-of-november.html' title='the end of november'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TPSkqEyl3aI/AAAAAAAAAQc/s6QQLUPxJn4/s72-c/city_rain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-3218970025601825863</id><published>2010-09-10T02:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T16:42:21.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moi trips'/><title type='text'>a trip down south JB - SG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't recall the last time i went for a family roadtrip, and am sure glad that daddy made an effort to organize this. It will be all perfect if only my little brother can join us&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to his idiotic superior who disapprove his leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An additional member to this roadtrip.. Curly!! She's been so good, sitting in the car for 3 and half hours without making any fuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCGM0XJTxI/AAAAAAAAAPc/p1zMICCPQHM/s1600/DSC08816R.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCGM0XJTxI/AAAAAAAAAPc/p1zMICCPQHM/s400/DSC08816R.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517057098301132562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aww... *sweets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got here and will be spending the nite at daddy's apartment in JB. So nite peeps.. and hello Singapore tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ciaos-&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/5031327053027821060-3218970025601825863?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/3218970025601825863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/3218970025601825863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/09/trip-down-south-jb-sg.html' title='a trip down south JB - SG'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCGM0XJTxI/AAAAAAAAAPc/p1zMICCPQHM/s72-c/DSC08816R.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-993916447022002461</id><published>2010-08-26T17:10:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:24:27.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour moi'/><title type='text'>Stand up comedy - Internal Affairs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have always appreciate local comedy acts and the upside is I don't have to go down to KL anymore.. thanks to PJ Live Act @ Jaya One.. yea.. damn near my hse =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging from the title i suppose its a parody of the HK movie, Infernal Affairs starring Tony Leung and Andy Lau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I have no idea what this is all about..&lt;br /&gt;I only know that i'll be laughing my head off and having a great time with my peeps, Aaron, Ling &amp;amp; Gary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention that i fell in lurve with Kuah Jenhan when i first heard him during Advertising+Marketing award night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a true sucker for ah-beng jokes and he topped the notch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/THYwe8RNiBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8CUC1kOBpmQ/s1600/MACC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 481px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/THYwe8RNiBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8CUC1kOBpmQ/s400/MACC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509644502266906642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i believe a drink before that will top it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*woots*&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/5031327053027821060-993916447022002461?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/993916447022002461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/993916447022002461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/08/stand-up-comedy-internal-affairs.html' title='Stand up comedy - Internal Affairs'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/THYwe8RNiBI/AAAAAAAAAPU/8CUC1kOBpmQ/s72-c/MACC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-5316683227295966342</id><published>2010-08-19T18:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T23:49:25.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><title type='text'>snapshot of my birthdays 09-10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A snapshot of my gems on my birthdays&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago, we were at Kura (yup.. i lurve quiet birthday dinners.. it's my way of catching up with my sweeties)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG1RkhczVHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EOv888yptFQ/s1600/jpak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG1RkhczVHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EOv888yptFQ/s400/jpak.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507147607240299634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0HeOwPs5I/AAAAAAAAAOU/861q-6b_cLA/s1600/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0HeOwPs5I/AAAAAAAAAOU/861q-6b_cLA/s400/friends.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507066135281906578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do ignore Danny, he was an intruder that nite.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0Hxj4h8-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/uitNkhd1b4Y/s1600/tmgirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0Hxj4h8-I/AAAAAAAAAOc/uitNkhd1b4Y/s400/tmgirls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507066467371316194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then I have my share of time with my tmbabies at Marketplace KL&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Time swifts by like nobody's business n then came my 25th birthday&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Again, my sweeties were there for me =)&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things that happened to my in my life, there is one that i cherish most, my girlfriends that stood by me through thick and thin.. i'm starting to realize more that they are only ones that i can count on..haha.. yea who needs men when u have girlfriends like them.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25th birthday at Rakuzen, Plaza Damas &amp;amp; Pier, Tmn Tun&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0QlarZxpI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cl-6a5esO4E/s1600/ling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 499px; height: 169px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0QlarZxpI/AAAAAAAAAOk/cl-6a5esO4E/s400/ling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507076154346555026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me n my ling ling having some fun.. i know.. such odd poses rite??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0RCE2DV7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/3zaRxmcGp4I/s1600/jill+n+meR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0RCE2DV7I/AAAAAAAAAOs/3zaRxmcGp4I/s400/jill+n+meR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507076646701848498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a decent picture of me n darling jill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0UGCyYnkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RyLYD11Z6qk/s1600/wah,rah,san,joyce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0UGCyYnkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RyLYD11Z6qk/s400/wah,rah,san,joyce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507080013403954754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;n the rest of the chicas!! christine, sarah, joyce n san =)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;n not to forget my tm* sweeties - billie, delia, von n mimi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0U3PjnMRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/NZJXj4W5a1E/s1600/girls+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG0U3PjnMRI/AAAAAAAAAO8/NZJXj4W5a1E/s400/girls+bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507080858645246226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only difference 2 years ago is:&lt;br /&gt;1) my hair didn't grow a bit&lt;br /&gt;2) o boy.. age is surely catching up n im piling up the pounds! shoots! argh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: let's see what's gonna happen next year&lt;br /&gt;-pril-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-5316683227295966342?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5316683227295966342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5316683227295966342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/08/snapshot-of-my-birthdays-09-10.html' title='snapshot of my birthdays 09-10'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TG1RkhczVHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/EOv888yptFQ/s72-c/jpak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-2880049422741112707</id><published>2010-08-16T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:45:06.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>the best of me</title><content type='html'>i've dug high n low for the translation of this song n when i finally found it, i realized it meant even more to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Best of Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d0ef84ac3cdc311" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0d0ef84ac3cdc311%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330278481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D7E80A4A10A332C355F82CC574A4833BD6C937.1AE841693B9C80FCF424E166816F2F8C39A2F66E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0ef84ac3cdc311%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmSx8mMfyg-7lfMZ2oJM2WqoRUz8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0d0ef84ac3cdc311%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330278481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D7E80A4A10A332C355F82CC574A4833BD6C937.1AE841693B9C80FCF424E166816F2F8C39A2F66E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0ef84ac3cdc311%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmSx8mMfyg-7lfMZ2oJM2WqoRUz8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care for what's eternal&lt;br /&gt;I only care whether or not you want everything&lt;br /&gt;Your sincere and warm pair of hands&lt;br /&gt;I will accompany you whether to smile or to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care how long you'll stay the next time you come&lt;br /&gt;I only care about this unprecedented heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave cause I love you so&lt;br /&gt;And I want to give you the best of me, even if we're just friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to be friends with you&lt;br /&gt;I miss your big brown eyes and cute lips I wanna kiss&lt;br /&gt;I miss holding your hands&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still young and my heart's uncertain. What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, what are the words you can't say?&lt;br /&gt;No worries, I'm just overthinking it&lt;br /&gt;I want freedom when I have everything&lt;br /&gt;I want to have everything when I have freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting so don't keep your words to yourself&lt;br /&gt;They say when it's windy, you'll choose to shiver by yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you'll never know, cause I'll never show&lt;br /&gt;To whom you're not free to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe someone will take you away from me&lt;br /&gt;Nor will i believe I'll have you for the mean time&lt;br /&gt;You drink with your head down&lt;br /&gt;Don't just drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm protecting you by being just friends. The worst is the best excuse.&lt;br /&gt;I understand that wanting your love is a ridiculous request.&lt;br /&gt;I understand there's some tacit agreements that I need to comply with.&lt;br /&gt;It's just that you let something slip by your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Baby baby the sorrow to love but can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey long time no see, I still remember you like to listen 'bu ru bu jian'&lt;br /&gt;I remember when I used to share with you my worries, annoyance and pride.&lt;br /&gt;But right now we are becoming more and more polite to each other.&lt;br /&gt;When we broke up, your friends will clap and cheer.&lt;br /&gt;Most of your friends don't like me,&lt;br /&gt;But I'm still me, and I'll still live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I decided to leave, there is only one reason why,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know u deserve better and more,&lt;br /&gt;Without me no one believes the constellation.&lt;br /&gt;You need to live on nicely, don't think too much.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote this song so I can tell you from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I still do love you now.&lt;br /&gt;But it is just in a different way, If I may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey be sure I know you used to love me more&lt;br /&gt;But now as a friend I know the moment I leave this world,&lt;br /&gt;You definitely will cry in front of my picture, and I'll do the same.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I'm once your man, but because you've always been like my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this is not a secret, but how many people by your side will know the tears cried and the words spoken in my heart?&lt;br /&gt;Even if I have lost you, when we meet along with your love along the street,&lt;br /&gt;Don't avoid each other, I will smile and be polite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I wish you luck, wish you health, wish you love with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;and a hug, wish you luck, wish you health, wish you love with his smile and his hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to meet you, I'm very happy that I met you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;And here I wish you luck and health.&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-2880049422741112707?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2880049422741112707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2880049422741112707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/08/best-of-me.html' title='the best of me'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-965088767920521765</id><published>2010-07-05T11:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T13:21:11.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my farewell to boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TDFl3doDPBI/AAAAAAAAANk/bV5vx_8ECtg/s1600/boo%27s+farewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TDFl3doDPBI/AAAAAAAAANk/bV5vx_8ECtg/s400/boo%27s+farewell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490281424261168146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been 3 awesome years.. n im gonna miss u heaps boo&lt;br /&gt;xoxo-pril&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TDFl3doDPBI/AAAAAAAAANk/bV5vx_8ECtg/s1600/boo%27s+farewell.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-965088767920521765?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/965088767920521765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/965088767920521765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-farewell-to-boo.html' title='my farewell to boo'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TDFl3doDPBI/AAAAAAAAANk/bV5vx_8ECtg/s72-c/boo%27s+farewell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-2447676462919504058</id><published>2010-05-24T19:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T20:00:30.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>The question is, who can u rely on when u needed someone the most.&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone out there who's willing to go that extra mile to help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it then and there, it wasn't a friend i was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;Blindly i was looking for you. But where were you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-2447676462919504058?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2447676462919504058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2447676462919504058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-40610043204860150</id><published>2010-05-20T14:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:52:13.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweets*'/><title type='text'>P and A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One in New York,&lt;br /&gt;The other in KL&lt;br /&gt;Both pondering over the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;What love is all about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/S_TS9Dtjb5I/AAAAAAAAANU/tKrltRiH_Ws/s1600/n710514561_1000504_347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/S_TS9Dtjb5I/AAAAAAAAANU/tKrltRiH_Ws/s400/n710514561_1000504_347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473231393572220818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for standing by me and listening to all my crap then =)&lt;br /&gt;Hope i didn't torture u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/S_TUXaHQjDI/AAAAAAAAANc/vzVNx7jE_Eg/s1600/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/S_TUXaHQjDI/AAAAAAAAANc/vzVNx7jE_Eg/s320/book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473232945773841458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lurve lots - A&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/5031327053027821060-40610043204860150?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/40610043204860150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/40610043204860150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/05/p-and.html' title='P and A'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/S_TS9Dtjb5I/AAAAAAAAANU/tKrltRiH_Ws/s72-c/n710514561_1000504_347.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-748128098762411101</id><published>2010-05-12T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:46:12.540+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>vague-ness</title><content type='html'>Oh my.. look how time flies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 months back i was drowned in pain and battling within to find myself again&lt;br /&gt;n it's funny how it all seems so vague to me now, like it happened years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled upon this song and it pours all my feelings during that vulnerable stage. Considering i survived the battle, i hereby do still wanna share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, u were the one who posted this video =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets harder every day, but I can’t seem to shake the pain&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to find the words to say, please stay&lt;br /&gt;It’s written all over my face, I can’t&lt;br /&gt;Function the same when you’re not here&lt;br /&gt;I’m calling your name but no one’s there&lt;br /&gt;And I hope one day you’ll see nobody has it easy,&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe you found somebody new&lt;br /&gt;But I wish you the best, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everybody knows, that nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;How to make it work, or how to ease the hurt&lt;br /&gt;We’ve heard it all before, that everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;Just how to make it right, I wish we gave it one more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;'Cause everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t care what the people say&lt;br /&gt;They brought it all in anyway&lt;br /&gt;Baby don’t fill up your head with he-said, she-said&lt;br /&gt;It seems like you just don’t know&lt;br /&gt;The radio’s on, you're tuning me out,&lt;br /&gt;I’m trying to speak, you’re turning me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope one day you’ll see nobody has it easy,&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe you found somebody new&lt;br /&gt;But I wish you the best, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everybody knows, that nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;How to make it work, or how to ease the hurt&lt;br /&gt;We’ve heard it all before, that everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;Just how to make it right, I wish we gave it one more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wish you’d understand&lt;br /&gt;Oh, just an ordinary man&lt;br /&gt;Wish that we had known&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;And I know one day you’ll see, nobody has it easy&lt;br /&gt;I still can’t believe you found somebody new&lt;br /&gt;I wish you the best, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everybody knows, that nobody really knows&lt;br /&gt;How to make it work, or how to ease the hurt&lt;br /&gt;We’ve heard it all before, that everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;Just how to make it right, I wish we gave it one more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;One more try&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause everybody knows, but nobody really knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-748128098762411101?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/748128098762411101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/748128098762411101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/05/vague-ness.html' title='vague-ness'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-5100886758823144368</id><published>2010-02-09T18:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:17:56.009+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>it's a rollercoaster ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;week 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Every second and minute felt like months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;And work is the only remedy to get me thru the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I have to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;U caught me off-guard and i didn't see this coming, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Agony would be an understatement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The nights would had been most surreal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's like watching the same soap opera over and over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Each scene were so vivid and the script repeated until morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I managed to pull myself out of bed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Pat my own back and thought to myself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Good job girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Now carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;week 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The hours flew by quicker than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The pain began to abate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and i know i've healed a lil bit more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;It's definitely a rollercoaster ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The unexpected ups and downs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;weigh me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sometimes i break, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;sometimes i make,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but mostly with me in denial,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;thinking that things will soon be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;week 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;U've given me the strength to pick myself up and move on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Painfully,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but i see the glimpse of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I can only stare at disbelief for 2 reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;1) how did i get through those days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;2) where did u find the strength?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I've learn to accept that u will no longer be there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and it's alrite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We've part our ways, bid our farewells, cleaned our messes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Left a mark and will walk separate paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We were destined to meet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;to greet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;To share a life through joy and pain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and through the disparity in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But only for a good few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;One day i'll look back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;and i'll be able to see much clearer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;For the most obvious reason that you'll never be in my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-5100886758823144368?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5100886758823144368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5100886758823144368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-rollercoaster-ride.html' title='it&apos;s a rollercoaster ride'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-119055267490188139</id><published>2010-02-08T15:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:20:18.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiring thoughts'/><title type='text'>the each n every step u make... molds YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;They become your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;They become your actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;They become your habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your habits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;They become your character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watch your character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;They become your destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-119055267490188139?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/119055267490188139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/119055267490188139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/02/each-n-every-step-u-make-molds-you.html' title='the each n every step u make... molds YOU'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-2469781249739471864</id><published>2010-01-20T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T19:07:07.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you came into my life for a reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When i was vulnerable and sunk deep in pain, Mimi made sure i had to read this on her blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I told her, i've read that before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;She told me: Read it again, because in different situations it gives you a different feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm now sharing this because i not only found it inspirational, it completely changed my view and thoughts within seconds. You only need to read carefully and feel each word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When you know which one it is, you will know what to do for that person.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;When someone is in your life for a REASON,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it is usually to meet a need you have expressed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They have come to assist you through a difficulty,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to provide you with guidance and support,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;to aid you physically, emotionally or spiritually.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They may seem like a godsend and they are.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They are there for the reason you need them to be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then, without any wrongdoing on your part or at an inconvenient time,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes they die.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes they walk away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What we must realize is that our need has been met,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;our desire fulfilled, their work is done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The prayer you sent up has been answered and now it is time to move on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some people come into your life for a SEASON,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;because your turn has come to share, grow or learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They may teach you something you have never done.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Believe it, it is real. But only for a season.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for being a part of my life,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;whether you were a reason, a season or a lifetime.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Courtesy of MimiChai =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-2469781249739471864?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2469781249739471864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2469781249739471864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/01/you-came-into-my-life-for-reason.html' title='you came into my life for a reason'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-1314875175099857159</id><published>2010-01-09T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:37:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't Mean Anything</title><content type='html'>heard this over at the radio... and i thought the lyrics is too meaningful =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys - Doesn't Mean Anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used to dream of being a millionaire, without a care&lt;br /&gt;But if I’m seeing my dreams you aren’t there&lt;br /&gt;’cause it’s over&lt;br /&gt;that just wont be fair&lt;br /&gt;darling,&lt;br /&gt;rather be a poor woman living on the street,&lt;br /&gt;no food to eat,&lt;br /&gt;cause i don't want no body if i have to cry.&lt;br /&gt;cause it's over&lt;br /&gt;when you said goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all at once...&lt;br /&gt;i had it all&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;now that you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;from above seems i had it all&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;since you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i see myself through different eyes,&lt;br /&gt;it's no surprise!&lt;br /&gt;being alone will make you realize&lt;br /&gt;when it's over!&lt;br /&gt;all in love is fair I shoulda been there, I shoulda been there, I shoulda shoulda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all at once...&lt;br /&gt;i had it all&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;now that you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;from above seems i had it all&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;since you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I pushed you away&lt;br /&gt;What can I do that would save our love&lt;br /&gt;Take these material things&lt;br /&gt;They don’t mean nothing&lt;br /&gt;Its you that I want&lt;br /&gt;All at once...&lt;br /&gt;I had it all&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Now that you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;From above,&lt;br /&gt;Seems I had it all&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Since you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All at once...&lt;br /&gt;I had it all&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Now that you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;From above,&lt;br /&gt;Seems I had it all&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn’t mean anything&lt;br /&gt;Since you’re gone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-1314875175099857159?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1314875175099857159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1314875175099857159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2010/01/doesnt-mean-anything.html' title='Doesn&apos;t Mean Anything'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-8888132574629686607</id><published>2009-12-03T21:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T12:37:21.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When i shut my eyes, i get insecure and intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As thoughts flashes by - i ponder over a face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What about it that caught u in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;How attractive was it?&lt;br /&gt;How charming was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OR even worst..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I start the same battle war in my head...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Over n over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Comparing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As torturous as it is... it was only most unbearable when i can never find victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I ask myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Was it not mine to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;Did i took something that didn't belong to me in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, i need to know why was it so difficult to make a choice then?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Curiosity haunts me with a slow rhythm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself constantly seeking ways, wanting to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Even with only bits n pieces.. i would solve the puzzle.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The clearer it gets, the deeper the fear and the smaller i feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The more i compare, the lesser the respect and the more i despise myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The nightmare ends when i open my eyes but it won't be the end of it. Not for long at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I live my blissful life everyday. Greet it with a smile every morning and coming home to a warm feeling when i see you..... because you are there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'd toughen up, live up to the nightmares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BUT i need to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If it will ever stop haunting me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-8888132574629686607?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8888132574629686607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8888132574629686607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/12/nightmare.html' title='nightmare'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7128055949257645270</id><published>2009-12-02T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:23:13.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;It was just another morning walking in to work, caught by surprise.. there were cameras, wires, lights everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, we are all shooting 'We are the World' today for our Xmas party @ PD Avillion next Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how my office has transformed into some sorta set. But it's quite a warm feelin eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY889wqcdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Z_2JiPWwYfo/s1600-h/DSC07281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY889wqcdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Z_2JiPWwYfo/s400/DSC07281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410579020400718290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY94BYMCvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VE_56SEFrSo/s1600-h/DSC07280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY94BYMCvI/AAAAAAAAAK0/VE_56SEFrSo/s400/DSC07280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410580034984086258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY9458dc9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/PMUtCVTVxLk/s1600-h/DSC07285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY9458dc9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/PMUtCVTVxLk/s400/DSC07285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410580050168607698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;even the pool area is packed with equipments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY8-Jn624I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ANTluPsFs1g/s1600-h/DSC07277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY8-Jn624I/AAAAAAAAAKs/ANTluPsFs1g/s400/DSC07277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410579040765139842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;n the guys watching the original video to gauge their moves. Director says "You must act like that or else we'll reshoot n reshoot till we get it right"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY89sNEviI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cUALQMOJT2Y/s1600-h/DSC07279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY89sNEviI/AAAAAAAAAKk/cUALQMOJT2Y/s400/DSC07279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410579032867913250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY89R9Z09I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ruKDr_Q5vok/s1600-h/DSC07282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY89R9Z09I/AAAAAAAAAKc/ruKDr_Q5vok/s400/DSC07282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410579025822864338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY95c3JwAI/AAAAAAAAALE/RP18wDKbK7A/s1600-h/DSC07286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY95c3JwAI/AAAAAAAAALE/RP18wDKbK7A/s400/DSC07286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410580059541585922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:georgia;" &gt;Definitely didn't have the mood to work as most of us have to be on standby to shoot our part. We have to mimic &amp;amp; lip sync our respective singers and it's freakin hillarious!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Some of us are just born talents im tellin ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure, i'll never listen to this song for quite awhile... was blasting on every speaker, repeating the chorus non-stop and we can't stand this song anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7128055949257645270?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7128055949257645270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7128055949257645270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/12/we-are-world.html' title='we are the world'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxY889wqcdI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Z_2JiPWwYfo/s72-c/DSC07281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-6185227497241345077</id><published>2009-12-01T13:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:37:47.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥what a fine Monday morning♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Greeted by my dearest loving colleagues with a desktop wallpaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxSqUL-YQoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AjtLVkNtfyk/s1600/desktop.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxSqUL-YQoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AjtLVkNtfyk/s400/desktop.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410136316167340674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This is just the right antitode i need to feel loved ♥ after the torturous 10 days of boredom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;This teaches me a lesson to plleeasseee PLAN ahead for my holidays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;GLAD TO BE BACK @ WORK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-pril-&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/5031327053027821060-6185227497241345077?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6185227497241345077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6185227497241345077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/12/filecdocuments20and20settingsaprildeskt.html' title='♥what a fine Monday morning♥'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxSqUL-YQoI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AjtLVkNtfyk/s72-c/desktop.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-1632403814648460487</id><published>2009-11-29T00:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T00:33:25.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first 3 course meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;i know it's been 8 months since i ever blogged.. n i just had to share my joy with u peeps today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES.. i successfully cooked a chinese 3 course meal!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, this is not the first time i've cooked but all i've ever tried was the easy one off meals, like western, spaghetti, fried rice and fried noodles, sandwiches, soups and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. the pressure was on me yesterday when nick n i were strolling the supermarket hunting for today's breakfast n dinner meals. STRESS!!! and tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literally debating over what to cook and all - obviously he didn't entirely trust me but he have no choice so he chose the safe dish - TOFU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I want the egg tofu with mince meat n gravy - the one we always eat outside?* - not such an EASY choice afterall. *sweats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Playing over in my head the whole afternoon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can i just fry the tofu like that? or do i need to dip it in frying flour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can i also put dried scallop together with the meat n diced mushrooms? the scallop need to soak first of not eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the gravy how to make leh?how much corn flour to put?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with today's technology, you don't need to phone your granny to ask her how to cook, just work your magic fingers on GOOGLE. *type egg tofu recipe* muahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;After 1 &amp;amp; half hours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOILA *even i'm impressed - bought a black pepper gravy (you know just to be safe) and I didn't have to use it to make black pepper beef!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxFNnRjolBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/r03BOKSaC0g/s1600/dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxFNnRjolBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/r03BOKSaC0g/s400/dinner.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409189964571776018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh.. btw that's just steam broccoli with salt n butter - nick's special request (just like those u ate at chillis wor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I NEVERRRR knew we can get a sore arm from cooking!@#%# (it really aches, its like ive been lifting dumbells with one arm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, all mums MUST have toned arms - gift from god for acknowledging their hardwork. But sadly, the world's never fair. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pril-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-1632403814648460487?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1632403814648460487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1632403814648460487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-first-3-course-meal.html' title='my first 3 course meal'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SxFNnRjolBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/r03BOKSaC0g/s72-c/dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-167697563720428105</id><published>2009-06-25T22:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T23:00:57.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...my cinderella story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;I suppose the fairytale plot goes like this:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Once upon a time....there lived a princess in the tallest chamber of the castle..obviously being locked up (you do know fairytale starts of sad right??) ....and wonders to herself if her imaginary prince charming will magically come to her rescue in his gorgeous white horse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;And of course, every fairytale do end with *happily ever after* (i mean since when cinderella or snow white ends up miserably alone?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;So then prince charming came.. swept her off her feet.. and they magically fell in lurve...then came wedding bells and the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Yea.. technically this should be it... but we all know it's all fiction and cmon.. it's the legendary cinderella story.. IT DOESNT HAPPEN IN REALITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;But just as i thought fairytale never exists, someone proved me wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;When i've never believed in *happily ever after*, someone assured me there will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;When i've never dreamt of being Cinderella, someone told me i already am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;And ultimately, when you thought there'll never be anyone out there, look closer..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;He's there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;-d fairytale-&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/5031327053027821060-167697563720428105?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/167697563720428105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/167697563720428105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/06/damsel-in-distress.html' title='...my cinderella story...'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-4954026401637117852</id><published>2009-06-03T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:46:01.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*poof* and you're gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Honestly... HOW IS THIS EVEN POSSIBLE?????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SiYa2YUtnSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SJ8vVcgqV_s/s1600-h/airfrance.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SiYa2YUtnSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SJ8vVcgqV_s/s400/airfrance.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342987529466256674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a plane just vanished into thin air??? This is appalling!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is Final Destination in the real world.. *yikes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-4954026401637117852?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4954026401637117852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4954026401637117852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/06/poof-and-youre-gone.html' title='*poof* and you&apos;re gone'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SiYa2YUtnSI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SJ8vVcgqV_s/s72-c/airfrance.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-5976111120223741754</id><published>2009-06-02T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:09:56.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i can't help the affection for this and decided to let it all out....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rob speaks for himself lar... needless to say more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I want to be a vampire tooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But why.. tell me why he have to leave Bella? #@&amp;amp;#$^@*&amp;amp;$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;New Moon trailer *VOILA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-601634acd7b00f27" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5976111120223741754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5976111120223741754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='new moon'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-1641566034857073809</id><published>2009-06-02T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:26:23.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn the stupid PS</title><content type='html'>here i am sitting in the room.. waiting and waiting and waiting and blogging and surfing...trying to kill some time... alright lar.. technically im suppose to do some work.. but....a company will definitely make my so called working time here more pleasurable rite.. wouldn't it??? and wtf... you rather spend ur QUALITY time with a god damn black box...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say i give u another 30mins and if you're not up.... i'll trash that thing away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we girls just have some sort of natural born hatred towards that thing don't we... damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SiSpyJuLXGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aCebaypkMYM/s1600-h/ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 212px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SiSpyJuLXGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aCebaypkMYM/s320/ps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342581737036405858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*oopss*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-1641566034857073809?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1641566034857073809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1641566034857073809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/06/damn-stupid-ps.html' title='damn the stupid PS'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SiSpyJuLXGI/AAAAAAAAAIs/aCebaypkMYM/s72-c/ps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-1891442081704635224</id><published>2009-06-01T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:58:45.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fine weeekend</title><content type='html'>er... damn... how it feels like to miss the first rave in the looooonnnngggg list of raves ever held???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just say.... i'm very much well rested... enjoying the every bit of the relaxing sunday and not bitching and whining about having to go to work the next day.. or even worst.. trying to create some sort of excuse in order to call in ill.. yea right... u think my boss is stupid rite.. of course she knows there's this rave and in fact.. she's pretty shocked im not going.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny thing is.. when i saw a few familiar faces at phuture... first thing is 'EH HOW COME YOU NOT AT THE RAVE?' *staring at me like i'm sort of alien from nowhere*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likewise i'll give them the exact same expression and laughed about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-1891442081704635224?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1891442081704635224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1891442081704635224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/06/fine-weeekend.html' title='the fine weeekend'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-1541146222475484324</id><published>2009-05-29T18:34:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:55:57.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 3 basic rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5Capril%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   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	mso-font-alt:"ＭＳ 明朝"; 	mso-font-charset:128; 	mso-generic-font-family:modern; 	mso-font-pitch:fixed; 	mso-font-signature:-1610612033 1757936891 16 0 131231 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:Corbel; 	panose-1:2 11 5 3 2 2 4 2 2 4; 	mso-font-charset:0; 	mso-generic-font-family:swiss; 	mso-font-pitch:variable; 	mso-font-signature:-1610611985 1073750091 0 0 159 0;} @font-face 	{font-family:"\@MS Mincho"; 	panose-1:2 2 6 9 4 2 5 8 3 4; 	mso-font-charset:128; 	mso-generic-font-family:modern; 	mso-font-pitch:fixed; 	mso-font-signature:-1610612033 1757936891 16 0 131231 0;}  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal 	{mso-style-parent:""; 	margin:0in; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"MS Mincho";} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;It’s undeniably true that we’re are all unique in our own ways…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;WE ARE IN THE END, ALL DIFFERENT HUMAN BEINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;rite…. living different lives.. believing in different values and aspects of life… “playing different roles”…embracing different habits and routines… but all in end.. its who we are and how we choose to be.. um… say &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Point is.. can you change someone to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;someone else you want them to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Yea i'm sure we all have dreams.. I want this.. I want that.. and whennnnnn we don’t get it…....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;we'll go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Ah.. fuck this shit” &lt;/span&gt;then we scram and look for an easier route out..right right right????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Sounds familiar? Btw, that’s the devil talking…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Or another familiar ‘angelic’ voice in our head… &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“I’m sure things will change over time.. she’ll listen.. she’ll change.. if she really want this so badly.. she’ll make those sacrifices”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Cmon let’s be rationale here…is it only about making you happy? What about us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARLOOOWWW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;what happened to compromising and giving and taking???&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Yup yup yup.. I m sure we all have an ideal ‘fairytale-ish’ someone.. er…Snow White, Cinderella, Princess Fiona? hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Corbel;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Corbel;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"As much as we hate to admit it... there is this fairytale someone in our dreams" quote April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Let’s go through my fairytale list.. shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;# 1  A mum that let me swipe her CC &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;withoutttttttttt LIMITTTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;# 2  A dad that buys me new laptop, new car, even better pay for my own hse… &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*dream on babe!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;# 3  A boss that gives me an increment every other month and of course lesser work please…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;# 4  A dog that for goodness sake will stop marking its territory at the wrong spots…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;# 5  A granny that will stop saying ‘you see this cousin… that cousin all already married.. you leh?’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;*SLAPS* Wake up huney…. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;They are who they are… and of course you can order them to do the things you want them to do or to be who you want them to be???? Try asking and see if they’ll give u 2 tight slaps…and if they don’t.. point taken and I withdraw all this bullshit here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Will this fairytale transformation make everyone happy? I don’t know.. you tell me…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;Or should it be 2 people trying to learn the art of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;listening, understanding and compromising&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*peace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Corbel;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-1541146222475484324?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1541146222475484324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1541146222475484324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-basic-rules.html' title='the 3 basic rules'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-4644256762525658972</id><published>2009-05-27T08:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:23:33.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The best mistake i've ever made...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" id="realText"&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One step too far&lt;br /&gt;All at once I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;Just like a star&lt;br /&gt;I'm burning for you&lt;br /&gt;Thought I could keep myself from feeling this way&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was my first mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause suddenly I'm walking'&lt;br /&gt;Down a dark street to your door&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you is driving' me insane&lt;br /&gt;And now my feet are standing&lt;br /&gt;Where they've never stood before&lt;br /&gt;Guided by a twist of fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I lose myself with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Fall apart or hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;Wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;I won't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Cause ever if my heart should break&lt;br /&gt;You'd be the best mistake I ever made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm in your room&lt;br /&gt;Now there's no denying'&lt;br /&gt;What's in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you&lt;br /&gt;Two shadows talking' but they don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;Words have lost their meaning now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And the air has turned electric&lt;br /&gt;Now I know the time is right&lt;br /&gt;To put myself into your hands&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I'm shaking'&lt;br /&gt;As your fingers touch my skin&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if tomorrow proves me wrong&lt;br /&gt;I swear I don't belong&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll carry on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;So I will lose myself and bare my soul&lt;br /&gt;Take this chance cause heaven knows&lt;br /&gt;I'm so far gone, my choice is made&lt;br /&gt;And even if my heart should break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: rgb(247, 247, 247) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I lose myself with you tonight&lt;br /&gt;Fall apart or hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;Wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;I'll always say&lt;br /&gt;You're the best mistake I ever made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-left: 1px dotted silver; margin: 0px; background: rgb(247, 247, 247) none repeat scroll 0% 0%; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" onmouseover="this.style.background='#F7F7F7';" onmouseout="this.style.background='white';"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-4644256762525658972?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4644256762525658972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4644256762525658972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-mistake-ive-ever-made.html' title='The best mistake i&apos;ve ever made...'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-813501165248243173</id><published>2009-03-27T20:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:14:31.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*little red riding hood got lost in the woods*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;it's a blurry vision...hazy and I can't seem to see clearly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;is there a road or a dead end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i really can't see... do i have to take my chances on this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;or should i just stand still and wait for the fog to clear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;perhaps i should wait.... i'm sure i'll be able to tell soon enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;yea...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*taps her feet waiting anxiously*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-and the fog starts to clear-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gosh!!! it splits into 3 paths....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;now which route to take...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Path 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ this look pretty familiar... i know!!! i've been here before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but this is not how i remember it to be... i mean everything looks the same... probably even better now.. but why the different feeling then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;well... it sure does take some adjustment n adaptation to this road.. it's been so long i haven't been here and i'm pretty sure there are no snakes around... although the road is pretty steep and slippery... and that's right!!  i thumbled down the hills here once before.. no doubt it's sure a painful fall...i slipped, knocked over and hurt myself...and it was raining so heavily that night... so cold n was in so much pain....i looked around for help.. there's no one there...i yelled... no one came to my rescue... probably they heard but i definitely can't be found in the dark....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*damnit i'm sure gonna die here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;after umteen hours i got so tired...and fell asleep in numb of the pain....days passed by... there was rain and shine again and rain and shine again...and as time goes by i slowly healed....being able to move again and smiled to myself..i'm going to pick myself up and find a way out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;n i did =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Path 2 ~ TBC =P&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/5031327053027821060-813501165248243173?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/813501165248243173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/813501165248243173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-red-riding-hood-got-lost-in.html' title='*little red riding hood got lost in the woods*'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7064090922578965244</id><published>2009-02-05T14:01:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T14:22:37.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny fun</title><content type='html'>i suppose this is the only time in a year i get to bond with my little cousins and family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what we did was.. eat... gamble.. nap.. open house n more open houses... n not to mention early mornings and late night sleep....the usual cny ritual la.. what's new...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n melissa will be leaving for melb soon.. so let's take more pictures before u leave!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my only 2 girlies + me (dai kah jeh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqBjGjyhlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wnljN5NwzHc/s1600-h/CSC_1219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqBjGjyhlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wnljN5NwzHc/s320/CSC_1219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299190351610938962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mel (with her SLR) + eleena toh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqBu8y72iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dj4PYFn502I/s1600-h/DSC04636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqBu8y72iI/AAAAAAAAAHE/dj4PYFn502I/s200/DSC04636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299190555148540450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*winks*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqCLSpdRoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0dHsCVQVsv0/s1600-h/DSC04662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqCLSpdRoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/0dHsCVQVsv0/s320/DSC04662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299191042050705026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then more of TOH Family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqC0-lNOJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eT9_6GQcxCs/s1600-h/DSC04620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqC0-lNOJI/AAAAAAAAAHk/eT9_6GQcxCs/s320/DSC04620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299191758218672274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;damn alot of us rite.... no space to stand lo.... steamboat summore... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqDEggeZBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PrAteQJWxw4/s1600-h/DSC04625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqDEggeZBI/AAAAAAAAAHs/PrAteQJWxw4/s320/DSC04625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299192025023669266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and baby asprey here dunno doing what.. yes he's still baby cause he's the youngest of all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqDan6sDWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-c7oksYnUvM/s1600-h/DSC_1178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqDan6sDWI/AAAAAAAAAH0/-c7oksYnUvM/s320/DSC_1178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299192404969786722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqEALHi1gI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4dcDNjS4HbM/s1600-h/DSC_1181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqEALHi1gI/AAAAAAAAAIE/4dcDNjS4HbM/s320/DSC_1181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299193050074109442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me + my mama and grandpa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqDrYfIDZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vhCWhEq0QxY/s1600-h/DSC_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqDrYfIDZI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vhCWhEq0QxY/s320/DSC_1126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299192692885425554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the siblings eating n gambling... aighhh... see my didi's face damn lan dou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqEdgarTGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1OQHb1Xy9Zg/s1600-h/DSC04792-R2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqEdgarTGI/AAAAAAAAAIU/1OQHb1Xy9Zg/s320/DSC04792-R2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299193554007706722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqET6I3WgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9wvbWHv2CZU/s1600-h/DSC04787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqET6I3WgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/9wvbWHv2CZU/s320/DSC04787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299193389113629186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then daddy + me drooling over my new born cousin (baby jessie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes dad i know u are anticipating one.. either u wait for mine or u go make yours!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pril-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7064090922578965244?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7064090922578965244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7064090922578965244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/02/cny-fun.html' title='cny fun'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SYqBjGjyhlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wnljN5NwzHc/s72-c/CSC_1219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7222886413003786140</id><published>2009-01-16T18:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:47:44.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>i vs you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when i talk... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you form it in your own imagination &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and throw it back at me as plotted nicely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as if it was true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when i stand in my own box...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you came pushing till i hit the corner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;left stranded there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as if there's no way out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when i defend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nothing seems out right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pointless to do so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as if i was the one to blame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when i mesmerize...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i can only remember the bad times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;made me so afraid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as if there's nothing good at all there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when you complain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i try to absorb and secure a change..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;no promises can be made..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as if it was totally impossible to achieve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when you ask for more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i knew i couldn't do that much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;not because i don't want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;as if i was cold..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;when you walk away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i can't hold you back..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; because i did nothing sweet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; as if you are not important at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;but when i step outside..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;looking deep from within..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;we both didn't mean to run and hide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;as if nothing between us were true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;the fact that we are different people trying to share...&lt;br /&gt;ONE life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7222886413003786140?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7222886413003786140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7222886413003786140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-vs-you.html' title='i vs you'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-1266216101792649388</id><published>2008-12-17T12:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:39:11.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweets*'/><title type='text'>-= the magical fairytale without an ending=-</title><content type='html'>our journey began in y2k.... 2 besties who came from some school wearing the same identical uniform as i was wearing when i first stepped in.. yea and im thinking who the hell are those 2? don't rmbr seeing them at my previous school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i'm the outcast newbie who did not come to a new school with a friend... so i'll just grab on to my Dolly magazine and lets just say i try to sit at a corner minding my own business...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the corner of my eye.. i saw this flash of light glistening and i can't help but to draw my attention from above my mag.. *tadah* ling with her braces waving anxiously at me...wow.. i thought this girl is really friendly.. and cmon... i'm a friendly person too.. so i smiled back... she walked towards me.. not too far away.. probably bout 10 steps..&lt;br /&gt;she headed fastly toward me in her baju kurung... keke (oklar.. i over exxagerated a bit but i rmbr u smiling at me alrite =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still with that smile on her face... her first words were none the less asking me to loan her my DOlly mag.. WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that got me a detention for standing in front of everyone during first day of school's morning assembly.. thanks darling.. and then i got famous overnight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously when i met ling.. i'll meet pearly eventually and there we are 3 stooges spotted in the center of the school like idiots or not.. cause we are wearing our different uniforms from the rest... did i mention we were center of the attention too? i wonder if they were negative or positive attentions... hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came along... pearly's cuzzie.. jill... kinda funny how we all ended up in art stream which only consists of 2 classes and magically our friendship grew.. maybe because we share the same common interest of being rebellious? hahaha hence the name terrorist at our reunion after 7 years after high school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again... these are only few of the MANY funny memorable moments we shared together.. we laughed.. we cried... we argued.. we confronted.. we also drifted apart from time to time.. but then magically cupid will pull us back together...not to mention how many miserable mistakes / men we've bypassed.. haha.. and i know i can depend on u girls... from the tiniest advice of what to buy for our bfs for xmas to the bitchiest arguements we have over the phone... and yet we are still a WHOLE...see.. nothing can tear us apart... =P i kinda sound like a lesbo now don't i? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls.. im just reminiscing the funny ol days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from this.. what we all looked like 7 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SUiBHbbF-jI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5jm1cljA4O8/s1600-h/n710514561_1208573_5709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SUiBHbbF-jI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5jm1cljA4O8/s320/n710514561_1208573_5709.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280612527712369202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SUiC0Kf1DUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Z6WmPe-FnK8/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SUiC0Kf1DUI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Z6WmPe-FnK8/s400/girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280614395774569794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know your jaw dropped rite... hold it there pls... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with jill and pearly reminiscing our friendship in different ways on their blog.. i reckon i should do it my way too... ahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pearly... puh-lease with the sex and city cast although it did light up my gloomy wednesday afternoon... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough said.. else ill go on and on and on.....there's no ending to this story.. this is one fairytale without 'THE END'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*without u girls.. there is no Me today*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-lurve always-pril&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-1266216101792649388?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1266216101792649388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1266216101792649388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/12/magical-fairytale-without-ending.html' title='-= the magical fairytale without an ending=-'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SUiBHbbF-jI/AAAAAAAAAGs/5jm1cljA4O8/s72-c/n710514561_1208573_5709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-4811512593356826327</id><published>2008-12-04T10:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T16:28:38.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost all my senses</title><content type='html'>i couldn't breathe... i couldn't even taste the roll of tobbaco i lit... inhaling as much as i can.. thought it would trigger my tastebuds... hah... mission failed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously my hearing was not 100% too.. all transmission to my brain seems blocked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like im high on something... i mean what virus could be so powerful that i've lost all my senses??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't even drag myself up from the sofa.. after lying at the same spot for 5 hours in a row...must be some kind of drug i'm thinking... yea.. let's recap on the meds i took...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zytrec = doctor's prescription is 1 pill per day.. i took 2 cause my flu is really killing me... and i needed some air to breathe.. take note that this is non drowsy yea.. so no extra effect k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throat irritation pill = doctor already warned me that the side effects are my hands shaking.. well... ok.. so this is expected... fine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough syrup = im so immune to syrups that it won't knock me out...so yea... felt a bit high..but after awhile the highness wears off..and then the super bad headache hit me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit.. guess this is what happens when u misuse drugs? but hello.. i followed accordingly to doctor's prescription..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzzzz.... not to mention the sleepless nights....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-one soldier down-pril&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-4811512593356826327?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4811512593356826327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4811512593356826327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-all-my-senses.html' title='lost all my senses'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-4956948888660204761</id><published>2008-11-19T15:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T15:47:26.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another you....</title><content type='html'>so many times i was alone and couldn't sleep&lt;br /&gt;you left me drownin' in the tears of memories&lt;br /&gt;and ever since you've gone, i've found it hard to breathe&lt;br /&gt;cause there was so much your heart just couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;a thousand wasted dreams are rollin off my eyes&lt;br /&gt;but time's been healing me and i say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i can breathe again dream again&lt;br /&gt;i'll be on the road again&lt;br /&gt;like it used to be the other day&lt;br /&gt;now i feel free again so innocent&lt;br /&gt;cause someone makes me whole again for sure&lt;br /&gt;i'll find another you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could you imagine someone else is by my side&lt;br /&gt;i've been afraid, he couldn't keep myself from falling&lt;br /&gt;my heart was always searching for a place to hide&lt;br /&gt;could not await the dawn to bring another day&lt;br /&gt;your not the only one so hear me when I say&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts of you they just fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i can breathe again dream again&lt;br /&gt;i'll be on the road again&lt;br /&gt;like it used to be the other day&lt;br /&gt;now i feel free again so innocent&lt;br /&gt;cause someone makes me whole again for sure&lt;br /&gt;i'll find another you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i see you when i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;you're still a part of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can breathe again dream again&lt;br /&gt;i'll be on the road again&lt;br /&gt;like it used to be the other day&lt;br /&gt;now i feel free again so innocent&lt;br /&gt;Cause someone makes me whole again for sure&lt;br /&gt;i'll find another you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-pril-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-4956948888660204761?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4956948888660204761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4956948888660204761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-you.html' title='another you....'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-6431610502854464532</id><published>2008-11-14T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:39:24.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*uncertainty*</title><content type='html'>things do happen when u least expected it.. and it's even more complicated when it's not within your control... you'll probably ask yourself a million questions a day.. and it's undeniable that there'll be doubts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is really the right track to be on... or will this lead to an impulse decisions that will affect your current lifestyle.. and no matter how many times you question yourself.. u'll never get the answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose the only way to overcome this is to leave it to fate... and im pretty sure time will give u answers to all those doubts... i guess we've left with no choice but to wait and see and judge with our own eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no right or wrong.. you'll just have to take your chances on regrets or joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---doubts of joy---&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-6431610502854464532?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6431610502854464532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6431610502854464532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/11/uncertainty.html' title='*uncertainty*'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-5144239635260795434</id><published>2008-11-10T11:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T11:29:03.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last minute life-saver</title><content type='html'>and i thought i have more than enough friends to fill up my free time from mondays - sundays... aighhh... what a disappointment i would say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i needed a company to watch a footie match with me @ republic bar pyramid.. none were free!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably its a saturday nite.. and yo!! party people.. who wanna watch football at the other end of the world with me... then i go like.. aiyar.. i have to lar.. i have to work... i need to check out de event and snap some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;match starts at 8.45.. and after numerous calls.. i thought eh.. bu is an MU fan.. maybe la maybe... he will drive all the way down to watch the other half of the match with me.. my lucky day.. of all ppl... he said.. if you really can't find anyone.. ill come!!! *wahh.. i felt like i strike lottery man*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean cmon.. going there watching footie alone!!! i'll look like a complete loser..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then.. there's always hope in life.. hehe.. and we had fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see see see.. my events are not boring ok....=P got ipod battle after that too.. hmpph... seems like im partying also wat.. and sorta working at de same time...(my job is just to take pictures and check out de event and watch the footie match.. u dumbo!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRenHTVTT8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/LB5l13ESfvw/s1600-h/DSC03208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRenHTVTT8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/LB5l13ESfvw/s200/DSC03208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266862033123626946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReo8EKL84I/AAAAAAAAAGc/3uTuHEu5sGI/s1600-h/bu+%2B+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 157px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReo8EKL84I/AAAAAAAAAGc/3uTuHEu5sGI/s200/bu+%2B+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266864039095169922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see y'all.. THAT'S THE FOOTBALL SPIRIT IM TALKING BOUT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReoK6hsBtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oaAOU3FGK74/s1600-h/DSC03217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReoK6hsBtI/AAAAAAAAAGE/oaAOU3FGK74/s320/DSC03217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266863194695796434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReoZ2xpWHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oyHNRcko8g0/s1600-h/DSC03218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 264px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReoZ2xpWHI/AAAAAAAAAGM/oyHNRcko8g0/s320/DSC03218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266863451387025522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MU supporters!!!! but !@#&amp;amp;!%^#*... Arsenal won 2-1 .. fuckers... at least there's no disgrace to MU fans.. they scored a goal with pride the last 10mins i think.. can't rmbr.. busy downing the booze already by then.. don't care when they scored.. as long as they did.. heh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRepoablLTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/A16Z98aQVpA/s1600-h/DSC03212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRepoablLTI/AAAAAAAAAGk/A16Z98aQVpA/s320/DSC03212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266864800987950386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous or not now... turn me down again lar..not to mention drinks are on ME... hmmph..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-5144239635260795434?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5144239635260795434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/5144239635260795434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/11/last-minute-life-saver.html' title='last minute life-saver'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRenHTVTT8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/LB5l13ESfvw/s72-c/DSC03208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-8675758017322660403</id><published>2008-11-10T10:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:40:05.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweets*'/><title type='text'>de unexpected sunday surprise</title><content type='html'>who would have guessed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a fine sunday evening i was doing this with darling jill!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRebqbCut3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yWnpcOKUvXs/s1600-h/DSC03233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRebqbCut3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yWnpcOKUvXs/s200/DSC03233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266849442349102962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReb4hsnUyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/K9ZC5fl3sMM/s1600-h/DSC03232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReb4hsnUyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/K9ZC5fl3sMM/s200/DSC03232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266849684653560610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRedbcDpRiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FtowgfR3cZQ/s1600-h/DSC03236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRedbcDpRiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/FtowgfR3cZQ/s200/DSC03236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851383946593826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRedq-qxfkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yp_tstKJuuA/s1600-h/DSC03234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRedq-qxfkI/AAAAAAAAAFk/yp_tstKJuuA/s200/DSC03234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266851650935553602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. although you don't see me in action.. cause jill is too lazy to take picture of me working.. hehe... but i did my job okaaayyyy... i am de driver + the tile sticker = person who stick the tiles and the one who hold them for at least 5 - 10mins so they don't fall off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite alrite.. de actual fact...we both made it happen!!!!! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's our final masterpiece (did i mention after 3 hours?? *sweats*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReZgkEmCgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TSM1JzMDG2k/s1600-h/DSC03241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SReZgkEmCgI/AAAAAAAAAFE/TSM1JzMDG2k/s320/DSC03241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266847073950894594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;isn't it gorgeous??? what a beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time i walk into heart&amp;amp;soul.. i'll be overwhelmed (show off!!!... eh that thing i help do wan leh.. nice leh..ngek ngek ngek...)   =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-toodles-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-8675758017322660403?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8675758017322660403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8675758017322660403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/11/de-unexpected-sunday-surprise.html' title='de unexpected sunday surprise'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SRebqbCut3I/AAAAAAAAAFM/yWnpcOKUvXs/s72-c/DSC03233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-1752491879208035943</id><published>2008-11-06T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:06:57.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>god's fault.. not ours...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;look.. when u guys are busy complaining that we women are hard to please.. can't read our minds.. fussy like old grannys... whines all the time and the list goes on and on and onnnnnnnnnnn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;please rmbr that we shed gallons of blood annually.. (i think) or whatever.. doesnt matter if its gallons or not.. the point is we do loose out alot of blood... well, at least once a month... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;so let's make it a deal.. you can be the king of the jungle and we'll please u and make u happy for.. let's say about 28 or 29 days?? and in return u let us whine and throw ourselves all out for the remaining 2-3 days??? how's that sound...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;and the contract states.. when we are at such state that god invented.. called the freaking PMS.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;YOU LETS US VENT AND MAKE SURE WE GET TREATMENT LIKE WE"RE QUEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt; WE NEED THAT KIND OF ATTENTION SOMETIME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt; AND THIS IS DEFINITELY THE RIGHT TIME FOR IT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;there!@#$@$%@.... see... this space does me the honor of letting me ALL OUTTTTTTT.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;-the end-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-1752491879208035943?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1752491879208035943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/1752491879208035943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/11/gods-fault-not-ours.html' title='god&apos;s fault.. not ours...'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-8750468286377236428</id><published>2008-11-05T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:40:34.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>*i'm in lurve*</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-83c7dcde96947d30" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83c7dcde96947d30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330278481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7174D69A8791D0C427BF2AE9CA045393EEEA03DF.5E525688F0E1D6791E96E18F1BAE6872D1F57DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83c7dcde96947d30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWnmIZmct7tZOmwbd6yWdhq1Vd58&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D83c7dcde96947d30%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330278481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7174D69A8791D0C427BF2AE9CA045393EEEA03DF.5E525688F0E1D6791E96E18F1BAE6872D1F57DDF%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D83c7dcde96947d30%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWnmIZmct7tZOmwbd6yWdhq1Vd58&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESSSSS... I"M IN LURVE!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;and if his moves do not impress u... you're not a woman!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i'm on cloud 9... melting like a cotton candy in my mouth =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;okay.. now i sound a bit psycho.. butttttttttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;it's oklar to drool over JAY CHAOOOOOOO!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;!#^@&amp;amp;*#@^$&amp;amp;*@^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-911e0a6511213cf8" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D911e0a6511213cf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330278481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58E094898D139B5F27F56FE47162347CEA49D4C4.350D909AE179FA392D4A955CCD82B4FB04C25C04%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D911e0a6511213cf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbIIGpGC2dK42OLF7kwHN0KQCL1k&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D911e0a6511213cf8%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330278481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D58E094898D139B5F27F56FE47162347CEA49D4C4.350D909AE179FA392D4A955CCD82B4FB04C25C04%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D911e0a6511213cf8%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DbIIGpGC2dK42OLF7kwHN0KQCL1k&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;self explanatory rite?? and the english translation do us 'bananas' such good justice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually understand what he's singing now... and am so into it...ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am truely, madly, deeply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;*fainted*-pril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-8750468286377236428?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=83c7dcde96947d30&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=911e0a6511213cf8&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8750468286377236428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8750468286377236428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-in-lurve.html' title='*i&apos;m in lurve*'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-762756392460794333</id><published>2008-10-31T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T20:38:21.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marc jacobs fanatic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7-UrNVFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dw8urlnGxsg/s1600-h/marc+jacobs+key+chain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7-UrNVFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dw8urlnGxsg/s400/marc+jacobs+key+chain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263296162656244818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lastly.. if really can't find those bags.. get me one of these keychain!!! i'm looking at red , yellow or purple.. cant decide yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7upxKgZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yHQVoXlLp6E/s1600-h/%24228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7upxKgZI/AAAAAAAAAEk/yHQVoXlLp6E/s400/%24228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263295893440463250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bro - check out the price for this.. i dunno what's the range but recognize it and hunt it down.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7hVBUOuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Fg-48f1Gobk/s1600-h/large+brass+large+signature+shopper+bag++%24168-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 209px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7hVBUOuI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Fg-48f1Gobk/s400/large+brass+large+signature+shopper+bag++%24168-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263295664532765410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;large brass large signature shopper bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7XmwoqnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/yr97_EG8N-A/s1600-h/mj_province-town-large-white-tote.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7XmwoqnI/AAAAAAAAAEU/yr97_EG8N-A/s400/mj_province-town-large-white-tote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263295497495947890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marc jacobs province-town-large-white-tote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks bro!!!!!!! muah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-762756392460794333?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/762756392460794333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/762756392460794333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/10/marc-jacobs-fanatic.html' title='marc jacobs fanatic'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQr7-UrNVFI/AAAAAAAAAEs/dw8urlnGxsg/s72-c/marc+jacobs+key+chain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7378105853596624874</id><published>2008-10-30T14:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:30:36.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i were a boy????</title><content type='html'>If I were a boy &lt;br /&gt;Even just for a day &lt;br /&gt;I’d roll outta bed in the morning &lt;br /&gt;And throw on what I wanted then go &lt;br /&gt;Drink beer with the guys &lt;br /&gt;And chase after girls &lt;br /&gt;I’d kick it with who I wanted &lt;br /&gt;And I’d never get confronted for it. &lt;br /&gt;Cause they’d stick up for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy &lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand &lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl &lt;br /&gt;I swear I’d be a better man. &lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her &lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts &lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted &lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted &lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse]&lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy &lt;br /&gt;I would turn off my phone &lt;br /&gt;Tell everyone it’s broken &lt;br /&gt;So they’d think that I was sleepin’ alone &lt;br /&gt;I’d put myself first &lt;br /&gt;And make the rules as I go &lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that she’d be faithful &lt;br /&gt;Waitin’ for me to come home (to come home) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;If I were a boy &lt;br /&gt;I think I could understand &lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl &lt;br /&gt;I swear I’d be a better man. &lt;br /&gt;I’d listen to her &lt;br /&gt;Cause I know how it hurts &lt;br /&gt;When you lose the one you wanted (wanted)&lt;br /&gt;Cause he’s taken you for granted (granted)&lt;br /&gt;And everything you had got destroyed &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vamp1] &lt;br /&gt;It’s a little too late for you to come back &lt;br /&gt;Say its just a mistake &lt;br /&gt;Think I’d forgive you like that &lt;br /&gt;If you thought I would wait for you &lt;br /&gt;You thought wrong &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Male]&lt;br /&gt;You know when you act like that&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you realize how it makes me look&lt;br /&gt;or feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce]&lt;br /&gt;Act like what&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so jealous&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i'm sleeping with the guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Male]&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Beyonce]&lt;br /&gt;What&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Male]&lt;br /&gt;I said yo &lt;br /&gt;Why are you so jealous&lt;br /&gt;It aint like I'm sleepin with the girl&lt;br /&gt;[Vamp2] &lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy &lt;br /&gt;You don’t understand &lt;br /&gt;Yeah you don’t understand &lt;br /&gt;How it feels to love a girl someday &lt;br /&gt;You wish you were a better man &lt;br /&gt;You don’t listen to her &lt;br /&gt;You don’t care how it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Until you lose the one you wanted &lt;br /&gt;Cause you’ve taken her for granted &lt;br /&gt;And everything you have got destroyed &lt;br /&gt;But you’re just a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOY o BOY... can't help it lar... need to express my lurve to dis song.. nice hor????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7378105853596624874?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7378105853596624874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7378105853596624874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/10/if-i-were-boy.html' title='if i were a boy????'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-8213903183491540104</id><published>2008-10-30T13:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:43:34.387+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweets*'/><title type='text'>journey of de past</title><content type='html'>woke up feeling chirpy and had this sense of sentimental feeling deep down me somewhere although i have a pile of job reqs to issue @ work.. knowing i got so much work.. i should be dreading the day rite? but surpisingly NO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird eh.. i think so too... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i stumble upon some pretty old pictures of me n my sweets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amongst all.. sis i miss u th most.. u're miles apart n we don't talk much.. damnit..but it's ok.. true friends will always remain close to me @ heart... n u've never drifted away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlNsRRddGI/AAAAAAAAADc/sGEydTiecpg/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlNsRRddGI/AAAAAAAAADc/sGEydTiecpg/s200/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262823062505354338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOG39wCtI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ni6xH_osEBI/s1600-h/10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOG39wCtI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ni6xH_osEBI/s200/10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262823519568267986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOQRVpbhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IoueNSee2n8/s1600-h/30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOQRVpbhI/AAAAAAAAAD8/IoueNSee2n8/s200/30.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262823680998206994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOWkiddJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rCEqr2TmfSo/s1600-h/43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOWkiddJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rCEqr2TmfSo/s200/43.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262823789231436946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;TA-DAH!!!!! now de AAAAAAALLLLLLL of us........*sweets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOsf-7bEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kXugGPoy5RQ/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlOsf-7bEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/kXugGPoy5RQ/s400/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262824165965786178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*muacks*pril&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-8213903183491540104?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8213903183491540104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8213903183491540104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/10/journey-of-de-past.html' title='journey of de past'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQlNsRRddGI/AAAAAAAAADc/sGEydTiecpg/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-6912611664826444836</id><published>2008-10-28T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:53:51.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morale of de story</title><content type='html'>let's see where do i begin.. for the past week i was anticipating for the weekend.. and then Friday came... and yet im hoping to club.. so came saturday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yip yip hooray* was probably the perfect expression for that day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to quattro, rather than my usual clubbing spot and since i have not been there before.. why not drop by n check it out rite? so the smarty pants me drove my bfs car and thought.. hey im a responsible gurl and i am so damn sure i can drive home safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nite pass by so quickly as i was down-ing drinks as if its my wedding... haha.. *sorry la.. de urge and craving for alcohol overcame my senses and ta-dah!!!!  TERBABAS is de word*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQbs4NawhGI/AAAAAAAAADU/nv7rObnAaJs/s1600-h/n519687675_1376217_6220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQbs4NawhGI/AAAAAAAAADU/nv7rObnAaJs/s320/n519687675_1376217_6220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262153665047725154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de effect of excessive alcohol.. not to mention de mixture of all types.. can't even recall a single thing.. memory loss sial!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my dear friends were kind enuff to lend me their branded bags as pillows.. haha.. saw the LV?  ooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again obviously there is a price to pay to have such mischievous&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; act of display... kena screwed by mr kee lar what else... for de very first time in 1 and half years wei... no joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morale of the story is behave lar moi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;point taken n lesson learnt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciaos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-6912611664826444836?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6912611664826444836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6912611664826444836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/10/morale-of-de-story.html' title='morale of de story'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SQbs4NawhGI/AAAAAAAAADU/nv7rObnAaJs/s72-c/n519687675_1376217_6220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-8913657032953398771</id><published>2008-10-22T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T15:54:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missing u both dearly..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SP7cJPZoRdI/AAAAAAAAADM/mywaTiUvleo/s1600-h/DSC-0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SP7cJPZoRdI/AAAAAAAAADM/mywaTiUvleo/s400/DSC-0022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259883466126280146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't the same without the both of you... my life is just not complete..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more random outings after a long hectic day at work or even during weekends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more movie nights with you bro... and no more pasar malam nights with you...no more small karaoke gatherings.. things are just extremely different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating your return.. missing you both dearly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lurve-pril&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-8913657032953398771?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8913657032953398771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/8913657032953398771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/10/missing-u-both-dearly.html' title='missing u both dearly..'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SP7cJPZoRdI/AAAAAAAAADM/mywaTiUvleo/s72-c/DSC-0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7145107592603803523</id><published>2008-10-21T12:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T23:44:47.362+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my sweets*'/><title type='text'>a lil outing with my darling</title><content type='html'>was wondering if it's worth the jam all the way to cheras to pick up my lil darling.. not to mention it's during the prime jam period.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but being stucked in the jam for 1 and half hours seems to be worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it actually made my Monday lot more better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us @ GSC pavillion watching House Bunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:- Not a good movie thou.. merely because we weren't following the plot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SP1ZNDDBGnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KR_zkqlMCrk/s1600-h/DSC02809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 413px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SP1ZNDDBGnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KR_zkqlMCrk/s320/DSC02809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259458020529740402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeekkk!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aPriL-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7145107592603803523?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7145107592603803523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7145107592603803523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/10/lil-outing-with-my-darling.html' title='a lil outing with my darling'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SP1ZNDDBGnI/AAAAAAAAAC8/KR_zkqlMCrk/s72-c/DSC02809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7939456777023278628</id><published>2008-10-20T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:34:37.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad Monday!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SPwxciE-rJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pkBnXEr1JTs/s1600-h/174073_f260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SPwxciE-rJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pkBnXEr1JTs/s200/174073_f260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259132831115685010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to this lil fucker.. it made my entire Monday morning so blue and retarded that I almost couldnt recognize myself for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next time I'll learn how to use a tea-spoon.. I suppose this is what you call overdosed on cough syrup??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeEeEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was tossing n turning for the whole night.. why can't I get a good shut eye after the amount of dosage i had???? So so weird...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/april/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7939456777023278628?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7939456777023278628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7939456777023278628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/10/thanks-to-this-lil-fucker.html' title='bad bad Monday!!!'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SPwxciE-rJI/AAAAAAAAAC0/pkBnXEr1JTs/s72-c/174073_f260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-4339042182314719546</id><published>2008-09-30T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T15:06:38.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Secondhand Serenade - Fall For You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about tonight's that we're not fighting&lt;br /&gt;Could it be that we have been this way before?&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't think that I am trying&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wearing thin down to the core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I intended&lt;br /&gt;I always swore to you I'd never fall apart&lt;br /&gt;You always thought that I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I may have failed, but I have loved you from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but hold your breath&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So breathe in so deep&lt;br /&gt;Breathe me in, I'm yours to keep&lt;br /&gt;And hold on to your words 'cause talk is cheap&lt;br /&gt;And remember me tonight when you're asleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight will be the night&lt;br /&gt;That I will fall for you over again&lt;br /&gt;Don't make me change my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I won't live to see another day&lt;br /&gt;I swear it's true&lt;br /&gt;Because a girl like you is impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;You're impossible to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*It's been AGES since i heard such a great song.... it's going to repeat on my itunes and i'll be playing it ON and ON till the day i feel so sick that i'll puke if i ever hear it again* =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-4339042182314719546?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4339042182314719546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4339042182314719546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/secondhand-serenade-fall-for-you-best.html' title=''/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-4034789400182463313</id><published>2008-09-30T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T22:51:22.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my thoughts'/><title type='text'>*vile game*</title><content type='html'>what on earth was i thinking... was it the malicious curiosity or was it just plain.... 'for the fun of it, why not..as long as you don't die' thought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly... there was no judgement from within.. but that's only what i think.. what about other's perception? do i really care? this is not the usual me... i never cared what was spoken off but the angel in me is whispering the wise decisions... or more like a gentle kind reminder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"beware... it may bite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you've only proved yourself as a despicable being... needless to say more... it's pretty obvious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roll the dice and place your bets.. the only difference in this game really depends on how you weight your loss and wins..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-4034789400182463313?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4034789400182463313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4034789400182463313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/vile-game.html' title='*vile game*'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-2038234539153999448</id><published>2008-09-26T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T16:02:07.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de baleful thought</title><content type='html'>if only de reception on my mobile was better that night...i would have prolong-ed the conversation. And perhaps i could have talked you through to stay and to not board that plane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only i had taken your words more seriously and try harder to go through the bad times with you. i meant what i said.. and i had never gave up on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am praying here... in silence... hoping that you will return as soon as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only imagine the exact scenario you are going through right now... helpless and vulnerable and nobody to turn to... some say this is the best lesson for you.. in order for you to resurrect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but to me..this conviction is way too much of a price to pay..you do not deserve this...there is much more better way to get out of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're blocked out within 4 walls... with no communication back home... i can only feel the painful you.... whenever there's a flash of you in my thoughts.. it pinches me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the love of god.. no crime done here to hurt elseone or anything that involves another soul... please guide him and bring him back to light..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless always - pril&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-2038234539153999448?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2038234539153999448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/2038234539153999448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/silent-prayers.html' title='de baleful thought'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-4860531407429859443</id><published>2008-09-25T11:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:15:38.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de post-it note</title><content type='html'>i've figured out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in order to keep you in my life forever..........is to never hit the 'PLAY' button at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once you've PLAYED.. eventually, somehow and one day it will END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lurve-pril*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-4860531407429859443?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4860531407429859443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/4860531407429859443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/de-post-it-note.html' title='de post-it note'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7232288424557009940</id><published>2008-09-25T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T11:10:15.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crisis that led to BULLSHIT pressures</title><content type='html'>i believe i'm not de only one going through this phase in life... de subconscious pressure haunt us in various ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt we're all unique and different in our own ways... hence de numerous ways to vent / to release it all out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it never got me thinking how i succumb myself to this s0-called "releasing habit"&lt;br /&gt;i always thought its de thrill that excites me and yet there was never a single guilt in me... even punishment could not stop me.. call me daring or bold but that's not what i wanted to prove...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were right last nite.. with the amount of pressure i am undergoing... there!!!! my own unique way of expressing... a tacit understanding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat we call this again??  mid 20s crisis... haha.. BULLSHIT!!! what happens when there's a crisis at your 30s , 40s or even 70s? There are all age crisis... point taken... age is just a number... we all are and will always be the child in our very own heart and soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7232288424557009940?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7232288424557009940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7232288424557009940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/crisis-that-led-to-bullshit-pressures.html' title='crisis that led to BULLSHIT pressures'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-6849102385119435437</id><published>2008-09-24T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:06:43.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>de lame excuse i made up to have some fun</title><content type='html'>apparently my dear ric kor is heading to the mountains @ nepal again... for 1 freaking month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;correct me if i'm wrong as i know nuts bout mountain climbing / trekking or whatever u call it.. but do you really need a month?? mt everest probably take less than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then............. it's a super duper good excuse to call up my bros for karaoke!!! yay!!! and with the 2 magnificent karaoke kakis... not to mention that our bloody good rapper FFK-ed us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered texting to bout 7 ppl... and guess wat.. we ended up with the 4 of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmmJ9KLERI/AAAAAAAAABU/wKDT1N5-_jw/s1600-h/DSC02008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmmJ9KLERI/AAAAAAAAABU/wKDT1N5-_jw/s320/DSC02008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249409530643288338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;before we got to the hype of singing.. a few of us got naughty and someone got some spankin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmnW5NiZSI/AAAAAAAAABk/lwNc2WYBEBg/s1600-h/DSC01972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmnW5NiZSI/AAAAAAAAABk/lwNc2WYBEBg/s320/DSC01972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249410852433585442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;also some dancing to the jazz version of one of ric's song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmp7Vh98LI/AAAAAAAAACE/9UWFM0cdytc/s1600-h/n519687675_1255700_6776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmp7Vh98LI/AAAAAAAAACE/9UWFM0cdytc/s320/n519687675_1255700_6776.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249413677534015666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmqDa5-WGI/AAAAAAAAACM/QC8O9HtwcN4/s1600-h/n519687675_1255702_7433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmqDa5-WGI/AAAAAAAAACM/QC8O9HtwcN4/s320/n519687675_1255702_7433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249413816415836258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/april/Desktop/new%20pix/karaoke%20nite%20@%20subang%20neway%2022%20Sept/n519687675_1255701_7102.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/april/Desktop/new%20pix/karaoke%20nite%20@%20subang%20neway%2022%20Sept/n519687675_1255700_6776.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/april/Desktop/new%20pix/karaoke%20nite%20@%20subang%20neway%2022%20Sept/n519687675_1255702_7433.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea!!! my didi decided to take a break off his assignment marathon n ta-dah here he is... he is indeed quite a good singer... i suppose it's in de genes.. *haha* n... sorta got drunk...hence the pose.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmmvURMAJI/AAAAAAAAABc/_kGjiiY41rQ/s1600-h/n519687675_1255722_4553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 274px; height: 362px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmmvURMAJI/AAAAAAAAABc/_kGjiiY41rQ/s320/n519687675_1255722_4553.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249410172501885074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet the nite ended these 3 darlings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmqndG6nHI/AAAAAAAAACU/3ZVFWSncg8w/s1600-h/n519687675_1255693_4505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmqndG6nHI/AAAAAAAAACU/3ZVFWSncg8w/s320/n519687675_1255693_4505.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249414435482279026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmq2pNdVcI/AAAAAAAAACc/UeCpkKe8ys4/s1600-h/n519687675_1255690_3561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmq2pNdVcI/AAAAAAAAACc/UeCpkKe8ys4/s320/n519687675_1255690_3561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249414696428983746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmuSchHhAI/AAAAAAAAACs/iruPPxq72Fg/s1600-h/n519687675_1255695_5155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 269px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmuSchHhAI/AAAAAAAAACs/iruPPxq72Fg/s320/n519687675_1255695_5155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249418472592999426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-6849102385119435437?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6849102385119435437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6849102385119435437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/de-lame-excuse-i-made-up-to-have-some.html' title='de lame excuse i made up to have some fun'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/SNmmJ9KLERI/AAAAAAAAABU/wKDT1N5-_jw/s72-c/DSC02008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-7813479174138657153</id><published>2008-09-10T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T16:00:35.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas wish came true!!</title><content type='html'>what else could i ask MORE for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got in de office in de morning to find this mail announcing that the entire Saatchi&amp;amp;Saatchi are granted for a 2 week long holiday starting from xmas eve till 5th Jan!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!!! you can imagine all de holiday plans running through my mind right now... to top it off.. it'll b better if i have extra cash to play around with...i'm praying really hard for that!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't think of a better way to end this year and to start de next year ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo-pril&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-7813479174138657153?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7813479174138657153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/7813479174138657153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/christmas-wish-came-true.html' title='christmas wish came true!!'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5031327053027821060.post-6397712469118754649</id><published>2008-09-05T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T14:23:55.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~*inspired by my peeps*~</title><content type='html'>elloooooooooooooooooooo... which cave do i live in?? even my dad has a blog and what am i waiting for.. i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de amount of time i spend daily being a bloggee.. (according to my dad, bloggees are ppl who reads but never contribute / comment.. and yup i'm one of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. on a fine Friday noon.. after scrambling thru my enormous workload in de morning... i ventured myself to the world of blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean what de hell.. i should start somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad blogs bout politics / nation views or whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;my vegan babe blogs bout.. well.. being a vegan... (hence the nickname)&lt;br /&gt;my fashion addict babe blogs bout.. needless to say..isn't it quite obvious? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... comes back to the question.. what am i gonna blog bout.... someone who's easily inspired.. very very emotional.. filled with all sort of feelings that sometimes i find it hard to describe in words.. an advertising person who seriously need some writing practice... and yet i still don't know.. anyway this is just something you call 'shiok sendiri'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers-pril&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5031327053027821060-6397712469118754649?l=apriltyng.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6397712469118754649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5031327053027821060/posts/default/6397712469118754649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apriltyng.blogspot.com/2008/09/inspired-by-my-peeps.html' title='~*inspired by my peeps*~'/><author><name>aPRiL tyNg</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16930912796546193599</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Be9xK97sYl8/TJCrhno-cxI/AAAAAAAAAP8/kkL0PVZtK4Q/S220/DSC08728R.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
