<?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-32879090</id><updated>2011-08-16T00:26:05.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7867124134372351041</id><published>2008-09-01T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:54:16.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I read through Shan's latest post for twice. Whatever she wrote, I really agree. The way she wrote, I admire cz it's not very explicit that the fren she's mentioning will know that Shan is actually talking bout her. I like the way she wrote~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;I agree with one of her statements that she feels happy that the friend of hers found her own clique. I wanna add something on cz I experienced / experiencing the same thing too. I will feel happy that if my fren finds her own clique. The clique which totally fits her in and she feels super comfortable with and that she can be her real self. When a person has a new clique, which tends to be better than previous ones, she/he definitely spends more time with this clique at the same time neglecting those old friends. Imagine that the new clique knows the old clique and they are going out together for dinner or watever, then he/she just spends time with new clique and "accidentally" forgot the existence of old clique. Guess how bad the old clique will feel. Once they were so close so close to each other. Spending each and everyday together. Sharing secrets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;If any of you happen to be this kinda fren, who tend to forget the old clique, my advice is - think. If the same things happen to you, how would you feel? The fren whom you were once so close with suddenly found a new clique and just neglect you like that. Dont forget the old days you have with them. Who were beside you throughout the old days? Who were the one cheered you up before? Who were the ones lending you a hand when you encountered problems? Maybe you were not showing your real self when you are with them, but, did you have fun those days? Did you guys did something memorable? Did they treat you as their clique?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;Maybe this is the friendship cycle huh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7867124134372351041?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7867124134372351041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7867124134372351041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7867124134372351041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7867124134372351041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-read-through-shans-latest-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2897386466902856759</id><published>2008-05-31T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T18:09:37.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Ok!! My connection is back!!! In order to celebrate, I shall move my entire blog to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;xintiffany.blogspot.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This old blog will be abandoned for a while. I will update it if I have the mood or if I'm lazy switching accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;I've wrote the first post in my new blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Go check it out!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-2897386466902856759?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2897386466902856759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2897386466902856759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2897386466902856759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2897386466902856759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-my-connection-is-back-in-order-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4144192959115479804</id><published>2008-05-28T10:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T10:52:14.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where am I at such early in the morning. Class starts at 4pm and I woke up at 9am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what happened to Streamyx or because of my face problem, my place has no connection!!! What the................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dam freaking pissed okayzzz!! My bro's office is just down the road and there's connection!!! Apala niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! So, I'm quite sure it's because of my FP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... Now I'm here, paying for a cup of drink to use a cafe's WiFi when I can use the streamyx I applied FOC!!! Somemore I feel so pai seh sitting here with A CUP OF HONEY LEMON without any food because I just took my breakfast and I'm dam broke right now. So wanna call to TmNet to screw them off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta drive back home coz I have been sitting here for one hour! Feel the pressure people looking at me with just one drink. I think I will feel more pai seh when I'm going to pay later.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-4144192959115479804?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4144192959115479804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4144192959115479804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4144192959115479804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4144192959115479804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-am-i-at-such-early-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-19040533327845097</id><published>2008-05-24T21:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:48:33.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long long post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;This post is gonna be longggg with little pictures. Yesterday, when I was preparing myself to sleep, I suddenly thought of my physical appearance throughout the entire teenage life. Only one word can describe my appearance - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUGLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I started to wear spec since I was in Standard 2. Last time all the specs looked &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;UGLY&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AUNTY-ISH&lt;/span&gt;. Most of the specs are round and with gold color at the side. Compared to a spec I wore back in elementary school, these aunty-ish specs were much much better. I wore before a grandma spec! Why? My mom conned me so. When I was trying out this new pair of spec, which I would prefer to call it grandma spec, my mom said,"Wahhhhh!! Hou leng aaaa!!!" I looked at the mirror, I looked exactly like a 60 year old grandma. But my mom said 'hou leng' so must buy. The reason of her buying that pair of glasses was it's cheap! In addition, that glasses wont break into two even if it fell from somewhere high. I dont remember for how long I was forced that glasses. I repressed that traumatic memory already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203938307325984770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SDgaUaE2gAI/AAAAAAAAAks/btwcz8coHDo/s320/320579163_21c80661b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;My glasses looked something like this. You say fugly or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;My hair. Freaking messy. All the baby hair flying here and there. Only pony tail was allowed during elementary school. How bad can pony tail be right? I tell you. My pony tail looked ugly! Sometimes, it could be senget. Sometimes, it could be messy. Sometimes, I dont even know how to describe it. I used to have short hair too. I dont remember me brushing my hair before leaving to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Now my teeth. My teeth in my mouth were totally a mess! Dont know whether you guys know about a local singer - Ah Niu or not. His teeth messy right? Mine. Way messier than his! Unbelievable?? Believe it. Whenever I laughed or smiled, I didnt dare to show my teeth because people were telling me that my teeth looked fugly. When teeth are in a total mess, they can be storerooms! Store all the things you eating / ate. I didnt have the habit of rinsing my mouth after eating and also the habit of looking into the mirror to check my teeth. Sometimes, my teeth stored vege, meat, noodles. I didnt realize &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;UNTIL&lt;/span&gt; I got back home. Malu right?? Dirty right?? Fugly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I was super slim when I was young. With long legs and long hands. Cannot imagine how I looked like right?? Imagine popeye's girlfriend - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olive Oil&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. That's me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203941468421914642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SDgdMaE2gBI/AAAAAAAAAk0/vxuYjufmu04/s320/untitled.bmp" width="183" border="0" /&gt;My aunt used to call me Olive Oil. Everytime she saw me, she would say my teeth looked ugly and my physical appearance was exactly like Olive Oil in real person. Fugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I was like that since Standard 2 til Form 2! Six years of fugly-ness. I was ugly to the extent guys in high school started calling me names like bacteria. Til now, I can remember I cried like hell to my mom when I told her my classmates called me bacteria. I did nothing to them. Didnt even talk to them. But I was called bacteria. What a pathetic&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; PLUS&lt;/span&gt; traumatic experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Dont know whether it's because of all these depressing experiences I had, I transformed. Not into a super gorgeous gal laaaa. But at least I transformed into a human being instead of being a bacteria. First, I started to fix my teeth. Braces is the most intelligent thing on earth!! Although it was torturing wearing braces, I dont mind coz I wanna be pretty. I wanna be a human being! Next, I start wearing contact lens. Then start fixing my hair. I would make sure I tied my hair neat and tidy before I went to school. I wore what my friends wore. Form 3 was really my turning point! Long silky hair. Slim body. Grown up already. Do you know how great it feels when guys start courting you???!!! Those who were not ugly ducklings wont understand how I felt. The best time I have is during Form 3. I met my gang. Start meeting nice people instead of those bitches. That's the time I started my clown life. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Oh yea!!! I only started waxing when I was in Foundation!! AHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHA! I was so hairy!! A friend of mine said to me when I was in Foundation,"Yerrr... Your hand so hairy oneee... Wei Loon doesnt like one eeee..." Then only realized I really have hairy hands!! And legs too!!! I also like being in Foundation. I have long straight hair. Slim slim body. Long legs without hair. Met someone. Nyeh~ But, one of my weaknesses was - my color combination. Hehehehehehe. I like one whole set. Which means, I wear the same color from head to toe! LOL. If I chose a purple-ish pants, I must wear a purple-ish top too! And my shoes also. Ahhhhhhhh! Malunyaaaa. Maybe I too OCD. Until I want everything same from head to toe~ I dont know how Mr Travis tahan me last time. Hahahahahaha! Maybe he was just attracted to my face not my fashion sense. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Okies! End of my life story~ I'm dam full this whole day! Went out to da bao breakfast this morning. I ate Chee Cheong Fun and I was dammmmmmmmm full. After movie fest, group meeting in McD! I wasnt very hungry or rather not hungry at all but I still went to buy Nugget set. Chee Cheong Fun also hasnt digest and I was eating Nugget and fries already! And I drank one and a half cup of coke! Stomach was going to burst. Dinner around 7pm! Chee Cheong Fun just finish digesting and nugget set was still digesting. Went to have beef noodles. One whole bowl of beef noodles with tons of noodles macam tak payah duit! Not only neef noodles, my mom even ordered side orders. Two plates somemore!! It's 10.30 pm now when I'm typing this sentence. My stomach is still digesting. I think still digesting nugget set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I keep on burping. And also farting. This is how full I am. But I'm thinking, I fart because I'm too full OR because I'm sitting on Vern's crabbie? Today is the first day I sit on crabbie and I farted for so many times!! I think crabbie is gonna die soon. It's 'bien bien' now edi... HAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203951230882578466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SDgmEqE2gCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/LvQsJeJ3NPg/s320/IMG000156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Vern May, I didnt yim hei crabbie!! By the way, its name is crabbie. Hehehehhe. It's full of my fart now!! It's 'bien bien' already laaa. Maybe coz my ass too huge for the poor little crabbie which is already 'bien' before I even laid my ass on it. MUahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;*********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I received letter from HELP! About my last sem results. Dammmmm. So geram to see my 311 result. I didnt know that they stated our CGPA after the grades of the subjects!!! Dammm. I missed my CGPA for 6 semesters!!! Kebodohan. I looked at my CGPA - 3.15! What the heck!!!! There goes my Second Upper Honors!!! Thank god for my kiasu-ness, I read the letter again. 3.15 is that semester CGPA with that 4 subjects. Phewwwwwwww~ The overall CGPA is 3.30! Oklaaa. Not a good thing to show off BUT my Second Upper Honors still surviving! This sem must at least get a B+ and above then only can increase my CGPA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TIFFANY SOH!!! YOU CAN DO IT!!!! GA YAOOOOOOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ok~~ Shall go surfing now~~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(leave aside the semangat of increasing CGPA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-19040533327845097?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/19040533327845097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=19040533327845097&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/19040533327845097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/19040533327845097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/long-long-post.html' title='A long long post'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SDgaUaE2gAI/AAAAAAAAAks/btwcz8coHDo/s72-c/320579163_21c80661b3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-648384971633371255</id><published>2008-05-24T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T18:42:32.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm gonna release my anger here. I've saved it from yesterday morning until now! I must release it if not I might fire up myself!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think most of people know that I protect my books especially new books to the very end of an extreme. I dont like my books to be folded besides for revision purposes. I want my books to be as clean as possible. Yesterday morning, I failed to protect my new cultural textbook!! It's brand new somemore!!! I havent even wrapped it!! I think I'm gonna offend someone's bf if she so happen to read my blog. I'm gonna apologize first to her but I cannot help but to say bad things bout him!!! When you dislike someone, whatever he/she did will disgust you. To the max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday in Cross Cultural Psychology class, other students were asking bout when they will get the textbook. Dr Fulton obviously knew nothing bout the textbook so Michelle told him that our bookshop is selling the 3rd edition of the textbook although we are going to use the 4th edition. My gang and I bought the 3rd edition coz we thought we will be using the 3rd. But nvm, all these not important. Babe brought my book to me because they went to collect it from the bookshop the day before yesterday. Michelle told the whole class that our bookshop has the stocks and that oily fatty aka &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ohhhhh-I'm-So-Fucking-Knowledgeable-That-I-Must-Let-The-Whole-Wide-World-Know-About-It-By-Asking-"KNOWLEDGEABLE"-Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; saw I'm holding my brand new lovely textbook. And so, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE WANTED TO TAKE MY BOOK TO HAVEA LOOK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I dam freaking reluctant to hand my lovely book over to him coz his hands or rather every part of his body is so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING OILY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I didnt want to give him my book but Dr.Fulton was looking at me so I had no choice but to let him to touch my kesian book. I already showed my dam &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DU LAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; face but he still wanted to take my book!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT THE FUCK!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Very obvious he cannot fucking read people's facial expression!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When he said "Can I have a look?", I so wanna say &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Get ur oily hands away from my boooook!!!!! I dont you to pollute my brand new book!!!! If not Dr.Fulton was looking over here, I rather eat my book than letting you to touch it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*^*&amp;amp;%#%$&amp;amp;**()**%$^&amp;amp;^*(&amp;amp;*^&amp;amp;$^%%&amp;amp;*^*&amp;amp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Some people might not know why I make such a big fuss bout people touching my book. I dont mind people touching my book. But I fucking mind HIM touching my book!! I dont even like to listen to him talking! What more let him to touch my book?!?!!? I feel so sorry to my book seriously. For letting it to suffer. Somemore he flipped my book!!! Means every little single page of my book has his oily DNA!!!! The biggest sacrifice I've made in my 20 years of life!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dam hate my book now because it is polluted by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FATSSSSS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OILLLLLLLL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Dont even have the ohm to wrap it. Michelle immediately wipe my book with her jumper when that oily fatty gave me back the book. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHELLLLE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Not that I yim hei your effort, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT, BUT, BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I cannot tahan him touched my booook!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There's fire burning up STRAIGHT to my brain when I saw my book molested by him!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I so wanna cry noww.......... My boooook....... If only I'm rich enough, I will buy a brand new book...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I will never ever let him to touch anything of mine!!! Once he touches, I will burn it!!!!! OR........ I will give him my very well know fucking du lan &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLUS&lt;/span&gt; bitchy face and say it right in front of him,"Dont you ever use your fucking oily hands to touch anything of mine! If not, I will curse you gao gao for the rest of your life!!! If you want your life to be peaceful from next second onwards, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK OFF RIGHT NOW!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh... Feel more relief after screwing Ohhhhh-I'm-So-Fucking-Knowledgeable-That-I-Must-Let-The-Whole-Wide-World-Know-About-It-By-Asking-"KNOWLEDGEABLE"-Questions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-648384971633371255?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/648384971633371255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=648384971633371255&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/648384971633371255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/648384971633371255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-gonna-release-my-anger-here.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7438267213038679264</id><published>2008-05-23T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:31:42.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I had a very satisfying lunch this noon! Cooked myself a packet of maggi mee~ It has been a long long time since I last ate maggi. Wanted to add something in like egg or fish balls but fridge has nothing for me to add into my maggi. So, I could only eat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PURE&lt;/span&gt; maggi mee. WuuuUUUUuuu~ Felt so good after eating maggi~~~~~ Instant noodles is the best thing when you are starving because you can satisfy your stomach in just three minutes~!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;After maggi, I still felt hungry so I went to hunt for snacks and I found a bar of chocolates which I havent finish eating last night~ The weather was and IS seriously freaking hot til my chocolates melted very fast!!! I felt so wasted that some of the chocolates sticked at the aluminium wrapper. After eating two rows of chocolates, I felt more satisfying~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;But then, my stomach doesnt feel very good now. My warning is, dont mix instant noodles with chocolates!!!! You might ave diarrahea because I just went to poo. Nyehhehehehe~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Movie festival tomorrow!!! These exclamation marks dont indicate that I'm excited. I watched the movie before!! HELP doesnt have money to purchase new original DVDs and so we, as psychology students, have to suffer by watching the same movie over and over again. I have nine semesters in HELP and guess how many times or what's the probability of me watching the same movie more than once. Everytime during this dumb movie fest, I can hear people behind me saying,"Aiyorrrr...We are gonna watch the same movie again!! I've watched it already!!" Seeeeee.. This is how pathetic HELP is. Or maybe they wanna save some costs to invest in the new campus, which &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO USEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;After movie fest, my nightmare hasnt end yet, I still have group meeting at I-dont-know-where! Sighhhh. There goes my be-eau-ti-foooooool Saturday............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I wonder who can guess my new blog address. Hehehehehe. And leave the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comment in my chatterbox~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7438267213038679264?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7438267213038679264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7438267213038679264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7438267213038679264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7438267213038679264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-had-very-satisfying-lunch-this-noon.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-6240332484603959829</id><published>2008-05-22T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T21:11:42.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How??</title><content type='html'>I have a brand new blog! I was so semangat this evening that I went to continue a blog which I created last week using my gmail account. A brand new blog with a brand new name~ Feel so great with the new features &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(I know it's no longer new to other people but it's new to me!)&lt;/span&gt;. Can upload any picture / photo as the header! It's so coooool! I wanted to do that a long time ago, however, my old account &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(which is this one)&lt;/span&gt; doesnt have such features. I didnt wanna ruin my current blog by changing the HTML and stuff &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I have no idea how to edit the HTML so I was very excited when I've uploaded a picture as my header in my new blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what I'm going to do with tht new blog. I've put in chatterbox as well and link the people I linked in this blog but there's no post. So the entire blog is just so clean and nice~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I abandon this blog and use that new blog?? But like so bad righttttt... But besides blogging, I dont have anything better to do with that new blog. If dont use it then feel very wasted. How How How?! I like my new bloggie so much yet I dont feel like abandoning this old bloggie too. Sighhh... How????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-6240332484603959829?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6240332484603959829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=6240332484603959829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6240332484603959829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6240332484603959829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/how.html' title='How??'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1403138327658499223</id><published>2008-05-20T21:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:03:34.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crapping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It's only 9pm plus and I'm sleepy already. The weekend seems so so long to me. Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday! Four days off in a roll! I did help my mom in her place on Monday, besides that, I did everything besides anything related to my studies. Ate plenty of good food for continuous days. Half seafood meal on Saturday, western food @ my uncle's place on Sunday, Thai food on Monday, Lum Mee + fried dumplings this afternoon. Had a very satisfying home cooked dinner just now. WuuuuUUuuu~~ My mouth never been rested from Saturday til today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The proudest thing I've done in these few days is - I editted my ERB form for two times and finally submitted it this afternoon!! Went back to Uni just to submit the form. Thank god mom is off today, if not I gonna waste my transportation fees again! So proud of myself can?! First time I did ERB on my own!! Last time all group work. Usually, I was the one who read through the ERB and told Yien any grammar mistakes or anything need to be added. I never really the ERB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Awwwww... I miss group work with my own gang. We have no group work this sem. SobSob. Have to group with people I never worked with before. Sigh. They dont even like to reply my mails. How sad is that. I was hoping that someone will reply my mail because people were saying to me that she's the same type as me. Mana tau, Hua Fu replied my mails but not her! Omg!!! I must give credits to Mr. Stephen Tan Hua Fu dy although he's not gonna read my blog!! &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*applause*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I have 6 members and so far only two replied me. MaMaMia!! Save me!! I shall not complain so much because Yien doesnt really know her group members. I dont think she knows all her group members besides Jessica and her bf. What a sad case right. Nevermind Yien, we shall add oil together gather!! We shall depend on ourselves!! I miss our group!!!!!!!! SobSob....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lecture from 10am to 6pm tomorrow. 4 hours break in between. OMGGGGG!! My whole day just wasted like thattttttttttt!! Do nothing in that 4 hours!!! I think I will spend around 1 hour for lunch. The max also one and a half hour. The other 2 hour and a half will be spent in talking to Vern and Michelle. Not gonna bring my lappie again! Freaking heavy okkkkkk! Rested for 4 days edi so I dont think my hands can carry such heavy lappie for so many hours. Somemore we need to climb up the stairs!! No way mannn. Let's hope Vern and Chelle wont bring their lappies tomorrow so that I have someone(s) to talk to. If not I will be like dumb dumb sitting on the chair looking around for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;TWO AND A HALF HOURS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm online but no one is chatting with me. =(((((( Such a pathetic life I have......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIEN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1403138327658499223?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1403138327658499223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1403138327658499223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1403138327658499223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1403138327658499223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/crapping.html' title='Crapping'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-8964503495623371963</id><published>2008-05-19T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T22:52:43.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Here I am again to praise my driving skills! Muahahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yesterday, I sent my bro to a reflexology center around my area. I wanted to drop him at the reflexology center first then only went to look for somewhere to park. My area was having night market so when I drove in a street and planned to drop my bro, I was in deep shit. The street right in front was full of stalls and there wasnt any parking lots left! And so, the only I could get out is &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;1)Reverse all the way from the beginning of the street til the end which was quite longgggg &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; if a car came in my car would just stuck in the middle of the street&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; 2) Wait there until there's a parking lot available which I think will be very long. So, I chose option 1!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Tiffany Soh reversed her car all the way from the beginning of the street til the end!!!! Applause pleaseeeeeee! The street was quite packed with cars along the two sides of it and I managed to reverse my car til the end of the street!!!!!! Fortunately, there was no car driving in while I was reversing. I guess nobody will be as dumb dumb as me for driving my car into a street while all the stalls were in front of the street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CAN DECLARE THAT I AM A VERY SKILLFUL DRIVER!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because neither my mom and bro reversed cars from the beginning of the street til the end. hohohohohohoho. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M NUMBER ONEEEEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Went to Siam 63 for dinner just now~ Dishes there are not bad seriously! The price is acceptable. Even me this poor kid say it's acceptable means it's really acceptable! The environment is great! Listening to all the oldies love songs~ WuuuuuUUUuuuu~ It's not really a place for couples because most of the people who dine in are family! One whole bunch that kinda family! In addition, I dont think there are places for couple seats like two chairs and a table. BUT, the environment is great~! Me like it! After listening to those oldies love songs, as soon as I got home, I quickly download all those songs before they disappear in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Done with happy happy business. Back to sad mode. I watched Channel 312 yesterday. They were reporting the terrible earthquake happened in SzeChuan. A very famous host in China went over to one of the influenced small states to pay a visit. A high school was collapsed and she found a bag hanging. She was saying how come a bag can be found but not human beings?! Suddenly an old man grabbed her hand and asked her to look at the collapsed school. He was tearing and saying,"Our next generation!! Our next generation...." It was so sad to see this scene. I was tearing too. Most of the children died because when the earthquake happened, they were having class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today while I was flipping the newspaper, a news reporter captured a very depressing photo. It's a photo of a child. The child was dead. Holding tight to a pen. Holding very very tight to the pen. Sigh. There are a few depressing news. An army was trying to save children out of the collapsed buildings. Then he heard his son was asking for help coz he was trapped under the buildings. In order for him to save his son, he had to walk across the buildings where many children were trapped inside. This might hurt those children. So, he gave up and saved other children instead of his own son. Later, other armies got his son out of the collapsed buildings. However, what they carried out was his son's dead body. So sad right. You can actually save your son but in order to save other people's children, you have to sacrifice your own son. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We should feel blessful for staying in such a peaceful country. Although we have suck-ass politicians and government, there's no earthquake, storm or whatever natural disaster happened. Even when tsunami happened, it didnt really affect us much. We shall pray for those people who are trapped inside collapsed buildings waiting for people to save them out. Hope they can hang on as long as possible until someone detects their existence. What I can say is, the most fortunate is that the earthquake happened in the afternoon. Imagine if it happened during midnight, when people were sleeping soundly. They wouldnt even have the chance to escape. Just buried like that by things that fall on them. More citizens of China will be sacrificed. Let's pray for the people in the affected states. Hope as many people will be saved as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm thinking, is Malaysia really that lucky for not being destroyed by any natural disaster, or it's just that the matter of sooner or later?? Who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-8964503495623371963?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8964503495623371963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=8964503495623371963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8964503495623371963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8964503495623371963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/here-i-am-again-to-praise-my-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3255406451198276764</id><published>2008-05-18T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T16:20:46.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;After so many months, I finally went to visit my True Fitness again. Now my arms are having muscle ache. Surprisingly, my legs are okay! No muscle ache at all! Thanks to HELP. For having to walk from Block A to Block E then climb up the stairs to reach AE1. Love the feeling of sweating while working out! I dont like sweating that's due to hot weather. Although both are the same type of sweat AND both smell bad too, I still prefer working out kinda sweating. After working out, I felt myself slimmer a bit. Muahahahaha. But then, had dinner with my relatives from Singapore and ate hell a lot! Crabs! Prawns! So............ There goes my one hour plus of workout. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;One thing I'm proud to mention is that................. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DROVE TO GYM!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; From my house all the way to Sri Hartamas!!! Although it's not far laaaaa, still, my first time marrrr. My mom freaked out when my bro told her that I drove alone to Hartamas. Sigh. Now you all know why I couldnt drive right. Cause my mom laarrrrrrrrrr. Keeps asking me to drive around my residential area. Only my bro allows me to drive to somewhere else. Somewhere out of my residential area! Can totally feel the rush driving out there! The only time I can drive somewhere out of my residential area is when my mom isnt at home. Thank god I have a bro. If not, I think when I'm 30, I still can only drive around my residential area. So pathetic can. I think my mom doesnt know how good my driving skill is. LOL. I think she still doesnt know that I drive 80km/j. She just sat twice in my car and of coz to make her feels that I'm a safe driver, I drove like 40km/j?? LOL. I'm still a safe driver even when I'm driving 80. I still wanna stay alive. There are so many things I havent done! Like....... Hunting a rich husband. HOHOHOHOHO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I like to press my body parts that are having muscle ache. It's painful at the same time comfortable. Just like how some people like to press on their blueblacks. Pain but shiok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Tonight having dinner with my relatives from Singapore again. Shit. Makan banyak banyak again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffff99;"&gt;This entire post is just crapping because I'm so bored yet I dont wanna do any work. Blehhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-3255406451198276764?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3255406451198276764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3255406451198276764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3255406451198276764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3255406451198276764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-so-many-months-i-finally-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-8320645521051059450</id><published>2008-05-16T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:18:43.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Langkawi Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Finally~ I've got all the photos taken in Langkawi from babe, Vern, Marilyn and Chelle! Phew. There are really a tons of them. I never got so many photos in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; folder! In that folder, I have another three folders. In one of the three folders, I have another three folders! I dont know what to do with them. At first I was thinking, when I got the pictures, I must post up in my blog and my facebook. However, they are way tooooooo much that I dont know what to do with them right now! Maybe I shall just select a few super funny pictures to be uploaded so that my readerS &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(I think I have more than 1 reader)&lt;/span&gt; can enjoy and have a great laugh at the pictures~ Dont think will be uploading in Facebook because it's just tooooooo much. I think I need two or three or maybe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOUR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; albums to upload all the pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I shall now browse thru the photos and pick those funny funny one and never been uploaded in Facebook~ Hope I wont post up those I've posted up in my previous post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Let's go one by one. Belle's camera first!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200997279152591634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2neCWp0xI/AAAAAAAAAi0/W1fSRjYzrEs/s320/P1010049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Come come. Come take picture together with me. I'm afraid of the mushrooms behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200997287742526242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2neiWp0yI/AAAAAAAAAi8/k1m8exeGl-w/s320/P1010101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Look at that Vern. It's advisable to enlarge the pic. 1st time I saw ppl pose like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200997296332460866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2nfCWp00I/AAAAAAAAAjM/FPH2yL4E6Dg/s320/P1010132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Due to the fact that we havent had our lunch, Belle Chia started to lick my elephant leg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;After licking my leg, she's still hungry and decided to.....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200997292037493554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2neyWp0zI/AAAAAAAAAjE/Zwci34YV2cM/s320/P1010131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EAT UP VERN MAY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Now is Chelle's camera. Oh boy, her camera has all the funny funny photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201000732306297682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2qnCWp01I/AAAAAAAAAjU/p8VHT9l5ITc/s320/P1140779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ready Ready.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUMP!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201000736601264994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2qnSWp02I/AAAAAAAAAjc/N60FldNDoyY/s320/P1140780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;There are still a few pictures of this jumping jumping that are very funny but I lazy to upload! It takes me freaking long to load pictures weiii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201002033681388434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2ryyWp05I/AAAAAAAAAj0/QHGKmL85D78/s320/singapore+%26+langkawi+521.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chelle: Stopppppppppp!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I freezed there laaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Belle: What the heck you doing?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Me: Chelle said stop mahhh... I mah stop laaaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;In the end, Chelle also wanna play freezing game. So she came into the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201002020796486530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2ryCWp04I/AAAAAAAAAjs/r-wNNk5ExVM/s320/singapore+%26+langkawi+522.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Spastic people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;At Langkawi International Airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201000740896232306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2qniWp03I/AAAAAAAAAjk/pBJayOObzyA/s320/P1140799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I look like a puppy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Start feeling tired browsing the pictures dy. So not much descriptions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Vern's turn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201004632136602530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2uKCWp06I/AAAAAAAAAj8/BL_LIll4yRk/s320/P4291602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;No one actually knows what was she doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201007707333186514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2w9CWp09I/AAAAAAAAAkU/iK3orfOeVMY/s320/068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201007698743251906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2w8iWp08I/AAAAAAAAAkM/v55b8jge9Y4/s320/067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Took right before the Chinese Duk Duk Chiang vs Ultraman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;We went cable car the last day and there were two bridges. So Vern's fren Marilyn suggested they took our pic from another bridge and we took their bridge from the bridge we standing. So okloooo. We took.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201007711628153826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2w9SWp0-I/AAAAAAAAAkc/vMd1Huf6rsU/s320/070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;It's so freaking far that couldnt even see any of our faces! When I was browsing the pics in Uni, I came across this and Vern said the following pic is much closer. So I happily moved to the next pic thinking that at least can see our faces right, mana tauuuuu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201007715923121138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2w9iWp0_I/AAAAAAAAAkk/fXTfGM76dWg/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Close meh??!!? Still cannot see our faces looooooorrrr!!! =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Okiesssss.. Tired dyyyyy. Dont wanna browse again. Took me so long to upload all these photos. Sleeping soon~ Nites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&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/32879090-8320645521051059450?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8320645521051059450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=8320645521051059450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8320645521051059450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8320645521051059450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-langkawi-pictures.html' title='More Langkawi Pictures!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SC2neCWp0xI/AAAAAAAAAi0/W1fSRjYzrEs/s72-c/P1010049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-499880046060161004</id><published>2008-05-15T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T17:34:51.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ang Moh Niece~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I guess I'm kinda late blogging bout something happened on May 7, 2008. It was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; a big thing for me because that was the day I become an aunt!!!!! I have a niece right now!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;*faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Never expected that I'll become an aunt in such young age. Muahhhh! I'm becoming an aunt again sooooon. Cannot imagine that my mother is a grand-aunt now!!!! My grandmother is the great grandmother to my niece!!!! Ohhhh my gooooosssssh. With all these titles, I feel everyone suddenly becomes so old. Teehee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ohhhhhhh!! Did I forget to mention that my niece is an &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANG MOH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?!?!!? I have an ang moh niece!!!! Her name is quite long weiiii. I think she will start hating her parents when it comes to shading MCQ sheets. LOL. Yet, her name is quite chunted! Mingka Marlee Wacker. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WACKER!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Her name sounds that she's good in whacking ppl. LOL. Okokokok. Shall not laugh at ppl's name. Nanti she sue me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Come come~ Let me show you my ang moh niece~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200532413367308994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="238" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCwArSWp0sI/AAAAAAAAAiM/h6eIRpWjnTc/s320/mingka4.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is my cousin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200532417662276306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCwAriWp0tI/AAAAAAAAAiU/6GeiYBUwmcA/s320/mingka1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I think giving birth is one of her talents. This is the first time she's giving birth and she just pushed six times then my niece said hi to the world!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; My cousin didnt even scream / cry / yell in pain!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Double GENG!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*clap clap clap*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She ngam ngam could join the celebration of mama's day!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200532421957243634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCwAryWp0vI/AAAAAAAAAik/TuuWEKPvv6Y/s320/mingka+%26+dad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The ang moh daddy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200532417662276322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCwAriWp0uI/AAAAAAAAAic/7ak0VDq3j0E/s320/mingka5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Alamak!!!!!!! So cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;From this photo, I can confirm that my niece looks a bit like me. Not the face. But her behavior - likes to stick to people's bahdee. Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200535123491672834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCwDJCWp0wI/AAAAAAAAAis/5IF2Tbh364Y/s320/048+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Hai mm Hai?!?!?!!?'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;[correct or not?!?!!?!?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-499880046060161004?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/499880046060161004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=499880046060161004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/499880046060161004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/499880046060161004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/ang-moh-niece.html' title='Ang Moh Niece~'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCwArSWp0sI/AAAAAAAAAiM/h6eIRpWjnTc/s72-c/mingka4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-5170724243818834096</id><published>2008-05-14T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T01:37:34.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sign the Pledge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I seriously anti-fur right now. I am since long time ago. I dont know why people can wear fur with the head of the animal there?!!?!?!? Dont they afraid that late at night, the spirit of the animal will haunt them?!?! Dont they have any better thing to wear to keep themselves warm than fur?!?!!? Stupid idiot people!!! You have to sacrifice a whole animal to get the small tiny fur of yours!!! Do you even know how fur is made??!?! Do you know how much the pity animals have to suffer in order to become the fur??!!?!? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Go to this site and sign the pledge to anti-fur. I'm sure all of you will sign if you watch the video in the site. Let me warn you first, the video is veyr disturbing. Shall not watch it if you cannot take it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/feat/ChineseFurFarms/index.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.peta.org/feat/ChineseFurFarms/index.asp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The animal isnt dead yet and they start cutting its skin out and tear it off! Can you imagine how painful it is! Try letting people to tear your skin off when you are still conscious or half conscious! You can still feel the pain okayzzz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;These kesian animals are being thrown to the ground or hit by something hard for a few times then those &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING CHINAMEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; start cutting the skins out and literally tear it out! After tearing the skin out, the animals are actually not dead yet!! The bare flesh, covering with blood, still struggling to stay alive. You have no idea that I cried while watching the video. In case some of you dont dare to watch or cannot finish watching the whole video, let me tell you. This &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING CHINA IDIOTIC MAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stepped on the head of the animal. The pressure was so large that the blood rushed out from its nose!!! It's so kesian okay!!! You can hear the crying of the animals at the end of the video. Trying to escape. I think they rather be dead in the cage than being taken out from the cage then thrown on the floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Those &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING CHINAMEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; totally not afraid of the word - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KARMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! I absolutely think and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOPE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that they will have worse life than these animals in their next life. I truly hope that it will be their turn to become the animals and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the pain of these tiny helpless animals. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;People, if you are kind hearted, please sign the pledge. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I dont know how useful it is to help those animals &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at least you tried to do something to save them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I am anti-fur since long time ago. But I didnt know they made fur in this way! Wouldnt it be better if they inject something to make the animals unconscious or dead before they start tearing their skins out? Rather than cutting and tearing it off when they are still conscious!!! No matter which ways they use, I still anti fur to the max!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I would like to curse all these &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCKING CHINAMEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but I'm very afraid of karma so I shall not. The god will punish them eventually. I'm not cursing them. I just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREDICTING &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that they will die in more terrible ways than these helpless animals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;God bless these kesian animals. They did nothing to deserve such tortures. May they have a much better life in their next life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Sign the pledge people!!! It's not too hard isnt it. It takes you less than 5 minutes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.peta.org/feat/ChineseFurFarms/index.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.peta.org/feat/ChineseFurFarms/index.asp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/32879090-5170724243818834096?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5170724243818834096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=5170724243818834096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5170724243818834096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5170724243818834096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/sign-pledge.html' title='Sign the Pledge!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1221648997196793707</id><published>2008-05-13T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:21:45.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Semester..................................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh my gosh Oh my gosh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just had a proper look at my new timetable. It's such a disaster mannnnn. Five day classes. Tuesday will have no class in alternative weeks. Thursdays 12noon to 2pm. Fridays 8am to 10am. Apalah niiii. Who arranged this kinda messy timetable?!?! Go there for like 2 hours then balik rumah?!?!? Did she/he think bout the car petrol?!?! The 3 bucks for the parking!!! Or people who taking public transport!!! It's such a waste of time!!! Waste of money!!! Waste of petrol!!! Waste of energy!!! I dont mind if I need to go for two classes a day so that I dont need to attend class on Thursdays and Fridays for that stupid &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO HOURS ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! I'm so going to curse that dude who made the timetable. I know you have a hard time making the timetable laaa. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, can you please be considerate a bit bit??? Can please help us to save the time, energy, money &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; petrol??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday classes... I would say... Not a good beginning for me. I have an Australian lecturer. We attended two classes to see which one is more intereting &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(actually, we wanted to see which one has the least AND easiest assignment)&lt;/span&gt;, he said exactly the same thing in that two classes. MaMaMia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We could guess what he was going to say right next after the sentence. In addition, he used back the same slides as the previous class BY just changing the code and name of the subject. I so cannot stand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Luckily I'm just taking one of his subjects, if not, I will kill myself by biting my tongue in his class. I pity you, Belle Chia. I can feel your pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I'm panicking which group he will assign me to and who are my group members. We are not allowed to choose our group members!!! Have to work with strangers!!! I dont mind if working with strangers if they have the same pace as me. If I'm going to have those lazy lazy, you-do-all kinda people, I will go crazy!!! Please please please. I dont want last-minute-people. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My thesis. Oh boy. I'm wanna shit already. It's due on June 30th 5pm!! Feel like crying ediiii. Oh man oh mannnn. Please extend the due date. Please please please!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh my gossssh, I freak out until I dont know what to type anymoreeeeeeeee. Shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1221648997196793707?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1221648997196793707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1221648997196793707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1221648997196793707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1221648997196793707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/new-semester.html' title='New Semester..................................'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2907411797082620908</id><published>2008-05-12T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:20:58.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Langkawi~!~!~!~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Suddenly have the mood to blog about my Langkawi trip. Yay! I'm getting all the photos from babe, vern may and michelle! Cant wait to browse through all the photos!!!! Then I can upload to my Facebook!!!! Can't wait can't wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Let's do it day by day. Sorry people. I'm not as artistic as Michelle. Soooooo, please dont expect to see fancy stuff like what you saw in Michelle's blog. Mine will be just be words and pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;First Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Was so excited with the Air Asia flight!!! The entire airport &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a disaster &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the waiting hall is much better than the outside. It's totally a chaos at the outside!! First time in my life I felt so embarrass to admit myself as a Malaysian!! Gonna complain first before storytelling bout my trip. Babe, Vern and I went to toilet before we checked in. There was an ang moh lining up before all the cubicles so we lined up also laaaa &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Kami ni english educated miaaahhh. Lebih exposed to the ang mohs' world, so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEFINITELY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are more polite)&lt;/span&gt;. While we were waiting for our turns, a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALAY LADY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; brought along her grandson and went straight into the last cubicle which a lady just walked out!! We were like what the heckkkkk!! But nvm, maybe her grandson wanted to peeeeee so badly that if he doesnt pee he will have kidney failure. So we let her in la &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(actually we couldnt do anything also).&lt;/span&gt; Then, another lady came out from another cubicle and this &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALAY STUPID BRAINLESS FISHHEAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(Zizi, 2008)&lt;/span&gt; lady went straight to that cubicle and wanted to go in and do her fucking business! We were like what the f*** this time. Then babe said,"Tolong beratur!" She said in Bahasa Malaysia and this fishhead later just looked at us for 2 seconds and went into the cubicle!!!!!!! I felt like splashing water&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; INTO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that cubicle can!!!!!!! Okayla, I dont want to only criticize&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; MALAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Chinese also &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ALMOST&lt;/span&gt; the same but not as fishhead as the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALAYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A chinese lady came in with her child, wanted to go straight into the cubicle also but with my very killing look, she backed off and said to another Chinese lady,"Ehhhh...oi pai tui ge meh?? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Ehhhh...Have to queue up??]"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?!?!!?!?!??!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Line up and go toilet looks like a new trend mehhh?!!?!? Need to be taught one meh!?!?!? Maybe most of the Malaysians are not exposed to this "new trend" &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; looking at people lining up you still have to ask these kinda totally brainless questions one meh??!?!? Use your ass to think also know the answer la!!! Or just ask silently inside your heart and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T SAY IT OUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! So the memalukan can!??! There was an angmoh standing right in front of you okay?!?!!? Can please don't so embarrass???!!!?!?!?!? I felt less embarrass because we spoke in English so maybe that angmoh would think that we are Singaporean instead of Malaysians. I so wanna dig a hole and hide inside!!! Total embarrassment!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;(Wahhhlauuuu... Didnt realize that I type so long just to complain... This shows how good I am in complaining~ Hehehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;To cut it short, we boarded and flew to Langkawi. But of coz we didnt miss the chance to pose in the boarding area and in the plane laaaa &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; the photos are with Michelle the sick miao~ Went for dinner the first thing after we checked in the hotel. We had dinner in CoCo Beach and I shall not comment the food there &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(faham sendiri laaaaa).&lt;/span&gt; However, we captured the most gorgeous time during dinner - sun set!!!! As poser-poser sekalian, of coz we never let go of any chance taking photos in such beau-ti-fooool scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199522000836088498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChptiWp0rI/AAAAAAAAAiE/e4dcbnaHgbY/s320/n502691879_435716_8208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;You can see how dark it was after the sun set. Somemore those people wanna talk about ghosts and the one I have phobia at - S_ _ _ _. You know laaaa. Staying in a hotel, beside a beach, only three chunted gals of coz I scare of ghosts laaaaaaaa. Already very scared even when I'm back in KL, what more in Langkawi!!!!! So......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199504636283310418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChZ6yWp0VI/AAAAAAAAAfU/hqB_rKxpQEc/s320/n502691879_435717_8956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yes... I am THESEEEEE scare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;We slept&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; KINDA&lt;/span&gt; early the first day because we were going island hopping. While I was preparing myself to sleep, that two other jakuns - &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Belle Chia Guan Ying&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ng Vern May&lt;/span&gt; were playing conteng conteng. Babe conteng-ed at Vern's face and both of them were having &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SO MUCHHHH&lt;/span&gt; fun until Vern's right eye &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kena belle chia's saliva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;(Okayzzzz...this will be the longest post EVER)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Day Two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Island Hopping!!!!! Went over to Awana to meet Vern's fren Marilyn &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I think this is the way to spell her name)&lt;/span&gt; because the guy would come picked us up for island hopping. While waiting, of coz must pose pose in front of the camera laaaaa because Awana seriously looks better than our hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199507037170028898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChcGiWp0WI/AAAAAAAAAfc/mD9OG6RNaig/s320/n502691879_435759_9712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(Sorry Michelle, I have to sacrifice you because I looked terrible in the 4 of us picture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So, the guy came picked us up and while waiting for the boat to arrive, we tentulah posed again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199508037897408882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChdAyWp0XI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ydaWHUKfDb4/s320/n502691879_435733_6801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;(So sorry to sacrifice you again Michelle, it's my problem!!! sobsob)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We went up to the boat and started our island hopping!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I went to these these these islands which I forgot the names. So I went Michelle's blog and curi a name - Pregnant Maiden Lake.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199508922660671874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChd0SWp0YI/AAAAAAAAAfs/QMBwMYhERLM/s320/n502691879_435741_83.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It tooks us some many breathe-s to walk up the stairs to reach the lake!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199509356452368786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCheNiWp0ZI/AAAAAAAAAf0/-om5CA1wVrI/s320/n502691879_435746_2452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;The beautiesssss!~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;For the following photos, please pay &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLOSE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; attention to Ms Vern May Ng. If you have no idea who she is, refer to the picture above and she's the forth human being counting from the front. Mel and ZiZi, perhaps these photos will remind you guys how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FUNNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nvm is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199510185381056946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChe9yWp0bI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HGc9hzl15_Q/s320/n502691879_435749_3861.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I think she wanted to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199510176791122338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChe9SWp0aI/AAAAAAAAAf8/AtFJrJh0ZRU/s320/n502691879_435754_7828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;If you can, please zoom in and look at her face!!! Coz I did for so many times!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199510193970991554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChe-SWp0cI/AAAAAAAAAgM/wHGsKqfErUA/s320/n502691879_435755_8241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ini macam turtle/tortoise terbalik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Banana boat!!!!!!!!!!!!! We banana-boated in the last island. It was fun!!!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, the sea water was so freaking salty til belle at the beach could hear that I said,"Hou ham aaaaa!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[Very salty!!!]&lt;/span&gt;" when we fell from the banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199512405879149010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChg_CWp0dI/AAAAAAAAAgU/COZBOPp820U/s320/n502691879_435756_8610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;To compensate Michelle for missing her in the previous photos, I posted up these two pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199512410174116338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChg_SWp0fI/AAAAAAAAAgk/U685CJoHYPY/s320/n502691879_435757_8953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199512410174116322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChg_SWp0eI/AAAAAAAAAgc/YeR4YyqkyGM/s320/n502691879_435953_3903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;After the last island, we went back to our hotels to wash up then headed to town for lunch and shopping!!!! Not those clothes kinda shopping, it was chocolates and liquour shopping!!!! Everybody all went back to hotels with "yat chao yi lang". So happy!!!! Cheap cheap cheap!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Went back hotel and there was a gap before heading to dinner with dressies~ So me, vern and babe went to our hotel private beach to explore~ Came back and we washed up to get ready for the dinner~ All the gals wore dressies and of coz makeups~~!! WoooHoooo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199514987154493954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChjVSWp0gI/AAAAAAAAAgs/QbW7uaPUFdM/s320/n502691879_435668_7948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Very obvious I was camwhoring, babe and chelle I think were discussing bout makeups but I seriously have no idea what that Vern was doing over there. Maybe she knew that I was camwhoring and she &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; appear in the photo so she posed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199514995744428578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChjVyWp0iI/AAAAAAAAAg8/H8_p4Kh4pN4/s320/n502691879_435702_4732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Dinner in an Italian restaurant. Thumbs up for their pizza and pasta!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199514991449461266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChjViWp0hI/AAAAAAAAAg0/Gi8Iwp9WEqc/s320/n502691879_435700_2872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-The chics-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;After dinner, drinking session in our room but it lasted not very long because I think everyone was tired and went back to their room / hotel early. Left me and Vern chatting because Belle Chia was defeated by the 40% alcohol. She was downnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Third Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Vern and I went swimming early in the morning then to the beach for one last time! After that we 'chong bark bark' and of coz... camwhores again laaaaaaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199518990064013922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChm-SWp0mI/AAAAAAAAAhc/dcOchlCo8F8/s320/n502691879_435704_6773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; My Sprite ADvertisement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199518994358981234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChm-iWp0nI/AAAAAAAAAhk/l0h0nSMDl2Y/s320/n502691879_435941_9817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;China vs Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Chinese Duk Duk Chiang vs Ultraman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199518994358981250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChm-iWp0oI/AAAAAAAAAhs/lGavSiLUXTk/s320/n502691879_435952_3516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199518998653948562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChm-yWp0pI/AAAAAAAAAh0/N8glcAnQflI/s320/n502691879_435965_8373.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Cable car!!! Not very exciting for me BUT I've overcame one of my phobia! Didnt know I was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; afraid of height til I sat in the cable car. It's way higher than the one in Genting!!!! Throughout the journey, besides the first and last 2 minutes, I closed my eyes!! I still managed to walk across the bridge!!! So dam scary can!!! In order to keep these "very wonderful" memory &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as a witness to my success, we took pictures!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199517435285852722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChljyWp0jI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ueUs0pf_6uM/s320/n502691879_435974_1533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199517439580820034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChlkCWp0kI/AAAAAAAAAhM/pQmFk21eUTU/s320/n502691879_435975_1876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199517439580820050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChlkCWp0lI/AAAAAAAAAhU/9LDlbWr1cjk/s320/n502691879_435978_3092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;That was the one and only time I witnessed my own feminine side. Very 'nan dak' okkkk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Thought that high up the hills will be very cooling right? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was freaking hot!!! Can actually sweat looorrrrr!!! Wind only blew once in a blue moon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;After cable car, we went straight to the airport and said bye bye to Langkawi~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;-The End-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Planned to sleep early today but this post took me more than one hour!!! It's 12am right now edi!!! And I havent edit the entire post and arrange the words and color color......... And I keep accidentally deleted the photos. Which means I have to upload again........ Sighhh... Kebodohan...&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/32879090-2907411797082620908?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2907411797082620908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2907411797082620908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2907411797082620908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2907411797082620908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/langkawi.html' title='Langkawi~!~!~!~!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SChptiWp0rI/AAAAAAAAAiE/e4dcbnaHgbY/s72-c/n502691879_435716_8208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-272515463620961263</id><published>2008-05-10T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T23:09:49.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on and on...........................</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the last day of my three weeks holiday. It seems so long to me when the holiday just started but now it seems too short. Enough of rotting at home, but not enough of shopping. Enough of eating, but not enough of resting. Since it's a brand new semester, somemore I'm already in third year, I shall have some new sem resolutions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I shall listen in class and try my best not to lose concentration AS WELL AS not to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I shall REALLY start doing my thesis on Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I shall not eat like a pig anymore because tummy is getting bigger and bigger PLUS friends are coming back in July &amp;amp; August, I'm afraid that they cant recognize me if I continue to munch like a pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I shall exercise using my hoola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I shall study textbooks after I got the lecture notes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I shall upgrade my comprehension software so that I can understand better during lecture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important resolution is...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I shall not think about the past anymore. Shall look forward. Shall think forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stories of my past keep rushing in to my mind when I was browsing through the pictures in my lappie. Or when I saw something, heard something, watched something, read something, went some places. Keep having dreams of same people. I think I will bang my head at the wall if one of the dreams came true. They are not good dreams. They seemed to be good at the beginning but less than 5 seconds, the bad things start popping out. It's a sign maybe. Telling me not to think anymore. No matter how hard I think, it will end up bad. Just like last time. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we cannot deny the magic of tarot cards. It's telling the same thing as what I'm going through now. You have no idea how large my eyes extended when the dude flipped over the card and explained the inner meaning of the card.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-272515463620961263?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/272515463620961263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=272515463620961263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/272515463620961263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/272515463620961263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/on-and-on.html' title='on and on...........................'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7363189117705826524</id><published>2008-05-10T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T14:23:40.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post No. 222</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's mama's day tomorrow!!! But my mama will be working and I will be helping so celebration will start tomorrow night~ However, we will surprise her &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;LATER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Females will be high receiving flowers so went to buy A pinky rose. Wanna buy champagne color but the florist doesnt have. Sooooo.... what to do.... Just chose from whatever they have loooooo....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198625409967636546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCU6RFFwwEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/RiT355V9hKw/s320/IMG000151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;They wrapped til very nice lehhhhhhhh!!! My bro said got Sailormoon feel. Hohohohoho. But I like it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198625414262603858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCU6RVFwwFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/v68uVQt5p4g/s320/IMG000152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;There are four 'tiu tiu feng' thingy flying gracefully but I couldnt capture the pic coz my room is too bright right now. This is the best I could capture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A closer zoom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198625624716001378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCU6dlFwwGI/AAAAAAAAAfE/sELs-YbLC4A/s320/IMG000153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I think my mama will love it~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My bro and I will con her that this is her mother's day pressie. But actually we bought her a shawl already. It's now pathetically stuff in a tiny box because I dont have a better box to stuff it in. I'm now thinking how to give it to my mama. Give her some hints then let her search around the house &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ...... ermmmmm... ermmm... I dont know how. Cannot depend on my brother one. He's now concentrating in his PS2. Asked him something just like talking to the wall. No reply oneeee. Might as well I think and plan myself. Love to surprise ppl~ Just like how I surprised my mama by buying her Jacky Cheung's concert tickets. She was going to cry mannnnn. LOL. Gonna give her the shawl tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've decided!!!! There will be a treasure hunt tomorrow!!!! Now just thinking where to hide the pressie~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Happy Mothers' Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7363189117705826524?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7363189117705826524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7363189117705826524&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7363189117705826524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7363189117705826524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/post-no-222.html' title='Post No. 222'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCU6RFFwwEI/AAAAAAAAAe0/RiT355V9hKw/s72-c/IMG000151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2171060329390993722</id><published>2008-05-09T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T00:26:18.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping + Moles Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Weeee~ I went shopping just now~!!! I think mummy can see my sien-ness so she brought me shopping after work. So happy shopping without my dad! We all know guys. Most of them will just get what they want then go home. Unlike gals. We like to shop although it's just window shopping! Love the feeling of seeing beautiful things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I brought cash there but didnt use a lot. I think I only used 15 bucks. Mummy paid for my cardigan and long sleeve top. I know mummy will be paying so I just bought sales items~ Tried very hard not to touch nonsales items. I touched, but I didnt buy~ Hohohohoho. So proud of myself!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Supposed to have dinner in One U as a celebration for Mothers' Day but dad didnt want to come. Sigh. He is always the potong steam one. Always like to potong ppl's steam. And also always give ppl false hopes!!! The promises my dad made are meant to be broken since I was a kiddo til now. I think this is the reason why I hate ppl who break their promises. So, it ended up mummy and I had our dinner in One U while my dad and bro had their dinner in I-dont-know-where. In order to compensate my bro;s misfortune&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(not being able to shop)&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mummy and I da bao nicey food for him from Vietnam Kitchen. Seriously, their food really not bad!!!! Delicious!!! Totally fall in love with their special beef noodles!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*slurp*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We da bao Mango Prawn Roll and the-tak-boleh-habis-punya-Kuai Fa Gou for him~ The Mango Prawn Roll is really really yummy!!! The prawns are so so fresh!!! Why we ordered Kuai Fa Gou? Coz, I saw it in the leaflet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's a dessert / snack that King used to eat. MUahahahahahahahah. I wanna be King maaahhh!! And I wanna know wat's so special with Kuai Fa Gou so I ordered la!!! It's quite yummy too~! Not bad not bad! But it's kinda pricey laaaaa. 18 bucks for that one dish of Kuai Fa Gou mannnnnn. Even my big bowl of beef noodles doesnt need 18 bucks. Maybe I stingy laaaa. And also I'm a poor kid laaaaaa. So I think it's kinda pricey. BUT, human only live once. I dont know when I will die. So better stuff my stomach with yummy food right now, than waiting ppl to burn me those food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198411305847930930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCR3ilFwwDI/AAAAAAAAAes/4O_hvVBc7VM/s320/IMG000146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Look at my moles!!! Look at my moles!!!!!! Actually they are not moles anymore laaaa. Coz my moles are gone. They are just wound now. I seriously cannot tahan that two black thingy so I 'accidentally' peel them off. Lol. I dont know just peel off like this will leave scars or not but I really cannot stand anymore. My hands so itchy that they cannot stand but to peel them off. Hope they will be no scars!!! If not I will cry!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-2171060329390993722?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2171060329390993722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2171060329390993722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2171060329390993722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2171060329390993722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/shopping-moles-update.html' title='Shopping + Moles Update'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCR3ilFwwDI/AAAAAAAAAes/4O_hvVBc7VM/s72-c/IMG000146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4347383625276739779</id><published>2008-05-08T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T22:03:17.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! I'm so boring!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Boring but dont want to do anything. Still dont want to start my thesis. Supposed to start this Monday. Lazy lazy lazy!!!! I am so super lazy!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Becoming more and more lost nowadays. Dont know what job I'm going to apply when I graduated. Office work? So boring. 9am to 6pm. Look at my bro. Shit. I dont want this kinda life. Dont want to wear formal clothes and just sit in the office. Goshhh. Cannot imagine how boring that will be. What else can I do? I seriously have no idea what job I'm going to apply for. I want to work but I dont want no life job. Dont know why I'm studying psychology. Had a strong urge to study psychology. That was last time. Now, I feel very very lost. Am I choosing the right course? Is this the one I want? What am I going to be in the future? Thinking bout these already enough to make me feel lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;I dont feel like staying at home. Feel like going out to breathe some fresh air. I feel guilty staying at home and watch tv. Like wasting my time. The time I supposed to use in doing my thesis. But I dont have the mood in doing it. It's just like psychology is not my choice anymore. It's no longer what I want. This is the reason I feel lost. Third year already only feel lost. What the heck right. Whatever it is. Still going to continue til I finish the whole course and get my cert. Bet I'll be more lost when it comes to applying jobs. I have the job I want in mind but it looks like psychology doesnt really apply in that field. People always tell me this - you study a course but it's not necessary that you will work in fields related to your course. I feel it's a waste not to do anything related to what I've studied. What for I study this course in the first place if I'm not doing anything related to it? Waste of money. Waste of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Sigh. I'm a miserable sheep now. Need motivation to start my thesis. Need to figure out what the heck I want. Besides miserable, I'm lazy. Feel like I've totally given up studying. Totally given up psychology. Not that hardworking anymore. All the ohm-s are gone. Somebody slaps me please. Get me start working on my thesis please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-4347383625276739779?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4347383625276739779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4347383625276739779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4347383625276739779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4347383625276739779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-im-so-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2035408527957174849</id><published>2008-05-08T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:25:45.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>忽然间心酸的感觉又来了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好像又有一点点动摇了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一种拿不定主意的感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一种不知所措的感觉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知道自己在干嘛&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很久没这种感觉了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一定是最近太空闲了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;才会又胡思乱想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想些有的没的&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;满脑子都是傻傻的念头&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;想很多如果。。可能。。或者。。会发生的事情&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又是我自己一个傻瓜在想&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好像又有一点迷失了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;糟糕了&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-2035408527957174849?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2035408527957174849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2035408527957174849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2035408527957174849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2035408527957174849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3369968861024275430</id><published>2008-05-07T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T12:58:54.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Went for seafood again yesterday night!!!! Hehehehehe. So happppppppyyyyyy~ I lurve seafood~!! Crabs!!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;*drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Prawnsssss!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*faint*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Beng Tack was the organizer for yesterday dinner!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*clap clap clap*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; First time he organized something. MUahahahahahha. Or I should say this is the first time I attended event he organized. Will this be better? Hehehehehe. We had dinner in &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;La La Chong @ Subang&lt;/span&gt;. I totally had no idea where we were until they said the old subang airport is just opposite the restaurant. The food was good. I never tried sour &amp;amp; spicy crabs before~ The crabs taste quite good I can say~ Their man tao!!!!! SO huge mannnnnnnnn!!!!!!! The biggest man tao I've had!!!! Man tao 'cum' the sour &amp;amp; spicy sauce..... WuuuUUuu WuuuUUuuUu~~ I ate til my stomach gonna bocor edi Beng Tack still not full yet! Didnt know he can eat so much maaaannnnnn!! First time!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MICHELLE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; baked me and vern a cake!!!!!!!!!! Chocolate brownie with layer of cheese at the bottom!!!! Awwwwwww~ So touch laaaaaaaaaa. After 2 weeks still got ppl celebrate bday with me~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*melt*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I dont mind belated bday celebration~! I heard from Beng that Chelle baked the cake til 12am!!!! Michelle!!! I love you so much larrrrrrrrrrrr!!!! You got heart!!! I know you got our heart oneeee!!!! No wander she said there was a war in her kitchen the night before yesterday. Yerrrrr. I really love you one lorrrr!!!! First time in my life ppl baked me bday cake~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*tears of joy*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I dont know how to thank you but I really really feel beli beli touch!!!! Must give her credits so I decided to go her facebook to curi her pic and upload it here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197490996304782642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCEyhg4JpTI/AAAAAAAAAec/w2e_ZCyfGrU/s320/n502691879_435953_3903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Look at her S shape bah-dee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Planned to watch movie after that. Iron Man. So we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;(vern, me, beng, phillip, fung min and mike)&lt;/span&gt; went to Cineleisure. They were closed at 10.15pm!!!!! What the heck!!!! Oklaaaa. Beng's bro said One U got night movies so we went there lo. We went GSC first then TGV. TGV was closed too!!!! What the heck heck!?!?!?!! Closed at 10 something?!?!?! So we went all the way back to GSC and stood there. Deciding to watch IronMan or SlitMouthed Woman. Vern had to go home if watching IronMan because it was showing at 11.45pm. By the time we finished, it would be quite late somemore she's driving alone. So Beng decided to watch SlitMouthed Woman but me and Fung Min didnt want to. Hahahahaha. Scare maarrrr. Horror movie lehhhh!! I'm good at imagining these stuff especially at night!!!! Those scary scenes will keep appearing in my mind! Luckily we didnt watch!!! Because I dreamt of those scary stuff!!!! I didnt watch horror movie sinceeeeeeeeee someone left to UK. LOL. I really scare laaaaaaaa. What to do. I have a very good imagination. I have good memory too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Good imagination + good memory = sleepless nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Me and Vern end up calling / msging each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;So after that everyone just went home looo. But I did have a great time! Thanks to Beng Tack! He's not a bad organizer after all. MUahahahahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I saw this necklace in a blog!!!!! OMG!!!!! I want it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197493757968753986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCE1CQ4JpUI/AAAAAAAAAek/ddYrJV43iB4/s320/f82d_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Juicy Couture Necklace!!!! Me want it lehhhhhh. It looks so pretty!!! I like pretty stuff~ But what to do. I'm a poor kid. No rich parents. NO rich grandparents. No rich great grandparents. No rich great great grandparents. So I can only save the pic and look at it everyday loooo. This is why I must marry rich man! HAAHAHAHAHHAHHAA. So I can grab whatever I like. Somemore, I have sensitive nose - sinus. I can touch no dust. That means I cannot clean stuff or sweep the floor if not I will have a clown nose for the entire day. I must have maidsSSss!!! Not only serve me but also my parents!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Okkkkkkayyyyy. Second Upper Honor isnt in my top list anymore. Hunting a rich guy is what I need to start from now! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!! ' Siu Lai Lai' is my job / title in the future! Rich man, here I come!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&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/32879090-3369968861024275430?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3369968861024275430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3369968861024275430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3369968861024275430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3369968861024275430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-for-seafood-again-yesterday-night.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCEyhg4JpTI/AAAAAAAAAec/w2e_ZCyfGrU/s72-c/n502691879_435953_3903.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-453074310330886304</id><published>2008-05-06T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:19:35.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I mentioned that I went to remove my moles yesterday. So here I am to show you all the moles I removed and they are recovering. Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCAdBw4JpSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ip87d62IFOY/s1600-h/IMG000129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197185886123042082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="264" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCAdBw4JpSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ip87d62IFOY/s320/IMG000129.jpg" width="342" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;They become more obvious today and less fugly. I cant wait for those black black thingy to fall off. I dont want them to be there lerrrrrr!!! I think I will 'unconsciously' peel them off when I'm sleeping because I keep touching them when I'm awake. Might be conditioned to peel them off when I'm sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I went for pedi and manicure with that four patches of cream on my face!!! So memalukan!!! Before that, my mum planned to bring my grandparents to One U for hightea. What the heckkkk. Want me to appear in public place with four patches of white thingy on my face?!?!?! Somemore, it's super easy to bump into ppl you know in One U!!!!! Luckily my grandpa said that his legs were tired and didnt wanna go. If not, it will be first time in history Tiffany Soh appears in public with four patches of powder!!! Although they are small patches la, stilllllll, ugly marrrrr. Like those people didnt wash away their mask thoroughly. =.=''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Just look at the timetable for next sem, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGGGGGGGGGG!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Five days!!!!! Ada classes selama lima hari &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIAP TIAP MINGGU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;%^$#^%#^%^&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;^$^$&amp;amp;^*^&amp;amp;%^$^%$&lt;/span&gt; So long never had classes for five days a week. Yeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrr. I dislike short sem larrrrrrrrrr. Apalah niiiiii. Got thesis to submit somemore. Sighhhhhh. Slack for almost three weeks edi. So freaking lazy now. Told myself to start reading journals for my thesis this week, but then today is already Tuesday! I'm still watching tv like nuts and eating like a 'dai fei po'!! I havent even packed my last sem notes into my huge huge box. So lazy. Must be the weather!! It's so super duper hotttttt!!!! The fan is spinning dam fast and I'm wearing spaghetti strip with super short pants, I'm still feeling &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HOTTTTTTTT!!!&lt;/span&gt; And I still can sweat!!!!! What kinda weather is this?!?!?! So hot can!!! Sweating like a pig these few days. Make me feel myself so dirty. Somemore my aunty is visting me. Arrrggghhhh. So sticky!!!! So fortunate that the weather when we were in Langkawi wasnt this hot! If notttt, I think we all will become 'an neh neh'. Why Malaysia no spring oneeeeee?!!?!?!??! It will be so niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee to have spring here!!!! I rather have cold cold weather than hot hot weather. At least you can wear tons of clothes to keep yourself warm. Can you dont wear any clothes and run around if the weather is too hot?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Mummy asks me to take my bath nowwww. Dinner later. Ta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-453074310330886304?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/453074310330886304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=453074310330886304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/453074310330886304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/453074310330886304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-mentioned-that-i-went-to-remove-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SCAdBw4JpSI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ip87d62IFOY/s72-c/IMG000129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-5923009095202865431</id><published>2008-05-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:32:24.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moles Removing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Dearie mum purposely brought me down to KL to remove my moles! Okla. She intended to bring me to check out whether my trademark mole need to be removed or not but then I ended up removing &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; moles on my face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196921182993622290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SB8sSA4JpRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Od6xMDLvWys/s320/02042008322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;See my trademark mole over there? Below my bottom lip on my right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;According to many people, the mole at that area is a good mole. So I also didnt bother bout it laaa. Since it's a good mole, why bother it right? Then the guy who is pro in removing moles - Mr Chin told my mum that it's not necessary a good mole. So my mum ASAP brought me to this Mr Chin to check my mole out. And I ended up removing four moles. Eeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Actually my trademark mole is nothing wrong la. Not a bad mole. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;, it will grow larger and larger. Not nice looooo. Not cantik looooooo. You all know I cari makan depends on my muka one marrrrr. The only thing I can use to cari makan. So...... whatever that blocks me from cari makan I will &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KILL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Just like going for facial, no matter how painful it is, I will still go and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;KILLLLLL&lt;/span&gt; all the zits, blackheads and whatever shit on my face!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I tahan the pain and remove the four moles. Actually it's not &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;VERY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;painful, it just feels like a needle poking at ur face loooo. It's a needle by the way used to remove the moles. The needles seem very familiar to me but I have yet figure out where I saw those needles before. Other 3 moles were ok ok la. Not that painful. Just my trademark mole quite painful coz the area of it WAS big. The cream he applied after removing the moles &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAS PAINFUL LORRRRRRRRRRR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I cannot really stand pain in the first place. And he said afer applying the cream, I will feel the pain for one minute. So, in that one minute, I was aaaaa, eeeeeee, oooooooo, painful lehhhhh, really painful looooooo. It was fine after that one minute. Then he put one small patch of powder on top of the removed moles. And I cannot wash away those powder in at least 4 hours! So can you imagine Tiffany Soh walking here and there with four patches of powder on her face!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The three other moles will totally disappear after a few days but my trademark mole will be left behind a bit bit. It takes around a week to recover. All 4 moles look absolutely ugly right now!!!! I wanna cry edi coz they are on my face!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What the heck. How I go out meet people with these ugly-in-the-progress-of-disappearing-moles?! I wanna take a pic of my face to post up here but I low self-esteem laaaaa. Coz it's dam ugly!!!! For me la. It's freaking ugly loooo. Somemore it bleeds a bit bit now. If pimples also not that bad lo. At least I can cover up with concealer. These moles cannot looooo! Because they are now in black color!!!!! Like those recovering wound!!!! Fugly!!!! Arrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! It takes a few days to one week to recover. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*$%$^%$^$%#$&amp;amp;%&amp;amp;^%#^%**%^$%#$&lt;/span&gt; I can only sit down, look at the mirror and look at these ''recovering wounds'' and can do nothing bout it!!!! Some ppl tend to peel off that brown brown thingy &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(which I forgot which it is called)&lt;/span&gt; on their wounds. But I cannot peel off mine because they might be scars if I do so!!!! And mine are black in color!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCARS YOU KNOWWWWWWW!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's impossible that I will want to leave scars &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my face!!!! Sooooo... I need to tahan!!!!! Tie my hands behind!!!! To prevent myself from peeling it off &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;UNCONSCIOUSLY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;(when I'm sleeping).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tomorrow going out for dinner. Hope those black black thingy will drop off &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ITSELF &lt;/span&gt;when I'm sleeping. I shall keep my finger cross!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bed time!!! Nights!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-5923009095202865431?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5923009095202865431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=5923009095202865431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5923009095202865431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5923009095202865431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/moles-removing.html' title='Moles Removing'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SB8sSA4JpRI/AAAAAAAAAeM/Od6xMDLvWys/s72-c/02042008322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-5604740838531199124</id><published>2008-05-04T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T23:18:21.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Conversation Between Mum and Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: You still remember who is Xin Li?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: Yeahhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Usually when my mum said yes, most of the time she's referring to another person. So, to make sure she's thinking bout the same person I mentioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: The one stays in XXX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: Yeah yeah yeah &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(And now you see the difference)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: She's dating already!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Last time she still complaining to me that she has no admirers and no bf but now she has admirer and a bf!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Throughout the conversation, my mum still figuring out which Xin Li I'm mentioning. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: How bout Wei Ling? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My mum remembers Wei Ling the most because I always tumpang at her house)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: She also dating edi luuuuuuu~~ I told you before edi marrr. The guy waited for her almost 5 years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: Wahhhhh! So fast dating again aaaa?!?!!? The guy so 'chi ching' one....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: Nolaaaaa. He had gfs in between that 5 years laaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: Yeahhh looo. That time 'fate' hasnt come yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: Yeah looooo. Now 'fate' came edi looooo. Finally his turn liau loooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: So where's your 'fate' a??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: Aiyaaaaahhhh. I got no 'fate' laaaaaa. No one wants your daughter larrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: Your 'eye corner' [cantonese] too high edi laaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: Not my 'eye corner' high lo. I'm surrounded by sissies loooo. Not my fault also maaaa. You think I want to be surrounded by sissies one mehhhh. I also feel sad one looooo. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: Really all very sissy one mehhh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: Not like your daughter got a lot of admirers la.... Got one you also 'steal laugh' [cantonese] loooo. I think myself more muscular compared to them looo. I want people to protect me lehhhh. I dont want me to protect them lehhhh.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Mum: Then you better work oversea la. You see Xin Li and Wei Ling found bf in oversea, so I think you can find one in oversea. But dont go so far lar! Near near oneeee. Like Australia, 8 hours of flight, can edi. You know laaaa, mummy old edi, dont dare to sit in a plane for too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me: Good good. I can earn more money in oversea. Then okla, I work in oversea la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;I think my mum starts to worry bout me dy. LOL. Worrying that why no one courts her daugther. Worry I will become andartu &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(aisehhhh...bagusnya BM - BAHASA MALAYSIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[belle chia guan ying, this is BM]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aku niiiii!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#999900;"&gt;'Fong' one hundred 'sam' la mummy. Your daughter wont become andartu one (&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;...I think...&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I thinkkkkkk&lt;/span&gt;). I will find my Mr. Right oneeeeeeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-5604740838531199124?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5604740838531199124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=5604740838531199124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5604740838531199124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5604740838531199124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/conversation-between-mum-and-daughter.html' title='A Conversation Between Mum and Daughter'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-6906425995456672546</id><published>2008-05-03T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T15:05:02.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me wanna go shopping!!! After shopping for chocolates, me addicted to shopping for clothes!! I dont have much cash but me wanna go shopping!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me want new tops. New skirts. New jewelleries. New bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wanna transform myself!! Babe always say I can be sexy but I dont want to. But sexy really not my style lehhhhh. I scare people will run away when I dress up sexy-ly. I feel uncomfortable to dress up sexy-ly. If wearing deep V, I will keep pulling my top up. If wear super mini skirt, I will keep pulling it down. Although I only have confident when I'm wearing skirts, I still tend to keep pulling them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm very masculine, I still wanna be a head turner lehhhhh. Dont wanna attract sissies again lehhhh. I shall always act cute and feminine. Smile with hand closing my mouth like what belle chia guan ying did!! Pretend to eat very little when in reality I can swallow one whole cow! Wear high heels til my legs patah. Always act innocent with my trademark - finger poking innocent look. Cover my face with inches of foundation - thick until mosquitoes will stuck in it when they plan to suck blood at my cheek and mati there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I fully tranform into this human being, my bro will slap me til I die, babe will vomit til she got nothing to vomit anymore then throw my head at the wall, mum will go somewhere haunt for bomoh coz she thought I might be possessed. As for me, I will be gone mad because I'll be having split personality disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be gaya in the way I dress up laaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-6906425995456672546?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6906425995456672546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=6906425995456672546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6906425995456672546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6906425995456672546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/me-wanna-go-shopping-after-shopping-for.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-5811952205002950163</id><published>2008-05-02T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T23:58:40.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I wanna close this blog. Not deleting it. Keep it here. Just dont wanna update it anymore. And open another one. A private one. Only me, myself and I can read. Still thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it's a matter when too many people read your blog. Whatever you blog, people will give you a not-so-good responds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the reason of blogging at first? For me, I just wanna say something that I normally wont / couldnt say it in front of people. Or wont have the chance to say. It's kinda like a diary for me that I can keep track of. And can tell my friends in far far away land how am I doing. Blogging becomes something I dont like so much when you post up a photo and people start commenting on it. Aiyerrrr, you look so ugly. Still wanna post up pics. Please laaaaaa. Not that I cannot accept these kinda comments. It's just that this is MY blog, and I can post up anything I want. Not like I wanna show everyone also. You wanna read then read. Dont wanna read just close it la. I didnt force you at all to read my blog also. Maybe for some people, their hobby is to comment on people's blogs and the photos they posted up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know since when I have to worry 'is it good to write something like this in my blog?'. Will other people misunderstand what I'm trying to say? There MIGHT be a war again if they misunderstand me. Have to explain to them my actual meaning. Why should I do all these for the things I wrote in my OWN blog? This is MY blog and why should I explain to people what I actually mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I shall just blog my updates in this blog. Like the Langkawi trip. Like the outings I have with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dont know yet. Sometimes, it's better to keep things to yourself. It's better to be mysterious. Yet, mysterious isnt my style. I tend to tell people how I feel so that I feel better after listening to them. Keeping to myself makes my life more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having hard time now. Out of sudden I will feel like crying. And sometimes I will really cry. Like back to the time when I just broke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-5811952205002950163?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5811952205002950163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=5811952205002950163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5811952205002950163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5811952205002950163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-think-i-wanna-close-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1913160619706427298</id><published>2008-04-24T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:00:08.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What kinda friend will say Love You to your bf? What kinda friend only message your bf but not you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend who claims to be your bff since elementary school *kononnya*. A friend who was the ex of your bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sad, who will you call to?? Your ex or your bff? I will pick my bff. But this friend decided to call your bf. The ex of hers. Will you write a testi with Love You at the end of it to your ex who is also the current bf of your bff? I will not. I will never do this kinda bitchy thing. What the fuck right? Unfortunately I have this kinda friend. This kinda shitty friend I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot stand this kinda person. Yes. I am a very selfish female when it comes to anything bout my bf. I dont like another female or females write a testi to my boy with love you, muacksss at the end of it. Or anywhere within the lines. I can accept miss you. I dont fucking care you have a bf now or not. How will you feel if I write similar things to your boy? I guess you will chop me into 18 pieces. I dont have a very rational mind, I doubt I can control myself well not to screw you upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were sad, you called my man. What the fuck?! There's a bff (which you insist to of claiming it) over here willing to lend her ears and you went and called her bf! When I asked you for the reasons, you gave me absolutely fucking lame reasons. U think those lame reasons and back up your slutiness? Stop dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your bff's bday and you just sent her a mail wishing her happy bday. Somemore it's fucking belated. When the ex's bday, you called him to wish him! What the fuck! I officially cannot stand you anymore. If you are coming back, I will only purely entertain you. Dont put any hopes of me telling you anything bout myself and my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me conservative old aunty or whatever shit, I cannot stand you writing 'love you' to my boy. You dont even write that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although 'my boy' is no longer my boy right now, I still cannot stand you. I should write this post million years ago. But why am I writing it now? Because I'm fucking pissed off today when I received your mail and I decided to talk bad bout you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna be a slut. You are welcome to. And I will be a slut to you too. Wait for me to write Love You all over your boy's friendster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1913160619706427298?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1913160619706427298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1913160619706427298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1913160619706427298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1913160619706427298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-kinda-friend-will-say-love-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1140705653514793758</id><published>2008-04-20T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:40:57.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nasi Campur - Post Campur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When psycho students who take PSY 303 should be sticking their heads to the notes and textbooks trying to memorize every freaking thing bout realistic therapy, CBT, feminist therapy blablabla here I am blogging. I even watched a movie showed in HBO just now. Before watching the movie, I took a nap summore. And also once a while went down to look at my two stupid dogs arguing with each other. Why they argue? Jealousy laaaa. Just like how those mass murderers killed whole mountain of ppl out of jealousy. =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;In less than 24 hours, I will be freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee like a bird~~~~~ Waitin for this moment to come since the beginning of the sem. Langkawi here I come!!!!! My dear chocolates are waiting for me over there to bring them home~ And also those alcoholic drinks~ Everyone knows that I'm a good gal, I dont drink oneeeee. I'm just bringing back for my parents. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then once a while have a sip of it.&lt;/span&gt; Cant wait to sit in a plane again!!!!! I know I sound like a jakun, like long long long time never sit in a plane before. But this time different mar. Coz I never been in a plane with my friends before~ And also, I never been to LCCT before! So excited larrr. Although ppl keep telling me dont put so high hope, actually is dont put &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hope that I can see something like KLIA, I still excited larrrr. Dont know why. But I think I will be pissed off if the flight delays! Unless it's like KLIA has dutyfree shops for me to spend time and money. Cant wait Cant wait! Oh and of course, I will be able to spend time with my dear &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Whei Whei Ong&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I watched Rumor Has It just now~ I cried mannnnn. But I feel so refresh after tearing. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jennifer Anniston is drop dead gorgeous lorrrrr. I like her hair~ By the way, I personally think that it's a nice movie although a bit gross la. She had sex with a kinda old man who had sex with her mum and&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; GRANDMUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before!!! Can u imagine how gross is that.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;*vomit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But, it's quite a meaningful movie~  She's sooooooooooooooo be-eau-ti-fu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191253498754111154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="160" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SAsJjXw-FrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BMWH-A-BcrU/s320/untitled.bmp" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I haf to congrat my friend that she's dating now~! I think the guy really will laugh til his jaws drop on the floor. And maybe he will laugh himself up when he's sleeping. After almost &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; years, he becomes my friend's current official boyfriend. It's finally his turn. Ahahahahahaa. U know who you are 'my friend'. Dont wanna announce ur name in case you have yet tell the whole wide world that you are dating again. Or you want me to announce for u right here? Hehehehehe. Congrats yea 'my friend'~ And.... make sure he wont repeat the same mistake he made. You know what talking me right? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Wat's the difference between LDR with bf/gf or friends? No matter how far two friends are, no matter whether they often keep in touch or not, although they might not have the chance to see each other, they are still friends after many years. Just like me and Whei. We didnt see each other since 4 years ago. Not even through webcam. We are still friends~ Why some couples cannot make it? It's a matter of trust huh? Or the bond not strong enough to make distance not a matter? Is it a matter of u want to work it out or not? Or is it because both start giving up? Oh noooo. I'm not talking bout myself. I thought I will be sad typing this paragraph, recalling the time I went through, but no. I'm not sad. I'm getting over it. Just that another friend of mine is going through the pain of LDR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Friend, not all LDRs end up breaking up you know. There are people who made it and of coz there are people who dont, just like me. Once you know you will be involving in a LDR, you have to prepare both the worst and the best. The worst is, break up. Actually it's not a big deal you know. I know it will be a pain, a killing kinda pain. But after the pain, you are still you. You still have your life to move on. The next one will be a better one~ This is what people always tell me when I'm struggling. After all, it's just a matter of u &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WANT TO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; move on or not. It's not whether you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or not. The best scenario is, happily together lo. But it doesnt guarantee it's a happily ever after thingy. There's still possibility of u guys breaking up right? Nowadays, relationships memang fragile. Married also can divorce. What a sad sad world hor? Not much happily ever after faily tales. I used to believe but not anymore. Cannot be too sure of these stuff, especially it's relationship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;What's important is, treat yourself good~ I will be right there when you need me. I know I cannot replace his position, at least you have someone to talk to. And I have experience in LDR you know~ Hehehehehehe. Take care gal~ XOXO&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/32879090-1140705653514793758?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1140705653514793758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1140705653514793758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1140705653514793758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1140705653514793758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/nasi-campur-post-campur.html' title='Nasi Campur - Post Campur'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SAsJjXw-FrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/BMWH-A-BcrU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-8037153345873767922</id><published>2008-04-18T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:26:13.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Underarms Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Two papers down and two more to go!! Tiffany, u must hang on!!!! Cannot give up!!! On the 21st, 11am, you will be freeeeeeeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tomorrow is 308 paper and I'm quite chill with it coz quite little things to study AND it's all essays, I can just crap things out as crapping is one of my strengths~ Teehee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I chill til I have the time to think bout this stuff - underarm hair. LOL. I was thinking, why guys no need to shave off their armpit hair while gals have to? The hair grows at the same place right?! Then why guys can wear sleeveless showing off their armpit hair but gals cannot? Why we wont think guys are gross wearing sleeveless with their armpit hair flying gracefully in the air but we will think that a gal is freaking gross if she doesnt shave her armpit hair?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Oklaaaa. Personally, I think guys wearing sleeveless with visible armpit hair is dam gross la. I will think they are very dirty. I also think that there will be smell if they open their arms widely. Grosssssssss. I cannot stand. At least they can please trim a bit bit laaaaa. Dont like lalang dancing gracefully when wind blows. Since I dont like guys with whole bunch of armpit hair, I also cannot accept gals with armpit hair also laaaa. Especially those fair gals. Makes their armpit hair more visible! What's so difficult with removing those hair? If u think it's troublesome to pluck out one by one using tweezer, and u dont mind the surface of ur armpit becomes dam rough, just shave it off larrrr although there will be black dots all over ur armpit. If u want neither black dots nor rough armpit surface, then just wax the hair off larrrr. There are a lot of waxing products in Watson, Guardian. If u dont know how to then just go to beauty saloon and they will do it for u. In less than 10 minutes! What's so difficult??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Without armpit hair, u can wear sleeveless and this will be so nice coz M'sia is dam hot. I think it will boost up ur self-esteem. Hahaahhaahaha. Coz got no excessive hair~ Feel so free huh~ And also, it's a way to beautify urself. There are plenty of hair all around ur body so I dont think you need more hair growing at ur armpits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Will armpit hair grows as long as our hair?!?! Anybody can answer this question coz I really dont know the answer and I really wanna know! LOL. What will it be if 2 months dont shave off armpit hair??? Eeeeewwwwwww. Can u imagine armpit hair growing as long as our hair until u can tie a knot using ur own armpit hair?? Something like this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190575331353326146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SAigw1U4ckI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TO25FekbrJQ/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... This is freaking gross weiiiiiii....... &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*vomit*&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/32879090-8037153345873767922?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8037153345873767922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=8037153345873767922&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8037153345873767922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8037153345873767922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/underarms-hair.html' title='Underarms Hair'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SAigw1U4ckI/AAAAAAAAAd8/TO25FekbrJQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1967927998240918256</id><published>2008-04-15T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:25:17.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Finals start tomorrow. My first third year paper is tomorrow! What the heck I'm here blogging. Starts to worry bout my finals. I worry bout 311 and 308. Havent start studying for Forensic Psy. Worry that I dont have enough time to study. Havent even touch any little single thing. Only put the stack of notes on my study table. 311. Sigh. Did badly in the presentation. Really scare that I'm not able to do well in finals. I dont want a C mannnnn. At least a B. Oklarrr. B- also I take it larrrr. As long as it's not a C. Then I'm happy with it. Hera's paper is always tough. I still remember for biopsy. I left the whole page of cranial nerves blank! Not whole page larrr. But most of the spaces were blank. Really didnt expect that she would come out with cranial nerves. Sigh. Worry worry worry!!! Worry the most for 311. God, please gimme at least a B-!!!! Then only I dont need to feel sorry to myself studying and memorizing so hard for it. And also dont feel sorry to myself trying hard to stay awake during lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Really worry larrrr. How?? Praying to god at this time will it help?? Arrrggghhhh. Shoooooot shoooot shooooot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I cant wait for 21st to come. 11am. I will be free at that time!!! I think I will scream aloud in my heart. Imagine myself taking off my top, waving and running around the exam hall. Just like those footballers when they managed to score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cant wait for Whei to come back also! It has been such a long time since I last saw her. Finally! Wait for me my darling. Wait for me to finish my finals. Then I'm all urs! LOL. For so many years U didnt celebrate my bday with me!!! This year must replace all! Coz I'm turning tu-en-ty!!!! Big TWO!!!!! Such grand moment how can U not celebrate with me~ Hehehehe. Please remember, my bday is on the 23rd. Not 21st larrrrrrr!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Honestly, right now, not really looking forward for my bday. Maybe too stress bout finals. My bday is just next week but it seems still so far far away. lalalalalalalalalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I'm turning 20. Cant imagine that I'm going to get married in a few years time, pregnant and be a mum!!! Wahlau eeeee. Just thinking bout it already make me open my eyes wide wide. Feeling myself so darn old right now. Can u imagine me carrying my baby and go to the market?! With a huge belly!!! Trying to use my psychology knowledge to psycho people in the market so that I can buy home cheaper vege, meat, chicken etc. I DONT WANT A HUGE AND LOOSE BELLY!!!!! I dont mind carrying my baby to the market and psycho people there but I do mind having a HUGE PLUS LOOSE BELLY!!!! No way mannnnnnn. Big NO NO!!! My future husband must exercise with me after I gave birth larrr. If not he must gimme money to go to those slimming center to zappppppp off my belly and fats not necessary to stay in ma bah-deh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;It's 12.14am right now. Means.... IT'S VERN MAY'S BDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ahhhhhh!! I feel so excited. Although not my bday laaaaa, I still feel very excited!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Vern MAY!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vern May!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;U must hang on there!!! A few more days then we can celebrate ur bday!!!! Hang on!!!! Dont pengsan or too stress!!!!! Hang onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Blogged edi still dam stress larrrr. A bf will be very useful to me right now. I will want him to come to my house and accompany me to study. To cool me down. To lend me his broad shoulders. To be my slave~ Be my 'yan yok' massager [human flesh massager]. Mmmmmm~~ Why must bf but not frenz or family. Cozzzzz. My parents will be sleeping edi at this time and so my bro. My friends?? All busy studying larrrrr. Sooooo, only left with a bf to do all these stuff. BUT, i do enjoy being single at times~~ Free to flirt with guys. Go out with guys. No need to stay at home and wait for bf to come pick me up but duno go where coz went to most of the places edi. Boringggggg. Dont need to put myself into a fight. Cry and cry and cry but he wont know that U r crying more kesian those ghosts. Sooooo, being single will be good for me unless I found my Mr. Right who will rush to my house when he knows that I'm crying. A guy that wont ignore me when we have an argument. A guy that will never leave me alone feeling horrible. The most important thing is.... He cannot be a sissy. I super freaking tak boleh tahan guys who behave like a gal. Puhleaseeeee. Stay away from me. I'm fine treating u as a fren but dont tell me that U like me. If not I will feel like committing suicide. But what the heck, babe said I always attracted these kinda guys. Maybe because I too muscular edi, full with musculine traits, that's why those sissies like me. Coz I can protect them. Wat the FARRRRRRKKKKK!!! Stop talking nonsense Babe!!!!!! I also dont wanna attract these kinda ppl one lorrrr. Takdir.... Hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1967927998240918256?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1967927998240918256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1967927998240918256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1967927998240918256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1967927998240918256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/finals-start-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4778508197001312938</id><published>2008-04-15T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T00:53:09.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I realize that I blog more during my study break. The time when people supposed to be studying with head literately stick with the books and notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I am so freaking lazy to study!!!! Just feel like throwing my notes and books aside and sit for the exams just like that! Dam exhausting lorrrrrr. Although I didnt really study. I sleep more than I study. I watch tv more then facing my notes. I talk to the tv character more than I subvocalize. Everytime sitting in front of my study table, I feel so restless. I really dont feel like studying. Memorize and memorize. Nothing else but memorizing stuff. I kept skipping points to points in my notes. 'PRETEND' that I know the stuff I'm supposed to memorize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I keep on rolling down to living room to tell my bro - "Gorrrr...hou sien arrrr....." I think I said this sentence more than 20 times a day. Really boring lorrrrr. Dont know anyone has the same feeling as me or not. Really sien til 'chau gan'!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I wish I have.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Photographic memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;A smart brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Drop dead gorgeous face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Slim but curvy body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Soft hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;No excessive hair all over my body &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Legs without scars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Prettier complexion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Smaller face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Smaller waist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;No unnecessary fats all around my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;More patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Lots of money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;No period but still able to pregnant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;A car to go everywhere I want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;A body which I can eat and eat and eat but wont grow fat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Flying colors in every examination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Better english vocab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Credit cards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-4778508197001312938?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4778508197001312938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4778508197001312938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4778508197001312938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4778508197001312938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-realize-that-i-blog-more-during-my.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7103088244956535474</id><published>2008-04-12T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:10:03.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thinking what to get for my mama for Mother's Day. She needs a new purse and she wants a shawl. But I think she wants money the most. Hehehehehe. Me wanted to buy her a bouquet of flowers because she likes champage color roses~ I'm thinking buying her a bouquet of roses then drive up to her shop and give it to her~ Since it's a Sunday and I THINK my bro will be helping her out so I got the time to go get the flowers and wrap nice nice~ You know la.... Females LOVE to receive flowers in the public. Not to show off or what. It's just a kind of shiokness and happiness~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But flowers dry off very quickly and they will end up in the bin. Not the matter of wasting money but the memory of it isnt there anymore looorrrr. If I give her a purse / shawl, as long as she has something to be remembered of AND tell her frenz that her children bought her the gift as a Mother's Day pressie~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I thought of another thing, maybe I'll buy her either a purse or shawl PLUS satu kuntum of rose~ PERFECT!! Got flower AND pressie~ I'm so brilliant~~~~!!!!! Although only sekuntum of rose, I think I will also drive up to her shop and give it to her~ Let her happy happy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Come to think about it, it's been a long long time since I kiss my mum at her cheek. I used to do that every morning when she sent me to school. I think since college this tradition disappeared. It has been a long time too since I hug my mama. The last time was during new year eve I think. Sometimes, we just take this for granted. Like me, I see my mum everyday and perhaps this is the reason why I dont hug/kiss her that often. I really think that my mum is the greatest mum! She sacrificed a lot and still sacrificing for this family. I really wanna complete my course ASAP and work! So that she can sit at home and relax. Shopping. Go for a movie. High tea. Gathering with friends. Pedi and manicure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That's why I need a high pay job. I need to get a good results then only I can get a high pay job! If not what for I need to study so hard for. If not why I so gan cheong bout my results. I'm gan cheong about anything relates to my results. My results = my future. I want my mum to be a siu lai lai for the rest of her life! This is my goal! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7103088244956535474?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7103088244956535474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7103088244956535474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7103088244956535474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7103088244956535474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/mama.html' title='Mama~'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-5997627820141455983</id><published>2008-04-09T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T23:27:55.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farrrrkkkk</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shoooot shoooooot shooooot!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was still happily thinking that I have like around a week to prepare for my finals, then only i realized that my finals start next weeeeeeeek!!!!! Fark fark fark!!!!! What is wrong with me!??!!? Finals also can be so blur!!!! Luckily Vern and Yien told me it's starting next week, if not... I cannot imagine what will happen to me larrr. Besides not attending the finals, I need to resit all the subjects!! Dam dam dam!!! What the hell is wrong with me?!!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's tonssssss of things to study for 311 weiiiii. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DDAAAAMMMMMMIIITTTTT!!!!&lt;/span&gt; A chapter consists of two section. One section at least 30 pages! What the heckkkkkk. Summore some she didnt touch in lecture before. MAti kau kau la kali niii. WHy everytime her subject so difficult oneeeeeeee. Last time cranial nerves, this time 60 pages one chapter. What the heccccckkkk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now summore stressing for my period. Daaaaaammmmm. If it dare dare visits me when I'm having fun in Langkawi then I will jump into the ocean AND pools to pollute the water!!!!! Doesnt matter the blood will come out or not, I will still jump into the already polluted sea and pollute it even more!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stress til not even interested in celebrating my bday. Blahhhhh. Mummy keeps on asking me what I want for my bday. First time in my 20years of life, I dont freaking know what I want lehhhh. Maybe after finals I can think better~ Or just gimme angpao larrrrr. I dam broke okayzzzz. Langkawi. Dad's bday. Vern's bday!!! I stil owe her two pressies!! Muahahahaha. Since last yearrrrr. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ORRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;, find me a rich, hilarious, handsome, tall, no B.O, not that hairy, behave manly, smell nice, doesnt smoke, doesnt go clubbing, clean, neat, tidy, sayang me, love me til cannot BREATH without me &amp;amp; will marry me punya bf larrrr. Then I will live a happily ever after. That's the best bday present larrrrr. So no matter how sucky my life is, my study is, I still have someone beside me, no need to worry I wont be able to marry and dont need to buy a 'gu poh' house with babe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should be studying but I'm here blogging and night-dreaming bout my bday pressie I want from my mummy. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BORINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I think I'm freaking stress coz I constantly feel sleepy. Seriously dam sleepy lorrr when facing the textbooks. Dam awake when I'm facing my lappie lorrrr. Dam sleepy again when I know that I need to roll back to my books. =.=''''''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was so sleepy ytd that I didnt brush my teeth before I went to bed. So freaking random righttt. But I cannot tahan my own dirtiness. Why I so freaking lazy even to brush my teeth for 3 seconds?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm gonna start whinning alreadyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-5997627820141455983?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5997627820141455983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=5997627820141455983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5997627820141455983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5997627820141455983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/farrrrkkkk.html' title='Farrrrkkkk'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-6117293292055764521</id><published>2008-04-06T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T21:26:35.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of me and babe ONLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wanted to update my blog but I duno what to blog. So will just post up those photos that babe and I took in &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;auditorium&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;1U ladies&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;KDP E Level 4&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;On wednesday &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(2 April)&lt;/span&gt;, we went to One U to celebrate because we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(some of us)&lt;/span&gt; submitted our last assignment of the sem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADAAAAAAA~~~~!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We dressed up nice nice coz it was a day that we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; celebrate. In order to respect that meaningful day, we dressed up like a butterfly~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I have no idea why we didnt take pictures with others. But I think both of us were the most excited one. Hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dressed up like butterflies of coz&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; camwhore laaa right~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;When the auditorium wasnt very full yet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186109871698011938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jDc3y05yI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yOlEMqPd9YU/s320/02042008324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Then Ms. Belle Chia started to show off her Gucci shades. My OS was,"&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;What's so great with ur Gucci&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186110567482713906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jEFXy05zI/AAAAAAAAAck/tEtvp9iHhA0/s320/02042008328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Since she showed off her shades, I mah showed off my face larrrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*warning: Pic below MIGHT cause discomfort. People below 20 please run to ur parents."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186111937577281346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jFVHy050I/AAAAAAAAAcs/BubOgTqVnlM/s320/02042008330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my image.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;After class, headed to One U and straight to Ajisen Ramen coz we were starving. Everybody rushed to McD to buy ice creams after dinner although our stomach alreayd gonna burst at that time. Walked and walked and walked then it's time for Yien to go to the ladies. Me and babe pretended as her body guards coz u all know laaaaaa it's not safe to let a gal to enter the ladies all by herself. Somemore, it's Malaysia. Anything can happen. So while waiting for Yien to get her business done, watelse can we do. Camwhore la of cozzzz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186112650541852498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jF-ny051I/AAAAAAAAAc0/JSUbbVqA1BE/s320/02042008340.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186113947621975906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jHKHy052I/AAAAAAAAAc8/lB00vzlznKw/s320/02042008341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Two act-cute-wannabe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186120974188472242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jNjHy057I/AAAAAAAAAdk/rX4-O_qUfYc/s320/02042008342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Two extremely yong sui-s human being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186115124443015042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jIOny054I/AAAAAAAAAdM/8OTCn0_vqGI/s320/02042008346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;:"Why cant she just let me look into the mirror?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Babe"&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Why must she constantly look into the mirror?!Not like she'll look more gorgeous everytime she looks into the mirror....."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;There are a lot of perverts in the ladies. Some hide themselves and peek at something they haf interest peeking at. Some just directly take pic of things they are interested in right in front of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186115979141506962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jJAXy055I/AAAAAAAAAdU/-m8VmsbZ6rM/s320/02042008343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ms. Belle Chia wanted to capture my cleavage. But sadly, I didnt haf one that day. Got larrr. That light shading there. Cannot see also nvm larrr. Coz not &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEEEEEP &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;enough for u to drop jaw and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;OMG&lt;/span&gt; the whole til u even dream bout it when u r asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's the end of our celebartion~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yesterday, I went Bangsar with babe to shop!!!! From boutique to boutique~ However, babe was still the one always carry the most bags home. I only bought one top~ Let me tell u guys what the other creature bought. She bought &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; top, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cardigan, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; clutch, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pairs of shoes,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dress. Geng right?? Those boutiques are really cute larrrrr. Can get a lot of clothes which u cannot find in other places. Not even in huge shopping malls. The price is affordable summore weiii. So we were really happily shopping and gossiping bout other people. Nyehehhehehe. We went BV II for lunch~ We went Marmalade~!!!! Finally seated my huge ass there!!!! The food was not bad~ At least it's healthy. For me~ And their american choc cake!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOOOD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They sell freaking &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GIGANTICCCCCCCCCCC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cupcake tooo!!!! The gigantic cupcake is so darn cute mannnnnn. If anyone of u going there, should try their lamb shank. I didnt try larrr. But many people ordered it. And also their big bowl salad~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tried to take some pictures but I just looked cacated. Huge face. If not then weird facial expression. Duhhhhhh. Potong steammmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's all me wanna update~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt; but not least, me wanna present a photo to my darling Zi Zi and Mel in far far away ang moh land which doesnt have a proper pisang goreng. I know u guys miss Level 4 and ME alsooo. So I decided to risk my future just for u two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186119677108348834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jMXny056I/AAAAAAAAAdc/I5eF8IzOiAw/s320/27022008124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;There goes my image againnnnnnnn....&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/32879090-6117293292055764521?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6117293292055764521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=6117293292055764521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6117293292055764521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6117293292055764521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/04/pictures-of-me-and-babe-only.html' title='Pictures of me and babe ONLY'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R_jDc3y05yI/AAAAAAAAAcc/yOlEMqPd9YU/s72-c/02042008324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-571474419669552420</id><published>2008-03-29T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T21:07:00.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Langkawi - Friends?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Colloqium is done! Assignments are done! One more presentation then say hello to finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Really cant wait for April 28th to come.Besides it's my dad's big day, there's something I'm looking forward! LANGKAWI!!! I really really cant wait for the day to come!! Will be my first time to step my feets in LCCT. My first time going to a beach this year. First time really gonna enjoy the beauty of Langkawi. Will also be my first time to buy home choc from there. I always receive chocs from friends who went to Langkawi. I cannot imagine the joy of buying chocolates over there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-41q3y05xI/AAAAAAAAAcU/IX7wNVnvrBQ/s1600-h/2120033238_577cc87880.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183139231797929746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-41q3y05xI/AAAAAAAAAcU/IX7wNVnvrBQ/s320/2120033238_577cc87880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Seeeee!!!! So prettyyyyy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-41iXy05wI/AAAAAAAAAcM/0s5ljLtE2c4/s1600-h/810249150_b356168a0c.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183139085769041666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-41iXy05wI/AAAAAAAAAcM/0s5ljLtE2c4/s320/810249150_b356168a0c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt; Sunset!!!!!!!! Honestly, I never really sit down and look at the sun sets. Trip to beaches sure dont get the chance to look at the sunset because that will be the time we all place our butts in a restaurant and makan like a pig. Hope I got the chance to see it this time!!  Should I get up at 5am to look at the sun rises??? Will I be the only bodoh sitting alone at the beach and waiting for the sun to rise??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-41b3y05vI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XO_vaoAIO8g/s1600-h/24906476_be4c314375.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183138974099891954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-41b3y05vI/AAAAAAAAAcE/XO_vaoAIO8g/s320/24906476_be4c314375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Cant wait to soak myself in a pool or sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Need to get away from this messy city. Messy people. Lately, I realize that people start changing. I mean people I know. Should I say they are changing / evolving OR should I say they are showing the real self? Dont know. Feel kinda disappointed and sad lately. Friends. Really got friends forever?? Really will be there when u need them the most? Or just backstab you? Calling u a biatch behind you. I just dont feel comfortable lately. Dont feel a sense of safety in front of friends. I dont feel happy. Not that I dont feel happy with friends. Just that I dont feel happy with the feelings I'm having now. Messy feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Few days ago, I feel down suddenly. Dont know why. But the saddest thing is, I dono who to talk to. I'm a pathetic biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-571474419669552420?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/571474419669552420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=571474419669552420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/571474419669552420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/571474419669552420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/langkawi-friends.html' title='Langkawi - Friends?'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-41q3y05xI/AAAAAAAAAcU/IX7wNVnvrBQ/s72-c/2120033238_577cc87880.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7692757781708697251</id><published>2008-03-28T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T09:55:41.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I find that sometimes giving suggestions to other people is not a good thing. People can misunderstand your good intention. When you mention that it's not necessary must go that place, you can find other new places to explore. Then people will reply,"You dont like to go doesnt mean that we cannot go."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was like What the SSsssssssssssSSSss. I didnt even mention that I dont want them to go. Just suggesting of exploring new places. What else can I say when people reply like that. Keep silent la. Should not say a single thing next time. "Good heart let thunder strike"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;[Cantonese]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Got any good places just keep it to myself. Maybe I have FP. People just dont like whatever I said. So, I will just keep my mouth shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe there's a sentence on my forehead - This is a biatch, so just screw her gao gao whatever she said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next time when people tell me stuff, I should just nod my head and smile. When people ask me for suggestions, I should say, "Sorry, I'm a pathetic biatch. I dont have any places to recommend to you." I rather be selfish, than getting replies like that. It's sad getting those replies. It's like out of nowhere you kena shoot for nothing. Dont be a kind person next time. This is my advice to me, myself and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7692757781708697251?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7692757781708697251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7692757781708697251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7692757781708697251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7692757781708697251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/fp.html' title='FP'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-9195540520778781642</id><published>2008-03-26T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:21:34.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frustrated with lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frustrated with my transportation. Waited for one hour for it to arrive. My time just wasted like that. I dont know anyone understands my feelings or not. Waiting and looking at the time passes. I can do better stuff with that amount of time. I hate waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frustrated with my work. Assignments. So reluctant to do it. I just wanna sleep from 10pm til 12noon without need to worry bout my work. I just wanna sit and watch tv without need to look at the time and constantly remind myself that I have work to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frustrated with people. People who cant seem to understand my feelings. I dont expect them to understand tho coz I have mood swing. People who break promises. Dont promise me if u cant do it. Dont u know how disappointed it is when u said u cant do it? Just dont promise me at the beginning then I wont put any hope. Been disappointed for so many times by different people. Family. Relationship. Friendship. People who just love to be late. I dont like latecomers. Please roll urself away from me if u like to delay other people's time. I can do better things rather than wasting my time and waiting for u to come. Please. People who take back the words they said. Just like Mr F. He forgot what he said before and blamed other people for it. People who like to 'share' how great their work is. Shut up please. If ur work is great, u dont need to say a single thing bout it coz ppl will notice it and words will spread.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Frustrated with the routine. Assignments. Uni. Presentations. Research. Read journals. Preparation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe people are frustrated with me also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182023792974979586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-o_LyXlYgI/AAAAAAAAAb8/B8onjD6mh3Y/s320/frustrated.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-9195540520778781642?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/9195540520778781642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=9195540520778781642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/9195540520778781642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/9195540520778781642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/frustrated.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-o_LyXlYgI/AAAAAAAAAb8/B8onjD6mh3Y/s72-c/frustrated.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1911966634628543705</id><published>2008-03-23T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T21:19:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let's give a round applause to me 200th post!!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*clap clap clap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;First of all, I wanna thank my friends for visiting my blog as often as they can. Bear with my emo-ness. Defending myself. So sorry if I posted up ugly pictures of you guys &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(actually I dont have a sense of guilt bout it).&lt;/span&gt; LOL. Thanks for you guys for making my life so happening then only I have the pictures to post up. If not my blog will be pure words and I guess no one will wanna visit it. Bla bla bla bla bla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Psycho punya psycho students have a crazy camwhore session in Ikano. We are supposed to be discussing stuff but I guess when one person becomes restless, it will influence the rest. Moreover, it wasnt just one person feeling restless at that time. The whole bunch of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Camwhore session usually start of with normal normal polite polite kinda picture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180917632737829250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZRIyXlYYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cvkFkzU0Ghk/s320/IMG000080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Finally a final picture of 5 of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Things started to become &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;A BIT BIT&lt;/span&gt; messy when some of the members posing weirdly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180918040759722386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZRgiXlYZI/AAAAAAAAAbE/JZa9xG576-E/s320/IMG000081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then, Vern wanted to be a giant finger picking me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(me wanna post up another pic but if I dare dare post it up, I will be ashes after Michelle read my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180918410126909858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZR2CXlYaI/AAAAAAAAAbM/XS7-L5KPmUM/s320/IMG000084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The two ppl sitting at the side is what we called &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"gin sei bat gao"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(lihat tak mau tolong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Mel and Zi Zi, I know u two miss us very much but here I wanna proudly present a very retard human being - &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Belle Chia&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180919002832396722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZSYiXlYbI/AAAAAAAAAbU/7hOTsZnAOek/s320/IMG000088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Look at her extreme retardness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The following picture is very precious because once in a life time this ora&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stands close to a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180919531113374146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZS3SXlYcI/AAAAAAAAAbc/uAwjpzaG_uQ/s320/IMG000089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Four different facial expressions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180919788811411922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZTGSXlYdI/AAAAAAAAAbk/vyB38AyuIxo/s320/IMG000090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Psycho students memang psycho la. Coz when rampasing mouse also can lead to chaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180920231193043426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZTgCXlYeI/AAAAAAAAAbs/wJlvkF6ELi4/s320/IMG000093.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last but not least, the cuteness of me has been extended to a very super duper ultra high level. Some people wanna tickle my cute cute rounded face. Somebody is so jealous of my cute cute rouned face &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;(probably coz hers not as round as mine)&lt;/span&gt; so she decided to release her jealousy thru ruining my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180920609150165490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZT2CXlYfI/AAAAAAAAAb0/816CgP9epCA/s320/IMG000097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I spent almost two hours doing something meaningless yet I feel it's meaningful. LOL. My friendster originally got 444 contacts but then I suddenly dislike people I dont know appearing in my connection so I just deleted them one shot! Now left 244 human beings. For facebook, I deleted a few also coz I tak tau siapa mereka. I open their profile, see unfamiliar face, then I delete. When deleting the contacts, Facebook is way better than Friendster. Please try to go delete some people in ur contact then u will feel my pain. It took my so dam long to delete 200 people. I think Friendster should learn some skills from Facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And, I just discovered that a lot of guys &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to take half naked pictures and post them up especially in Friendster. Although they are my friends, I still feel like vomiting. IF u have a nice body, oklaaaaaa, me understand why you wanna post up such gorgeous and muscular pictures of urs. Or,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; u r a leng zai then I can forgive u, not to pay attention to ur not very perfect body but ur face. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; u left nothing but bones and honestly ur face not that outstanding too. Like this also wanna post it up in Friendster?!?!!? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*slap forehead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; To me, these guys look like they are dam desperate and horny. I know it's ur business posting up such pictures la. But it's an eye sore for me. I didnt ask u to take them down la. Just dont appear in my home or profile then can edi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Relax for the whole day dy and I shall continue to relax! Ta!&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/32879090-1911966634628543705?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1911966634628543705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1911966634628543705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1911966634628543705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1911966634628543705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/200th.html' title='200th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R-ZRIyXlYYI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cvkFkzU0Ghk/s72-c/IMG000080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2979033821584743073</id><published>2008-03-16T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T23:26:25.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;199th post. Should blog bout something meaningful right? But I decided to whine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Once again, I have low self-esteem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because I'm FATTTTTTTTTT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Not only fattttttt, I'm blardy FATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My waist not as slim as before. My armssss... arggghh... all I can see is flesh... EVERYWHERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My face.... so freaking round... like a big round biscuit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My thighs, which I used to be proud of, coz they WERE slim and long. Now like elephant legs! Scary shit!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I think I should starve myself from now on. Anyone please slap right at my mouth if I intented to put anything into my mouth. Please just throw these words at me if I said I wanna eat, "Tiffany, you are so fat already. Can u please stop eating and look at the mirror?" Yes. Say it right at my face. Although I might end up swearing and cursing you, you are one of my saviours! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I really need to starve myself from now on if not I wont be able to wear swimming suit in Langkawi. OR people might run away seeing me with my swimming suit. OR they will laugh their lungs out coz watching a fat dude wearing a swimming suit without any self-conscious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need to exercise. But where's the time for me to exercise?? If I have the time to exercise, I might as well sleep my ass off. Three more assignments and three more presentations to go. Finals coming. =.='''''''''''''''''''''' Dont need to exericse laaaa like that. By the time I have the free time to exericse, Langkawi trip is just around the corner. Blame my greedy mouth. Low or totally ZERO self control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm fattttttttttttttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Super fattttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Blardy fatttttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Freaking fatttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Low self-esteem. ENd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-2979033821584743073?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2979033821584743073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2979033821584743073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2979033821584743073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2979033821584743073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/fatttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt.html' title='Fatttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3951858872476428309</id><published>2008-03-15T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:13:19.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 more updates to my 200th post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People dont understand me? Or I dont understand people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Should I just be a two-faces human being?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Acting always 24/7 cool, sweet and cin cai in front of people then go home and whack at the pillow or cry myself the whole night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People started to show their true selves when they are close with someone. The first time u met this person, he/she can be very sweet. When time goes by, u begin to see the other side of this person. It's not a bad thing. It means that this person feels comfortable being with you. That's why he/she willing to show his/her real self. Just like couple. The first few months the bf/gf can be lovely, sweet, very patient, wanna see u each and everyday, call you every night before rolling off to bed. After that period, all these things started to decrease and you feel that he/she changed alr. He/she doesnt love me as much as the beginning. This is not the matter of he/she changed. People tend to behave in different ways when they are with family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's not that I dont accept critique. Once people say something bad bout me I will go mad bout it. No. I accept. But in certain ways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm really not pointing at just one person in my previous post. There are people who said things like that to me and I feel uneasy the way they said it out. It's like they are discussing among frenz that,"You know aaaa...this Tiffany a bla bla bla bla bla.." All the bad things flying high up and down. I would rather they tell me directly that I am behaving like this and start telling their stories. The feeling is like, the whole wide word knows that ur husband is having an affair and u r the last one who know bout it. That kinda feeling. Of coz I might feel unhappy / upset when u say directly to me bout my bad points, but I do reflect myself after that. It's like I might not say sorry right at that time but I do feel bad after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I shall cope with it coz this is life. Unconditional life acceptance. Accept that things in life dont always go the way u want it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-3951858872476428309?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3951858872476428309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3951858872476428309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3951858872476428309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3951858872476428309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/2-more-updates-to-my-200th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7261901115538449172</id><published>2008-03-14T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T00:22:26.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the F</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes, people will just think or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ASSUME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that they understand you very well. When I said," Aikkssss.. u dont understand one larrrr...", then they will reply,"Yes larrr...I dont understand you larrrr.." in a very sacarstic tone. You can never understand one's feelings besides u r the clon of that person. Some people just like to pretend that they know you very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really will have that kinda 'wai wat' feel when people saying something that's incorrect bout u. They will go,"I feel lar, u bla bla bla bla bla. This is what I feel larrr. U dont need to care one." I was like, what the heck, u already told me what u felt and u asked me not to care?! What talking you?! Ok. Maybe they are telling the truth. But they dont know the reasons behind. For sure there are reasons which lead u to behave in such a way. Maybe they will think that you are trying to defend yourself if u try to explain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Say I hot temper, impatient, childish, pampered by everyone coz I'm the youngest or whatevershit. I admit I am hot temper. I admit I dont have lots of patient explain and explain the same things to a person for several times. I admit that I have mood swing. I also admit that I act like a kid. Not like everyone doesnt have a mood swing. Not like I didnt kena from u when u were in bad mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my personality. It's difficult to change. Not like u have a super good personality too. Yea yea yea. I have a bad personality so better roll away the next time u see me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I dont mean that I feel angry coz you said something bout my bad points. But, the way you said it. Like I totally didnt realize my bad points and acting like a queen everyday. I know my personality but sometimes just cant help to behave like this. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SORRRY LARRRRRRRRRRRR....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Say whatever. I am short temper. Pampered like shit by everyone. Dont know how to control my emotion. Low EQ. Whatever shit u wanna comment bout me. Just go ahead. Yes yes yes. I'm being pampered like hell. I dont put myself into other people's shoes. I just act the way I want. Throw as much tantrum as I want. Dont care who the heck u r. Screw me laaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or next time, I should just keep quiet, not saying anything, just receive command, just sit down and do whatever people ask me to do and tat's all. Dont defend myself even people backstab me or said something extremely negative bout me. Just remain a piece of unemotion face and people wont say that u r hot temper, impatient, simply scold people, think that I-know-everything, denial and anything that they think themselves dont have any of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;p/s: "YOU" is a plural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7261901115538449172?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7261901115538449172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7261901115538449172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7261901115538449172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7261901115538449172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/sometimes-people-will-just-think-or.html' title='What the F'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1137477808909085205</id><published>2008-03-11T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:13:58.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MATTA FAIR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm chatting now although I should be reading tons of journals and things I supposed to read long time ago. But I'm too excited with the MATTA fair on friday, saturday and sunday!!!! I dont care how many million things I have to do on that day (Friday), I'm going to the MATTA fair!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Have a look at the package and prices, if really going then only make the payment on SUnday~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Plan to go to Taiwan in December. Wanna relax to the max for torturing myself for three years. Never experience winter before. So me wanna try!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Saving money from now on already. But I still cannot resist the shopping temptation!!! Sigh. Should control myself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1137477808909085205?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1137477808909085205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1137477808909085205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1137477808909085205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1137477808909085205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/matta-fair.html' title='MATTA FAIR!!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1151872922779401380</id><published>2008-03-10T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T18:52:57.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GrEaT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We finally got the rooms to run our 304 experiment!!!!! We dont need to rush like shit!!!! We can sleep the day before our mock!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Although there are still million things to do, at least something has been settled and we can happily conduct the experiment~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now another problem to worry bout - whether we have even participants &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;C_ _ _ F_ D_ R _ _ _ _ S&lt;/span&gt; or not. HOpe everything goes smoothly and get our data by the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Banyak things to do with sikit time left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have display to be done. Two presentations. Lab report. Case study. Experiment to run. Mock presentation. Colloqium. Finals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Roughly have an idea for our display. Thanks to our honorable &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHELLE TEH!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*applause til hands patah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; With her brilliant and creative mind, we gonna do something different~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1151872922779401380?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1151872922779401380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1151872922779401380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1151872922779401380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1151872922779401380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/great-we-finally-got-rooms-to-run-our.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-6185871165575523659</id><published>2008-03-09T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T20:54:25.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored to the max</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so bored. I dont feel like reading. Dont wanna read journals. Just dont feel like doing anything. Sleepy. Slept for 3 hours plus then gotta wake up to work. Just dont feel like doing anything....... Procrastinating to the maxxxxxxx......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I finally met someone more 'geng chao' (powDerful) than me!!! My mum's friends are downstair and their laughter and voice really really really GENG!!!! My ear drums gonna burst dy! Good also. I can take this as an excuse to not do anything. Sienzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I feel really lazy.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a boring post..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No choice. Coz I cant think of anything better to do than blogging. I'm so stuck with my boring life. EeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So stress with my studies. Stress stress stress. But I have zero motivation. ZERO. Tons of things waiting for me to do. To start. No motivation. No mood. Mooooooooooody. So hate myself now. Why cant I just be more hardworking. Why cant I just be smarter. Then I can start my work last minute without need to worry not able to finish it or duno how to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Down to depressive mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My life is so boring. I have a boring life. Boringness is my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-6185871165575523659?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6185871165575523659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=6185871165575523659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6185871165575523659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6185871165575523659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/boring-to-max.html' title='bored to the max'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2484774402951723378</id><published>2008-03-08T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T21:58:45.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Class on Saturday. What the heck. Summore kept talking bout snakes snakes snakes. I have snakes phobia one lehhhh. Had goose bums all the way til the end of class. Feel that my skin so 'san fu' during class. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Went One U with bro after that. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DROVE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*applause*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I drove there and back home!!!!! BUT, a tiny little bit of problem happened. Two things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;One, when I was parking in One U, I wanted to brake &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i accidentally stepped on another one. My car went&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ZOOOOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Fortuntely, there wasnt car parking beside me and there wasnt any car moving behind me. If not I will be soooooooooooOOOOOOooo dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Second, on the way back to my house from grandma's house, I didnt realize that there was a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUGEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hole in front. Sooooooo, my car went 'grooooong'. It was dam freaking loud! I was dam scared til I couldnt concentrate while on the road. Think I need more practice to be more steady&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; IN CASE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; next time I encounter the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;By the way, back to shopping. Got myself a top from GAP and a pair of flip flop~ The flip flop so blardy cheap mannn.. Only costs me 12.90. Cheaper than FOS'!!!!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!! Me is loving the GAP top~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Getting so stress right now. Couldnt book lab to run experiment. The next day of experiment is mock presentation. Sigggggggggggggghhhhh. Dont know how now. See whether can book lecture room to run experiment or not. If cannot then.... then... then... my group and I dont need to sleep on the 20th. Analyze and interpret data &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLUS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;memorize script &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS WELL AS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; practice for mock. Goddddddd, please help us!!!!!!!!!! We need more time to prepare for the mock!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*pray pray pray*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Let's talk bout something happie~ Going to Langkawi during sem break!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is the reason why I bought flip flop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yaaaahooooo!!!!!! Something for me to look forward. Motivate me to stay alive til the end of the sem. Work hard and play hard!! Staying in Langkasuka~ We got private beach!! MUAHHAHAHAHA!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175358220392839026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R9KQ4Zfpt3I/AAAAAAAAAac/fyZFVWVKcNI/s320/photos00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;The beach we gonna have!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175359246890022802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R9KR0Jfpt5I/AAAAAAAAAas/h1HzrXllVjQ/s320/photos08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175359783760934818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R9KSTZfpt6I/AAAAAAAAAa0/dkPZknxrFTk/s320/photos14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;BBQ on the beach!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;The most important thingy when u are traveling - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE ROOM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;(Yien, Vern, Babe &amp;amp; Me)&lt;/span&gt; getting one family suite with one King size bed and a single bed~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175358813098325890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R9KRa5fpt4I/AAAAAAAAAak/deAouq0r5x0/s320/photos05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Cool right?!?!!?! Going there by plane! Airasia!! Never sit in airasia before! Never been in LCCT!!! WuuuuuUUuuuuuUuuu~~~~~~~ Me sitting in plane again!!!!! Yeahhhh!!!!!&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/32879090-2484774402951723378?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2484774402951723378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2484774402951723378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2484774402951723378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2484774402951723378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/class-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R9KQ4Zfpt3I/AAAAAAAAAac/fyZFVWVKcNI/s72-c/photos00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4016123883999219903</id><published>2008-03-05T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T00:12:26.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXERCISE-D!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I went jogging today! Impressed! So proud of myself. Although I dam 'beh' coz only jogged for one and a half lap, I still impressed myself for having the semangat to go jogging! I ran up the slopes summore okayz. I think it should be consider beli good edi for me this beginner. Heehehehe. Then I went to play in the playground. Rampas-ed the 'toys' with those kiddies. Too bad la. They couldnt run as fast as me so I played first coz I manage to rampas before they reached the 'toys'!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Mr. Evil, me exercise edi okayz! Dont say I'm a lazy bum anymore. So now I can eat cheese naan liau. But I no time to spend with u. I even need to sleep with my journals and diary. I dont even have time to cut my fingernails. LOL. U slowly wait la haaaaaaa. I sure will call u out to eat cheese naan one. Maybe once in a blue moon when I'm really frustrated with my work or just before I go siao. Always fully charged ur phone and bring it along wherever u go coz I might just call u at anytime!!! bleh~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;The self-snap photo below is specially for Mel and Zi~~~ Coz it's been a long time since they see my pretty and oh-so-gorgeous face. So I decided to upload one just for them~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174290150016002146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R87FehSBqGI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VihXeR4PkUI/s320/IMG000058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tadaaaaaaa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Need to read psycho journals now if not dont know how to answer Winnee's questions tomorrow. Dont wanna stand there with my mouth widely open if she asks something I tak tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Ta!&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/32879090-4016123883999219903?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4016123883999219903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4016123883999219903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4016123883999219903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4016123883999219903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/exercise-d.html' title='EXERCISE-D!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R87FehSBqGI/AAAAAAAAAaU/VihXeR4PkUI/s72-c/IMG000058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-549583342995465450</id><published>2008-03-05T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T02:12:09.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I committed a crime just now. I stole something. My mum was doing her hair in a saloon and I brought along my lappie. Trying to connect to a network. Tried a few but couldnt. Then I saw one very familiar name - Outback Network. It must be Outback Steakhouse so I clicked and tried to connect. After 2 minutes, I'm connected!! I stole Outback Steakhouse's network!! Nyehehehehe. But the connection wasnt stable, only managed to online for a while. First time curi ppl's network. Too much forensic psychology in my mind now. So whatever I'm doing I will think am I committing a crime or what. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Very easily gastric nowadays. I ate but still gastric. I think it's the side effect of me diet-ed last time. I really forbiddened myself from eating anything unhealthy. Ate like a kitty. Now, I eat like a tiger. Hungry very easily. Maybe coz I use my brain juice everyday. My brain is overloaded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feel the same today. Like gonna faint anytime. I slept for 8 hours ytd. I walked almost the whole day. So considered I exercised. But why I still feel like fainting? Dislike the feeling. Make me feel so weak. Feeling myself getting weaker. Gastric. Headache. Stomache. Feel like fainting. Hormone imbalance. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm confused now. With certain feelings. However, I do really feel that I enjoy my current life more. Besides once a while some people pissing me off. Old people dont have good temper. Once u pissed me off, I'll give u chance depends on the situation. If u r over my limit, then u r gone. Forever blacklisted in my world. If wana purify urself from the list, take a million year. Then maybe u will succeed. So, dont piss me off. By the way, that immature kiddo has gone too far from my limit and I can no longer stand him anymore. So, from now on u r blacklisted in Tiffany Soh's world. ADvice is, dont step on my tail coz I will step harder on urs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another person stepped super hard on my tail is my lecturer - the one who use super high level english which he expects everyone to understand. I will never forget that he accused me of talking in class which was SO freaking loud that me and gang distracted the WHOLE class. Go bang urself ok. I never even talked in class! Today he said those who talked in class are kurang ajal. I was like what the f***. Means u r referring that me and gang were kurang ajal la. And our parents didnt do their task well la. Dont ever drag my parents!! U have no right to. U just wanna listen to what u want to. Expect everyone to have the same opinion as u. U just want ur own way to be done. Me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OFFICIALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dont like u. Dont expect me to listen in ur class anymore. Everytime I see ur face, I really have the urge to slap u. U never listen and never let ppl to have the chance to explain. If you are not capable of keeping ur students quiet in the class, then it's UR problem. Not our problem nor our parents' problem. If u r that interesting, definitely ur students will listen in class. Go learn from Winnee please. Who wont listen in her class. I doubt any. So, it is obviously ur problem for not able to keep ur students quiet and listen to u crapping. Wake up from ur dream and start to realize that u r not a great lecturer at all. I know that u dont like me. Not like I like u too. U r the first lecturer who make me to have the urge to slap u whenever I see u. The first one whom I dont wanna sit in the lecture. I dont even wish to see u every week. U seriously pissing me off to the max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-549583342995465450?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/549583342995465450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=549583342995465450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/549583342995465450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/549583342995465450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-committed-crime-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4430901723340323235</id><published>2008-03-03T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T00:08:09.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dont know what's wrong with my body. Always feel like fainting. Suddenly I'll like lose balance and falling to one side. Or the world stops for 2 seconds. Just like what we all Chinese say - wan tor tor. Although I sleep a lot sometimes, I still have this kinda moments. I have a tumor or wat?! I feel like I'm always in a going-to-faint condition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Feel kinda lost, dont know what to do lately. Everyone is like so busy and I'm sitting in front of my laptop doing nothing. Tons of journals waiting for me to read but it's not the time yet. Mock experiment on Thursday. If I read the journals today then I wont be able to remember when it comes to Thursday. Dont wanna read the same journals twice. I think others psycho students can understand my pain. One journal at least consists of 30 pages. It's really lucky to have a 10-page journal with everything u need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Lots of things / questions running in my mind lately. All the what if questions. All the questions with no answers. Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Not doing work tomorrow probably. Accompanying mummy to hair saloon. Bringing laptop. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, dont think I'm gonna read the journals or do anything coz the hair saloon is surrounded by &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALLS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I'm like a jakun never go out from house for a long time kayz! Home - Uni - Home - Uni. That's all! Shopping tomorrow??? Have to think twice. Saving money to travel. Wanna travel at least one country per year. Want my passport to look colorful~ My passport looks gorgeous with the China stamp~~ Along with Singapore's! Dont wanna 'white white' wasted my money to renew the passport and put there to rot for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;years! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO WAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm smart enough dy. Dont want my passport to rot for nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Travel travel travel! Matta fair in March! Langkawi trip in April! Cant wait for it to come!!!! Desperately need a vacation. Bored to death. Stress like hell. Bla bla bla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What a nonsense post. I just like to complain. bleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-4430901723340323235?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4430901723340323235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4430901723340323235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4430901723340323235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4430901723340323235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/crap.html' title='Crap'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1228822700080067753</id><published>2008-03-02T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T22:20:00.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the heck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Why scold me for thing I'm not responsible at???? U r the one downstair and u blame me for Mocha pee-ing on the bean bag?! Helllooo!!! I was upstair okayzz!! U suppose I have eyes downstair to watch over Mocha?!!?U think u have the right to scold ppl just because u r the boss of the house?! Can u please think twice before u scold someone?! It's so ridiculous that u scold me for not watching over Mocha while he was downstair and I was in my room! Always command people to do stuff for u while u lying there like a pig. Everytime anything happens also my fault. U couldnt find something it's my fault too but it's because U didnt open ur eyes widely and looked properly. What the heck &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;***************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;And u, immature kiddo. I seriously cannot stand u anymore. Do whatever u want. I already tried to talk to u but u r the one reluctant to. Then just stay away from me. I think u behave more like a gal than me. Go hug ur winnie the pooh and cry! What the heck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;What the heck What the heck What the heck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1228822700080067753?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1228822700080067753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1228822700080067753&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1228822700080067753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1228822700080067753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-heck.html' title='what the heck'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1269165980492202428</id><published>2008-03-01T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:44:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;I really need desserts to cheer myself up from stressful life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172794545156608946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R8l1O3AjU7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/IFMt37yS7Dg/s320/156604042_7eb9df50f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tong Sui-s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172794802854646722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R8l1d3AjU8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/6nN76Vbcpcs/s320/choc.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Vern's Favourite &amp;amp; Mine too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172794983243273170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R8l1oXAjU9I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Grp0eSdTF-0/s320/LORES%2520EQ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Earthquake from Swensons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Wanna eat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;If cannot??? Then this lorrrrrrr....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172796516546597890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R8l3BnAjVAI/AAAAAAAAAaM/L7lGQtv_Hb8/s320/untitled+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Here's my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL TIME FAVOURITE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&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;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172796035510260722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R8l2lnAjU_I/AAAAAAAAAaE/no0xoEV3WgE/s320/untitled+1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172795417034970082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R8l2BnAjU-I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/HsIMm6Xok94/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BROWNIES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ICECREAM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*faint*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;dont &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;now. .........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Laptop, Journals, Textbooks and Assignments are my life now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mr Evil, let's go for garlic cheese naan right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1269165980492202428?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1269165980492202428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1269165980492202428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1269165980492202428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1269165980492202428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/03/lifeless.html' title='Lifeless'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R8l1O3AjU7I/AAAAAAAAAZk/IFMt37yS7Dg/s72-c/156604042_7eb9df50f3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-5718946004098710867</id><published>2008-02-29T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:27:27.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>immature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I dont know why sometimes guys can be so childish. Cant they just mature a bit? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I rejected someone and I really feel very guilty for doing so. Hurting someone's heart. Just telling him the truth so that he wont waste his time on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He said he is fine and he will not give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now..... What?! Totally dont chat with me. What the heck.... Cant u just be more grown up?? I'm quite pissed off actually. Not that I expect u to talk to me again after the day I've rejected u. It's been so freaking long. Sent u msg also dont wanna reply. What is wrong with u?! Go bang urself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seriously cannot stand these kinda immature kido. 21 years old already still whining like a kid. Somemore I'm younger than u. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*slap forehead*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Grow up larrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The world is full of immature guys. I think I should look for a 30-year-old guy to be my next bf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-5718946004098710867?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5718946004098710867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=5718946004098710867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5718946004098710867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5718946004098710867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/immature.html' title='immature'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1647413030364193200</id><published>2008-02-29T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:48:51.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I dont want my blog to be as dead as &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chian&lt;/span&gt;'s and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt;'s, so I decided to update. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Midterm ended and it's time to start rushing for assignments, presentations as well as conducting experiments. Glad that the ERB forms this time are all approved!!! Summore complimented by Winnee!! Another 0.5% added to my assignment! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My diet plan. No. I didnt start my diet plan. Why? Coz of a mum's love. My mum is afraid that I will die of starving myself like that so she bought breakfast home. Saya seorang yang berjimat cermat kayz. So, I ate the breakfast she bought. They will rot if I stuff them into my mouth and digest them in my stomach. It's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! But still, I ate lots of fruits this whole week. The most I ate one day is two apples, 3 bananas and 1 pear. Whenever I feel hungry, just grab a fruit and eat. Although I'm still eating, at least I dont feel that guilty when eating a fruit. It's a way of consoling myself~ Teehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm super hungry right now. So wanted to put the dried meat into my mouth and chew happily. Trying to control myself. I hear my stomach making loud noise. It will be pretty embarrassing if a cute guy hears these noises which came from my stomach. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM TRYING HARD TO CONTROL!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; God, Gimme some strength!! To resist the temptation!!! To resist the temptation from evil &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lee Yan Ting&lt;/span&gt; who keeps asking me to go out to eat garlic cheese naan!!! He's an evil!!! It's a disaster having a fren like that u know....... You need extremely high EQ to resist his invitation. Especially it's Mr. Lee Yan Ting. You definitely need higher EQ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I so wanna eat brownies + vanila ice cream from Ms. Read, Sushi, buffet and korean rice cake..................... I think I will dream of them tonight. Dream that I can eat all of them as much as I want without afraid of becoming a big fat pig.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I think my hormones are imbalance again. Due to stress maybe. Or lack of sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1647413030364193200?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1647413030364193200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1647413030364193200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1647413030364193200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1647413030364193200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3224246898550214626</id><published>2008-02-24T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T16:59:45.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>determination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm serious right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I am really going to do what I supposed to do long time ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just talked bout it but never really do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I did for a few days then got distracted. Wanted to start again then distracted again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm going out later. To start my plan. Seriously will hold tight to it! Until I reach my ideal plan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MS. DIET, HERE I COME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Going to night market later to sapu all the possible fruits I can find which can store for a week possibly. Sapu-ing the vegetables! But only sapu-ing vege which can be boiled &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; still taste nice. Only fruits and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;BOILED&lt;/span&gt; vege allow! Planned to take my dinner around 5pm. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;STRICTLY&lt;/span&gt; no food after that!!! Only plain water is allowed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I wanna be slim again!!!!!!! Not for anyone but for myself. Not to show off to others how slim I can be but for my own purpose. I wanna wear S size tops! It's really annoying when u wear S size in this shop but M size in another!!! Sometimes, I'll get pissed for wearing a M size top. The thing that piss me off the most is ................. My round round face in photos!!!!!!!!! Seriously beh tahan!!!! I cannot stand it!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Slim body, here I come again!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-3224246898550214626?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3224246898550214626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3224246898550214626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3224246898550214626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3224246898550214626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/determination.html' title='determination'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2118553919978758159</id><published>2008-02-23T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T18:57:29.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never experience this before</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What the heck.... Supposed to end midterm today &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because of someone's mistake we have to postpone it to next Tuesday!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The last paper should be Forensic Psychology. After this paper everyone will be free....... from midterm then it's the hell of assignments. When I flipped to the essay part, was so happy that I know the answer for one of the questions. Flipped to the first page to complete the MCQs first. I saw some words in bold and I thought it was printing problem. It's quite normal for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;MY &lt;/span&gt;printer to function like that sometimes. Then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt; very&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt; SMART&lt;/span&gt; guy told Franklin bout it. Franklin then asked all of us to close our question booklet and waited him for 5 minutes. Then we all these keh-poh-chi of coz asked each other wat happened la. Heard Shaun said that the answers are bold. Then only I realized that those words in bold are the answers!!! Franklin came back and collected back all the booklets. He went out again and after 10 minutes he came in and said that there was a huge mistake &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(but he didnt admit that he made the mistake)&lt;/span&gt; and exam has to be postponed to next Tuesday during class hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In the end, I walked out of the exam room full with the feeling of emptiness. It's just like u bought a ticket to watch a movie. U sat down and already prepared to watch the movie. Then the staff said that there's a problem with the film and cannot be watched. Although they will refund the ticket but still, you already &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PREPARED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to watch it. You &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EXPECTED &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;to watch it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Honestly, if that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;VERY SMART&lt;/span&gt; guy didnt tell him that, I dont think anyone will know that the answers were bolded. I didnt realize that those bolded alphabets were the answers. I seriously thought that it was the printer problem. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that guy is just being honest la. Coz he felt that it's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; not to tell Franklin bout it. The responsibility still lies in Franklin for not checking it properly before sending it to print. Now...... have to study again on Monday. Hope he doesnt change the essay question. If not, I think I really gonna die mannnn! Coz when I read the two essay questions, I totally didnt know how to do the first question. From today onwards, I will pray very very super duper ultra hard so that he won't change the questions. Change MCQs nvm laaaa. But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT MY ESSAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-2118553919978758159?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2118553919978758159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2118553919978758159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2118553919978758159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2118553919978758159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/never-experience-this-before.html' title='Never experience this before'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3418727246401743683</id><published>2008-02-21T16:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T16:27:57.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Hilarious One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fed up studying!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Today isnt a good day to study. All the stuff cannot go into my mind!!!!!!!!!! A bad bad day for encoding. Sigh........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I have a super hilarious joke to tell u guys. Some people heard from me ytd and the day before yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;My bro helped my mum last sunday and there were two customers asking my bro what's available. One of them was a Japanese and the other one was the translator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Translator: Ermmm... Ni men zhe ni you niu rou ma??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;[ Do you sell beef over here?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Because the translator spoke not very fluent Mandarin, so my 'smart' brother decided to answer him in English. Perhaps he would understand better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bro: Errrmmmmm..... ermmmmm... ermmmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;He wanted to say&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;,"We dont sell beef over here"&lt;/span&gt; but he so happened to forget what's beef called in English. He errrmmmm... eeeee... aaaaa... for a long time trying to recall then he went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bro: No &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;COW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Obviously, the translator kinda like stone for a while then continue asking my bro whether there's chicken or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Funny right?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I couldnt stop laughing when my bro told me this!!!!!! I laughed til nearly puked out the fishball in my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;This is what we called ------&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Act Smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-3418727246401743683?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3418727246401743683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3418727246401743683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3418727246401743683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3418727246401743683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/hilarious-one.html' title='A Hilarious One'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-8671909050159978521</id><published>2008-02-20T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:21:10.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Two papers down and two more to go! Before I gone siao for studying like a nerd, better update my blog first. In case I really gone siao and cannot remember anything, at least I still have something to read in order to refresh my memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;I mentioned that we went Curve to celebrate Yien's bday. I curi the pics from Babe this morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;After dinner in Fridays, four of us were so excited with the CNY deco at the center court &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(actually only me larrrrr)&lt;/span&gt; so we decided to camwhore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168984195094255650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7vrvS4zmCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Op_g_7aGVfc/s320/Boss+and+Ladies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lady Boss and Her mistresses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Of coz the one at the middle with the large &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AX&lt;/span&gt; is the boss. Vern is s mistress who's responsibility is to masage her boss. Me is another mistress who's in charge of carrying bags. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PERSONALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; think that I'm more charm than Vern coz she only needs to massage the boss where I need to carry all the bags of my boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Everybody knows that Vern doesnt have a very good facial expression skill. Which means she doesnt know how to do silly face or bitchy face or idiotic face when camwhoring. When our theme is silly faces, she &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MADE IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168984362597980210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7vr5C4zmDI/AAAAAAAAAYw/n0HxIsOThos/s320/Vern,+CHelle,+Babe+%26+Me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Errrrmmm....this is the best she can do laaaa...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Then we headed to Apartment loooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168984478562097218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7vr_y4zmEI/AAAAAAAAAY4/39cvFbodLPI/s320/the+apartment.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Always see these three familiar faces when psycho students have outings &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/span&gt; only three of us like to take pics!! It's like going to take her life away when ask Vern to take pics with silly faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Wuuuuuuuuukiesssssssss! It's time to study again because Babe nagged me to!!!!! &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/32879090-8671909050159978521?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8671909050159978521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=8671909050159978521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8671909050159978521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8671909050159978521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7vrvS4zmCI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Op_g_7aGVfc/s72-c/Boss+and+Ladies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4751977639440911227</id><published>2008-02-18T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:45:10.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;p/s: This blog should be up yesterday but due to connection failure it's only up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Midterm starts tomorrow! And I'm still chilling here and blogging. Feeling a sense of emptiness. Done one whole subject too soon. A sense of insecurity. Sigh. People are just 'fan jin' sometimes. Got enough time to finish studying then feel insecure. Not enough time then will have the I-wanna-die-right-now feel. Today and tomorrow will be quite relax coz definitely will have enough time to stuff everything into my brain. Stress cames after Winnee's paper coz there will be two papers on Saturday. 303 gonna be so dead. Can complete the paper or is a problem. Can remmeber / memorize all the concepts or not is another problem. Forensic Psychology - zzzzzz. Seems to have so many things to memorize. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tak tau.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I stole Shan's bday pictures in Facebook. Just a few pics of mine laaaa. Summore cannot see the complete face of mine. Either half of my face or one quarter of it. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168349553546729458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7mqiS4zl_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/r-jzdOrsE6Q/s320/jien+%26+i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Jien &amp;amp; I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I dont remember what we were doing. I just know that I was walking towards Shan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Since it's still Chinese New Year, so of coz got Yu Sang to &lt;em&gt;'lou' &lt;/em&gt;and eat larrrr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168350004518295570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7mq8i4zmBI/AAAAAAAAAYg/EmK08g2WoWk/s320/Yu+Sang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;The gigantic Yu Sang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Frankly, this is the first time I saw such huge &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;PLATE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;of Yu Sang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168349411812808674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7mqaC4zl-I/AAAAAAAAAYI/LJtvCpvZIhU/s320/Enjoying+Yu+Sang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;When everyone still very polite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Then suddenly someone shouted, "Leng Lui!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168349214244313042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7mqOi4zl9I/AAAAAAAAAYA/rZl2ddTvuBw/s320/eeeiii.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The very perasan me of coz looked up larrrrr. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; high self esteem okayzzz. Coz I was wearing dress! Whenever I'm wearing miniskirt or dress, my self-esteem boasts &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;UP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is the time when people became not-so-gentle anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168349746820257794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7mqti4zmAI/AAAAAAAAAYY/35VechkzCqk/s320/Lou+Sang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Can see me tak? Can see me tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The consequence of not having a pair of long hands OR not able to find one strategic place to squeeze in is.......................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just like that guy at the left down corner of the pic (the one in black top). Stood there stoning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;There are a lot of people stood there stoning also la. Why? Coz he's the horny guy we always mention among tissues. We all tak tau / not interested in his name so we named him 'Horny Guy'. Whenever I see him, he will be sitting around gals and trying to hook one of the gals. I think he gave up hooking us coz we all tak layan him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wuuuuu kiessss! It's past 12 am right now and I can go sleep! Sleep after 12am will make myself feel less guilty. LOL.&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/32879090-4751977639440911227?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4751977639440911227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4751977639440911227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4751977639440911227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4751977639440911227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/boring-ness.html' title='Boring-ness'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7mqiS4zl_I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/r-jzdOrsE6Q/s72-c/jien+%26+i.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3887156981353371048</id><published>2008-02-17T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T17:43:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shan's Party~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt; Cannot study!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cannot memorize!!!!!!!!!!!! Today isnt a good day of studying. Feel so dead now. Looking at the same thing 100 time also cannot memorize!!! Dead.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Shall just blog bout Shan's 21st bday party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167881698464208834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7gBBi4zl8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/y0SG76eQxTg/s320/n512046879_313860_8703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;~Shan's Crib~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Shan&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Yee Yian&lt;/span&gt; had a twin bday party yesterday in Shan's crib~ Next time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i'm really going to have a bday party, I will make sure that I tell everyone the party starts at 6pm!!! So that everyone will be there before around 7.30pm. Malaysian time really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;BAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; weiiiii. Shan said the party starts at 7pm but people started coming after 8pm!!!! I seriously cannot tahan latecomers. When I reached there, only 4 people I know were there!!! In addition, I dont know them very well. Dam sien okayzzzz. Can say that I was there alone. So in the end I went up to Shan's room. Sat there and wrote in the guestbooks. Much better than I sat down there all by myself and wait for people I know to come. Like soh poh only!!! I dont know anyone can understand my feelings or not. Sat there alone and waiting for people to come. Why shall I waste my time like that? Next time I shall just be late for two hours..... Then at least I can use my time wisely in that two hours rather than sitting there waiting for people to come.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Even Shan's dad kept knocking the door saying that the food was served. I wanted to tell him,"Uncle, u too punctual edi larrrr. Not much people are here yet. Malaysian time. It's very good that they reach before 9pm. Next time u can start serving food at 8.30pm kayz~ So that the food is still fresh and nice to eat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Jien saved my boredom around 8 plus. Finally I could start eating. Luckily I ate something at home. Maybe I could sense that people would be late. Went home around 10.15pm. Summore people still asked me, "Eiii, why so early / fast go home??" Helllloooo. Excuse meeeeeee. It's because you all came late that's why u all felt that I very fast rolled back home larrrrrr!! Because of u all these latecomers, I went home before I could enjoy the bday cakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Should think twice next time whether to attend party full with latecomers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My advice is &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;(for the host)&lt;/span&gt;, tell the guests that the party starts at 4pm. I think everyone wil be there exactly at 7pm. If not, serve the food &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when everyone is there. Then those who came early will blame those latecomers. My advice for the punctual guests, dont be so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; next time. Dont reach so early. Stay at home and watch tv rather than sit there like a pathetic kitten. If you really cannot stand to be late and must go there on time, then &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; something first. I guarantee u will die of hunger if u dont eat anything before going. If u wanna revenge, swallow &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the food so that latecomes dont have anything to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Camwhored in my room after came back from Shan's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167881363456759730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7gAuC4zl7I/AAAAAAAAAXw/N3uWhbebvug/s320/IMG000028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-3887156981353371048?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3887156981353371048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3887156981353371048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3887156981353371048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3887156981353371048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/shans-party.html' title='Shan&apos;s Party~'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7gBBi4zl8I/AAAAAAAAAX4/y0SG76eQxTg/s72-c/n512046879_313860_8703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7439418452370232392</id><published>2008-02-15T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T13:06:29.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;A quick update before I roll my eyes to the Psychometric lecture notes + textbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;On Wednesday &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(13 Feb)&lt;/span&gt;, we celebrated Yien's bday @ Apartment. Due to class ended early and we all almost died of hunger alr, so we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(Me, Babe, Chelle &amp;amp; Vern) &lt;/span&gt;went to Friday's for dinner. We had a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; miah mocha mud pie~~ The dudes forgot that we ordered &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;TWO &lt;/span&gt;mud pie. So at first, Vern had one as her dinner, then the 3 of us had the set. After we finished up the set, we &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;KINDA&lt;/span&gt; full alr &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(like 80-90%)&lt;/span&gt; so sat there for a while, chit chat until our stomach space reduce to&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; (60-70%)&lt;/span&gt;. When we were ready to eat, we asked the dude to serve us our mud pie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; that they already took back the plates we used, so our table was empty with only 4 glasses of mineral water)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. After makan of coz bil kan? When we look at the bil, it was written 1 mud pie. So we kept quiet lorrrr. But we aint bad to that extent larrr, we gave them time to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;REALIZE &lt;/span&gt;that they missed out a mud pie. After 5 minutes, they still 'mong sing sing' so we left lorrr. We are not dishonest kayzzz. We gave them time just tht they didnt realize only marrr. Not our fault rightttt~~ Just like what babe said,"&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;They already earned a lot laaaa, one mud pie 'wet wet water' for them"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and babe didnt really celebrated Yien's bday coz we left early before the cake was served. Sorry Yien!! Hope u like the present we bought for u and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(belated)&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It was Valentine's Day yesteday!!!!! Although it's none of my business at all as a single, I still wanna celebrate it!!! So went out with Jien, Chian, Jee and Shan~ Jee, Chian and Jien came to my house to get ang pao first &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;(hehehehehehe)&lt;/span&gt; then we headed to Shan's crib. Her house dam dont-know-how-to-describe mannnn!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;HUGE&lt;/span&gt;!!!! With elevator inside!!!! Her house memang super canggih!!! Even toilet door also need finger print scanner!!! When u wanna go into a room, u need to know the pin number!!!! The movie room is dam dam huge!!!! The crib looks thin thin and tall tall from the outside but the inside really freak me out! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HUGE!!!! BIG!!!! GIGANTIC!!!! CANGGIH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When Jien wanted to use the toilet, she said, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Ei Shan, ur door to canggih til I dont know how to use it. How a?"&lt;/span&gt; LOL. I know I'm jakun, but this is really my first time exploring such canggih house with &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ELEVATOR&lt;/span&gt;!!! But, the elevator is dam slow larrr. Hahahahahaha. I think I walk using the stairs also faster than the elevator. But stillll, it's a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt; house~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;After a 'trip' in Shan's house, we went to Cineleisure to have lunch. Tony Roma's we went~!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;FINALLY I STEPPED MY FEET IN TONY ROMA'S!!!!&lt;/span&gt; Proud of myself lehhhhhhhh~ We had salad, ribs and chicken!! The ribs memang &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOOOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! The shrimps too~!! Oh yeaaa!! Their breads are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;YUMMY&lt;/span&gt;~~!!! Me like!!!! Due to everybody's hungry-ness, we swallowed all the food without taking any pics. After lunch, Jien left to pick up her bro and the 3 of us + Ming Chee + Tze- &amp;amp; Khan Haw watched movie - KungFu Dunk. Jien came picked us up after dinner. We went to her house for dinner~ Before the dinner, the Chinese tradition is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GAMBLE&lt;/span&gt;!!! After dinner, still &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;GAMBLE&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WON!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; A little larrrrr. Rolled home earlier than others coz midterm is next week!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Went home then someone around 11pm came to my house to pass me chocolate~ He wanted me to keep his name anonymous so I cannot type his name out larrr. I msged him to thank him then something very funny happened. He said, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Can u online like half n hour later coz wanna clear things up with u."&lt;/span&gt; I was thinking he might wanna tell me that the chocolate means nothing, he gave it to me as a fren. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;BINGO!!!&lt;/span&gt; I was right!!! He told me that the choc really means nothing and he's not trying to court me. Eiiiii MR, I'm not that perasan larrrr. It's written &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;FRIENDS FOREVER&lt;/span&gt; on the chocolate larrrrrrrrrr. If u r trying to court me will u buy a choc with friends forever on top??? Second, even if there isnt &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;FRIENDS FOREVER&lt;/span&gt; on top of the choc, I also know u r not trying to court me larrrrr. Gals got six sense one lorrrrrr. I will know if u trying to court me or not one lorrrrr. I burst out laughing when he explained bout the choc. MR, dont worry kayzzzz. I know u dont mean anything with the chocolate. Dont need to worry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;In my 20 years of life, I have 2 very memorable &amp;amp; enjoyable Valentine's Days. The one I had ytd, is one of the two~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7439418452370232392?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7439418452370232392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7439418452370232392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7439418452370232392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7439418452370232392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-5768926918781927115</id><published>2008-02-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:55:58.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hectic Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7BDki4zl4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/8svQLvsEbiA/s1600-h/spaceball.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165703067713378178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7BDki4zl4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/8svQLvsEbiA/s320/spaceball.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lectures begin again!!! Couldnt help but fell asleep in the class. Dont understand why. Once lecturers open their mouth, I just cant stop my eyelids from falling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This whole week is a hectic week again. Not my studies. But outings. =.=' Going out on Wednesday for dinner. Thursday is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;!!! Although none of my business, I still celebrating it with my tissues~ Going out to get ang paos around noon then movie and early dinner &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(maybe)&lt;/span&gt; after that. Jon and Grace flying off on Friday. Thinking whether to go to the airport or not. Saturday, Shan's &amp;amp; Yee Yian's bday party @ Shan's crib. Sunday is Zhi Xuan's house warming party &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(most probably not going coz mid term starts on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/span&gt;!!!).&lt;/span&gt; Do I have enough time to study everything?? I should be studying now but I'm blogging!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesterday, my bro and mummy had a very funny conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Bro: Maaaaa, mei mei this year 21st edi. What u getting for her arrr??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mum: I'm getting her a *dutttttttttttttttttttt*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(my bro censored it when he was telling me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Bro: Ohhhhhhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;After a few seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mum: Waittt.... mei mei 21st already meh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Bro: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;('took out' his fingers &amp;amp; started counting)&lt;/span&gt; I'm 24 this year. I'm 4 years elder than her. Means she's 20 this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mum &amp;amp; Bro: ChhhheeeehhhHHhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt; (at the same time)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dooottttttssssssss. My mum and bro dont know I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; 20 this year!!!! Summore need to 'take out' his fingers and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COUNT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! ====.====='''''' Sweat gao gao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway, Happy Valentine's Day everyone~~!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165704528002258834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7BE5i4zl5I/AAAAAAAAAXg/A5vTpD8k-SU/s320/Happy%2520Valentines%2520Day%25203%2520w%2520copyright%2520wall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-5768926918781927115?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/5768926918781927115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=5768926918781927115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5768926918781927115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/5768926918781927115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/hectic-week.html' title='Hectic Week'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R7BDki4zl4I/AAAAAAAAAXY/8svQLvsEbiA/s72-c/spaceball.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4112612545516780887</id><published>2008-02-09T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T22:58:13.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I finally tried BR's ice cream fondue!!! Wuuuu~~ Heaven!!!! I think it tastes better than Haagen Daaz. BR serves more ice cream than HD. But still, I miss the Fondue House in Sri Hartamas. I only ate once then it closed alr!!!! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Feel so bad now for not eating there a few times. Wanted to bring my mum and bro there but it already closed!! I miss the cheese fondue!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Seriously, I ate a lot of food this whole week. I already finished up one and a half bottle of pineapple tarts. I'm just counting the tarts that are in my house. I didnt even include the tarts I curi in other people's houses. Add together maybe equal to two and a half bottles. Hehehehehe. I ate many ba gua-s too!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*yummy yummy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Drank lots of can drinks also. The sugar level in my body &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;ZOOM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;up a lot I think. I ate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;RICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; toooooooo!! My old friend - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RICE&lt;/span&gt;. Long time no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;EAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! Will begin my diet plan next week onwards. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; lunch! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; rice! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; junk food! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;chocolates! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; can drinks! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; supper! Say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all fattening food! Me wanna begin a healthy lifestyle. Wanna slim down &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Dont want chubby face anymore. Say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;HELLO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to 45-48kg!! Say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to 50!!!! Must starve myself from next week onwards!! That's y I'm keep feeding myself with fattening food &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; supper!! I haf the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;DETERMINATION&lt;/span&gt; to begin my diet plan!!! Dont get pissed if I dont wanna eat those fattening food. Dont angry if I say no no to food. I want my not-so-fat body back!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;BYE BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all my fats!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;HEEELLLOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; slim body~~~~~ Muackssss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;AwwwWwwwww... I didnt do anything related to my studies this whole week. Totally in holiday mood man. Go here and there. Get ang pao-s. Eat. Count ang pao-s money. Online. Chat. Surf. Blog. 'Lapan' ppl's blogs. Decorate my Friendster. Update profile. Webcam with friends. Thinking bout my diet plan&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHILE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stuffing food into my big mouth &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;not scare that my tummy will grow bigger n bigger. Planning where to go during Valentine's Day&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(single marrr...must plan plan how to spend that lonely 'festival').&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Seeeee... I think and plan so many things but all not related to my studies! Geng kan!!!! Me guilty now dyyyy. But dont care. Wanna relax gao gao now then only die next week. How I hope ppl can tell me right now that they didnt do anything at all and they are in the same boat as me. =(((( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sieeeeeennnn.... Tak ada orang online miah... All still 'dong dong chiang-ing'....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Hope everyone really has a great Chinese New Year and get lots of ang pao!!!! People... This year is an expensive year coz so many ppl turn 21 this year!!!! Sooooooooo... Get the chance to earn more money!!!!! Before u start crying for not having enuff money to pay for the pressiesSSSsssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Enjoy~~~!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-4112612545516780887?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4112612545516780887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4112612545516780887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4112612545516780887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4112612545516780887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/third-day.html' title='Third Day'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4099844658503716741</id><published>2008-02-08T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T15:26:56.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Took me almost &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours to reach my hometown in Perak. Usually can reach there around 2 hours plus. The traffic yesterday was really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;TERRIBLE &amp;amp; SCARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Never see before highway can jam like this!! Sat til my butt also numb dy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Dad wanted to go back KL when we reached Behrang - halfway of Perak, but mum &amp;amp; bro kept saying continue the journey coz my aunt prepared a lot of food for us. Promised that we'll go back. When my bro called my aunt, she was so disappointed. She said, "This year's CNY not happy." We actually already turned back and going back to KL. Aikkkkssss. Wat to do. So my dad pusing balik and continue to stuck in the jam lorrrr. It's ok if the weather was great. Yesterday was burning hot weiii!!!! Where can us actually hide in a car? My exposed thighs just kena burnt like that. Kesian........... The weather was freaking hot and the jam was so long until the aircond wasnt function very well. Someone pity us pleaseeeeee. Can u imagine how freaking hot the weather was??!?!?!?! =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;We started our journey at 11.30am and reached my aunt's house at 4.15pm!!!!!!!!! Can actually reach Johor already lo!!!!!! Hang out til 9pm then we had to go back to KL dy. To feed my doggies. Spent half of my CNY first day in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;CAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-4099844658503716741?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4099844658503716741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4099844658503716741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4099844658503716741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4099844658503716741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/first-day-of-cny.html' title='First Day of CNY'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-228754761980939395</id><published>2008-02-07T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:13:46.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Ratty Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's 12.18am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Especially to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;Zi Zi&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Mel Mel&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Xin Li&lt;/span&gt;~! All these three ppl in far far away ang mohs' land. No &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ba gua&lt;/span&gt;. No &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kuih Kapet&lt;/span&gt;. No &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pineapple tarts&lt;/span&gt;. No &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;dong dong chiang songs&lt;/span&gt;. The most important is ----------- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;NO ANG PAOs!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nevermind ok!! When u guys online and me online too, then I'll show u guys CNY food!! And the ang paos I got!!! So that u can &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; CNY~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;(fireworks are bombarding my ears right now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I cleaned up my room this morning! Took me whole afternoon to clean the tiny room up. Cannot imagine what will happen if I haf a larger room. Then I haf to wake up at 8am and start cleaning. I wore rubber glove while cleaning my room. But still, I ruined my french manicure!!! Two fingers!! Dam!!!! So not happy with that two fingers right now! Eeeeeeeeee. My room is so super &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;DIRTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!! All the dirts!!! Thicker than the mask in a bottle!!! I washed my fan also. Ewwwwww. Disgusting. Those dirts. Yucccckkkssss. I wiped. Swept. Vacuumed. Threw. Packed. Arranged. I think I've built up muscles in cleaning my room. The furniture is so dam heavy!!! I used up all my energy but still couldnt move my study table!!!! Washed all my clothes too!!! I'm very satisfied with the outcome~ Tidy!! Clean!!! Smell so good!! Love it~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was so like an aunty while cleaning my room. Clip my hair up. And used hairband to pull all my fringe back. Eeeeee. Guys sure lost appetite if they see my aunty look. Hehehehehhee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;However, I forgot to wipe my window and aircond!!!! Daaaaammmmm!! I didnt mop the floor too! Coz I was so pissed of my two kesian fingers. I like my room now~ Purple bedsheet~ Purple pillow cases~ Purple bolster case~ One side purple blanket~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PURPLE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Had reunion dinne rin grandma's house. We had vege, chickens, fish, prawns &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; vegetarian miah sharkfin soup!!! Why vegetarian? Coz my grandparents are vegetarian. So have to 'zao' them lorrr. Ohhhh yeahhh! My jaw dropped when I heard the price of the chicken we ate. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chicken costs &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;RM ONE HUNDRED PLUS!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; And my grandma bought two! Only the chickens alr two hundred plus. She bought one ekor fish. My mum called it 'dao dai chong'. I duno wat fish is that. For me, all the fish looks the same. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#339999;"&gt;TINY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fish alr costs 100 plus. =.=' Gua tak tau &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tiny fish can cost that much lorrrrr. Ate alr also came out from the same place rightttt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Going back to Perak tomorrow morning. Sienzzzzzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May u all have a pleasant and bless year~ Have a great holiday before all the due dates haunt u!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;(this is for psychology students)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p/s: Since this is a new year post, then should be in red right~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-228754761980939395?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/228754761980939395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=228754761980939395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/228754761980939395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/228754761980939395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-ratty-year.html' title='Happy Ratty Year'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1807433125125686068</id><published>2008-02-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:51:14.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY GODDDDDDDD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm in deep shit. Ultimately super duper ultra &lt;strong&gt;DEEP&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I rather u kill me than saying things like that to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Why u wanna do this to me......................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SHITssss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1807433125125686068?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1807433125125686068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1807433125125686068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1807433125125686068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1807433125125686068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/shit.html' title='shit'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1558205755627180955</id><published>2008-02-03T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:46:18.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leng's Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R6U3hh9pHWI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/4FFzdLp-TlE/s1600-h/IMG000024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162593597042269538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R6U3hh9pHWI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/4FFzdLp-TlE/s320/IMG000024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt; Tube dress I wore to Leng's party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ytd night attended Leng's 21st bday party @ &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Concorde Hotel&lt;/span&gt;. Super last minute change. The actual location was in Times Square Hotel. Then changed to Equitorial Hotel. One or two days before her party then only she changed to Concorde Hotel. =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Long time never been to Concorde. Used to have dim sum there every Sunday morning when I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;YOUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. So u can imagine for how long I never been to Concorde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Her party was held in Melting Pot. The food was fine besides some. My stomach was going to burst after one plate but then I still took another plate and desserts. Hehehehehehe. I forgot to eat oyster!!!!! =((((((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Felt quite miserable in her party coz....... I dont know much ppl there!!!! Sat there like a jakun looking here and there. Admiring my manicure and pedicure. Laughed at ppl's jokes. That's all. Next time I should consider whether going to a party with guests that I dont know most of them. Nvm. I managed to meet one 'tai zi yeh'. The son of  'Wai Yat noodles'. Dont know u guys heard of it or not. Too bad. He's too old la. Already 27. Summore a play-man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;After the buffet, we headed to SkyBar. Opened a bottle of wine. But didnt stay there for long coz only left seven ppl. We all ciao after one hour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I finally met &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Elvin&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He gave me a very familiar feel. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mr. Travis&lt;/span&gt;. A very lan yeng feel with cigarette blowing out the asap asap. LOL. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;SMELLY LIKE SHIT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think shit smells better than those asap asap. I was sitting down and he was standing up. So of coz those polluted asap asap flew towards me larrrr. Stupid dude! Cant u see there's a pretty lady sitting down there and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; die faster coz of ur smoke?!?!!?!? Grow so tall also dont know how to use the brain properly. I would rather die faster if I haf a bf who smokes. If he starts to smoke after we couple, then I think of every possible way to stop him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;Replace the cigarettes with biscuits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Throw one by one into the toilet bowl and FLUSH away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Guys usually dont like their gals to smoke right~ So I will pretend to smoke if he smokes too. If he really loves me then he will stop me. If he doesnt, then can kick him to mediterranean sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Nag and nag and nag and nag and nag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;If he is rich, then everytime he smokes, I will take his money and buy one LV bag. He smokes one cigarette then I will buy one. If he smokes two, then buy two la of coz~ I must have some benefits for dying faster right~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;When he smokes, I will do something which he dislikes me doing. For example, if he doesnt like me hang out with my girlfriends til midnight, when I caught him smoking, I will definitely hang out with my friends til 5 in the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1558205755627180955?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1558205755627180955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1558205755627180955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1558205755627180955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1558205755627180955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/lengs-party.html' title='Leng&apos;s Party'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R6U3hh9pHWI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/4FFzdLp-TlE/s72-c/IMG000024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1144718570398778018</id><published>2008-02-02T15:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T15:46:28.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Waste</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Just read Jien's blog and knew that one of her friends' best friend died in a bus crash accident. She's just 21 years old. The most perfect age in everyone's life. A lot of ppl hope that they can forever remain as 21. She just enjoyed the perfect age for not more than one month. Such a sad incident right. So I went to the website Jien posted and signed up for the petition. Although I dont know her at all, I still feel sad for her, her family as well as friends. It's a wound that can never be recovered for the rest of their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;If she passed away due to some disease, I have nothing to say because at least she fought against the disease and trying her best to stay alive. But now, she died because of a reckless bus driver! How can I not saying anything! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;People, think of friends who need these public transport to go back their hometown to reunite with their family. Please sign up for the petition - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://buscrashnomore.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://buscrashnomore.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1144718570398778018?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1144718570398778018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1144718570398778018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1144718570398778018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1144718570398778018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-waste.html' title='What a Waste'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1830597308403246857</id><published>2008-02-01T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:18:30.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparation for CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After complaining a million time to my mum that our homie doesnt have any CNY decorations, my dad gave up and he did something to it. The house looks so nice now!! And me like the CNY atmosphere!!! He purposely ponteng from his work to come home and decorate. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;(Actually, I dont know he purposely came home just to decorate the house OR he just feel like ponteng)&lt;/span&gt; My house is so so cool now~ =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since my house has a new look for CNY, then of coz I must haf something new to match with IT right? So I went for pedicure and french manicure~~ However, I ruined 3 fingers coz my pee could no longer stay in my bladder and it need to rush out. Pee of coz haf to pull down ur pants right. So.... that's the time I ruined my french manicure!!!!!!!!! So sad........... But nvm. I'm still happy coz the french manicure is in PURPLE color~~~~ =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My mum also wanted a new look for CNY so she went for eye lashes extension + facial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wanted to buy a doggie CNY top for my Mocha. However, due to his gigantic size, unable to find one for him. My mum and I bought him one from Carrefour &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;(kiddy one)&lt;/span&gt; but he couldnt fit in!!! Summore it's the largest size!!! I think  he will feel freaking hot after wearing a top coz he's full of long curly &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUR&lt;/span&gt;. Doggie just look so absolutely &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CUTE&lt;/span&gt; when they are in human outfit! A few weeks ago, I 'helped' Mocha to carry a backpack. LOL. He really looked like a doggie going to school man!!! So cute!!!! Summore he looked at me with those very innocent expression. Just like kiddy that doesnt wanna go to school~ He walked around the house with the backpack on it!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;. Coz I didnt want to take the backpack away from him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomolo is Movie Day. Good Will Hunting again......... Watched it twice alr. I wonder why HELP cannot buy some recent movies. At least I'll feel happier watching something more recent and more willing to attend the Movie Day.... =s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1830597308403246857?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1830597308403246857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1830597308403246857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1830597308403246857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1830597308403246857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/02/preparation-for-cny.html' title='Preparation for CNY'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-8637524285092902096</id><published>2008-02-01T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T04:16:18.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bro's Company Annual Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Good morning human being! It's 3.40am when I'm typing this second sentence and I'm still awake. Geng kan~! Long time never &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;ABLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to stay awake til so 'early'. Will automatically feel sleepy around 12 am. Impress with myself~ Finally my ability in staying awake comes back to me!!! Quite happy actually. Coz I really need this ability after CNY. All the assignments will be lining up behind my ass.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I went to my bro's company annual dinner just now~ It was held in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Royale Bintang&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Curve&lt;/span&gt;. It's such a small hotel. Cant believe a hotel can be so so small. The ballroom is so tiny. It can only haf 10 tables. If really wanna squeeze, can haf more than 10 larrr. But absolutely cannot have until 20 tables even if the tables are squeeze together gather. The decoration didnt impress me also. The only thing that impressed me was their Bread and Butter Pudding~! Babe's favourite! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Babe!&lt;/span&gt; Trust me. Their bread pudding tastes better than Italiannes! I dont know u'll like it or not la. But it really suits me~ For me laaaa, It's the best bread pudding! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;*slurp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The dishes were fine. Average. At least better than some other hotels. Ohhh yea! Must mention the door gift the company gave me! Only guests can have it ok~ Hahahahahahah. However, it's not something nice to be mentioned. Because.... It's only a small napkin with ribbon tied along it. =.=' Like the one my mum used to wipe away my sweat when I was young. But nvm, at least the ribbon is in purple color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One TV3 celebrity was there also - &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Farah Putri / Puteri&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;(tak tau mana satu)&lt;/span&gt;. I dont know who is she. Dont even know that she's a celebrity from TV3. Never see her before. Got Astro now so no longer watch TV3. She's quite friendly tho. Not like those actresses. Not very famous also show us their ba ba bai bai look. Cis. A politician attended also. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Something something&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Zaleha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;something something&lt;/span&gt;. Can never remember her name coz it's so dam freaking long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;They had lucky draw and every employee had one prize. My bro got Starbucks vouchers, which &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;ONLY &lt;/span&gt;worth 20 bucks. The grand prize is..... A steamboat pot. =.=' The second prize is better than the grand prize. Can u believe this??!! The second prize is a DVD player!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;This is how I looked like~ Hehehehe. I wore a tube dress, which was the dress I wore to HMC prom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161735097504308562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R6IquR9pHVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8TfBmblv-KM/s320/IMG000011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161734139726601538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R6Ip2h9pHUI/AAAAAAAAAXA/-2Vefd8_a4g/s320/IMG000012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Look at my fat fat punya arms!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It's alr 4.09am now. I havent edit this post yet. By the time I edit, it'll be around 4.20am. The problem is, I still dont feel super sleepy. A bit bit sleepy but still can stay awake. Yea yea~&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My power is back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-8637524285092902096?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8637524285092902096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=8637524285092902096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8637524285092902096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8637524285092902096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/bros-company-annual-dinner.html' title='Bro&apos;s Company Annual Dinner'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R6IquR9pHVI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8TfBmblv-KM/s72-c/IMG000011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3941701312952079850</id><published>2008-01-31T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:01:25.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;For such a long time no one calls me in the midnight. I used to have phone calls between 2 am to 3am. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;LAST TIME LARRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But ytd night, My phone rang at 2.49am!!! It's babe!!! Hahahahahahaha. She was so energetic that she called me!! And we chatted til both our ears burnt. It's like ancient time since I last chatted til my ears became red! This time we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;DID NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bitch bout other ppl. We just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;TALKED / DISCUSSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bout them. We never talk on the phone for one hour and 16 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ohhhhh babe, I was trying to break our record ytd u know. We chatted before in MSN til 4 am plus. Remember?? I wanted to break that record ytd!! Hahahahahha. But the network was so bad til I couldnt connect back. We nearly broke our record but too baddd. We couldnt tahan at 4.09am and rolled to bed!! We shall try again next time. Hehehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I really dont understand why mosquitoes exist in this world. They have zero contribution! What great things they do beside sucking our blood?! Maybe they think that our blood contain of dirty thingy so they&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; us to suck it away in order for our body to produce new and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLEAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blood. I really hate them to the max weiii!!!!!! Look at the scars on both my legs! Thanks to the mosquitoes!! When u're young, u will automatically scratch it when you feel itchy. Sometimes, we even scratch it unconsciously when we are sleeping. Because the mosquitoes hisap my blood, I feel so freaking itchy that I couldnt stop scratching it. That's why I have tons of scars on my legs!!! The mosquitoes are so freaking tiny that we cant even see them sometimes. When we wanna give a tight slap to them for sucking our blood, they fly away happily and we TERslap our own body. I really wanna know how to chase away all these monsters so that I can have a pair of pretty legs from now onwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*********************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I heard something very classic from a person ytd. We used to say. "Nei ho yi hap jork d mou?" &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;[cantonese]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(Can you cooperate?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But then, Miss Vern May has a very special way in speaking translating this sentence to cantonese. I have no idea from where she learn it. We dont have such sentence exist even if we translate it directly to english. Have you ever heard before &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Can you give me some cooperation?"&lt;/span&gt; Absolutely no right!! We will say, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Can you please cooperate??" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Ytd, she popped up with this creative sentence, &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Nei hor yi pei xiu xiu hap jork ngor mou??"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(can you please gimme a little bit of cooperation?)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;FAINT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Chelle, babe and I were laughing like hell when we heard this sentence and we used it to tease her during our outing in MV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;She can definitely come up with very super classic Cantonese sentences!! Such as &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;'yat lou xeong fong'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;(flu all the way)&lt;/span&gt; which is supposed to be &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;'yat lou SHUN fong'&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9966;"&gt;People, if u r having depression, please go to Vern and speak cantonese with her. She can really bright up ur day with her classic cantonese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-3941701312952079850?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3941701312952079850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3941701312952079850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3941701312952079850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3941701312952079850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/for-such-long-time-no-one-calls-me-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-8367727192639194010</id><published>2008-01-27T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T17:03:02.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I woke up at 9am today. Wanted to spend the whole day doing research and read stuff which I should read long long time ago. But, I didnt do anything at all since 9am besides wrapping my books!!!!! It's 5pm alr!!! And I did nothing!! I spent time sleeping, watching tv and series!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999999;"&gt;OH NOOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I feel guilty right now!!! But also happy coz I finished the series alr!!! Means I can peacefully concentrate in my studies. Hehehehehehe. I know it's a lame excuse but when u start watching the first episode of a series, u will continue watching it until the last episode. Difficult to control myself not to watch weiiiii... I've tried but I couldnt!!!! Since I dont need to work on Sunday, I thought I can read some journals that I've found. =.='&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;How how how??!?!? I just wasted like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEVEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hours doing nothing!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GOSH&lt;/span&gt;..... I'm so dead mannn. I'm like having a holiday right now. Watch tv. Watch series. Went out with frenz. Shopping. Seriously, this whole week I did nothing besides went to One U to finish up the ERBs with Yien, Chelle, Vern and babe. I spent the whole week in hanging out with my Tissues. Makan and makan and makan. Sleep and sleep and sleep. Online, online, online.... Having fun playing around with webcam... DuhhHHhhHhhh. I dont even have the sense of guilt mannnn. What the heck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Next week will be a busy week summore. Celebrating someone's bday on Wed. Attending my bro's company annual dinner in Royale Bintang on Thursday. Pedicure on Friday. Movie Festival and also Leng's bday party on Saturday. Working on Sunday maybe. Seeeee!! Tons of non-educational things to do!!!!!! The following week will be CNY edi!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;HOW?!?!?!!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HELP ME!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm wasting my time now typing such a boring post. =.='''''' I will be so dead when it comes to all the due dates. I sure will cry!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I swear!!! This is the last week of laziness!!! I will be hardworking next week onwards!!!! Motivate me!!!!! Keep telling me what u all have done the whole week!!! Even if u really did nothing &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(like me)&lt;/span&gt; the whole week, just lie to me that u did!!! For example, u can tell me that u read all the journals u've found. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;, u finished an assignment which is supposed to due in March!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Come come!!! Tell me what u've done!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-8367727192639194010?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8367727192639194010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=8367727192639194010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8367727192639194010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8367727192639194010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-woke-up-at-9am-today.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-360130766059611931</id><published>2008-01-25T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:04:16.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yesterday was the craziest day in my life coz I went to four different restaurant for my dinner!!! Right after one another!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the morning, Jee and I went over to my mum's place to have dinner then headed to Desa Parkcity to have a walk. Went to One U after changing my clothes. We hang around in One U for 3 hours plus! Both of us got nothing to do so we went for bowling~~ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;FINALLY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Wanted to play bowling for a long time since last sem!!!!! But no one layan me.... =( Needless to say, I'm the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WINNER!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Didnt play very well coz the shoes were dam huge and I had long nails. Palms kept on sweating summore. Due to my constant cursing, Jee lost!!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;YEAHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHHA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Went up to Kajang for Alex's farewell. As I've expected, Jee forgot the way to Chian's house. We made &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u-turns in Kajang!!!! She didnt allow me to call Chian and stole my phone away. Tsk tsk. But, we still managed to reach Chian's house &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SAFELY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;We first went to have the World Famous Satays~~~~ Compared to last time, I personally think that the satays dont taste that good anymore. After satays, we had pizza &amp;amp; criss cut fries in Pizza Hut!!!!! Right beside Pizza Hut is KFC so of coz, we all went over and had cheesy wedges &amp;amp; nuggets~~~ The last place we went was mamak~~ Didnt eat tho. Coz we were all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; full. Just ordered drinks and lame jokes session began. Jee came out with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;LAMEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; joke of all!!! We all sweat to the max!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;After those eating sessions, we invaded Alex's house. His house is full with plants!!! Gosh!! I think caterpillars should have a pleasant time chewing the leaves in his house. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Take care Alex!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-360130766059611931?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/360130766059611931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=360130766059611931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/360130766059611931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/360130766059611931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/alexs-farewell.html' title='Alex&apos;s Farewell'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1191384414109812837</id><published>2008-01-23T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:20:08.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRY</title><content type='html'>Some very close friends of mine are going thru something I went thru a few months ago. I can feel their pain and it makes me think of how I went thru the whole process. How badly I cried. How terrible I looked like. How depress I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do to help them besides consoling them. Now, I feel lucky that I've gone thru it already. Because I've gone thru it, I can help the ppl around me. What if only now I'm going thru it? And my other frenz are going thru it also then who is going to assist them? Who will play the role of comforting them? This is the reason I feel glad that I've already gone thru everything. They were right there for me when I needed them the most. Now it's my turn to be right there when they need me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend,&lt;br /&gt;I really can feel ur pain. Coz I cried as much as u guys do right now. I've been depressed to the max. It's ok to feel sad. To depress. To cry ur lung out. There's no need to hide ur sadness. At least right in front of me. U dont haf to hide ur emotions. U can release urself when u r with me. Although I dont really know how to say things to calm ur heart, I will definitely be right there for u just when u need someone the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's ok to cry. Cry as much as u want when there are still tears in ur eyes. The most torturing thing is u want to cry so badly but there's no tears for u to cry. So, cry. Cry doesnt mean that u r weak. Cry in front of ppl doesnt mean u r not tough at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be there for u at all times. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1191384414109812837?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1191384414109812837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1191384414109812837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1191384414109812837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1191384414109812837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/cry.html' title='CRY'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-7268065908344145391</id><published>2008-01-22T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T00:04:53.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially to the Queens~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I would like to dedicate this very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPECIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; post to my two beloved &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;Queens&lt;/span&gt; in the far far away land with lots and lots of ang mohs~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I start to elaborate, I wanna give them a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;BIG FAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kiss!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUACKSSSS!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;THANKS FOR THE VERY YUMMYLICIOUS SHORTBREADS ALL THE WAY FROM EDINBURG TO LONDON TO MALAYSIA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Memang dai sek!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Got souvenirs all the way from UK miah!!!!!! So the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;TOUCH&lt;/span&gt; lerrrrrrr. Me wanna cry edi. Tears of &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;JOY&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Me is really loving the shortbreads!!! I can &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SMELL&lt;/span&gt; Edinburg + London + MAS airline!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Due to the yummy-ness of the shortbreads, there was a fight among three greedy fella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158328666723355810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R5YQl6bCjKI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bLyY-QxtRX0/s320/fight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Us were fighting to rampas the shortbreads and eat all alone at one dark corner so that others cannot eat!!! I would like to spit out my saliva and so they would take away their greedy hands. Then, &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL SHORTBREADS BELONG TO ME!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Outcome of the fight - Everyone shares. And those who didnt fight also shared!!!! Tak fair la macam ni. But nevermind. Me very generous one. Me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WILLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to share. Not like&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(wear black long sleeve top in the pic)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hid the box under her shawl and thought that everyone is blind and no one can see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I REALLY MISS U TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Faster come back laaaa. I wait til neck also twisted dyyyyyy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COME BACK TO MEEEEEE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-7268065908344145391?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/7268065908344145391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=7268065908344145391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7268065908344145391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/7268065908344145391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/specially-to-queens.html' title='Specially to the Queens~'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R5YQl6bCjKI/AAAAAAAAAW4/bLyY-QxtRX0/s72-c/fight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-286675488964911394</id><published>2008-01-20T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:13:13.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;BORING!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Should be doing a lot of things &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIGHT NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but lazy worms are biting me. Dont feel like doing anything at all. Should start reading or at least flipping my textbooks. I havent even wrapped my books wei. They are all lying one the floor! Kesian kan.... Wat to do. They have a very super lazy bone owner. Another thing I should do is read thru the journals I found. Eeeeee. Didnt read at all. I've just wasted one hour surfing the net and reading ppl's blogs!! And what now. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BLOGGING.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Memang lazy to the max. Lazy lazy lazy! Waiting for CNY to come only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;Mummy and daddy went up to Genting edi!!! Should be listening to Jacky Cheung's singing at this time. My mum should be screaming his name right now too. Hehehehhee. She loves Jacky Cheung! She felt so excited when she called me around 7pm plus. She hasnt been to Genting for so many many years! Maybe around 10 years. Hahahahahaha. Geng kan! 10 years never been to Genting! She said Genting is like a maze now. So confusing and so many more places to go. She's really excited for the concert. She even closed shop early today just to get prepared to go up to Genting. Like little gal chasing her idol. Teehee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LAST TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ppl used to say that my dad looks like Jacky Cheung. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Got la. Got a bit la. But now no more edi luuuu. They've changed the target to Nicholas Tze's dad! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAHHAAHAHHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;I can feel his pain. Coz ppl always say I look like this actress, that actress. A couple even said I looked like the ghost in a horrow movie - The Shutter &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(i think)&lt;/span&gt;!!! The worst is, babe aka &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;Ms Belle Chia Guan Ying&lt;/span&gt; said I look like my dog - Mocha!!!!! Sweat. I think I look like myself lorrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;What should I do now to spend my time while not feeling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;A BIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of guilty-ness? Hehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-286675488964911394?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/286675488964911394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=286675488964911394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/286675488964911394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/286675488964911394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/boring-should-be-doing-lot-of-things.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4315737386327940084</id><published>2008-01-19T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T22:31:52.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Like This Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;歌曲：会呼吸的痛&lt;br /&gt;歌手：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%C1%BA%BE%B2%C8%E3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;梁静茹&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; 专辑：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mp3.baidu.com/m?tn=baidump3&amp;amp;ct=134217728&amp;amp;lm=-1&amp;amp;word=%B3%E7%B0%DD"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;崇拜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;在东京铁塔第一次眺望&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;看灯火模仿坠落的星光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我终於到达但却更悲伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;一个人完成我们的梦想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;你总说时间还很多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;你可以等我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;以前我不懂得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;未必明天就有以后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;想念是会呼吸的痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;它活在我身上所有角落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哼你爱的歌会痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;看你的信会痛连沉默也痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;***********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;遗憾是会呼吸的痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;它流在血液中来回滚动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;后悔不贴心会痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;恨不懂你会痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;想见不能见最痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;没看你脸上张扬过哀伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是种多么寂寞的倔强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;你拆了城墙让我去流浪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;在原地等我把自己捆绑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;**********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;你没说你也会软弱&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;需要依赖我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我就装不晓得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;自由移动自我地过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;想念是会呼吸的痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;它活在我身上所有角落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哼你爱的歌会痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;看你的信会痛连沉默也痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;***********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;遗憾是会呼吸的痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;它流在血液中来回滚动&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;后悔不贴心会痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;恨不懂你会痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;想见不能见最痛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;**********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我发誓不再说谎了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;多爱你就会抱你多紧的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我的微笑都假了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;灵魂像飘浮着你在就好了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我发誓不让你等候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;陪你做想做的无论什么&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我越来越像贝壳&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;怕心被人触碰你回来那就好了&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;***************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;能重来那就好了&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/32879090-4315737386327940084?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4315737386327940084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4315737386327940084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4315737386327940084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4315737386327940084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-like-this-song.html' title='I Like This Song'/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-6805204691198163996</id><published>2008-01-18T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T17:02:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hate people who make jokes of ppl's pain. Totally hate them to the max! I can take it if they only joke it for once. I cannot take it anymore when they constantly making jokes about the same thing over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday should be a very happy day coz it's Ms Jee Keng's bday when we went over to her crib for bbq pary. And I met the guy who made joke of my pain. According to him, I cried when they mentioned bout a guy liked me back in secondary school. Honestly, I cannot even remember that there's such thing happened throughout my high school life! Everytime I meet him, he will say, "Ehhh Xin Yu, where's XXX??" And I'll just smile. Then he will turn around to ppl around him and starts saying, "This gal a, cried in the class when we said that XXX liked her! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!" Laughed his huge ass out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He said the same thing again! I was happily hanging out in Jee's house and bbq-ing. Alex helped me to bbq coz I was wearing lens. Since ppl bbq-ed food for me, of coz I need to do something to return his favor right? So I stood beside him and fan him with a paper plate. Then this guy and his bro were bbq-ing opposite us. He started his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCKING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stupid idiot he-thinks-it's-super-funny-joke, "Xin Yu, how's XXX a??" I just smiled la. What else can I do. Then he turned to his bro and said in cantonese,"She cried when we said that XXX liked her. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!" Summore in a dam blardy loud voice! Hey stupid! U think I cannot understand cantonese izzit?!?!!?! After he finished the sentence, his bro and Alex looked right at me with those surprising look. I was dam malu loo kayz. I dont mind la if I really cried. The problem is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT EVEN REMEMBER SUCH THING HAPPENED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! Jien was sitting in front of me in high school and she couldnt recall such thing!! All my image gone la!!! I was dam freaking mad at that time. What am I?? Clown to him?!?! Or my face is so thick that nothing even bullet can go thru?!!?!? I'm a gal okay!!! I really feel offended! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For Nth times he has been making the same joke! I officially dont like him now! Bloody guy who is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at all gentleman!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who is he? Proudly announce - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KENNETH WAN KOK WENG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-6805204691198163996?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/6805204691198163996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=6805204691198163996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6805204691198163996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/6805204691198163996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/hate-people-who-make-jokes-of-ppls-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-9144697248987529391</id><published>2008-01-14T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T22:40:00.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's the second week already!!! 13 weeks to go!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Went for the Thesis briefing today by Dr.Goh. Started to worry bout it already but luckily I got my first choice as my thesis topic not like Alex. Kesiannya. TERdapat Fatimah. Wish him good luck larrr. As all of us know how blur and Motherly &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;(Natalie, 2007)&lt;/span&gt; she is. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOOD LUCK ALEX!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh yea! Everyone found their own 'teammate'!! Hahahahaaha. I found mine too! NATALIE!!! We had the same topic under the same lecturer~~!!! At least now I feel more secure. Everyone found someone who has the same topic and lecturer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The whole thesis thingy was dumped far far away when we all&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;(Jon, Beng, Me, Babe, Vern, Yien, Chelle, Min, Mike, Yi Ping, Phillip)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; went lunch in Shanghai 10 @ Bangsar with Grace~ The food there is ok but not with th egg tarts. It's written like this in their menu - Egg tarts with special Milk &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;(something like that larrrr)&lt;/span&gt;. Then Chelle read wat's written and focused more on 'special milk'. Then she said 'yan nai' &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;(milk produced by human being)&lt;/span&gt;?!!!? Since she said so, I very the 'shun bin' looked at her &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*ehem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; boobs and both of us laughed. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The 'La Men' there taste good! Really good!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*thumbs up*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Will bring mummy there next time~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Didnt do anything again today.... Wat the heck... But normal larrr. It's just the second week and I havent got any textbooks yettt. So I haf very&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reasons not to start anything yet~~!!! Now the mood is just waiting for Chinese New Year lerrr. Everyday go to Uni like having fun and chit chat only. Didnt REALLY listen to Gerard this morning. =p I swear I will listen after CNY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sleeeppppyyy.... It's time to sleep!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Nitez!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-9144697248987529391?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/9144697248987529391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=9144697248987529391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/9144697248987529391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/9144697248987529391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-second-week-already-13-weeks-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-4573375397315638854</id><published>2008-01-12T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T18:12:54.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I bought a new pair of shoes today again!!! Gals always dont haf enough pair of shoes to match our outfits. Me LURVE ma new shoes~~ Gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying this new pair of shoes, I'm officially broke. I renewed my driving license which costs me 40 bucks. For ONE YEAR only. Then I went to print out S'pore trip photos cost me 23.60 bucks. Bought tomorrow's breakfast RM9.60. Bought friend's bday pressie. Beli a necklace for myself. ARrrGggHhhh. I'M SO BROKE NOW!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy dress also but couldnt find the right one. HOwwww?!?!?! I need one dress to attend friend's 21st bday party!!! Dont wanna go if I cant find one!!!! Cannot find PLUS no cash!!! Still owe my bro money for Jacky Cheung's concert ticket. Faint. How am I going to survive this whole month?!?!?! Bring biscuits and makan in college saja lerrr. If not then dont wanna eat. Save money PLUS gam fei! Ate dam a lot this whole week. I even brought along my M&amp;amp;M while shopping in One U just now. Gooossshhh. I'm so gonna grow fatter and fatter this entire year. I will eat more when I'm stress. This year will be a very stressful year and SOOOOO I'm going to be a fatty this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany will no longer being recognized as an average size gal but a FATTY with huge tummy hanging around my waist!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-4573375397315638854?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/4573375397315638854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=4573375397315638854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4573375397315638854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/4573375397315638854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-bought-new-pair-of-shoes-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2285875201262685767</id><published>2008-01-07T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:35:45.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Daddy and Mummy officially not at home right now. So I have to wait til my bro gets his ass home and take bath then only can go out for dinner. It's 5.15 pm right now and I'm feeling hungry. I think by the time he gets his ass home, I'll be dead. With the pose of holding my own fatty stomach. The thought before my death will be - steamboat, pancakes, cheese naan, sushi, baby octopus, shabu shabu, hokkien mee, cantonese mee, tomyam, chee cheong fun, steaks, chicken wings, Italiannes blablabla &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;(my stomach is complaining while I'm typing the food)&lt;/span&gt; I think this will be the feelings / thoughts when I'm oversea. I think I'll buy those ready made roti canai and whatever available to satisfy my stomach when I'm in other people's land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;By the way, it's the first day of year 3 today! I yawned for a thousand times during a 3-hour class. Sorry larrr. Sleepy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PLUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hungry = low energy level. The class seems so quiet. Coz a lot of voices disappear. First is the Penang Princess aka the Queen and also the Queen Next Road. Gone two orang gila-s really influence our group spirit weii. Then it's the ngor-xiong-man-nei-hai-mai-Grace. She used to talk &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and now she's gone!!! Can u imagine how much the noise pollution reduce with the dis-appearance of that 3 orang-s?!?!?!?! Miss those days when everybody together gather go makan in UOA, Wisma and E&amp;amp;C. Everybody together gather go celebrate after important days for psycho students. Together gather curse a lecturer and laugh at a lecturer. Sigh. More and more ppl gone! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?!?!?! So, I must go too!! Away from this land. Wanna experience winter, summer, autumn and spring~ Wanna wear boots! Wanna haf scarf hanging around my neck! Wanna sit in a plane for more than 5 hours. Yes. I know I'm very the pathetic. The longest flight I've ever sit for my entire 19-coming-20 years of life is just &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOURS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Summore in a dam sempit plane. No pretty airstewardess. No movie to watch. No music to listen to. ArrggHhhhh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Shit!!! It's 5.30pm now! Gotta take my bath and wait for my bro to come back to give him a warm welcome (so that he will bring me to makan nice nice food) and my energy level now is super low. Dragging along the keyboards to type the words out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Ta everyone~ &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/32879090-2285875201262685767?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/2285875201262685767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=2285875201262685767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2285875201262685767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/2285875201262685767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/daddy-and-mummy-officially-not-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1335700213781726721</id><published>2008-01-06T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T17:58:06.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Update again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2nd Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really went to visit my friends' baby!!!!! Her name is &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;. Chinese name is &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Qi3 Xuan1&lt;/span&gt;. It sounds like very girlish name but not when u see the writing of the name. Kinda guyish as her parents wished. Hehehehhe. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;(Stealing baby's pic from Friendster)&lt;/span&gt; Had the feeling of wanted to get pregnant &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ASAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; because I calculated their ages when the baby is 20. When the baby is 20, my galfren will be 39 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and my guyfren will be 40 &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!! Dam young kayzzzz. But when I listened to her story of contraction &amp;amp; breathe-in-and-out, I doubt for a while. Hahahahaha. She's just so cute lerrrr!!! Everything of her is just So tiny!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152293391563918482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R4CfiqbCjJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kHFF7l0Ay6U/s320/1_137832373l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So cute right!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After baby visit, the always hungry Ai Leng was hungry again so we went &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Steven's Corner&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Genting Klang&lt;/span&gt;. Finally landed my feet there!!! The &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Garlic Cheese &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Naan &lt;/span&gt;really is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever!!! The&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; naan!!! Full with garlic and cheese!!!! More than what &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt; serves!!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;*drooling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; We also had &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Roti Bakar John Special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Something like that larrr. Dont know which word comes first.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Maggi soup&lt;/span&gt; and another Garlic Cheese Naan in the end!!! Can u feel how tasty and yummylicious it is!?!?!?!?!!?!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;3rd Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Family dinner. With aunt and uncle from Jakarta. I was the youngest so..... I was bored to death after all the food was served!!! I just sat there emotion-less. Dont know wat to stare. All I can remember is that I kept escaping from the smokes - cigarettes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went for movie afterthat - &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Alvin and the Chipmunks&lt;/span&gt; with Leng and Yanting!!! So cute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Adorable chipmunks!!! Especially &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Theodore&lt;/span&gt;!!! The fatty chipmunk~~ He is so cutttteeee!!!! Beh tahan. Had a very great laugh in the cinema~~ Didnt know that I can laugh that loud in the cinema. Hehehehhe. Headed to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;icy&lt;/span&gt; after that coz Ai Leng saw the chipmunks ate a lot of food in the scenes, hence she felt hungry too. Sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4rd Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is a very fattening day. Went out with beibeh in the afternoon~~ To &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One U&lt;/span&gt; and had &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Chilis&lt;/span&gt; as her lunch and ma brunch~ Yummy!!!! The french fries, mash potato the I-forgot-what-it's-called chips!!!! Monterey Chicken!!! AHhhHhhhhhh!!! So delicious!!!!!!!! After shopped for a while, babe was craving for ice cream so we had&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; DQ Julius&lt;/span&gt; - Oreo and Sneaker Blizzards. Full till can actually roll home. Babe &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPPOSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go for her account class at 7pm but she gave me a very 'meaningful' reason for not going - &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;RAINING&lt;/span&gt;. Forced her to go dinner with me in &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;D'Fortune&lt;/span&gt;~ We ate all types of fish~~  See, told u it's a very fattening day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;5th Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Karaoke~~~!!!! Went &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Neway &lt;/span&gt;@ &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;One U&lt;/span&gt; for karaoke session with Chian, Jee, Jien, Randy, MingChi and Alex. WaaOooOoooo!! I can remember their names weiii!!! Alex really took the karaoke session as his own tiny little concert. He even said,"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The following song entitled XXX and I hope u all will like it!"&lt;/span&gt; And the mic never left his hands. We had great time there~ Sang out loud with our lungs! I so scare the sound system will explode due to our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GORGEOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; voices. Muahahahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;6th Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Worked. Later going dinner with parents as their 'farewell' coz they will be going to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thailand&lt;/span&gt; at night. Left my bro and me at home. And everyday, I will need to wait til my bro back from work then only will have my dinner. So I decided, when the clock strikes 6pm, I will call my bro &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NONSTOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to stop him from OT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Class starts tomorrow!!! Again..... Stress again... Let's enjoy the first week!!! Coz we'll haf nothing much to do. Teehee. And the most important is, I only haf classes from Monday to Wednesday~~~~~~~~ Hoorayyy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/32879090-1335700213781726721?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1335700213781726721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1335700213781726721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1335700213781726721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1335700213781726721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/update-again-2nd-jan-really-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R4CfiqbCjJI/AAAAAAAAAWw/kHFF7l0Ay6U/s72-c/1_137832373l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-3689606803087462476</id><published>2008-01-02T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:10:58.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's time to update my blog. Just briefly tell u guys what I did the past few days~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;24 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Christmas eve~! Went to One U with &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chian,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Jee Keng&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jien&lt;/span&gt; for brunch in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Good Evening Bangkok&lt;/span&gt;. Didnt do anything much. Just shop around. At first planned to watch movie but dont know why we didnt even went to check out what shows were available. But then we went up to Upper Roof. Jee Keng wanted to play baseball. However, it's an outdoor activity and it was freaking hot that day. So we just shop and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;25 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Helped mummy today then headed to&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hartamas&lt;/span&gt; to meet up the 3 ladies again. Guided and Waited &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Jee&lt;/span&gt; for so long coz she was lost. We said wait in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hartamas Square&lt;/span&gt; but then she went over to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Hartamas Mall&lt;/span&gt; and do not know where's Hartamas Square. Faint right. As usual la, blur marrrr. What to do. Not her fault. She &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; very alert when she's kiddy &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Jee&lt;/span&gt;, 2007)&lt;/span&gt;. Lol. Had shabu shabu in a Taiwanese restaurant then to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Souled Out&lt;/span&gt;. Went home after a drink and a few camwhore sessions~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;28 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went out with Babe~ Yesh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Got to meet up with her!!!!! After so longggggg. Went &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Cineleisure&lt;/span&gt; for dessert @ &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Midori&lt;/span&gt;. A japanese restaurant which served cutie desserts. Pics are cute but the taste is just so so. Not that fantastic. Ice cream looks and taste so watery. But the dumplings are tasty! Japanese dumplings~ Nice texture~ Next to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Paddington&lt;/span&gt; to have our favourite pancakes!!!! One of Me and babe's favourites! We were so full!!!! The most important thing that babe sure wants me to mention over here is that - I blushed. Seldom see me blush huh~ The reason is - Someone called me. That someone is - Mr Travis. I blushed coz I didnt expect that he will call me. I didnt even know that I blushed until babe told me that my face was super red. He invited me to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Sky Bar&lt;/span&gt; with his cousins and frenz. I accepted his invitation~ Leng picked me up then to Yanting's house to pick him up. The atmosphere in Sky Bar is so so. And there's only one cubicle for pee / poo. Bad bad. Still prefer &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Luna B&lt;/span&gt;ar &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(although I had a bad memory there)&lt;/span&gt; coz I can feel the air in Luna Bar. It was so hot in Sky Bar. Drank quite a lot. Got to know some great fun friends. Got to see his cousins too who I didnt see for a long time. Oh yea! Babe and William joined us too~~!! Overall, I had great time in Sky Bar~~!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150771525737155698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R3s3aabCjHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lEShESgZS1g/s320/Sky+Bar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Yanting &amp;amp; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150772062608067714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R3s35qbCjII/AAAAAAAAAWo/0BQm6hOadEQ/s320/Yanting+%26+Me.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;He said he looks better here. Coz his head kena potong half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;29 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Slept almost 4am last night and woke up 9 am to go down to KL - &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Wisma Genting&lt;/span&gt;. Wanted to surprise my parents with Jacky Cheung's concert tickets! So, bro &amp;amp; me purposely drove down to KL to buy two tickets. Fortunately, there's still tickets left!!!!! After that my beloved bro brought me to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Pavilion&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;YESSSSHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I finally been to Pavilion!!!!! It's such a huge mall with branded stuff. Now I can tell people tht I've been to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Gardens&lt;/span&gt; and Pavilion!!!! Oh yea~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When I passed the Genting envelope to my mum which contains two tickets inside, she was speechless. First time saw such expression. LOL. She was so so so touch. She said she wanted to cry. Muauahahahahahaahha. That's my intention~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;31 December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; Curve&lt;/span&gt; with the 3 ladies again. And also with &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chian&lt;/span&gt;'s 3 other friends &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dont really remember their names)&lt;/span&gt;. Had dinner in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Manhattan Fish Market&lt;/span&gt; @ &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Ikano&lt;/span&gt;. Coz all the restaurants were so full!!! There's long queue in all the restaurants! Me so wanted to eat @ &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Italiannes&lt;/span&gt;. But tooo baddddd. Travis was there too with Yanting and Leng. From Ikano went over to &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Cineleisure&lt;/span&gt;. Wanted to meet up Travis coz he had something to pass to me to his friend. Took us super long to get from the&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt; Street&lt;/span&gt; into Cineleisure. Kena sprayed like hell. Was lost with they all coz I met Yanting in Cineleisure. Super difficult to contact them. Network was so so super busy. My advice is - Stick with ur frenz during NYE because u can never get to call them if u're lost. Cant even sms. It's almost 12am so we went to the back of Cineleisure. There were fireworks in One U~!!! Like 5 minutes. After that, on top of our heads, there were fireworks!!!!!!!! First time looked at fireworks from such a close distance!!!!!!!!! Our necks were so tired. LOL. Coz we had to lift our heads up and the fireworks lasted for so so long!! 15 minutes I guess. After the fireworks, it was a huge spray fight. Sprayed at each other madly!! Even sprayed by strangers! LOL. The whole body was so sticky and wet. My hair all stick together. After the spraying fight, went &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Holly's Coffee&lt;/span&gt; to have some drinks. Left around 1am plus and we &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(me, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Jee&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Jien&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; were stuck in the parking lot for 45 minutes!!!! Terrible right.... I had a really great countdown with my dear friends~! Love it~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;1st Jan &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sleep for like an hour then had to get up to work. So darn sleepy while working. ZZZZzzzzZZzzzz. Took an hour nap after work. Went for a latenight movie in &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;One U&lt;/span&gt; with Yanting. Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Enchanted&lt;/span&gt;~~~ I wanted to watch it so so long time ago!!! Finally got to watch it. A great movie~~ Love fairy tale story. Hehehehehehe. Coz I dont have a fairy-tale-love in my real life. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;2nd Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Might go to visit my friends' baby tonight~ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It's such a hot weather today!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;That's all for my updates~ Will post up some pics as soon as I get them from &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Chian&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Happy New Year everyone~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-3689606803087462476?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/3689606803087462476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=3689606803087462476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3689606803087462476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/3689606803087462476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-time-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R3s3aabCjHI/AAAAAAAAAWg/lEShESgZS1g/s72-c/Sky+Bar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-8793346509768918219</id><published>2007-12-26T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:15:12.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Feel like I dont know much things bout u guys. Such an outcast. Whenever I asked what happened, u all like dont really feel like telling me. Keep everything short. Straight to the point. Dont really know the stories inside. Tired of asking then. Just listen, smile and keep my mouth shut. Dont wanna be like pathetic kitten waiting for people to throw their unwanted food to me. Wanna tell the stories then I'll listen. If dont want, I wont go 'why why why?? what happened wat happened?? tell me tell me!!' anymore. Keep on begging people to tell me stuff. So pathetic huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-8793346509768918219?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/8793346509768918219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=8793346509768918219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8793346509768918219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/8793346509768918219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/feel-like-i-dont-know-much-things-bout.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-1597305402108594226</id><published>2007-12-26T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:00:23.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Merry Christmas People!!!! I know it's 12.35am right now but I'm still in x'mas mood. Coz just went out to celebrate with two blurries - Jee Keng &amp;amp; Jien as well as the piglet - Chian. Teehee. Jee Keng is as blur as always. She defensed herself saying that she &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alert when she was still kiddy. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt;. Wat a good defense huh~ We all laughed til stomache when she said like that. Jien, dont think she's rounder alr. Still that blur. Wat to do. It's one of her personalities. Difficult to change lerrr. Chian, still that fair. Still the only one who brings camera to any occassion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We went One U ytd and had brunch in Good Evening Bangkok. Went up to Upper Roof after brunch coz Jee wanna play baseball. She laughed at an aunty who tripped when she was hitting the ball!!! Dam bad right!!! But nvm. At least she is alert that someone tripped and she laughed immediately. Not like 230 seconds later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We had shabu shabu just now in Hartamas then headed to Souled Out. Had our camera session there. Two ppl were using Chian's cam and the other two were using her brand new mobile. Touch screen miah. Super canggih. We are meeting again on the 31st. To count down!!!!!! But I need to work the next day. Sigh. So cannot overnight in Jien's house. Cannot force her to sleep on her toilet bowl. Will see how by then~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;At least this year's x'mas I'm not alone~~~!!! Actually, I'm not alone in every year x'mas. Kekekekekke. Not that pathetic to that extend larrrrr. Coz I dislike loneliness especially during celebration like this. I need to stick to people. Fortunately, we all are single-s now. At least I'm not that lonely one. Teehee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This was how my leg looked like for two days. Dont know how I hurted it and it swollen. It was dam painful kayzzzz. Summore I need to work for  my mum. Whenever I moved my leg, it hurted like hell. Pain til u feel like crying that kinda pain. After work, mummy brought me to the doctor. It was even more painful when he massaged my leg!!! Felt like kicking his tummy!! He asked me not to look. From that moment, I knew that he was going to&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'klik klak'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; my leg. When I was looking somewhere else trying to get myself out of the sight of my leg, I heard &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'klik klak'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SO PAINFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No kidding man!!!!!! In the end, my leg became like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R3EwsKbCjGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/w9RPYYkx2pY/s1600-h/DuH(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147949384331332706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R3EwsKbCjGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/w9RPYYkx2pY/s320/DuH(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Two days later, which is today, I unwrapped it. DAm itchy man coz two days never wash my right leg. Hhehehehehehehhehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So now, I'm fully recovered!!!! Can go shopping again!!!!! Can fly can jump and can step on my dog with my leg!!!! Yeahhh baybeee!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32879090-1597305402108594226?l=burtiffany.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/feeds/1597305402108594226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32879090&amp;postID=1597305402108594226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1597305402108594226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32879090/posts/default/1597305402108594226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://burtiffany.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-people-i-know-its-12.html' title=''/><author><name>-tiffany-</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16460282273779761769</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/SADj1cFsi8I/AAAAAAAAAd0/QFjytGPm2ug/S220/IMG000109.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R3EwsKbCjGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/w9RPYYkx2pY/s72-c/DuH(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32879090.post-2966800599650225456</id><published>2007-12-21T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T17:37:06.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK PEOPLE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Had a very very great trip in S'pore~~ Due to the great-ness, I gain weight!!! I'm now officially 50 kg!!!! OH MY GOSHHH!!!! I'm so gonna diet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;RIGHT NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yesh!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went lots of places in S'pore. Vivo City, Bugis, Marina Square, Suntec City, China Town, Mount Faber and last but not least, Orchard Road! Passed by Esplanade, Fairy Wheel and future casino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ate many many food! Popiah, Nasi Lemak, Yam Cake, Pumpkin Cake, Tong Sui-s, Dim Sum-s, Kaya Toast, Indonesian meal, Fish ball noodle and lots more!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Clothes there are so DAM freaking cheap!!! Branded stuff are way cheaper over there!!! Even after u convert it to RM. If u dont convert, it's even cheaper! Armani Exchange. Over here, like 100 over for one t-shirt. In S'pore, $ 75 with 50% discount. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;*faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Guess belt. U can take one home with $20. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;*faint again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; According to my aunt, Guess is not considered as branded over there. Levi's here will never ever have discount. In S'pore, all the Levi's shops have up to 50% discount. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;*faint faint faint faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Things there are just so cheap!!!!!!!! Due to this reason, I bought &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;SOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; clothes back. Really &lt;strong&gt;SOME&lt;/strong&gt; only kayzzzz. Not a lot. At least still can fit into my luggage. Hehehehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All people who read my blog have Facebook, and I've uploaded pics there. Means I dont need to upload photos here~~~ Yeahhhh~~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Took me so long to upload these few picssss. =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146350140373764994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pBVN_ULSu8I/R2uCL6bCi4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/zQ1smqKHehs/s320/RIMG0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Vivo City&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div alig
