<?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-2954808427263941347</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:54:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Me Or Hate Me Its Still An Obsession.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>322</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8564536737386916423</id><published>2009-11-21T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T21:54:12.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fave Place</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SxpQhAPS9TI/AAAAAAAABXw/QqbUe2JRBJM/s1600-h/river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SxpQhAPS9TI/AAAAAAAABXw/QqbUe2JRBJM/s400/river.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411726430169134386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chacha cooked for me fried rice. Yes she finally cooked for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sxpl5CdAptI/AAAAAAAABYA/LEqsnM-5fr4/s1600-h/Rice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sxpl5CdAptI/AAAAAAAABYA/LEqsnM-5fr4/s320/Rice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411749932824569554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say, she did suprise me as it tasted damn good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8564536737386916423?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8564536737386916423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-fave-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8564536737386916423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8564536737386916423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-fave-place.html' title='My Fave Place'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SxpQhAPS9TI/AAAAAAAABXw/QqbUe2JRBJM/s72-c/river.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-5395127076722026433</id><published>2009-11-20T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:17:59.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SxpPIFXd0II/AAAAAAAABXo/sbV9ec1xy-4/s1600-h/mushroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 138px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SxpPIFXd0II/AAAAAAAABXo/sbV9ec1xy-4/s400/mushroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411724902537220226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps these are the magical shrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-5395127076722026433?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/5395127076722026433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/shrooms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5395127076722026433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5395127076722026433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/shrooms.html' title='Shrooms'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SxpPIFXd0II/AAAAAAAABXo/sbV9ec1xy-4/s72-c/mushroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1598790842272513525</id><published>2009-11-17T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:57:51.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gummy Dino</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I found the biggest dinosaur gummy yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SwKLwu2tbyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/8ixpZBFYIw4/s1600/Gummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SwKLwu2tbyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/8ixpZBFYIw4/s400/Gummy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405036172125499170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it gets much colder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SwKPsMKWePI/AAAAAAAABXg/vvmSV40ogXA/s1600/Weather.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SwKPsMKWePI/AAAAAAAABXg/vvmSV40ogXA/s400/Weather.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405040492139673842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; 1 T-Shirt, 1 Sweater, 1 Hoodie, 2 Socks &amp; Freezing Fingers &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1598790842272513525?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1598790842272513525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/gummy-dino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1598790842272513525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1598790842272513525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/gummy-dino.html' title='Gummy Dino'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SwKLwu2tbyI/AAAAAAAABXQ/8ixpZBFYIw4/s72-c/Gummy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7353153039721436437</id><published>2009-11-14T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:26:35.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;The temperature is getting better however, we are not really able to go out &lt;br /&gt;that much as it gets really dark very early. As early as 5pm and by 6pm, &lt;br /&gt;it feels like it's 9pm plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv_uPBNGdVI/AAAAAAAABWo/7XDM_rTdr3M/s1600-h/5pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv_uPBNGdVI/AAAAAAAABWo/7XDM_rTdr3M/s400/5pm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404300019656717650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv_zGVjdTqI/AAAAAAAABXA/p2CDm5l8KU8/s1600-h/pukka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv_zGVjdTqI/AAAAAAAABXA/p2CDm5l8KU8/s400/pukka.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404305368058515106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; 1 T-Shirt, 1 Sweater, 1 Hoodie &amp; 2 Socks. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7353153039721436437?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7353153039721436437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/5pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7353153039721436437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7353153039721436437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/5pm.html' title='5pm'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv_uPBNGdVI/AAAAAAAABWo/7XDM_rTdr3M/s72-c/5pm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1506919319064407541</id><published>2009-11-13T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:36:45.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chosen One</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_fPV13lKm4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0_fPV13lKm4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; 1 Tshirt, 1 Sweater, 2 Hoodies &amp; 2 Socks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1506919319064407541?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1506919319064407541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/chosen-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1506919319064407541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1506919319064407541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/chosen-one.html' title='The Chosen One'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4201144317338411055</id><published>2009-11-12T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T19:18:39.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penneys</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt; As the weather was pretty good, me and Sash decided to head to town &lt;br /&gt;to shop at Penneys which is a departmental store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1AHnA34xI/AAAAAAAABVA/mUqI3QAnQ0s/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1AHnA34xI/AAAAAAAABVA/mUqI3QAnQ0s/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403545627390370578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1GTtORSFI/AAAAAAAABV4/lGKoCDBp1bk/s1600-h/2.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1GTtORSFI/AAAAAAAABV4/lGKoCDBp1bk/s400/2.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403552432285370450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1AH3eu1UI/AAAAAAAABVQ/s1fHwZW7yZY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1AH3eu1UI/AAAAAAAABVQ/s1fHwZW7yZY/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403545631810573634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1AIDQQ2sI/AAAAAAAABVY/O0xsSyTb-2M/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1AIDQQ2sI/AAAAAAAABVY/O0xsSyTb-2M/s400/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403545634971114178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1G-uEEBdI/AAAAAAAABWA/HMbwzqaHIQ8/s1600-h/5.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1G-uEEBdI/AAAAAAAABWA/HMbwzqaHIQ8/s400/5.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403553171245368786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1BB-Nd5xI/AAAAAAAABVw/izS6cfynanQ/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1BB-Nd5xI/AAAAAAAABVw/izS6cfynanQ/s400/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403546630049621778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1Mgq8ju2I/AAAAAAAABWI/7FxXkbm_ff4/s1600-h/bangles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1Mgq8ju2I/AAAAAAAABWI/7FxXkbm_ff4/s400/bangles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403559252082277218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage done:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv_jdYoDhYI/AAAAAAAABWg/KrAgiJx1uvI/s1600-h/receipt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv_jdYoDhYI/AAAAAAAABWg/KrAgiJx1uvI/s400/receipt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404288171834049922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, we had some really good home-made vege food on Monday and heres the pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1QWF9uauI/AAAAAAAABWQ/ZjF63AB_AYo/s1600-h/potato+curry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1QWF9uauI/AAAAAAAABWQ/ZjF63AB_AYo/s400/potato+curry.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403563468402879202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; 1 T-Shirt &amp; 2 Hoodies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4201144317338411055?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4201144317338411055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/penneys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4201144317338411055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4201144317338411055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/penneys.html' title='Penneys'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sv1AHnA34xI/AAAAAAAABVA/mUqI3QAnQ0s/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4540131336029408294</id><published>2009-11-08T14:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:36:43.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>View</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;The weather is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold we can barely go anywhere though we had plans to hit&lt;br /&gt;the bar on Saturday day. Instead we decided to stay indoors watch movies&lt;br /&gt;and series on Sash's laptop and also play monopoly till early morning.&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't slept well probably due to jet lag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here are the views outside my room window and also outside&lt;br /&gt;the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvqjVoXSNeI/AAAAAAAABUY/yuNuf81QdzM/s1600-h/View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 121px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402810294991992290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvqjVoXSNeI/AAAAAAAABUY/yuNuf81QdzM/s400/View.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvrKndHbNSI/AAAAAAAABUw/QkqwK_NfPoo/s1600-h/river67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402853482163811618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvrKndHbNSI/AAAAAAAABUw/QkqwK_NfPoo/s400/river67.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, my sister cooked me dinner!&lt;br /&gt;She made me Chicken Tikka with Rice &amp;amp; Pappadams while Morgan made some&lt;br /&gt;Muffins for desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was soo good! I think with food like this, I can so see myself gaining&lt;br /&gt;weight before heading back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvrT63vNRAI/AAAAAAAABU4/a-c3LocS5hE/s1600-h/Chickentikka+%26+Muffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 369px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402863711332156418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvrT63vNRAI/AAAAAAAABU4/a-c3LocS5hE/s400/Chickentikka+%26+Muffin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 T-Shirt, 1 Sweater &amp;amp; 3 Hoodies &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4540131336029408294?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4540131336029408294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/view.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4540131336029408294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4540131336029408294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/view.html' title='View'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvqjVoXSNeI/AAAAAAAABUY/yuNuf81QdzM/s72-c/View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-9039451949548560406</id><published>2009-11-06T23:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T17:59:23.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Cork, Ireland</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;After travelling for almost 24 hours I finally made my way to Cork, Ireland &lt;br /&gt;in one piece, with my hand luggage and checked-in luggage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flight from Singapore to London was so boring as my entertainment &lt;br /&gt;set was not working. Also as my seat was close to the kitchen, there &lt;br /&gt;was a funky smell coming from it almost every 3 hours. But thank god &lt;br /&gt;one of the Angmoh stewards was smelling so good that each time he walked &lt;br /&gt;past my seat area I could breathe into some comforting smell that made &lt;br /&gt;me almost smile to myself like a cuckoo suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transiting in London was a total bitch but I am really proud of myself &lt;br /&gt;for reaching Cork safely without asking anyone for directions and &lt;br /&gt;especially making it through London airport where the security was &lt;br /&gt;the worse with Hitler look-alike custom officers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes I amuse myself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had never been so happy to see my sister and her hubby when I finally &lt;br /&gt;reached Cork airport after travelling for almost 24 hours and countless &lt;br /&gt;amount of security checks. The first I realised when I stepped out of &lt;br /&gt;the airport was how fucking cold the weather was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As cab rides are freaking expensive over here, we then took a bus ride &lt;br /&gt;to Cork City Parnell Bus Interchange and then we took a cab to Midleton &lt;br /&gt;which cost us almost 35 Euro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvnBHW-4Y_I/AAAAAAAABUA/FxQ2INwpkjE/s1600-h/DAY1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvnBHW-4Y_I/AAAAAAAABUA/FxQ2INwpkjE/s400/DAY1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402561560180188146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the travelling felt so worth when I finally reached their house. &lt;br /&gt;I'm inlove with their 2-storey house. It gives you a feeling like you &lt;br /&gt;are in some holiday chalet. Their bedrooms and the bathroom in on the first &lt;br /&gt;floor and their hall, dinning area and kitchen is on the 2nd storey, upstairs. &lt;br /&gt;Felt kinda pretty weird for me when I first stepped in but now I am &lt;br /&gt;starting to quite like this layout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After unpacking my bag alittle, we then headed down to their huge superstore &lt;br /&gt;called &lt;b&gt;Tesco&lt;/b&gt; to get some stuffs that I would need. I could roam in Tesco&lt;br /&gt;for hours with the amount of cool stuffs they have in there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a welcome dinner, Morgan cooked me some addictive, fah-boh-loh-soh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beef Lasagna&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvnSdL43Y5I/AAAAAAAABUQ/iBkfWFVcS8E/s1600-h/beef+lasagna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvnSdL43Y5I/AAAAAAAABUQ/iBkfWFVcS8E/s400/beef+lasagna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402580626856960914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, I was a super-khushi girl shivering my ass off under 1 &lt;br /&gt;T-Shirt and 2 hoodie jackets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-9039451949548560406?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/9039451949548560406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-cork-ireland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/9039451949548560406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/9039451949548560406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-cork-ireland.html' title='Hello Cork, Ireland'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SvnBHW-4Y_I/AAAAAAAABUA/FxQ2INwpkjE/s72-c/DAY1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6183331458761015365</id><published>2009-10-31T02:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:54:05.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye Wiley</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;Here are some of the sweet farewell gifts received &lt;br /&gt;from my colleagues in Wiley. I'm surely not gonna be missin' &lt;br /&gt;the work load but I would definitely miss some of the people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Su_4nRIAXJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/zOWSUzHmyK0/s1600-h/mika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Su_4nRIAXJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/zOWSUzHmyK0/s200/mika.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399807831736081554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Su_3TkXWU3I/AAAAAAAABTI/X7sFGVOVmGA/s1600-h/b.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Su_3TkXWU3I/AAAAAAAABTI/X7sFGVOVmGA/s200/b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399806393791697778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Su_5AkaJzRI/AAAAAAAABTg/vEHPSM4QgCU/s1600-h/03112009167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Su_5AkaJzRI/AAAAAAAABTg/vEHPSM4QgCU/s400/03112009167.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399808266409200914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mika is a sheep that belongs to Esther and it was one thing that I was&lt;br /&gt;going to miss the most in Wiley. Knowing what a super-major crush I had&lt;br /&gt;on him, Esther gave him to me as a farewell gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the promise I gave her in return:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I, Chitra&lt;br /&gt;Take Mika&lt;br /&gt;To be my besttu-frienddu&lt;br /&gt;From this day forward&lt;br /&gt;To have and to hold in my hand baggage&lt;br /&gt;To go through Angmoh crowds and unknown sign boards&lt;br /&gt;For the better for worse&lt;br /&gt;For the warm and the cold&lt;br /&gt;In flu, cold and in health&lt;br /&gt;To love &amp; to cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till a lost hand baggage do us part …&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as mention in my farewell message to them, received &lt;br /&gt;farewell gifts will not be returned in the event I was to return &lt;br /&gt;back to the company after my holiday in Ireland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6183331458761015365?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6183331458761015365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-wiley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6183331458761015365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6183331458761015365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/goodbye-wiley.html' title='Goodbye Wiley'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Su_4nRIAXJI/AAAAAAAABTQ/zOWSUzHmyK0/s72-c/mika.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1287056014587732206</id><published>2009-10-24T14:56:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T21:51:37.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pukka!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I have been wanting to give him a wash for a long time &lt;br /&gt;and I thought today shall be the day. Tho I felt so bad &lt;br /&gt;to put him inside the washing machine, I didnt quite have &lt;br /&gt;a choice. Worried that he might be torn apart during the process, &lt;br /&gt;I literally sat by the washing machine for a full 23 minutes &lt;br /&gt;just to ensure that he was in one piece by the end of the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLu24vgYxI/AAAAAAAABPY/PVUjWaMltDw/s1600-h/DSC01585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLu24vgYxI/AAAAAAAABPY/PVUjWaMltDw/s320/DSC01585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396137930255262482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLu3PwwSII/AAAAAAAABPg/574jugd1Wrc/s1600-h/DSC01587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLu3PwwSII/AAAAAAAABPg/574jugd1Wrc/s320/DSC01587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396137936434514050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLvOuX8pgI/AAAAAAAABPw/7WDKgMjmLxI/s1600-h/DSC01594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLvOuX8pgI/AAAAAAAABPw/7WDKgMjmLxI/s320/DSC01594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396138339788957186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLwQd_0C3I/AAAAAAAABP4/IWgjhRyzKfo/s1600-h/DSC01595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLwQd_0C3I/AAAAAAAABP4/IWgjhRyzKfo/s200/DSC01595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396139469264128882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLwQ5TBjEI/AAAAAAAABQA/E_zLnBmXHC0/s1600-h/DSC01603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLwQ5TBjEI/AAAAAAAABQA/E_zLnBmXHC0/s200/DSC01603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396139476592462914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLx79BF5eI/AAAAAAAABQI/G30LNXJxHmA/s1600-h/DSC01612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLx79BF5eI/AAAAAAAABQI/G30LNXJxHmA/s200/DSC01612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396141315836995042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLx8bfYiDI/AAAAAAAABQQ/z_DDCfOsLbQ/s1600-h/DSC01613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLx8bfYiDI/AAAAAAAABQQ/z_DDCfOsLbQ/s200/DSC01613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396141324017109042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLx8hc67cI/AAAAAAAABQY/-ALc7FOVMZc/s1600-h/DSC01658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLx8hc67cI/AAAAAAAABQY/-ALc7FOVMZc/s200/DSC01658.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396141325617393090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuMBsEZ2PlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/rGLwZGFQfFk/s1600-h/DSC01639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuMBsEZ2PlI/AAAAAAAABSQ/rGLwZGFQfFk/s200/DSC01639.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396158635128012370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4l-LTCvI/AAAAAAAABQg/fq3LwEvcjIg/s1600-h/DSC01660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4l-LTCvI/AAAAAAAABQg/fq3LwEvcjIg/s200/DSC01660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396148634772507378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4mYZ_hUI/AAAAAAAABQo/G0R4B91PM7Q/s1600-h/DSC01650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4mYZ_hUI/AAAAAAAABQo/G0R4B91PM7Q/s200/DSC01650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396148641813464386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4m2bVMpI/AAAAAAAABQw/B4DfOB8s2gQ/s1600-h/DSC01690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4m2bVMpI/AAAAAAAABQw/B4DfOB8s2gQ/s200/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396148649872142994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuMDAxeupFI/AAAAAAAABSY/xQ3MT8BcjWY/s1600-h/DSC01603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuMDAxeupFI/AAAAAAAABSY/xQ3MT8BcjWY/s200/DSC01603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396160090337092690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4nkztoGI/AAAAAAAABRA/C_0hm_3ZkUM/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL4nkztoGI/AAAAAAAABRA/C_0hm_3ZkUM/s200/DSC01701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396148662322438242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5WnNJt3I/AAAAAAAABRI/JiCWRejyJt8/s1600-h/DSC01707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5WnNJt3I/AAAAAAAABRI/JiCWRejyJt8/s200/DSC01707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149470419859314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5W0SHhiI/AAAAAAAABRQ/QvYRbxMS0ds/s1600-h/DSC01712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5W0SHhiI/AAAAAAAABRQ/QvYRbxMS0ds/s200/DSC01712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149473930348066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5XBmUEcI/AAAAAAAABRY/W3LmKmTUEZ8/s1600-h/DSC01714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5XBmUEcI/AAAAAAAABRY/W3LmKmTUEZ8/s200/DSC01714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149477504717250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5Xwsl_LI/AAAAAAAABRo/dJ4XnjTozQM/s1600-h/DSC01726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5Xwsl_LI/AAAAAAAABRo/dJ4XnjTozQM/s200/DSC01726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396149490147523762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL56FJj91I/AAAAAAAABRw/-0NVPcF0gMQ/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL56FJj91I/AAAAAAAABRw/-0NVPcF0gMQ/s200/DSC01728.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396150079753287506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5644zv2I/AAAAAAAABSA/_zOHPIRuEio/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL5644zv2I/AAAAAAAABSA/_zOHPIRuEio/s200/DSC01732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396150093641662306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL57RiwdII/AAAAAAAABSI/JFNTzAZxA8o/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuL57RiwdII/AAAAAAAABSI/JFNTzAZxA8o/s200/DSC01733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396150100260058242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god, he came out all fine. Super clean, pink &amp; white!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super khushi Pukka &amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1287056014587732206?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1287056014587732206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/pukka.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1287056014587732206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1287056014587732206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/pukka.html' title='Pukka!'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuLu24vgYxI/AAAAAAAABPY/PVUjWaMltDw/s72-c/DSC01585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1632176767961418216</id><published>2009-10-22T20:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:28:45.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instructions For Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;1. Life's metaphors are God's instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;2. You have just climbed up and and above the roof. &lt;br /&gt;There is nothing between you and the Infinite. &lt;br /&gt;Now, let go.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The day is ending. It's time for something that was &lt;br /&gt;beautiful to turn into something else that is beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;Now, let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;4. Your wish for resolution was a prayer. &lt;br /&gt;Your being here is God's response. &lt;br /&gt;Let go, watch the stars come out -- on the outside and on the inside.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. With all your heart, ask for grace, and let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;6. With all your heart, forgive him, forgive yourself, &lt;br /&gt;and let him go.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Let your intention be freedom from useless suffering. &lt;br /&gt;Then, let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;8. Watch the heat of day pass into the cool night. &lt;br /&gt;Let go.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When the karma of a relationship is done, only love remains. &lt;br /&gt;It's safe. Let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;10. When the past has passed from you at last, let go. &lt;br /&gt;Then climb down and begin the rest of your life. With great joy. &lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1632176767961418216?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1632176767961418216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/instructions-for-freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1632176767961418216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1632176767961418216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/instructions-for-freedom.html' title='Instructions For Freedom'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6176075599375235802</id><published>2009-10-16T20:08:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T10:32:31.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16.10.2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuGz95Gf2xI/AAAAAAAABN4/VSCiO1WDym0/s1600-h/maxpayne.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuGz95Gf2xI/AAAAAAAABN4/VSCiO1WDym0/s400/maxpayne.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395791704448031506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ıɐɐɯɐʎısɐƃɐɹ lɐuuos ǝʎılǝʌ&lt;br /&gt;ǝʎǝǝu ıɐɐɹıƃnɥʇɹɐun lıɾuǝu uǝ&lt;br /&gt;ɯnlɐɐɥʇıɐɹɐɯ uɐɐu lɐɯɐllos&lt;br /&gt;ɯnpıʌ ıʇɐɐʞ ıɐuuǝ lɐƃıuɐɯ uıuuɐʞ uǝ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6176075599375235802?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6176075599375235802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/16102008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6176075599375235802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6176075599375235802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/16102008.html' title='16.10.2008'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuGz95Gf2xI/AAAAAAAABN4/VSCiO1WDym0/s72-c/maxpayne.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7542072683063901597</id><published>2009-10-13T20:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:34:27.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMS Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;What do you do when your mobile network fails on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/StRzoMnAiXI/AAAAAAAABNY/Z03D3NsNolg/s1600-h/SMS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/StRzoMnAiXI/AAAAAAAABNY/Z03D3NsNolg/s400/SMS.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392061788286126450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I refuse to even think that the fault may lie on my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7542072683063901597?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7542072683063901597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/sms-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7542072683063901597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7542072683063901597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/sms-problem.html' title='SMS Problem'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/StRzoMnAiXI/AAAAAAAABNY/Z03D3NsNolg/s72-c/SMS.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6366765572013033792</id><published>2009-10-11T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:32:29.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweets For My Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;This is the 3rd weekend that I have been so busy and I know for a fact &lt;br /&gt;that next week or the next after isn't going to get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had people over painting the whole house the week before &lt;br /&gt;and last week they were finshing the job and varnishin the doors. &lt;br /&gt;This week I was helping my mom clean the windows and clear other stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;I have not even touched on my packing at all and I am not talking &lt;br /&gt;about packing for a one week holiday or a one month holiday. &lt;br /&gt;I still wont be able to start my packing as I have one more week&lt;br /&gt;to help my mom out with the cleaning and for the offical day so I &lt;br /&gt;can only start after Deepavali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can still remember last year's Deepavali so clearly &lt;br /&gt;and yet it's here again so soon. Well, I haven't really been a big &lt;br /&gt;fan of Deepavali for the past couple of years probably because I tend &lt;br /&gt;to get reminded of alot of unpleasant memories and I know this year &lt;br /&gt;isn't going to be any better as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, these are the cookies for this year's celebration. &lt;br /&gt;Something new, something tasty &amp; sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/StFbyoeA0DI/AAAAAAAABNA/U2xnrtrwgtc/s400/Cookez.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391191154354081842" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6366765572013033792?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6366765572013033792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweets-for-my-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6366765572013033792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6366765572013033792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/sweets-for-my-sweet.html' title='Sweets For My Sweet'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/StFbyoeA0DI/AAAAAAAABNA/U2xnrtrwgtc/s72-c/Cookez.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6947627468428798285</id><published>2009-10-05T17:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:45:52.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Billie Jean Can Never Be Your Lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFwnnwdtLyg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FFwnnwdtLyg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="460" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now finally understand why MJ had to die suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color= ffffff&gt; Yeah, &lt;b&gt;Rock On&lt;/b&gt; but hopefully next time in your dreams only.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color= ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6947627468428798285?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6947627468428798285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/billie-jean-can-never-be-your-lover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6947627468428798285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6947627468428798285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/billie-jean-can-never-be-your-lover.html' title='Billie Jean Can Never Be Your Lover'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8145266314267965367</id><published>2009-10-03T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T07:40:03.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;It's your birthday time again;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;It's true, there's no denying,&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another year has come and gone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;You know that I’m not lying.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for you, the birthday person,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;Here's what I want to say:&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this birthday's the best one yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;In every delightful way.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy birthday to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;Have lots of birthday fun&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your birthday wishes all come true,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;Even if you have a ton.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8145266314267965367?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8145266314267965367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8145266314267965367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8145266314267965367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3406742547303841941</id><published>2009-10-02T00:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T20:17:23.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark His Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I was browsing through my favorite &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;CLEO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; magazine and was looking for the &lt;br /&gt;horoscope page when I thought I saw a familiar face in one&lt;br /&gt;of the pages as I flipped through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I realised. It was &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Makku&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SsbVsAjbKII/AAAAAAAABM4/8VxqD_aF9Jw/s1600-h/03102009144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SsbVsAjbKII/AAAAAAAABM4/8VxqD_aF9Jw/s400/03102009144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388228956234918018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Weee weeet!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3406742547303841941?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3406742547303841941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/mark-his-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3406742547303841941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3406742547303841941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/10/mark-his-words.html' title='Mark His Words'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SsbVsAjbKII/AAAAAAAABM4/8VxqD_aF9Jw/s72-c/03102009144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1262964549096873788</id><published>2009-10-01T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T02:47:00.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore To Ireland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SsNhd-igF_I/AAAAAAAABMw/iVeJvCejhvA/s1600-h/Cork.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 122px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SsNhd-igF_I/AAAAAAAABMw/iVeJvCejhvA/s400/Cork.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387256746897053682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1262964549096873788?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1262964549096873788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/singapore-to-ireland.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1262964549096873788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1262964549096873788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/singapore-to-ireland.html' title='Singapore To Ireland'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SsNhd-igF_I/AAAAAAAABMw/iVeJvCejhvA/s72-c/Cork.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8751821147818504305</id><published>2009-09-28T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:49:00.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truth About Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.Love Is Complicated.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have been conned by the romance movies and novels.&lt;br /&gt;No, love was never meant to be complicated. &lt;br /&gt;It is meant to be something simple which gives you happiness. &lt;br /&gt;If you find it complicated, then something is terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.Teen Drinking Is Very Bad.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you shouldn't drink at the age when you have less commitments and worries &lt;br /&gt;are you supposed to wait till you are over 30 when you have much more &lt;br /&gt;commitments, more worries and loans? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color = CC6699&gt;Gee now that makes total sense, doesn't it? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font color = CC6699&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.Chocolates Makes You Fat.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not if you skip your breakfast, lunch and dinner for a chocolate bar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color = CC6699&gt;Now hand me over my boost chocolate bar and nobody gets hurt!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font color = CC6699&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.Love Is Blind.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. The next time you are going over to meet your lover, have your hair &lt;br /&gt;done up like you are a typhoon survivor with a boogie sticking out your nostril. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = CC6699&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me know how that works out for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font color = CC6699&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.Money Makes You Happy.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True. But only if you win the money through lottery or you are born into a rich family where you didn’t have to do anything for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = CCCCCC&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Money &lt;/strong&gt;=(&lt;strong&gt;Work x Time&lt;/strong&gt;)- &lt;strong&gt;Living Expense &lt;/strong&gt;+ &lt;strong&gt;Bills&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Entertainment&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More Money &lt;/strong&gt;=(&lt;strong&gt;More Work x More Time&lt;/strong&gt;) – &lt;strong&gt;Living Expense&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Bills&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Medical Bills&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even More Money&lt;/strong&gt; =(&lt;strong&gt;Even More Work x Even More Time&lt;/strong&gt;)– &lt;strong&gt;Living Expense &lt;/strong&gt;+ &lt;strong&gt;Bills&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Food&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Hospital Bills&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font color = CCCCCC&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = 999999&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;Eat&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Sleep&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Enjoy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donkey&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;Eat&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;Donkey&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Enjoy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Enjoy&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;Donkey&lt;/strong&gt; + &lt;strong&gt;Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Human That Don't Enjoy&lt;/strong&gt; = &lt;strong&gt;Donkey That Work&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font color = 999999&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = CC6699&gt;Eeeyorh - Eeeyorh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color = CC6699&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.It's Not Right For Ladies To Get Down On The First Date.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it is not ethical. So, wait till you done with couple of dates, &lt;br /&gt;braced through boring phone conversations for over a year only to point &lt;br /&gt;and laugh till you roll off the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.Love Makes The World Go Around.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So does alcohol when you have too much of it while suffering a heart-break.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.Laughter Is The Best Medicine.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, even if you just have been diagnosed with an illness which probably has the most alphabets and god knows how the hell to even pronounce it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color = CC6699&gt;Before you know it, you might die from hippopotomonstrosesquipedaliophobia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font color = CC6699&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so amused by this lame statement, I am speechless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color = CC6699&gt;Oh well, fuck you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font color = CC6699&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.What Goes Around Comes Around.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effect may not be so soon. Perhaps when you are in your late eighties &lt;br /&gt;sick to the core till you need to be on a life support system, your maid just &lt;br /&gt;might come over and unplug your system to plug in the vacuum cleaner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8751821147818504305?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8751821147818504305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/truth-about-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8751821147818504305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8751821147818504305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/truth-about-life.html' title='The Truth About Life'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-746147676775287401</id><published>2009-09-24T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:01:53.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songs Over Played On My Player</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;In no random order..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;K Hari – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Mounathaal Kaayam&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/32PMPols/k-hari-mounathaal-kaayam"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Fashion - &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Mar Jaawan&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/VDMkI4LD/shruti-pathak-salim-merchant-mar-jawaan"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;Shabir Feat Mark Bonafide - &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Bedouin Girl&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/-yXfWRAP/shabir-feat-mark-bunafido-bedouin-girl"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;Dinesh K – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Kuruvi&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/jAHoDL6x/dinesh-k-kuruvi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;strong&gt; Akon Featuring Keyshia Cole – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Work It&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/gwHwbYBr/akon-work-it-out-feat-keyshia-cole"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;Luck - &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Jee Lee&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/xvfMe5xD/luck-jee-le"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;Gym Class Heroes Feat The Dream – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Cookie Jar&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/bC_bnopV/gym-class-heroes-feat-the-dream-cookie-jar"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;Jayz &amp; Linkin Park – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Dirt Off Your Shoulder / Lying From You &lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/B3d2XUcB/jay-z-and-linkin-park-dirt-off-your-shoulderlying-from-you"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;Dinesh – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Thamila&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/9gauzrzL/dinesh-thamila"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strong&gt;Akon Featuring Colby Odonis &amp; Kardinal - &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Beautiful&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/xEpM5Quf/akon-akon-feat-colby-odonis-kardinal-beautifulmp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strong&gt;Vaada Raha – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Vaada Raha (Remix)&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/gbHzC336/vaada-raha-vaada-raha-remix"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strong&gt;Taio Cruz – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;She’s Like A Star&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/4FhIJ3fB/taio-cruz-shes-like-a-star"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strong&gt;Rihanna – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Sell Me Candy&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/7cW7r83m/rihanna-sell-me-candy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strong&gt;Kadhalviruz Feat Shreema – &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Stolen My Heart&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   &lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/o8X2CE/music/o7gktapa/kadhalviruz-ft-shreema-stolen-my-heart"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;strong&gt;Mariah Carey Feat. Gucci Mane - &lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;Obsessed Remix&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/tyrone773/music/Ya5XYhft/mariah-carey-feat-gucci-mane-obsessed-remix"&gt;&lt;img src="http://h1.ripway.com/nastythang/play2.JPG" border="0" alt="Listen"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-746147676775287401?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/746147676775287401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/songs-over-played-on-my-player.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/746147676775287401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/746147676775287401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/songs-over-played-on-my-player.html' title='Songs Over Played On My Player'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2508178422802070026</id><published>2009-08-16T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T13:23:05.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Short Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility:visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-15.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" height="320" width="300" style="width:300px;height:320px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-15.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale" /&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"/&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;il=1&amp;channel=360287970210178837&amp;site=widget-15.slide.com"/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p style="white-space:nowrap"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2508178422802070026?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2508178422802070026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2508178422802070026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2508178422802070026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='A Short Trip'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2615556560342044885</id><published>2009-06-17T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:05:12.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sr3ZBoWMb-I/AAAAAAAABMo/hifRUq2StSA/s1600-h/N97+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sr3ZBoWMb-I/AAAAAAAABMo/hifRUq2StSA/s400/N97+image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385699351438585826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SjgpOzyEKJI/AAAAAAAABMg/dAprdp4Cn-M/s1600-h/N97.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I am a happy girl once again! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2615556560342044885?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2615556560342044885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2615556560342044885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2615556560342044885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-new-love.html' title='My New Love'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sr3ZBoWMb-I/AAAAAAAABMo/hifRUq2StSA/s72-c/N97+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-584307260974778158</id><published>2009-06-14T23:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T17:23:00.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I Have Your Number?</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;It hasn't been a good day.&lt;br /&gt;First I haven't been sleeping enough for the past two days. &lt;br /&gt;I only managed to sleep for like 4 hours in total for Friday &amp; Saturday &lt;br /&gt;and now I'm starting to feel really exhausted and drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my palm phone suddenly went cuckooz so I did a soft reset on it. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately that didn't work so I had to do a hard reset on it and now&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck. My touchscreen died on me and now I can't even bypass align &lt;br /&gt;screen to start up my phone. After trying for hours, I have given up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Today marks the death day of my beloved phone.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, totally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now lost 100 over contact numbers, addresses and even &lt;br /&gt;birthday reminders. Being so bad with numbers I can't even remember my &lt;br /&gt;dad's mobile number so as you can figure out, I am offically screwed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-584307260974778158?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/584307260974778158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-i-have-your-number.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/584307260974778158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/584307260974778158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/can-i-have-your-number.html' title='Can I Have Your Number?'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8953219391169189255</id><published>2009-06-13T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:43:42.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Domi</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dominique Fernandez&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SjOaXKs0dGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/kfMAIsn2wOs/s1600-h/DSC01473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SjOaXKs0dGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/kfMAIsn2wOs/s400/DSC01473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346786905418921058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such a cute thing. He gets all excited when he sees someone new&lt;br /&gt;and when he is asked to back-off by his owner he sulks like a little kid that&lt;br /&gt;he didn't get to smell them. He barely barks nor bites and he gets all excited &lt;br /&gt;when you call him. He recently started to not respond to his usual name &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Domi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; but to responds to the name &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Dominique Fernandez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;, &lt;br /&gt;Fernandez being the name of a soccer player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His bestfriend is a &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cat&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by the name of &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dolly&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(which is actually a male cat which got mistaken for a female in the beginning)&lt;br /&gt;and he goes around sniffing his butt and allowing Dolly &lt;br /&gt;sniff him back in return too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SjOdK51oI0I/AAAAAAAABMY/HedFtqI8BM0/s1600-h/DSC01468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SjOdK51oI0I/AAAAAAAABMY/HedFtqI8BM0/s400/DSC01468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346789993268912962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so want a laid back dog like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8953219391169189255?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8953219391169189255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/domi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8953219391169189255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8953219391169189255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/domi.html' title='Domi'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SjOaXKs0dGI/AAAAAAAABMQ/kfMAIsn2wOs/s72-c/DSC01473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1452987183581817105</id><published>2009-06-08T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T18:29:55.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soo Yesterday &amp; Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soo Yesterday:&lt;/font color = FFFFFF&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter account&lt;br /&gt;Watermelon Juice&lt;br /&gt;Polar Chicken Pie&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil 5&lt;br /&gt;Puppy&lt;br /&gt;Jeyam Ravi&lt;br /&gt;Vallvan - Vali Theduthe&lt;br /&gt;Kadhalviruz – Honey &amp; Crazy Girl (Remix)&lt;br /&gt;6 pillows &lt;br /&gt;Cuckoodile!&lt;br /&gt;Oreo Mcflurry &lt;br /&gt;The noisy bird outside my bedroom window&lt;br /&gt;Robert Pattinson&lt;br /&gt;Disconnected friendship with Richard (aka BaBBeaR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Soo Today:&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritating messages &amp; add request on Imeem.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Juice&lt;br /&gt;Blue-berry ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Tom Clancy's Rainbow Six Vegas 2&lt;br /&gt;Chittu/Chikku&lt;br /&gt;Dr Burn – Gangster &lt;br /&gt;Bedouin Girl by Shabir Feat Mark Bonafide&lt;br /&gt;5 pillows &lt;br /&gt;Fwwuench' Fwuoyais'!&lt;br /&gt;Milo McFlurry&lt;br /&gt;Cuckooraches in my kitchen&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Lautner&lt;br /&gt;Connected friendship with Richard (aka BaBBeaR)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;So yesterday till today&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pukka&lt;br /&gt;No facebook &lt;br /&gt;Weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1452987183581817105?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1452987183581817105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-yesterday-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1452987183581817105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1452987183581817105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-yesterday-today.html' title='Soo Yesterday &amp; Today'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-9009610545340031838</id><published>2009-06-04T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:46:57.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horror Film Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;OL&gt; &lt;LI&gt;When it seems that you've finally killed the monster, &lt;br /&gt;never check to see if it's really dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If you find that your house is built upon or near a cemetery, &lt;br /&gt;was once a church used for black masses, had previous inhabitants &lt;br /&gt;who went mad or committed suicide or died in some horrible fashion &lt;br /&gt;or who performed necrophilia or satanic practices, move away immediately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Do not search the basement, especially when the power has just gone out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If your children speak to you in Latin or any other language &lt;br /&gt;which they do not know, or if they speak using a voice other than &lt;br /&gt;their own, do not waste your time asking for their name. Instead &lt;br /&gt;shoot them at once. It will save you a lot of grief in the long run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Note: it's unlikely they'll die easy, so be prepared. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;When you have the benefit of numbers, never go alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If you're searching for something which caused a noise and find &lt;br /&gt;out that it's just the cat, leave the cat alone and leave the room immediately &lt;br /&gt;if you value your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If you're running from the monster, you will most likely &lt;br /&gt;trip or fall. If you are female you surely will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If your car runs out of gas at night, do not go to the nearby &lt;br /&gt;deserted-looking house to phone for help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;When something bad is chasing you, bear in mind that when you &lt;br /&gt;try to start your car, no matter how reliable the vehicle is &lt;br /&gt;normally, you'll have to crank the engine over many times before &lt;br /&gt;it will fire up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;People arriving to rescue you generally get ambushed by the monster, &lt;br /&gt;so don't rely on them as your only means of escape. In fact, expect &lt;br /&gt;to be surprised and delayed by encountering their flayed corpse at some point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Do not call the police as they are either evil and will turn &lt;br /&gt;you in or will not believe you and laugh at you. Either way, &lt;br /&gt;you must handle the problem yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If you are using a gun to combat the all-comsuming evil, &lt;br /&gt;it is a good idea to quickly find a new means of defense, &lt;br /&gt;because no matter how much ammo you have, you'll run out just &lt;br /&gt;before you kill the monster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If you have defeated the monster, pay close attention to the camera, &lt;br /&gt;if it pans away for no apparent reason at all, get the heck out of there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Skeptics are always proved wrong in some horrible, nasty, painful way. &lt;br /&gt;Be a believer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If you are a child, don't panic! Monsters only attack overly horny teenagers. Children can NOT be killed in a movie, only possessed or absorbed. So cheer up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;If you've beaten the monster into a bloody pulp and you're sure he &lt;br /&gt;must be dead, take the opportunity to dismember, burn, eat, blow up or &lt;br /&gt;otherwise utterly destroy him. &lt;/OL&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-9009610545340031838?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/9009610545340031838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/horror-film-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/9009610545340031838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/9009610545340031838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/06/horror-film-wisdom.html' title='Horror Film Wisdom'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7639814586874330988</id><published>2009-05-14T08:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T16:06:29.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;It’s a wet wet morning. &lt;br /&gt;Just on the day I decided to wear a dress it had to rain and&lt;br /&gt;Mom said it was because of the dress. &lt;i&gt;Hmmpff!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;I decided to sell my Fifa 09 to buy a new game.&lt;br /&gt;Especially since I have completed the Resident Evil 5 &lt;br /&gt;on my own and I’m getting bored whenever I am at home. &lt;br /&gt;Though it would only make sense for me to sell that game too, &lt;br /&gt;I still have hopes on playing that game with someone &lt;br /&gt;cause I think the game rocks with two players instead &lt;br /&gt;of just one. But then again I can also play it with my &lt;br /&gt;friend whenever I go over for my gaming sessions. &lt;br /&gt;So, to sell or not to sell I’m still deciding and I can't make up my mind.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started back on reading my last book, Breaking Dawn. &lt;br /&gt;I never really admitted the real reason on why I stopped &lt;br /&gt;reading the book even though I was so hooked to it at one point.&lt;br /&gt;I guess the real reason was because the strong chemistry &lt;br /&gt;and attraction between Edward and Belle was something I &lt;br /&gt;could somehow relate to with someone at one point. &lt;br /&gt;Each time I read the book, I couldn’t stop getting reminded &lt;br /&gt;of those moments and it got pretty painful at one time &lt;br /&gt;especially since things between me and that someone has &lt;br /&gt;taken a drastic 360 degree change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Well, things change and people will eventually change too.&lt;br /&gt;Though I can be quite adaptive to changes, it's the change &lt;br /&gt;on the way people around me behave which is something I still &lt;br /&gt;have a hard time adjusting to. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I asked Cuckoonut the other day, what type of person is he? &lt;br /&gt;The comfort seeker or the change seeker?&lt;br /&gt;He said he was a mix of both and he asked what about me? &lt;br /&gt;I told him I have always been the comfort seeker, whereby &lt;br /&gt;once I’m comfortable with something or someone, I have a &lt;br /&gt;very hard time leaving it or the person. When I do, I always &lt;br /&gt;feel like a little part of me dying inside. Maybe that would &lt;br /&gt;explain why I hate to get too close to people and I always &lt;br /&gt;try to disappear on them. It's not that I don't care or don't &lt;br /&gt;miss them or anything but it's because I'm trying to &lt;br /&gt;lead my life without getting used to having them in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;When he heard this, in return he said he would &lt;br /&gt;always be around. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I say to that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;People who say this to me are the ones who always end &lt;br /&gt;up changing or leaving the fastest. It's these people &lt;br /&gt;who tell me to always be myself and they would probably &lt;br /&gt;love/adore me even more but as time goes by, I can never &lt;br /&gt;be myself with them.  Cause as time changes everything, &lt;br /&gt;I'm left to be judged and misunderstood. My mom said &lt;br /&gt;that's the hardest thing one can go through, and &lt;br /&gt;she noticed that I tend to go through this phrase quite a lot. &lt;br /&gt;But I say that's one of the saddest things one can experience &lt;br /&gt;but it is something I’m learning to get used to. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7639814586874330988?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7639814586874330988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/05/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7639814586874330988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7639814586874330988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/05/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3815560544380720938</id><published>2009-05-12T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:58:20.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I think this post is like super-duper long due. &lt;br /&gt;First I have been kinda busy with work and then I fell sick&lt;br /&gt;like really sick. Then I was struck by the flu and just when I thought&lt;br /&gt;I was recovering, it hit me again like unexpected typhoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just when I was finally done with my flu, (technically maybe 80%&lt;br /&gt;done) I suddenly came down with stomach flu. And trust me this was &lt;br /&gt;seriously bad. Within hours I went from all-good-jumping-about to &lt;br /&gt;high-fever-so-sick-curledupinbed-state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom &amp; Dad had to bring me to a 24-hours clinic and I had to get a jab&lt;br /&gt;and on a bloody sunday night. Despite taking the damn jab, &lt;br /&gt;I was still so sick the next day that my mom had to leave work early &lt;br /&gt;just to come home and feed me lunch. I guess it is at times like this, &lt;br /&gt;you tend to appreciate people who love you unconditionally especially &lt;br /&gt;after seeing the things they would do for you. And sadly it is also&lt;br /&gt;times like this you tend to think about people who probably&lt;br /&gt;don't give a damn about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought having high fever was already bad enough, but on-top of that&lt;br /&gt;I had to have the strangest dream. It felt like I was walking about &lt;br /&gt;blind-folded with my hands bleeding from cuts. As I counted my steps and&lt;br /&gt;I made my way to the bathroom, I saw myself standing infront of the mirror.&lt;br /&gt;I then removed pins from the side of my mouth one by one as I placed them on &lt;br /&gt;the sink top. The thing is, it felt so real it was almost as if&lt;br /&gt;I was astro projecting; grey images, vibrant colors here and there.&lt;br /&gt;That very moment I knew I was dreaming but no matter how hard I tried to&lt;br /&gt;wake up to end the dream it felt like my soul was far away from my body and&lt;br /&gt;I didnt have control over my body nor my movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I managed to wake up, I could feel the pain in my eyes after &lt;br /&gt;straining so hard to look through the small holes from the blindfold, &lt;br /&gt;I could even taste the metal pins in the corner of my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SglvB6QMdvI/AAAAAAAABME/WtjGhiyto1s/s400/Voodoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334917312204797682" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hexed? It surely feels like it. The sudden illness and the dream.&lt;br /&gt;I could be right, I could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But I do believe in magicks and the way it works,&lt;br /&gt;Well, do harm to others and watch it come back to you X3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, besides being sick, I've also been busy re-doin' my room &lt;br /&gt;so I basically didnt have a proper place to even use my laptop &lt;br /&gt;to update my blog. But finally after working on my room for like a week, &lt;br /&gt;it's almost 80% done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bought so many new things. Well, ofcuz since I have been &lt;br /&gt;shopping alot lately. And since I was shopping for my room, &lt;br /&gt;how can I forget candles? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little things that makes &lt;i&gt;my dil go mmmmmmm...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SgltI661RoI/AAAAAAAABL8/VxcWT4G6Tn4/s400/DSC01433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334915233619461762"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way my room looks now - I totally dig it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the main purpose of changing my whole room layout was due to &lt;br /&gt;the sleeping problems I have been having lately and I must say the &lt;br /&gt;efforts have been paid off. Now, my bed tempts me more than anything &lt;br /&gt;or anyone and when I get on it, Hallelujah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did I mention? Most of the items in my room are now in my fave color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3815560544380720938?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3815560544380720938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3815560544380720938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/05/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SglvB6QMdvI/AAAAAAAABME/WtjGhiyto1s/s72-c/Voodoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-936037410685173665</id><published>2009-04-21T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:23:40.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flu</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought my flu couldn't get any much worse than it &lt;br /&gt;already was at 2am this morning as I lied on my bed trying to &lt;br /&gt;breathe through my super-blocked nose. But I was so wrong. &lt;br /&gt;I obviously underestimated the power of flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to go to the doctor once again and this time, &lt;br /&gt;I came back home with much more colorful pills and 2 days MC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Se0zEwQI0RI/AAAAAAAABLc/VdfSRN1aNas/s1600-h/DSC01430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Se0zEwQI0RI/AAAAAAAABLc/VdfSRN1aNas/s400/DSC01430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326970091014246674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what am I supposed to do with the other set of colorful &lt;br /&gt;pills which I got during the first around of my visit to the doc? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should throw it at the stupid evil noisy bird which sits outside &lt;br /&gt;my window so that it would eventually shud-da-fuck-up. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should mix it with some bird food and try to tempt the bird to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;What do birds eat anyway?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the side effect of the pills I promise. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not usually that loco and evil, ruwellie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align='right'&gt;&lt;Font face =Arial font size = 1 font color =fffff&gt;in &amp; out @! 10:44AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Se8MC45p23I/AAAAAAAABL0/UEhbB3YgISg/s1600-h/water2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Se8MC45p23I/AAAAAAAABL0/UEhbB3YgISg/s400/water2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327490127976061810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-936037410685173665?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/936037410685173665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/flu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/936037410685173665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/936037410685173665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/flu.html' title='Flu'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Se0zEwQI0RI/AAAAAAAABLc/VdfSRN1aNas/s72-c/DSC01430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8107733028305686336</id><published>2009-04-19T15:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T18:16:55.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is so long due. Was busy at work first, and then thanks to someone&lt;br /&gt;I got so busy with Resident Evil 5 and then I finally got the fuckin' flu&lt;br /&gt;and fever and I still haven't recovered and it has been 5 days already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seraj got admitted in the hospital on Wednesday which had to be on the day&lt;br /&gt;I was so down with fever and flu and I couldnt even go and visit him.&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to send him a Crabtree &amp; Evelyn biscuit gift basket to put a &lt;br /&gt;smile on him and that boy couldn't stop thanking me after he received it. &lt;br /&gt;But honestly I think that is nuthin' compared to the 100 Ferrero Rochers wrapped&lt;br /&gt;as a bouquet which he gave me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just can't wait to recover soon cause there is so many things&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do, so many people I wanna meet up with, so much fun waiting &lt;br /&gt;for me to come and have a taste of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So little time, so many things to do. But I think I can get used to this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway if you happen to be addicted to Resident Evil like me, hit me.&lt;br /&gt;We can catch em &amp; kill em together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Ser5wwtdaGI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ea4hp2dPoTM/s1600-h/RE5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Ser5wwtdaGI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ea4hp2dPoTM/s400/RE5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326344125423642722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8107733028305686336?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8107733028305686336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8107733028305686336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8107733028305686336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Ser5wwtdaGI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ea4hp2dPoTM/s72-c/RE5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2970413867958608462</id><published>2009-04-06T20:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:56:56.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Imaginary Things&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img1.picturewizard.com/1328E26/0/AG2.JPG" target="_blank"; galleryimg="no"; border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2970413867958608462?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2970413867958608462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/imaginary-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2970413867958608462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2970413867958608462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/imaginary-things.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6179563988141724846</id><published>2009-04-02T23:54:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T08:57:48.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Journals&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I wonder what are the things I would have wrote about if I had a journal &lt;br /&gt;when I was in Primary School. Especially since I seem to express &lt;br /&gt;myself way better in writing and drawing than via talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;I don’t know but somehow when I wanna say something serious, &lt;br /&gt;it never seem to come out right via speech. People usually &lt;br /&gt;misunderstand me that I am being sarcastic (which I used to be) &lt;br /&gt;or they just get the whole wrong idea.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I write out, I feel that I can't quite go wrong with words. &lt;br /&gt;Except that I can't quite show my emotions clearly since it's kinda &lt;br /&gt;tone-deaf and also risking the fact that one wrong use of word can &lt;br /&gt;make the whole statement sound so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Well going back to what if I had a journal in Primary School, &lt;br /&gt;I really do wonder what I might have written in there. &lt;br /&gt;Could I have talked about the Malay store keeper who sold Mee Robus &lt;br /&gt;in the school canteen who I could swear was some serial killer at that time? &lt;br /&gt;Or would I have talked about my tamil teacher who reminded me of a camel? &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I would have talked about my then blur-cock best friend who &lt;br /&gt;looked like a geek with his coke bottle glasses.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really sure but one thing I know for sure is that I surely &lt;br /&gt;would have had a lot of drawings in between my scribbling. &lt;br /&gt;Who can ever forget my cotton looking images which I called them &lt;br /&gt;clouds and colored them in blue? And despite the fact that Sash had&lt;br /&gt;told me couple of times that the sky was blue and that the clouds &lt;br /&gt;were white I've always thought she was an evil-child who was &lt;br /&gt;plain jealous and she had a huge motive behind telling me such a &lt;br /&gt;big-fat-lie.&lt;i&gt; Fine, I was a delusional kid.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;But another thing I know for a fact is that I probably didn’t &lt;br /&gt;have a journal cause I used to rip the pages off the books pretty often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okay, pretty often is maybe not the right term to use so let's say A LOT.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But that wasn’t because I was some psychotic child who had a weird &lt;br /&gt;fetish to go around ripping books apart but it was because I &lt;br /&gt;wanted each and every word that I wrote in a book to be neat and nice. &lt;br /&gt;If one word seemed slightly out of the line, I would look around &lt;br /&gt;to see if anyone is noticing me before I go about happily tearing &lt;br /&gt;the page off the book. I would then crumble the paper and hide it &lt;br /&gt;somewhere till I find a safe trash can. And when I mean safe,&lt;br /&gt;I mean safe from my teachers and my mom.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you are wondering how my school excerise books used &lt;br /&gt;to look like, they were all anorexic looking with decent looking &lt;br /&gt;handwritings. When my teachers ask me why my excerise books looked so &lt;br /&gt;thin, I used to just &lt;i&gt;thiruttu-mooli-mulikkirans&lt;/i&gt; and act like&lt;br /&gt;I must have got conned by the bookstore staff like she sold me a 50-pages&lt;br /&gt;excercise book for the price of a 200-page book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Well, long story made short : I had issues. &lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I think I still do. I still do have the habit &lt;br /&gt;to tear the pages of my books whenever I write something and when it turns &lt;br /&gt;out kinda fugly looking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank god they created blogs!&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6179563988141724846?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6179563988141724846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/journal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6179563988141724846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6179563988141724846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/04/journal.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3177452093872430877</id><published>2009-03-31T12:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:38:57.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Twilight Series&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdGcaZKNMTI/AAAAAAAABKk/k7NLIlEuXfc/s1600-h/2969412023_21b659d82b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 152px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdGcaZKNMTI/AAAAAAAABKk/k7NLIlEuXfc/s400/2969412023_21b659d82b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319204612145492274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = gray&gt;About three things I was absolutely positive. &lt;br /&gt;First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was part of him — and &lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how potent that part might be — that thirsted for my blood. &lt;br /&gt;And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color = gray&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really interested in watching the movie Twilight the moment I &lt;br /&gt;saw the movie trailers but then when I finally got a chance to watch it,&lt;br /&gt;I thought it kinda disappointed me. But that was only until I got my&lt;br /&gt;hands on the books. It honestly blew my mind off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = gray&gt;With shaky legs, ignoring the fact that my &lt;br /&gt;action was useless, I followed him into the forest. The evidence of his &lt;br /&gt;path had disappeared instantly. There were no footprints, the leaves &lt;br /&gt;were still again, but I walked forward without thinking. I could not &lt;br /&gt;do anything else. I had to keep moving. If I stopped looking for him, &lt;br /&gt;it was over. Love, life, meaning… over. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color = gray&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I think this is one of the best books I have ever read so far.&lt;br /&gt;It's like those Harry Porter books which would leave you hooked on it. &lt;br /&gt;And once you have read the books you would think the movie didn't quite&lt;br /&gt;do any justice to the books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = gray&gt;"But if you ever bring her back damaged again — &lt;br /&gt;and I don’t care whose fault it is; I don’t care if she merely trips, &lt;br /&gt;or if a meteor falls out of the sky and hits her in the head — &lt;br /&gt;if you return her to me in less than the perfect condition that I &lt;br /&gt;left her in, you will be running with three legs. &lt;br /&gt;Do you understand that, mongrel?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color = gray&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement never died at all, in fact it only increases as you go&lt;br /&gt;to the next book. I couldn't put the books down as I really needed to &lt;br /&gt;know what was going to happen next. But now it kinda bothers me that&lt;br /&gt;it's all going to be over and it will take a long time before I finally&lt;br /&gt;get to read something as exciting and as good as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = gray&gt;I opened my eyes and found his open, too, staring at my face.&lt;br /&gt;It made no sense when he looked at me that way. &lt;br /&gt;Like I was the prize rather than the outrageously lucky winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color = gray&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3177452093872430877?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3177452093872430877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/03/twlight-series.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3177452093872430877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3177452093872430877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/03/twlight-series.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdGcaZKNMTI/AAAAAAAABKk/k7NLIlEuXfc/s72-c/2969412023_21b659d82b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6088234340069028296</id><published>2009-03-30T20:27:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T09:17:22.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pukka Toy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;Knowing how much I adore my Pukka, someone got me a gift which &lt;br /&gt;looks just like him. Best part this toy even shakes his head &lt;br /&gt;non-stop which can be alittle addictive and it can end up making you &lt;br /&gt;swing your head to the right and left if you looked at it just alittle too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really adorable but here comes the problem. There were some major issues &lt;br /&gt;getting it fixed up. Especially when it came with such intense encrypted instructions&lt;br /&gt;which only a manjen can figure out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cause it's literally translated from mandarin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdBPw4bQJcI/AAAAAAAABKU/symkQ9YLXNE/s1600-h/Image1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 0px 80;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdBPw4bQJcI/AAAAAAAABKU/symkQ9YLXNE/s400/Image1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318838861123560898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdBPwyRXAJI/AAAAAAAABKc/k5IzjGmUqMg/s1600-h/Image2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0px auto 0px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdBPwyRXAJI/AAAAAAAABKc/k5IzjGmUqMg/s400/Image2.JPG" border="0" alt=""BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318838859471454354"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless the China people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would like to upload a video of the Pukka look-alike shaking its head&lt;br /&gt;right to left, but I'm feeling too tired so I shall do it some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, happy figuring out the instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6088234340069028296?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6088234340069028296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/03/pukka-toy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6088234340069028296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6088234340069028296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/03/pukka-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SdBPw4bQJcI/AAAAAAAABKU/symkQ9YLXNE/s72-c/Image1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2465095406895890213</id><published>2009-03-27T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:25:36.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hug&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sc3pGuI1GpI/AAAAAAAABKM/5stfiqSt9kQ/s1600-h/Hug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sc3pGuI1GpI/AAAAAAAABKM/5stfiqSt9kQ/s400/Hug.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318163036667976338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just an image of speech. You don't look like a porcupine, really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2465095406895890213?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2465095406895890213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/03/hug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2465095406895890213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2465095406895890213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/03/hug.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Sc3pGuI1GpI/AAAAAAAABKM/5stfiqSt9kQ/s72-c/Hug.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8631498203190748867</id><published>2009-03-16T23:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:06:38.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Try&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I wish I hadn't seen all of the realness&lt;br /&gt;And all the real people are really not real at all.&lt;br /&gt;The more I learn, the more I know &lt;br /&gt;The more I try, the more I cry&lt;br /&gt;As I say goodbye to the way of life&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had designed for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you standing there,&lt;br /&gt;Wanting more from me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm all I'll ever be&lt;br /&gt;But all I can do is try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the moments that already passed,&lt;br /&gt;We'll try to go back and make them last&lt;br /&gt;All of the things we want each other to be&lt;br /&gt;That is something we never will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's wonderful and that's life&lt;br /&gt;That's you,&lt;br /&gt;And this is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8631498203190748867?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8631498203190748867/comments/default' 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type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rusty&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SXWzlEkFL9I/AAAAAAAABJE/JnN6AAusbKI/s1600-h/DSC01371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 40;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SXWzlEkFL9I/AAAAAAAABJE/JnN6AAusbKI/s200/DSC01371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293334386505494482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SXWz0DnwlPI/AAAAAAAABJM/G53sd4H16_g/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SXWz0DnwlPI/AAAAAAAABJM/G53sd4H16_g/s200/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293334643950523634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7225586833054431024?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7225586833054431024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/01/rusty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7225586833054431024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7225586833054431024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2009/01/rusty.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SXWzlEkFL9I/AAAAAAAABJE/JnN6AAusbKI/s72-c/DSC01371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2563245193264552015</id><published>2009-01-04T02:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:02:28.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pretty Clouds&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that caught my eyes while on my ride to JB today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCoHrWxxwI/AAAAAAAABIE/QgNKIgEjhI8/s1600-h/DSC01340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 10px 60;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCoHrWxxwI/AAAAAAAABIE/QgNKIgEjhI8/s200/DSC01340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287410812383774466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCoYLnCZ9I/AAAAAAAABIM/hJs2aHvDajk/s1600-h/DSC01347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 60 10px 20px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCoYLnCZ9I/AAAAAAAABIM/hJs2aHvDajk/s200/DSC01347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287411095919814610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCo9yt4ADI/AAAAAAAABIU/ixYnI-kA88w/s1600-h/DSC01348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0px 10px 60;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCo9yt4ADI/AAAAAAAABIU/ixYnI-kA88w/s200/DSC01348.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287411742072635442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCpGyHaz6I/AAAAAAAABIc/dIznaYT11iY/s1600-h/DSC01339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 60 10px 20px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SWCpGyHaz6I/AAAAAAAABIc/dIznaYT11iY/s200/DSC01339.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287411896530161570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2563245193264552015?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2563245193264552015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6090343129735404934</id><published>2008-12-27T19:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:02:51.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mistakes not to be repeated in 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neglecting my friends - &lt;i&gt; They are the ones who are always there &lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Closing my life's options - &lt;i&gt; Options are always good &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving it up all for one person's happiness - &lt;i&gt; He/She aint gonna be worth it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking to much effort in anything -  &lt;i&gt; This world is full of people who don't appreciate &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neglecting myself - &lt;i&gt; It should have been about me first &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with other people's moods swings - &lt;i&gt; You can go fuck yourself &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revealing too much about myself to people I presume I can trust - &lt;i&gt; Trust no-one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowing people too close to me - &lt;i&gt; They will only make use of me &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not spending time with Mom, Dad &amp; Pukka - &lt;i&gt;They love me without expecting anythin in return &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trusting people easily - &lt;i&gt; No-one is as nice as they pretend to be &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving in too much - &lt;i&gt; People take too much and give nuthin in return &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lending my friends money - &lt;i&gt; The money never comes back &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting the rule about 50/50 - &lt;i&gt; It's all about give &amp; take&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with people who expect too much - &lt;i&gt; It can't always be about yourself&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No new year's resolution this time, all I hope to do is to avoid&lt;br /&gt;all these mistakes which I've done this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6090343129735404934?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6090343129735404934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009-mistakes-not-to-be-repeated-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6090343129735404934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6090343129735404934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009-mistakes-not-to-be-repeated-in.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6995606405472168364</id><published>2008-12-26T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:10:55.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Christmas&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;Sometimes, its the little things that people do that shows&lt;br /&gt;how much they care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SVTjo58ViTI/AAAAAAAABFU/olA-U-Jwxfw/s1600-h/DSC01287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SVTjo58ViTI/AAAAAAAABFU/olA-U-Jwxfw/s400/DSC01287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284098554700597554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the lovely christmas gifts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6995606405472168364?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6995606405472168364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SuriL4Y8cVI/AAAAAAAABTA/5NSwnq5FwjQ/s72-c/DSC01749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7909271222313387047</id><published>2008-12-19T05:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:50:29.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Like A Boy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I wish I could be a boy for a day,&lt;br /&gt;So that I could understand how the game is being played&lt;br /&gt;I get to put myself first and make the rules as I go,&lt;br /&gt;For it always gets to be my way or no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would make a woman fall madly inlove with me&lt;br /&gt;I would make her tell me how she feels about me&lt;br /&gt;I would show my anger and my mood swings to that girl who loves me&lt;br /&gt;For I will never show it to my friends cause they mean a lot to me&lt;br /&gt;I would take her for granted cause I know she loves me&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do, I know she will always come back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe if I really was a guy for a day&lt;br /&gt;I would be a better person and treat a woman way better,&lt;br /&gt;For I know what a woman goes through and how much it hurts her &lt;br /&gt;to be treated that way by the guy she's madly inlove with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won’t brush her off when she needs to talk,&lt;br /&gt;I won’t tell her I don’t feel like talking and act so cold,&lt;br /&gt;I won’t show her my mood swings and take her for granted,&lt;br /&gt;It would never be always about me especially if she means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;I would tell her what she means to me and not play mind games with her,&lt;br /&gt;I won't change my mind and heart like the way I change my bed sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only women could switch roles and start acting like boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't we all wish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7909271222313387047?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7909271222313387047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/12/like-boy-i-wish-i-could-be-boy-for-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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=Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every girl should read his book called "Catch him &amp; Keep Him". &lt;br /&gt;His book would simply amaze you and make you understand how truly &lt;br /&gt;complicated MEN can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story from him which some girls might find strangely familiar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it damn familiar having to hear this from various of &lt;br /&gt;my girlfriends couple of times and no, this is not one of your story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be alarmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sad little story:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, there was a woman who was very attracted to a particular man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, he was just another good-looking guy but the more she got &lt;br /&gt;to know him, the more she began to feel drawn to him and the more time &lt;br /&gt;she spent with him, the more that attraction grew into a deep &lt;br /&gt;emotional attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there was one problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As her emotional attachment grew stronger and stronger, she also &lt;br /&gt;grew more and more insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she couldn't tell whether or not he felt the same way towards her.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he would talk to her and say things that led her to &lt;br /&gt;believe that they shared a special connection, but nothing ever &lt;br /&gt;progressed past the "friendship" stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was an occasional glance, an occasional email or call from him &lt;br /&gt;and a few times, he even opened up about something personal or emotional,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even shared a secret or two with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something was wrong with the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just wasn't acting like a man who was "falling in love". &lt;br /&gt;He was acting like a friend, but at times, even more distant &lt;br /&gt;than a friend would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And things seemed to run hot and cold. Sometimes he would &lt;br /&gt;call her and talk to her, and sometimes he would ignore her &lt;br /&gt;and close himself off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The insecurity that she felt from all this became a spiral that &lt;br /&gt;amplified itself and the more insecure she became, the more afraid &lt;br /&gt;she grew of "screwing things up" or "scaring him off" by starting &lt;br /&gt;conversations or asking him if he was interested in her and why &lt;br /&gt;he didn't ask her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending days and nights obsessing over this guy, &lt;br /&gt;the woman finally arrived at the conclusion that if he only knew &lt;br /&gt;how SHE FELT, that he would feel the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she made a bold move. She TOLD HIM how she felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She confessed her feelings and let him know that she wanted to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed to respond well to this, and they even kissed &lt;br /&gt;and spent time alone and she felt like some sort of &lt;br /&gt;"breakthrough" had finally happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon after, he quickly withdrew, didn't call her and wasn't &lt;br /&gt;really "available" to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This only confused the woman more. She didn't know how to take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it mean that he really loved her too, but that he was afraid of something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it mean that he wasn't ready for a long-term relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did it mean that she hadn't tried hard enough or really explained &lt;br /&gt;everything she was thinking and feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally decided that she couldn't go on like this anymore &lt;br /&gt;she had to be with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had to make sure that he knew just how much she wanted to be &lt;br /&gt;with him so she took a big step, bought him a symbolic gift and wrote &lt;br /&gt;him a letter again confessing her feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, something unthinkable happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either he didn't reply at all. (Ouch!) Or he didn't respond in the &lt;br /&gt;way she had hoped. In fact, he seemed IRRITATED by her, and maybe &lt;br /&gt;even a little angry.(double ouch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she tried to get in touch with him after that, he told her &lt;br /&gt;he couldn't talk right now, that he was in the middle of something &lt;br /&gt;and he'd "call you back a little later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But DAYS went by, and he never called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the following months, the woman tried desperately to understand &lt;br /&gt;what went wrong and what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story is timeless. It resonates with so many women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Christian Carter said if a man isn't ATTRACTED to a&lt;br /&gt;woman, all of her attempts to share a connection,&lt;br /&gt;convince him to like her, and to feel and share &lt;br /&gt;love will BACKFIRE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, they not only DON'T WORK- &lt;br /&gt;they can actually make things WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They make him run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though a woman might have nothing but the most loving and &lt;br /&gt;positive emotional intentions in the long run, these actually &lt;br /&gt;cause the woman feeling them to do things that make the man pull&lt;br /&gt;away and sometimes for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details on his book, you may refer to:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;u&gt;http://www.CatchHimKeepHim.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always have to be so hard, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Men say women are complicated. &lt;i&gt;Sheeesh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4149790913176653479?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4149790913176653479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/11/catch-him-keep-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4149790913176653479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4149790913176653479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/11/catch-him-keep-him.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8227788020319936620</id><published>2008-11-08T10:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:51:05.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Horror-Scopes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Virgo&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercury is in Jupiter, which is a capital offence in some countries&lt;br /&gt;but Jupiter isn't complaining and neither should you.&lt;br /&gt;You have a tendency to whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Libra&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't value harmony so this is going to be a pretty&lt;br /&gt;miserable week for people who stay around you as hell riders&lt;br /&gt;like you without mufflers on the bikes will be roaring &lt;br /&gt;frequently down Yishun street 72 every night. Please&lt;br /&gt;move to another neighbourhood and stop terrorizing people&lt;br /&gt;around you. Karma will bite your backside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Scorpio&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a relatively quiet week for you. New bands&lt;br /&gt;get all the gigs and you are left standing alone. This&lt;br /&gt;would be the perfect week to meet up with long lost &lt;br /&gt;friends to tangkap in the coffeshop for Teh-O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sagittarus&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fun-loving and out-going nature will get you into trouble&lt;br /&gt;again. Why don't you just grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Capricorn&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are surrounded by pyschos who will keep asking you on a dates.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid them at all times. Looks can be decieving. They may look&lt;br /&gt;like an idiot and sound like an idiot but do not be fooled. &lt;br /&gt;They are idiots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Leo&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to be in the limelight. Your personality&lt;br /&gt;can be overwhelming like the perfume you often wear. &lt;br /&gt;Try to acquire some inhibitions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Aries&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that happens to you this week could happen to you&lt;br /&gt;next week too. So refer back to last weeks horror-scope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cancer&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a serious disease and you should look into it. If&lt;br /&gt;you plan to have children, please try to plan so that they &lt;br /&gt;will not fall under a star sign that sounds like a disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Gemini&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your split personality makes it extremely difficult to make&lt;br /&gt;an accurate forecast for you. So please go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pisces&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things will happen to you this week. They will&lt;br /&gt;vaguely resemble things that happened to you last week and&lt;br /&gt;magically they will also happen the week after. So remember&lt;br /&gt;to do the same things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Taurus&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends can be good for more than fun and games they can &lt;br /&gt;be the greatest therapists you will ever meet in your life. &lt;br /&gt;Just remember that when they offer you their honest feedback &lt;br /&gt;that you look like shit, you probably do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Aquarius&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone, possibly a stranger, will perform an act of kindness so &lt;br /&gt;random that it might leave you feeling a little bit suspicious of them.&lt;br /&gt;You are right. They are only after your money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8227788020319936620?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8227788020319936620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/11/horror-scopes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8227788020319936620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8227788020319936620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/11/horror-scopes.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4448616261637603294</id><published>2008-10-30T23:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:54:29.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Roses, Their No &amp; Their Meanings&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;font color = fffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;A single bloom of red rose&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; love at first sight or "I still love you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;A single rose in any colour&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; indicates simplicity and gratitude &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; mutual feelings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "I love you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "I'm infatuated with you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;9 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "We'll be together forever" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  "You are perfect" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;11 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  "You are My Treasured One" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;12 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  "Be mine!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;13 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "Friends forever" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;15 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  "I'm truly sorry" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;20 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "I'm truly sincere towards you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "I'm dedicated to you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;24 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "Forever yours" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Congratulations &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;36 roses &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "Remembering our romantic times" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;40 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  "My genuine love for you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;50 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Unconditional love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;99 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  "I will love you all the days of my life" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;101 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "I'm completely devoted to you" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;108 roses&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt; "Will you marry me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;999 roses &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"I love you till the end of time" &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4448616261637603294?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4448616261637603294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/roses-their-no-their-meanings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4448616261637603294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4448616261637603294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/roses-their-no-their-meanings.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-420264467311771787</id><published>2008-10-21T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:54:52.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Public Display of Affection&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;I'm okay with the idea of seeing couples hug and kiss each &lt;br /&gt;other in public. I personally feel public display of affection &lt;br /&gt;is alright as long as they keep their limits and not go to &lt;br /&gt;the extend of someone passing a comment for them to get a room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times you will come across loving couples who seem &lt;br /&gt;to be lost in their own world. It is obvious that they are totally &lt;br /&gt;unaware of the people around them and it is more like they just can't &lt;br /&gt;keep their eyes or hands off each other. It's kinda nice to see &lt;br /&gt;such couple at times, because it makes you realise how nice it &lt;br /&gt;would be to have someone to share such special moments and strong &lt;br /&gt;intense chemistry with. They make you wish if you had someone like &lt;br /&gt;that or if you already had someone special you would end up missing&lt;br /&gt;them after seeing the couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, you also have those who show public display on affection&lt;br /&gt;on purpose just to get attention. And I came across one today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way back home after work when I saw this two Indian couples&lt;br /&gt;who walked into the train. It's obvious they are kids, worst they were&lt;br /&gt;wearing their school uniforms. The girl stared at me the minute she stepped&lt;br /&gt;in and I still wonder why. She then pulled her boyfriend and stood &lt;br /&gt;right infront of me almost as tho there was nowhere else to stand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they seemed almost like a perfect couple - you know where the boyfriend is&lt;br /&gt;probably 1.86m tall and the girlfriend is a 1.5 midget. She kept hugging her&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend so tightly and each time she reached to hug her boyfriend, she &lt;br /&gt;literally turned around to look at me as if to check if I was seeing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like them make me feel sad. It's obvious that they have trust issues&lt;br /&gt;with the love ones. But it was kinda cute tho how she thought I actually &lt;br /&gt;gave a damn that she had a ugly boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the whole scene became quite disturbing. And as much as I &lt;br /&gt;tried to look away, having the whole drama going on right infront of me &lt;br /&gt;was abit too hard to ignore. Each time she reached to hug the boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;her school skirt was raising higher and higher and she was obviously&lt;br /&gt;oblivious to that. But soon after a while it became quite entertaining. &lt;br /&gt;It seemed almost like a baby monkey clinging on it's father monkey for &lt;br /&gt;it's dear life. Best part, the bigger monkey was busy checking out&lt;br /&gt;something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like them never fail to amuse me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-420264467311771787?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/420264467311771787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/public-display-of-affection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/420264467311771787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/420264467311771787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/public-display-of-affection.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-5075208226022494718</id><published>2008-10-20T19:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:04:22.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;A Better Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;u&gt;I dream of a better tomorrow where&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chickens will no longer taste so good and I would find them cute. &lt;br /&gt;So that I will stop eating chickens like how I stopped eating lambs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;I hear lambs crying in my head each time I see them dead.&lt;br /&gt;"Baaaaahhhh...."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuckooroaches becomes extinct like the dodo birds. &lt;br /&gt;And I chose to use dodo as an example rather than dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;because just the word dodo makes me laugh now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;DODO!!&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chickens can freely cross the roads and not &lt;br /&gt;have their motives questioned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;&lt;i&gt;Would you like it if everyone was to start asking &lt;br /&gt;you why did YOU cross the road?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will stop being so afraid of butterflies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;&lt;i&gt;They dont have a freakin' mouth to bite.&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crows will stop being such big bullies and share the &lt;br /&gt;food with the pigeons. Or may the pigeons be given the &lt;br /&gt;mighty powers to doo doo on the crows head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Doo doo!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to keep a dog. One just like Russell which loves to &lt;br /&gt;bite me and be bitten by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; I miss him so much &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I dream of a better tomorrow where&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me will be honest that &lt;br /&gt;they are attached and give their better half some respect &lt;br /&gt;instead of going around saying that they are single. &lt;br /&gt;Especially when they have stated in their friendster or &lt;br /&gt;facebook account that they are in a relationship and it's &lt;br /&gt;filled with their girlfriend's ever-so-sweet &lt;br /&gt;comments and testimonials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Please knock first and then go screw yourself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies who are blessed with a nice dude as a boyfriend &lt;br /&gt;would learn to appreciate them and not treat them like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; If you have commitment issues, click&lt;br /&gt;your heels together 3 times &amp; you go girl &amp; don't come back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Everyone I meet will come with a Manual Book titled &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Understanding (The person's Name)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;&lt;i&gt;I promise to take the time to read it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will stop judging me based on what they &lt;br /&gt;read from my blog. They would stop thinking that &lt;br /&gt;they know me just because they read my thoughts &lt;br /&gt;and what I've been through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;&lt;i&gt; You know nuthin’. &lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will stop saying I'm complicated when they &lt;br /&gt;seem more complicated than an algebra equation even &lt;br /&gt;with multiple choice answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Can't even use a calculator how am I to figure you out?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find someone who can sing SaNaSa &lt;br /&gt;in perfect tune with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;&lt;i&gt; To annoy the living daylights off the &lt;br /&gt;people around me. &lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I dream of a better tomorrow where&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will stop acting like &lt;br /&gt;they are sleeping in the trains and give up their &lt;br /&gt;seats to someone who needs it more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;&lt;i&gt; If only I can shake them by the shoulders and&lt;br /&gt;Scream WAKE UP!! &lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will learn to donate more and expect less.&lt;br /&gt;People respect the elders.&lt;br /&gt;People are willing to offer help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; What goes around comes around.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I dream of a better tomorrow where&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me will realise that I'm &lt;br /&gt;like a mirror. I reflect back on what's shown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;&lt;i&gt; When you’re nice, I’m good. &lt;br /&gt;When you're bad, I'm way better. &lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People agree that I am a simple girl living in a &lt;br /&gt;complicated world and surrounded by complicated people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;It's them and not me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People I have ever liked, dated before or had a major crush on &lt;br /&gt;will stop coming back getting all serious about me after &lt;br /&gt;I'm so over them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Now you will never see, just what was &lt;br /&gt;meant to be so don’t come asking me to be the one.&lt;br /&gt;Cause now I know it too, I’ve seen it through it too&lt;br /&gt;You just couldn’t prove to be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can say what I'm thinking and feeling without &lt;br /&gt;holding back so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; Would you think I am a freak if I told you what I honestly feel? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will come a day I can replace Pukka with a real life person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Someone who smiles like a retard just like him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will no longer suffer from philophobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Are you the one who can cure me? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I dream of a better tomorrow where&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stop being the first suspect every time a prank is being played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;It wasn't me. Ruwelliee. I promise upon your underwear?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will genuinely get scared when I take the effort &lt;br /&gt;to hide, sneak and BOO them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Or atleast act scared and put some effort in the acting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me are able to offer me better dares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Play or you will never know. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;I dream of a better tomorrow where&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore wont be so humid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; Make-up is melting too quickly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can take long leave next year to go UK for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; Anyone wanna company me? And I mean company not stalk me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My office will hire cute guys and stop hiring more women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; I’m sick of being surrounded by women. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stop having blur vision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;I will put the lens meant for my right eye on my right eye&lt;br /&gt;and not on my left eye like every other time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pillows will grow hands and legs to crawl back into bed &lt;br /&gt;whenever they fall off my bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt; I can’t get back to sleep each time I wake up&lt;br /&gt;to pick you up&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can replace my 6 pillows with one person and one pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color =561980&gt;Make that 2 pillows.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color =561980&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;If only all these would happen magically. &lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-5075208226022494718?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/5075208226022494718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/better-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5075208226022494718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5075208226022494718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/better-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2304418011614979741</id><published>2008-10-19T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:05:27.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;Khushi is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;1. Falling in love.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Laughing so hard till your face hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;3. Chocolates &amp; Ice-creams.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. No lines at the supermarket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;5. A special glance. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting mail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;7. Getting a F1 wannabe cab driver when you are in a hurry.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Hearing your favourite song on the radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Having 6 pillows all to yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;11. White Daisies &amp; Red roses. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A bubble bath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;13. Giggling. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. A good conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;15. Drinking cold 7-up on a hot day. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Getting a SMS from someone you were thinking of that very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;17. After falling off or tripping laughing at yourself.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Thinking of someone and smiling to yourself like a cuckoonut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;19. Midnight phone calls that last for hours.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Getting wet in the rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Having someone tell you that you're beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;23. Laughing at an inside joke. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;27. The first kiss with someone you have been wanting to kiss for a long time. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;29. Playing with a puppy or a kitten.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Having someone play with your hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;31. Sweet dreams. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Hot milo on a cold day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;33. Having someone bite you lovingly.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Swinging on swings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger and seeing him smile shyly at you. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Making chocolate chip cookies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;37. Having someone hug you from the back lovingly and refusing to let go. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Holding hands with someone you care about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;39. Running into an old friend and getting tight hugs and big kisses from them.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much-desired present from you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;41. Watching the sunrise.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;43. Knowing that somebody misses you especially when you secretly miss them too. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;45. Playing soap bubbles with your loved ones. &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Having a toy that simply puts a smile on your face when you just look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now tell me what makes you happy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2304418011614979741?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2304418011614979741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/happiness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2304418011614979741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2304418011614979741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/happiness.html' title='Happiness'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3795454572786327981</id><published>2008-10-17T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:38.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;I adore bubbles like how a fat kid adores cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My happy Friday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPixLJxjcgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/mTkAdMiAS-c/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPixLJxjcgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/mTkAdMiAS-c/s400/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258147370115494402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPixsYj8uLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/c0Vwm01rAgE/s1600-h/DSC01194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPixsYj8uLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/c0Vwm01rAgE/s400/DSC01194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258147941020645554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPix92pGjsI/AAAAAAAAA9o/d1EfwLJblPE/s1600-h/DSC01196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPix92pGjsI/AAAAAAAAA9o/d1EfwLJblPE/s400/DSC01196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258148241153101506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPiydHEN5II/AAAAAAAAA9w/5XBWeCKeqdM/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPiydHEN5II/AAAAAAAAA9w/5XBWeCKeqdM/s400/DSC01204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258148778137740418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi04smiS3I/AAAAAAAAA94/slHbykCC-Ck/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi04smiS3I/AAAAAAAAA94/slHbykCC-Ck/s400/IMG_0671.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258151451093519218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi05aaTcWI/AAAAAAAAA-A/iX2PsaF_0UM/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi05aaTcWI/AAAAAAAAA-A/iX2PsaF_0UM/s400/IMG_0674.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258151463390245218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi06J8_VJI/AAAAAAAAA-I/cAbEvDMAlO4/s1600-h/IMG_0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi06J8_VJI/AAAAAAAAA-I/cAbEvDMAlO4/s400/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258151476152194194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi2hj3NE4I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/3xVNueHvjGs/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi2hj3NE4I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/3xVNueHvjGs/s400/IMG_0678.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258153252633777026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi2iLSVELI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/XvIowYlSLKY/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi2iLSVELI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/XvIowYlSLKY/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258153263216529586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to do something for Pukka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5HjgVnaI/AAAAAAAAA_A/rUS-EfZ74bk/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5HjgVnaI/AAAAAAAAA_A/rUS-EfZ74bk/s400/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258156104396152226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pukka got lil excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi41LGBggI/AAAAAAAAA-4/rJcaRE1W_jc/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi41LGBggI/AAAAAAAAA-4/rJcaRE1W_jc/s400/IMG_0701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258155788605686274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he got all bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5ZaJST9I/AAAAAAAAA_I/3NRbj93jlKs/s1600-h/IMG_0700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5ZaJST9I/AAAAAAAAA_I/3NRbj93jlKs/s400/IMG_0700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258156411121192914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Pukka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5s1Iy_-I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/7kLODphZJU8/s1600-h/IMG_0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5s1Iy_-I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/7kLODphZJU8/s400/IMG_0704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258156744784412642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5-gFt-OI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-WPcywnoERU/s1600-h/IMG_0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi5-gFt-OI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/-WPcywnoERU/s400/IMG_0705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258157048372000994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi6jbS_nAI/AAAAAAAAA_g/f55pWPX_QK4/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPi6jbS_nAI/AAAAAAAAA_g/f55pWPX_QK4/s400/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258157682740665346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3795454572786327981?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3795454572786327981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/bubbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3795454572786327981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3795454572786327981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/bubbles.html' title='Bubbles!'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPixLJxjcgI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/mTkAdMiAS-c/s72-c/DSC01230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1875636340567627608</id><published>2008-10-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:38.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Chacha was cleaning up her stuffs to pack her belongings, &lt;br /&gt;when she came across couple of stuffs which were given to her &lt;br /&gt;by me. She found this long letter which I wrote to her and I &lt;br /&gt;am guessing I was probably 8 or 9 based on certain&lt;br /&gt;things mentioned in the letter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I was such an angry yet a funny kid. &lt;br /&gt;I have copied the letter the exact way it was written.&lt;br /&gt;The actual copy of the letter with my screwed up &lt;br /&gt;writing :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic Letter Part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SO9l5XRTZuI/AAAAAAAAA74/MEDh7lCGmAU/s1600-h/DSC01185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SO9l5XRTZuI/AAAAAAAAA74/MEDh7lCGmAU/s400/DSC01185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255531326338197218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic Letter Part 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SO9l5f9gb7I/AAAAAAAAA8A/OktDbkXEvb4/s1600-h/DSC01186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SO9l5f9gb7I/AAAAAAAAA8A/OktDbkXEvb4/s400/DSC01186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255531328671084466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatic Letter Part 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPAY-wLuQnI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/JyudDirQBno/s1600-h/DSC01187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SPAY-wLuQnI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/JyudDirQBno/s400/DSC01187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255728231506395762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = 6F7051&gt;Dear Sister Sharm,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you?&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; so polite &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well it is quite awkward for me to write you a letter &lt;br /&gt;when I'm living in the same house with you. &lt;br /&gt;But I guess I've got no choice. It has been two days &lt;br /&gt;ever since I last spoke to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;What's your problem?&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't pleh pleh ah!&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you can try talking it out or 'writing' it out. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really dont understand you. &lt;br /&gt;Remember the Saturday that we spend together? &lt;br /&gt;I thought we 'both' had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; Probably sitting in the last row of the cinema throwing popcorns infront and &lt;br /&gt;turning back to the wall saying "eh stop throwing!"&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So had we decided to make Saturday our date day. &lt;br /&gt;But when I told you so on Tuesday, you easily said &lt;u&gt;"Got Mi?"&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chacha started using Singlish when she was a mere kid&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Did you ever realised how hurt I got? &lt;br /&gt;You invited me to the concert with you. &lt;br /&gt;Remember it wasn't the other way round!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy that I couldn't wait for Saturday that I &lt;br /&gt;thought maybe we could go to the temple together on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;But I have no 'hell of an idea' what happened for you to &lt;br /&gt;create a scene yesterday. Maybe it could be your darling &lt;br /&gt;sweetheart friends or your own &lt;u&gt;'stupid' brain&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;nasty child &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;which had made you behave &lt;u&gt;uncivilased&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;what? &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE YOU HAD SAID!! &lt;br /&gt;You are very selfish! Cause it's because of your own &lt;br /&gt;behaviour that always makes us believe that it was your friends, &lt;br /&gt;I mean &lt;u&gt;'darling' friends&lt;/u&gt; who made you behave like that.&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have really hated her friends&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, whose fault is it? You have no idea &lt;br /&gt;of how you were wrong by shouting yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;Remember, you are supposed to set an example for me. &lt;br /&gt;You are supposed to make me feel &lt;br /&gt;proud of you not ashamed. Do you have any ideas how I feel when you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;compare and contrast&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; my england damn powderful&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between your "darling" friends and me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I'm your same flesh and blood "B+"&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; I was such a cuckoo&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How would you feel if mummy took any &lt;br /&gt;outsider and supported her than you or me? I don't know for &lt;br /&gt;you, as you are cold blood &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;cuckoodile&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but if you do have feelings like me, &lt;br /&gt;you would feel very hurt. Infact you would feel like killing the person. &lt;br /&gt;In fact I really do!&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; I was such an angry kid&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know what it makes me feel? &lt;br /&gt;I feel that perhaps your "hearts" (friends) told you about the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;incident, with, Mini,&lt;/u&gt; &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; I must have loved commas back then&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that they were not happy about it. So they didnt like me, so you &lt;br /&gt;created a scene yesterday, so that I would say that you go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; At this point I got tired of writing and started scribbling in caps&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY YOU KNOW THE TRUTH! &lt;br /&gt;FORGIVE ME IF I WAS RUDE, AS I HAD TO RELIEVE MYSELF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;PERHARPS TALKING TO GISMO WOULD BE A BETTER RESULT!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gismo as in from the movie GREMILINS. &lt;br /&gt;But I think I gave the toy to Cookie since he looked like one&lt;br /&gt;himself with his huge green eyes.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.T.O)&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt; Please turn over&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Actually the main purpose of me writing to you was to ask if &lt;br /&gt;you &lt;u&gt;would lend me your Awa earphones just for one day&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;But I guess I talked too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANGERY -&gt; FORGET IT.&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hahahahaha!!!&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color = 6F7051&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be such a cuckoonut. Mom burst out into laughter when I &lt;br /&gt;read the letter to her. Gosh the silly things I am capable of doing.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you love to have someone like me as your younger sista?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Justin buzzed me online just now. His msg was ever so classic.&lt;br /&gt;First question - how was my love life and the minute I told him&lt;br /&gt;I was single, he asked when would I be free to meet up with him.&lt;br /&gt;And when I tried to brush him off saying I've been busy but I'll &lt;br /&gt;try to meet him soon, he started giving me his weekly schedule details&lt;br /&gt;and started bugging me to confirm on a date with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;FREAK ALERT!!&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I would have to be out of my mind to meet &lt;br /&gt;you alone again, Justin. How can I ever forget about the&lt;br /&gt;last time I met you alone? Not especially after you freaked me&lt;br /&gt;out by practically throwing yourself on me and how&lt;br /&gt;I had such a hard time running away from you. &lt;br /&gt;It almost ended up looking like a classic black &amp; white &lt;br /&gt;Nambiyar &amp; Saroja Devi scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Once bitten twice shy. Twice bitten, never try!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's wrong with me. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of attracting men like crazy all I seem to be doing is &lt;br /&gt;to attract crazy men to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Anyone interested in watching the House Bunny? Buzz me! &lt;br /&gt;      Offer is not applicable to crazy men tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1875636340567627608?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1875636340567627608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/chacha-was-cleaning-up-her-stuffs-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1875636340567627608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1875636340567627608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/chacha-was-cleaning-up-her-stuffs-to.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SO9l5XRTZuI/AAAAAAAAA74/MEDh7lCGmAU/s72-c/DSC01185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-846268648244863022</id><published>2008-10-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Was Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Finally someone has proved me wrong that&lt;br /&gt;younger guys can act mature and responsible&lt;br /&gt;I guess he would be the first fine example that the age is just a number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been times I've wished I could smack him hard &lt;br /&gt;and he would magically grow a year older for every smack I gave him,&lt;br /&gt;and when I say a year older, I ain't referring to the age number &lt;br /&gt;cause we all know a 30 year old has the capability to act like a 15 year ol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I wanna take back whatever I said about him,&lt;br /&gt;for I can see she's truly happy with him &lt;br /&gt;and he has made her change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;It's now obvious that the committment has made him much wiser&lt;br /&gt;and they both have learn to accept each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to adore him like how I used to adore the others&lt;br /&gt;I am starting to like the feeling of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-846268648244863022?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/846268648244863022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/846268648244863022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/846268648244863022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-was-wrong.html' title='I Was Wrong'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3827995994630179078</id><published>2008-10-09T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did You Ever?</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;I came across this poem and I couldn't help but to feel that &lt;br /&gt;this is something probably every girl goes through, at some point of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = 52533A&gt;Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?&lt;br /&gt;Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;You fall deeper with each passing day,&lt;br /&gt;But try to hide it in every possible way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's only a friend, and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;That's the lie you keeping telling yourself.&lt;br /&gt;You keep on saying he's just a bud,&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside, you're falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get so giddy when you meet his eyes,&lt;br /&gt;But keep reminding yourself it isn't right.&lt;br /&gt;A simple glance turns into a stare,&lt;br /&gt;But you pretend that you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not right for you to be,&lt;br /&gt;Is that why you hide it so no one can see?&lt;br /&gt;But how long will you pretend?&lt;br /&gt;Keep lying that he's just a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps your feelings you can never show.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it's wrong for him to know.&lt;br /&gt;Your friendship can't be risked over this,&lt;br /&gt;So being his girl is an impossible wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Momei Qu &lt;/font color = 52533A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike asked me if I would consider being his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;For a minute, I really wasn't quite sure to laugh at him or with him&lt;br /&gt;But yet, I wanted to be careful not to hurt his feelings&lt;br /&gt;incase he was for real and he wasn't kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm scared of Karma biting me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly dunno what got into him.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to poke his brain out when he asked me that question.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like smackin' him silly like how &lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to smack Barney the purple retarded dino.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh it's not even like he knows me. &lt;br /&gt;Worst, he hasn't even seen the inner retard in me.&lt;br /&gt;I think if I was to just show him 1/4 of the other side of me,&lt;br /&gt;I would probably scare off him for good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should. Since most guys are into the &lt;br /&gt;sophisticated high class hard-to-get material girls.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if he saw the other side of me, he would probably run&lt;br /&gt;so far away and never turn back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises her eyebrows* &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;Toing Toing&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get worried if my bronchitis is paying me a &lt;br /&gt;visit once again like every other year. The bad cough and the &lt;br /&gt;off and on fever - it always starts off this way. &lt;br /&gt;I really dont wanna be taking a whole load of medication again. &lt;br /&gt;It's just scary and makes me feel so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God please make me get better soon.&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3827995994630179078?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3827995994630179078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3827995994630179078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3827995994630179078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/did-you-ever.html' title='Did You Ever?'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6720771459243466282</id><published>2008-10-07T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:38.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;The wedding is finally over. &lt;i&gt;Yay!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went all well I guess. Even tho I didn't end up hopping,&lt;br /&gt;I ended up walking about here and there non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The makeup done by the vasantham central singer, Ananthi &lt;br /&gt;was absoutely gorgeous! The bride looked amazing, my mom looked hot &amp; &lt;br /&gt;Me - I wished I could look this good everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a night of flashbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ Harvey's music gave me flashbacks of my Bhangra nights, &lt;br /&gt;Prammie, his friends, my girlfriends and our golden rule about &lt;i&gt;Woh Lamhe&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing Baljit at the reception, I got reminded of my Dhoom Nights. &lt;br /&gt;Guess I was correct about the dude's name &lt;i&gt;TJ&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The bhangra dance group indeed ended up being Baljit's dance group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, the wedding had a happy ending. &lt;i&gt; I was so glad it ended.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Invitation Card &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN7p1FpTRHI/AAAAAAAAA30/T_79eneyWRw/s400/DSC01039.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN7p1dQxqGI/AAAAAAAAA38/i8J9W5i6NxA/s400/DSC01040.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN7p1gvw-uI/AAAAAAAAA4E/8A6cKseRH7c/s400/DSC01042.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sari that I have decided to wear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN7p15LqIDI/AAAAAAAAA4M/W0B6tBViL00/s400/DSC01024.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bangles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN7p13VIGoI/AAAAAAAAA4U/ok8yCqFT76k/s400/DSC01014.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gift to the bride from Me &amp;amp; Mummy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOX_PSfU8DI/AAAAAAAAA6A/cs90f2Al2II/s400/DSC01053.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOX_PsvqRRI/AAAAAAAAA6I/fmWeRUGS7Zo/s400/DSC01056.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Door Gifts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOnsFWShNlI/AAAAAAAAA7A/a2DwY6_i_aY/s400/DSC01123.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavender Cones! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOX_QPX7USI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/q_-Zawok7HI/s400/DSC01064.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavender Sticks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOX_QFpm2VI/AAAAAAAAA6g/oeFtbY5dq00/s400/DSC01065.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wedding Bands (My Cam has made no justice to the bling blings) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOYAlNF1PzI/AAAAAAAAA6o/unyDDQTYy4s/s400/DSC01061.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cert &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOYAlpyLnEI/AAAAAAAAA6w/mRrq7myQgFk/s400/DSC01067.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guest Book &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SQMEfQCNVkI/AAAAAAAABAo/l7Q6VKyR0Tc/s400/MorganSasha014.jpg" border="0" galleryimg="no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recep Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SQMEfJ0SVdI/AAAAAAAABAg/xVjEKkoK6AI/s400/MorganSasha003.jpg" border="0" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Recep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOretL7ZW_I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/HEtECEWj38s/s400/DSC01143.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOrfK6yHVnI/AAAAAAAAA7g/u6Oilo37toQ/s400/the+boys.jpg" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SQMF92W3sRI/AAAAAAAABBA/i0-dQazZ2Yc/s400/MorganSasha040.jpg" border="0" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SQMF9UzkEVI/AAAAAAAABA4/Bt7WwyDtJik/s400/MorganSasha027.jpg" border="0" galleryimg="no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SQMF9bH1woI/AAAAAAAABAw/2Bkf3ExY7rg/s400/MorganSasha020.jpg" border="0" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SQMF99VZFHI/AAAAAAAABBI/afguwRNkncw/s400/MorganSasha064.jpg" border="0" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bride &amp; The Groom! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOnqo8KVt7I/AAAAAAAAA64/a8AjSJ0No74/s400/DSC01152.JPG" galleryimg="no"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SQMHQPwQddI/AAAAAAAABBY/RwM0ipLM2Qs/s400/MorganSasha079.jpg" border="0" galleryimg="no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SOnsFhN6WxI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/2Myj5T9brVI/s400/purpleme.jpg" galleryimg="no"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Entrance (Blur Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gwGoCojJeB4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gwGoCojJeB4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dance (Yet Another Blur Version)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2mkaE1ijKc"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2mkaE1ijKc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6720771459243466282?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6720771459243466282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/wedding-is-finally-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6720771459243466282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6720771459243466282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/wedding-is-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN7p1FpTRHI/AAAAAAAAA30/T_79eneyWRw/s72-c/DSC01039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6394201084902028315</id><published>2008-10-03T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMS From An Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Have you ever received an sms from someone at the perfect time&lt;br /&gt;saying something so meaningful at the perfect moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did today which said:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" width="370" style="background-color: transparent;border:1px dashed #60605E;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = fffff&gt;In life you'll realise that there is a &lt;br /&gt;purpose for every person you meet.&lt;br /&gt;Some are there to test you, &lt;br /&gt;some will use you, &lt;br /&gt;some will teach you &amp; &lt;br /&gt;some will bring out the best in you. &lt;br /&gt;Some may cause you pain but you'll learn to move on. &lt;br /&gt;So let go of the people who can't treat you right &lt;br /&gt;&amp; hold on to those who love you &amp; see your worth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color = fffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally makes sense doesn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P.S : I'm sorry I ditched you halfway today, Chacha :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6394201084902028315?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6394201084902028315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/sms-from-angel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6394201084902028315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6394201084902028315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/10/sms-from-angel.html' title='SMS From An Angel'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8597995948933714474</id><published>2008-09-30T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;I still can't believe that today I could finally look straight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;into your eyes and tell you that I no longer feel a thing&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may still be looking all fly but honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;I wouldn't even wanna keep you as a fling.&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while you've been frontin' like you're all tough and cool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;But that was only until you saw me today, when it became&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt; &lt;br /&gt;obvious I was messing with your mind without even trying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;I've moved on now and I'm feeling better&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm looking for someone who would treat me much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;But now you're tripping cause you can clearly see &lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I'm no longer crazy about you like I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;Well you thought that you could keep on dreaming&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought that I won't keep on moving &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;I admit it for a minute you were having your way then&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I wasn't over you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;But things have changed now&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me - it's best you forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;Don't you get it boy, &lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you try to remind me of all those &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;moments and memories we have been through,&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I longer feel a thing for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;Even when you smsed me that you actually felt like kissing me earlier,&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you asked didn't I feel anything for you with a sad smiley,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;I didn't even think twice before I replied you wryly&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I no longer felt anything for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;And for the sad smiley - it honestly didn't affect me&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never really ever did cared about me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;Cause if you ever really cared about me,&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't have taken another man then &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;to make you understand that you want me.&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to go our ways now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;and I wanna wish you all the best for your life&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm so glad we hung out today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;For I finally realised myself that you no longer have any effect or whatsoever on me&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose to leave suddenly because I could see you were getting lil emo &amp; disturbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;Not that it was affecting me in any way or whatsoever&lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just felt that it would be best if I just left &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =F6F7E7&gt;And by me leaving at that very moment you were trying to reach out to me, &lt;/font color =F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that should have clearly shown you how you truly mean nuthin' to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8597995948933714474?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8597995948933714474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8597995948933714474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8597995948933714474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-good.html' title='I&amp;#39;m Good'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7463379146235934039</id><published>2008-09-29T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Could Happen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN-87-_-tqI/AAAAAAAAA54/80x61g0c7AU/s400/kissmee.jpg"galleryimg="no"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7463379146235934039?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7463379146235934039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-could-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7463379146235934039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7463379146235934039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-could-happen.html' title='What Could Happen?'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SN-87-_-tqI/AAAAAAAAA54/80x61g0c7AU/s72-c/kissmee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6933811571373963464</id><published>2008-09-27T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;One more week to the wedding and I can't quite explain how nervous &lt;br /&gt;I am starting to get. The crowd, the people, the &lt;i&gt;Sari&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need someone who has the ability to take my &lt;br /&gt;attention of all these and make me less nervous to company me. &lt;br /&gt;But sadly, I know for a fact that there will only be old ugly, &lt;br /&gt;loud, attention seeking not-so-sexy-smelling people who would &lt;br /&gt;just make me smile nervously and make me feel sick in the stomach &lt;br /&gt;like I'm suffering from a horrible hang-over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;I'm scared I am going to trip and fall,&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried someone would step on my sari and it would all &lt;br /&gt;fall apart - &lt;i&gt;like now you see me dressed and now you don't&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrified that the whole Indian crowd would make me all nervous&lt;br /&gt;and make me forget how to walk and that I might start &lt;br /&gt;hopping around like a constipated bunny &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not that I know how one looks like but I'm pretty sure &lt;br /&gt;I would end up looking like one)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I've still got 6 more days to worry about it and till &lt;br /&gt;then I shall try my best not to think about it and to enjoy &lt;br /&gt;my holidays to the max.&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" width="300" style="background-color: transparent;border:1px dashed #60605E;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =3A3B26&gt;I've been having weird dreams lately. &lt;br /&gt;Dreams that seem so real and quite frightening at times. Last night I dreamt &lt;br /&gt;that there was this chinese dude who got stabbed in a restaurant by another dude. Somehow it felt so real and scary that when &lt;br /&gt;I woke up it took me a while to realise it was only a dream and it didnt happen for real. &lt;br /&gt;Pretty messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color = 3A3B26&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6933811571373963464?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6933811571373963464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6933811571373963464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6933811571373963464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-713142650089482247</id><published>2008-09-23T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wafa Sultan</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;WATCH THIS BEFORE IT'S TAKEN OFF THE WEB &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is extremely surprising that the Arab financed TV in Dubai would&lt;br /&gt;allow this to air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one impressive woman. Here is a powerful and amazing statement on&lt;br /&gt;Al Jereeza television. The woman is Wafa Sultan, an Arab-American&lt;br /&gt;psychologist from Los Angeles . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://switch3.castup.net/cunet/gm.asp?ai=214&amp;ar=1050wmv&amp;ak=nul"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;View Video &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-713142650089482247?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/713142650089482247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/wafa-sultan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/713142650089482247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/713142650089482247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/wafa-sultan.html' title='Wafa Sultan'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3846626857463916759</id><published>2008-09-22T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Available Positions</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Originally created by me for my former friendster's profile under &lt;br /&gt;'Who I Want to Meet'&lt;font color=52533A&gt; (which was copied shamelessly by strangers &amp; my own friends)&lt;/font color=52533A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to reopen the positions once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The current available positions in my life will be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;1.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone whom I can adore - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;2.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone who adores me - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;3.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to show me the real meaning of love - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Position available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;4.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to fulfill my desires - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Position available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;5.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone who can make me laugh - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;6.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone I can bully lovingly - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;7.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone I can annoy - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;8.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone who smells good for me to sniff &amp; cuddle - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;9.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone who can tolerate my crazy moments - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;10.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to share 1/2 of my ice-cream waffles with - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;11.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to share 1/2 of my Starbucks Oreo Cheesecake with - &lt;font color=ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;12.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone I can play Time Crisis with - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;13.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to watch horror movies with - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;14.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to comfort me when I'm scared - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;15.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to give me a good shoulder massage - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;16.&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt; Someone to pamper me - &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Positions available&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="6F7051"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Requirements&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;/font color="6F7051"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent, result oriented and self-motivated&lt;br /&gt;Good communication, interpersonal skills&lt;br /&gt;Able to start immediately&lt;br /&gt;Singaporean / PR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interested applicants please email your resume, clearly indicating your &lt;br /&gt;choice of position and your reasons for applying it together with a &lt;br /&gt;passport-sized photograph (if possible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOTE: Only shortlisted candidates will be notified.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3846626857463916759?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3846626857463916759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/available-positions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3846626857463916759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3846626857463916759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/available-positions.html' title='Available Positions'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4858804299791150771</id><published>2008-09-21T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Mission In Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Mission In Life : To Stay Away From Confused People&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Please stay away from me if&lt;/u&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=F6F7E7&gt;You dunno what you want&lt;/font color=F6F7E7&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=F2F3D0&gt;You can't make up your mind&lt;/font color=F2F3D0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=F2F3DD&gt;You are confused about your relationship with your gf&lt;/font color=F2F3DD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=E6E7CF&gt;You have no clue about your future&lt;/font color=E6E7CF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=DBDCC1&gt;You have no idea what you are doing now&lt;/font color=DBDCC1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=CECFB2&gt;You can't decide to tell people if you are attached or single (&lt;i&gt;When you are attached&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color=CECFB2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=C1C2A2&gt;You can't decide if you are into men or women or both&lt;/font color=C1C2A2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="B3B493"&gt;You can't decide what you want from me&lt;/font color="B3B493"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="A1A281"&gt;You are confused about how life works&lt;/font color="A1A281"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="979877"&gt;Your ambition is to be a professional confuser&lt;/font color="979877"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="929373"&gt;You have the ability to get confused that I am someone else &lt;/font color="929373"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="868769"&gt;You think 'complicated' is a cool word&lt;/font color="868769"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="868767"&gt;You change your mind like diapers&lt;/font color="868767"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="78795A"&gt;You are confused if the chicken came first or the egg came first&lt;/font color="78795A"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="6F7051"&gt;You are confused and lost even with a map &lt;/font color="6F7051"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="636447"&gt;You have body language signals that confuses people&lt;/font color="636447"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="52533A"&gt;You mistook me for someone who gives a damn&lt;/font color="52533A"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For I am a confused person myself who gets easily confused even with not so&lt;br /&gt;confusing things. And so when someone like you comes along the way &lt;br /&gt;I end up getting more confused and start thinking that whatever that&lt;br /&gt;was not that confusing is actually indeed damn confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Confused? &lt;font color = A5A684&gt;*blinks* &lt;/font color=A5A684&gt;That's my point.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you could clearly understand whatever I just said&lt;br /&gt;and you don't have any of the above mentioned problems then &lt;br /&gt;you are required in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4858804299791150771?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4858804299791150771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-mission-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4858804299791150771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4858804299791150771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-mission-in-life.html' title='My Mission In Life'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-9098405125386317775</id><published>2008-09-20T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sway</title><content type='html'>&lt;img 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title='Sway'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SNT1wNy4fYI/AAAAAAAAA3k/DfSeV4BhZOM/s72-c/Swaying.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6056916296270041234</id><published>2008-09-19T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass Murder @ Yishun</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;There was a loud scream and a slamming noise late thursday night and &lt;br /&gt;when my mom and dad went to check out what on earth &lt;br /&gt;was the noise about they found a chinese woman on the ground &lt;br /&gt;floor, face down with her head looking somewhat smashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a pretty &lt;a href="http://nastythang-images.blogspot.com/2008/09/murder-yishun.html"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;sight.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As neighbours ran down to check her, they apparently saw &lt;br /&gt;someone with a knife beside her body who then ran off&lt;br /&gt;when he saw them approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chinese woman was said to be staying at the 6th &lt;br /&gt;floor and no-one knows if she had jumped down from&lt;br /&gt;the building or she had been pushed down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just when we thought one dead person was already hard to &lt;br /&gt;swallow for the early morning, we were then told there were 2 more &lt;br /&gt;women who were found dead in the flat and one was &lt;br /&gt;taken to the hospital with multiple injuries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for the suspect, they apparently caught him and they are now&lt;br /&gt;investigating the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6056916296270041234?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6056916296270041234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/mass-murder-yishun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6056916296270041234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6056916296270041234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/mass-murder-yishun.html' title='Mass Murder @ Yishun'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8352529363479042961</id><published>2008-09-18T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Water</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =474830&gt;I couldn't help but to smile non-stop today each time I inhaled into you.&lt;br /&gt;You had me going deycraze'o all day long, all over you.&lt;br /&gt;May God bless the dude who invented you, &lt;br /&gt;cause I am so damn inlove with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna put you all over my pillows and on my bed sheets,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spray you all over Pukka and make him smell just as sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna splash you over people that I dislike,&lt;br /&gt;people I don't want near me;&lt;br /&gt;cause how can I ever bring myself to hate anyone &lt;br /&gt;who smells as good as thee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I've got an infatuation or the hots for someone,&lt;br /&gt;I would pray that may he never uses you when he comes to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause with you I would end up wanting him more than before,&lt;br /&gt;since he would be so damn irresistible to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my aphrodisiac and you can keep me &lt;br /&gt;feelin high for the longest time,&lt;br /&gt;You naturally make me do little silly things &lt;br /&gt;even without consuming 3 jugs of Vodka lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I could never be cool around you&lt;br /&gt;tho they named you &lt;i&gt;Cool Water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly you would always make me go loco over you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday, I would get over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8352529363479042961?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8352529363479042961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/cool-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8352529363479042961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8352529363479042961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/cool-water.html' title='Cool Water'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7024877785195575794</id><published>2008-09-16T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Week Of September 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt; I am so glad that the 15 minutes taken to write my &lt;br /&gt;yesterday's entry on 'Soulmates' did knock some &lt;br /&gt;sense into a friend's head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = 474830&gt;Actually honestly babe, you were the reason why I wrote that entry. &lt;br /&gt;And I am really happy to know that you finally plan to do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm sorry for being half asleep, half the time speaking gibberish &lt;br /&gt;and for putting you on hold for couple of times while I counted my pillows&lt;br /&gt;and picked them up from the floor. It was afterall 3:45am.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color=474830&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway instead of emailing all the usual horoscope freaks weekly, &lt;br /&gt;I decided to just post the whole thing on my blog for everyone to &lt;br /&gt;view. So here is this week's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;For the period of Monday, September 15, 2008 &lt;br /&gt;through Sunday, September 21, 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aries&lt;/b&gt; (March 21-April 19) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your itinerary of events goes off without a hitch this week. &lt;br /&gt;Since you thrive on spontaneity, you'd prefer if things turned &lt;br /&gt;out a little differently, but even you have to admit that you're &lt;br /&gt;happy with the results. After your short stint in the public eye &lt;br /&gt;this week, others will be observing your actions more closely than &lt;br /&gt;ever, so strive to show leadership and calculated decisions. &lt;br /&gt;Getting enough time with a close one for even one private discussion &lt;br /&gt;proves tough, so you may have to postpone or else acknowledge that &lt;br /&gt;a few others might overhear what you have to say. Use the financial &lt;br /&gt;tips you picked up this week by applying them to your own spending &lt;br /&gt;habits, and you'll find that keeping track of money really isn't &lt;br /&gt;as hard as you always thought it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility&lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Taurus, Gemini, Libra, Capricorn, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Good - Aries, Leo, Virgo, Sagittarius, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Cancer, Scorpio &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Taurus&lt;/b&gt; (April 20-May 20) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're something of a Renaissance person this week, playing so &lt;br /&gt;many roles that you may not even be sure which one suits you best &lt;br /&gt;when the week is over. Luckily, you don't have to choose—but if a &lt;br /&gt;similar situation arises in the future, it might be wise to whittle &lt;br /&gt;your repertoire down to one or two specialty areas. Take in some &lt;br /&gt;art with a loved one this week. The works you see will spur creative &lt;br /&gt;discussion, and you'll likely discover a few surprises about that &lt;br /&gt;person and their tastes. Store the information away; it may be &lt;br /&gt;useful during a time when you're looking for a gift. Speaking of &lt;br /&gt;gifts, be generous with your money this week. No one expects you &lt;br /&gt;to give more than you can afford, but even a modest amount would &lt;br /&gt;really help out someone you know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Aries, Taurus, Virgo, Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;Good - Gemini, Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Leo, Libra, Capricorn, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gemini &lt;/b&gt;(May 21-June 21) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a sensitive topic comes up at work this week, others look to &lt;br /&gt;you as a guide for how they should respond. You may be feeling a &lt;br /&gt;little uncertain about the subject matter yourself, but you manage &lt;br /&gt;to handle the situation with ease and grace. Your tact is also &lt;br /&gt;a gift when it comes to a close one, who needs to hear the right &lt;br /&gt;thing at a very difficult time. If it interests you, take a &lt;br /&gt;while this week to think about how your communication skills could &lt;br /&gt;serve you in areas outside of personal relationships. The track &lt;br /&gt;record you hold for resolving disagreements and slicing to the heart &lt;br /&gt;of matters would take you far in quite a few industries, so don't &lt;br /&gt;hesitate to explore your options. Be conservative with finances, &lt;br /&gt;and don't second-guess the power of saving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Taurus, Cancer, Libra, Capricorn, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Good - Aries, Gemini, Leo, Scorpio &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Virgo, Sagittarius, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cancer&lt;/b&gt; (June 22-July 22) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, it's time to upgrade, so analyze your life for areas &lt;br /&gt;that could benefit from improvement. Everything is fair game, and &lt;br /&gt;key categories to think about include redecorating, a new fitness &lt;br /&gt;regime, a more productive time-management plan, and a boost in &lt;br /&gt;social activity. Don't be overwhelmed, and take your new ideas &lt;br /&gt;one step at a time. In a few weeks, stop to reassess—you'll be &lt;br /&gt;amazed at the change. If you need a little help this week, count &lt;br /&gt;on a loved one to catch your back. It's OK to pile a few added &lt;br /&gt;responsibilities onto that person as long as you're gracious about &lt;br /&gt;it and you thank them in a big way when the time comes. Catch up at &lt;br /&gt;work by tackling your tasks in chronological order. Even if it &lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem to make the most sense, it'll help lighten your load. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Taurus, Scorpio, Capricorn, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Good - Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Sagittarius, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Aries, Virgo, Libra &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leo&lt;/b&gt; (July 23-Aug 22) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be tempted to defer to the judgment of others this week, &lt;br /&gt;but it's a smarter move to make your own opinion heard. You may &lt;br /&gt;struggle with the thought that your point of view isn't as relevant &lt;br /&gt;as that of others, but the only way to increase your confidence is &lt;br /&gt;to speak up. If you can, try it at first in an informal setting—such &lt;br /&gt;as a casual debate with friends over dinner. Then work your way up &lt;br /&gt;to matters and places that carry more weight. Both you and a loved &lt;br /&gt;one will be feeling a little on the lazy side this week, so don't &lt;br /&gt;let yourself be pressured to follow through with big, energetic &lt;br /&gt;plans you may have made before. There's no shame in postponing &lt;br /&gt;to a later time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Gemini, Virgo, Scorpio, Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;Good - Aries, Cancer, Leo, Libra, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Taurus, Sagittarius, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Virgo &lt;/b&gt;(Aug. 23-Sept. 22) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you may feel as if you're not getting much done at &lt;br /&gt;work this week, take a moment before the weekend to examine the &lt;br /&gt;pile of things you've accomplished. Odds are, it will be far more &lt;br /&gt;than you thought. If it bothers you that you can't measure your &lt;br /&gt;results in a concrete way, try making a chart and timeline for &lt;br /&gt;work projects that you can add to whenever you complete a stage. &lt;br /&gt;A close one might not be forthcoming with information that affects &lt;br /&gt;you this week, so you'll be left in the dark when it comes to how &lt;br /&gt;you should act. It seems that person made a genuine mistake rather &lt;br /&gt;than intentionally trying to confuse you, so be gentle when you &lt;br /&gt;respond. Saving yourself frustration will also give you extra energy &lt;br /&gt;for everything else on your plate this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Aries, Leo, Libra, Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;Good - Taurus, Virgo, Scorpio, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Gemini, Cancer, Sagittarius, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Libra&lt;/b&gt; (Sept. 23-Oct. 23) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're under a little bit of self-induced pressure this week, but &lt;br /&gt;you manage to meet and even exceed your high standards with hardly any effort. &lt;br /&gt;The key is your relaxed attitude, as you're convinced that things will &lt;br /&gt;turn out how they're meant to be. Others could learn a lot from you, &lt;br /&gt;especially a close friend. Don't go out of your way to act as an &lt;br /&gt;example for that person, but do share your opinion if you're given &lt;br /&gt;the chance. Luck is on your side this week when it comes to love, &lt;br /&gt;and you find your relationship with a close one is heading exactly &lt;br /&gt;in the direction you'd like it to go. You almost feel afraid you might &lt;br /&gt;jinx it, but rest easy, because you've earned this. Keep your &lt;br /&gt;financial information confidential this week, and offer generic &lt;br /&gt;answers if someone you know starts asking specific questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Gemini, Leo, Capricorn, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Good - Aries, Virgo, Libra, Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Taurus, Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scorpio&lt;/b&gt; (Oct. 24-Nov 21) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your style really comes into its own this week, and you'll find &lt;br /&gt;several modes of expression that seem to bring out the true you. &lt;br /&gt;If others seem uncertain at first, being dramatic and funny about &lt;br /&gt;your creative choices will help everyone cool it a little. You may &lt;br /&gt;find that you're not seeing as much of a loved one lately as you &lt;br /&gt;usually do—if that's the case, seek out that person to ask what's up. &lt;br /&gt;Even if the answer is something you have to work to resolve, it will &lt;br /&gt;be better if you find that out as soon as possible. During the first &lt;br /&gt;part of the week, you may feel like you're in a tangled web at work. &lt;br /&gt;To break free, you need to prioritize and give most of your attention &lt;br /&gt;to big projects that you can clear away quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, Aquarius, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Good - Gemini, Cancer, Virgo, Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Aries, Libra, Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagittarius&lt;/b&gt; (Nov. 22-Dec 21) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of surprises in store for you this week, and &lt;br /&gt;situations may not be what they seem, so avoid reacting quickly to &lt;br /&gt;what you see or hear. Instead, be patient and wait to gain a full &lt;br /&gt;understanding of each experience. Others will appreciate your &lt;br /&gt;objectivity, and you'll notice that you feel calmer and more at &lt;br /&gt;ease if you don't act out immediately. Take it slow with a loved &lt;br /&gt;one as well, as you'll need time to feel out that person's sense &lt;br /&gt;of purpose this week. No one is going to give up on you, so don't &lt;br /&gt;worry if you don't grasp it right away. As time goes on, focus on &lt;br /&gt;trying to anticipate that person's moods. It's a good time for you &lt;br /&gt;financially, so think about sharing the wealth with those you know and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Cancer, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Good - Aries, Taurus, Libra, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Gemini, Leo, Virgo &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capricorn&lt;/b&gt; (Dec. 22-Jan 19) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of certainty in your life right now, which suits you &lt;br /&gt;just fine. For the first time in a while, you feel as if you know &lt;br /&gt;exactly where you are, where you're going, and how you're going to &lt;br /&gt;get there. Your personal relationships are stable and a great source &lt;br /&gt;of pride for you. To keep all of that up, just make sure to avoid &lt;br /&gt;being overly complacent. It's important to continue to get out and &lt;br /&gt;take risks, so don't give up your sense of adventure! If a close &lt;br /&gt;one suggests a few familiar activities this week, counter with &lt;br /&gt;something new. As a pair, it will help the two of you to challenge &lt;br /&gt;yourselves. At the same time, feel free to fall back into the &lt;br /&gt;familiar when you most need a sense of comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Aries, Cancer, Libra, Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;Good - Gemini, Leo, Virgo, Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Taurus, Scorpio, Aquarius, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aquarius&lt;/b&gt; (Jan 20-Feb. 18) &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a big event going on this week, and it would be wise to &lt;br /&gt;keep your expectations realistic. You'll enjoy yourself no matter &lt;br /&gt;how the plans finally end up, so think twice about following a &lt;br /&gt;rigid, inflexible schedule. If you allow a little room for error, &lt;br /&gt;you'll be far more pleased with the outcome. Stick some extra &lt;br /&gt;spending money in your pocket—even if you'd prefer to save it, &lt;br /&gt;you may need it this week, and stocking extra means you won't have &lt;br /&gt;to borrow from others. If a close one has been working overtime &lt;br /&gt;lately, give that person a break. They understand that you want &lt;br /&gt;their time, but a considerate move might be to show up for a &lt;br /&gt;short visit at work rather than ask that they leave in order &lt;br /&gt;to be with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Aries, Gemini, Cancer, Sagittarius &lt;br /&gt;Good - Leo, Libra, Scorpio, Aquarius, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn &lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pisces&lt;/b&gt; (Feb 19-March 20)&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others around you are experiencing a great deal of success this &lt;br /&gt;week, and you're glad to share in their happiness. During the &lt;br /&gt;festivities, someone might question how you're progressing &lt;br /&gt;with your own projects. Tell the truth—if your own measure &lt;br /&gt;of success is different, just say so. As long as you're happy &lt;br /&gt;with what you're achieving, others won't mind if your goals &lt;br /&gt;are a little unconventional. When you're back in your home &lt;br /&gt;environment, you'll feel comfortable and overwhelmingly thankful &lt;br /&gt;for all that you do have. Be carefree with a loved one this week, &lt;br /&gt;and make that person your first priority. Joy will jump out at &lt;br /&gt;you in the strangest of places, but you'll love every moment of &lt;br /&gt;it. Remember why you do the things you love so much, and focus &lt;br /&gt;on those activities if you need any inspiration in the weeks to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility &lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Taurus, Virgo, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Pisces &lt;br /&gt;Good - Aries, Cancer, Aquarius &lt;br /&gt;Fair - Gemini, Leo, Libra, Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7024877785195575794?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7024877785195575794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/3rd-week-of-september-08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7024877785195575794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7024877785195575794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/3rd-week-of-september-08.html' title='3rd Week Of September 08'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1477954660273878838</id><published>2008-09-15T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulmate</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Soulmate is a term sometimes used to designate someone &lt;br /&gt;with whom one has a feeling of deep and natural affinity, &lt;br /&gt;friendship, love, intimacy, sexuality, spirituality and compatibility. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt; A related concept is that of the twin flame or &lt;br /&gt;twin soul – which is thought to be the ultimate soulmate, &lt;br /&gt;the one and only other half of one's soul, for which all souls &lt;br /&gt;are driven to find and join. &lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the theory of soulmates, presented by Aristophanes in&lt;br /&gt;Plato's Symposium, is that humans originally were combined of &lt;br /&gt;four arms, four legs, and a single head made of two faces, but &lt;br /&gt;Zeus feared their power and split them all in half, condemning &lt;br /&gt;them to spending their lives searching for the other half &lt;br /&gt;to complete them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt; The whole theory sounds evil but yet this could just be a fiction. &lt;br /&gt;But if this is true then it would totally make sense why some couples&lt;br /&gt;actually end up looking alike (almost like brothers &amp; sisters).&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some believe that souls are literally made and fated to &lt;br /&gt;be the mates of each other, or to play certain other important &lt;br /&gt;roles in each other's lives. So what happens if your mate&lt;br /&gt;ends up finding someone else not realizing you are the one &lt;br /&gt;meant for him/her? Does that mean you are screwed for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt; Soulmates or not I think it's already hard to find someone &lt;br /&gt;you can have a strong chemistry with these days. It's kinda rare &lt;br /&gt;to find someone who can make you laugh or smile by just being &lt;br /&gt;themselves and without even trying. Sometimes even just the &lt;br /&gt;thought of them would do the magic and brighten your day.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel it's extraordinary to meet such people these days&lt;br /&gt;and when we do, it would only make sense for us to hold them close &lt;br /&gt;and to not let them go. Though improbable it's not impossible, &lt;br /&gt;it may even turn into a love that could be unstoppable. &lt;br /&gt;And who knows, they could end up being your soulmate &lt;br /&gt;or even better - your twin soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you believe in the things that were just meant to be?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1477954660273878838?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1477954660273878838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/soulmate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1477954660273878838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1477954660273878838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/soulmate.html' title='Soulmate'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4645181405815617223</id><published>2008-09-14T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SM0IrTbp7pI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xJQPhk1nseU/s400/countdown.jpg" border="0" imagegallery="no"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4645181405815617223?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4645181405815617223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4645181405815617223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4645181405815617223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SM0IrTbp7pI/AAAAAAAAA1s/xJQPhk1nseU/s72-c/countdown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3511799012585029675</id><published>2008-09-13T03:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesbians</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea where the hell is my email address being reflected&lt;br /&gt;but every week I get a lesbian adding me on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;It's almost like as though I have a subscription to weekly Lesbians.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having this problem for the longest time that &lt;br /&gt;I decided to open up another MSN account using a whole new email &lt;br /&gt;address which only selective people have and which the email &lt;br /&gt;address is not being used for any sorts of forms or online &lt;br /&gt;application sign up. But now I have started to get them on &lt;br /&gt;my new MSN ID as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As these email addresses appear normal I approve the add in &lt;br /&gt;case it could be a friend. But everytime, instead of seeing a &lt;br /&gt;familiar face, I get greeted by a girl with her half naked &lt;br /&gt;display picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Interesting? I don't think so.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious about how they got my email address, I try to respond to &lt;br /&gt;their first message instead of an immediate block and delete. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately I have never been successful. Despite explaining to &lt;br /&gt;them that I am into guys and not ladies, they eventually start &lt;br /&gt;asking me weird questions and start showing me even more &lt;br /&gt;disturbing pictures of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Disturbing for me, exciting for you.&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's not that I am against lesbians but I just don't get sexually attracted&lt;br /&gt;to women. Just the thought of kissing another girl in the mouth makes &lt;br /&gt;me go ewwwwww. If they wanna talk as normal friends I'm cool with it, but &lt;br /&gt;instead they always try to push their luck thinking their naked pictures&lt;br /&gt;would eventually change my mind and make me talk dirty with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change my mind - Oh yes they were successful at it. &lt;br /&gt;I always end up changing my mind that adding them and &lt;br /&gt;thinking I could have a normal conversation was a terrible idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;**Block &amp; Delete**&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In fact if there was an option to select forever, I would have &lt;br /&gt;that checked as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for their various half-naked, fully-naked, side-view, hole-view &lt;br /&gt;breast-view pictures - they leave me tramautized for the rest of the day,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes even weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for bisexual people, well I believe there is no such thing &lt;br /&gt;as bisexual..Just greedy people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3511799012585029675?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3511799012585029675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/lesbians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3511799012585029675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3511799012585029675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/lesbians.html' title='Lesbians'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-9067731526965401259</id><published>2008-09-09T03:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Forecast - Sep 8 - Sep 14 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 2.5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;Capricorn (Dec. 22-Jan 19)&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're thinking big this week, and concepts make more sense to you &lt;br /&gt;in metaphors than in practically drawn terms. &lt;font color =ffffff&gt;(&lt;i&gt;huh?&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be sure yet how to express all of your thoughts &lt;br /&gt;eloquently, but that will come in time. &lt;br /&gt;Instead of making your ideas public, flesh them out privately and &lt;br /&gt;brainstorm practical applications for them.&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;i&gt;I shall not blog for the next few days just to be safe&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it finally does come time to share them, you'll be ready.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you normally spend a good amount of time with a close one, &lt;br /&gt;this week you seem to be almost inordinately attracted to that person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;(&lt;i&gt;damn&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be careful not to overwhelm them—it might be best to &lt;br /&gt;handle your feelings one small step at a time. If you do &lt;br /&gt;decide to bring it up, stay on the casual side so as not to &lt;br /&gt;make the conversation overly melodramatic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;(&lt;i&gt;I refuse to say anything&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compatibility&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excellent - Taurus, Virgo, Scorpio, Capricorn, Aquarius &lt;font color =ffffff&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Stay put&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Good - Aries, Cancer, Libra, Pisces &lt;font color =ffffff&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Step up&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair - Gemini, Leo, Sagittarius &lt;font color =ffffff&gt;(&lt;i&gt;Back off just alittle bit&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SMZk0Wc1b7I/AAAAAAAAA1M/nFWLw13Oiuk/s1600-h/8-14Sept.jpg"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt; if you wanna know for your sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-9067731526965401259?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/9067731526965401259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekly-forecast-sep-8-sep-14-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/9067731526965401259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/9067731526965401259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/weekly-forecast-sep-8-sep-14-2008.html' title='Weekly Forecast - Sep 8 - Sep 14 2008'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-571283392477212385</id><published>2008-09-04T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I Honestly Mean When I Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SL-bJYN-XaI/AAAAAAAAApo/lhxrD87HLtE/s400/Saywat.jpg" galleryimg="no"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-571283392477212385?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/571283392477212385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-honestly-mean-when-i-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/571283392477212385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/571283392477212385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-honestly-mean-when-i-say.html' title='What I Honestly Mean When I Say'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SL-bJYN-XaI/AAAAAAAAApo/lhxrD87HLtE/s72-c/Saywat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4803809453685115471</id><published>2008-09-03T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;1.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Rachel's full name is Rachel Khoo Li Wen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;2.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Rachel is married n her hubby's name is Gary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;3.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She loves to eat bee hoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;4.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She got two dogs, Toby &amp; Tamy  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;5.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She stays in Chua Chu Kang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;6.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She got two sisters, Sarah &amp; Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;7.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her parents stay in Hougang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;8.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She has worked in Singtel &amp; SingPost before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;9.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She is short tempered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;10.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She hates Indians tho she adores me, my immediate family, &lt;br /&gt;        Priya, her   immediate family n dinesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;11.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Rachel loves to take cab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;12.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She loves spicy food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;13.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She likes her hubby's cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;14.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She doesn't have a house phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;15.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She likes forever friends bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;16.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She loves to shop for her babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;17.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Shes L.O.U.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;18.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Shes straight to the point&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;19.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She can't stand people with BO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;20.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She drinks both Tea n Coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;21.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She likes doing her batches n credit card orders in a red pen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;22.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She uses Gatsby face blotter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;23.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; When she is sleepy she likes to listen to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;24.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her best friends are from her primary and sec school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;25.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Shes got loads of pics as her screensaver in office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;26.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Shes got a new phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;27.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Shes been with BL for more than 2 years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;28.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her food must come with sambal or chillie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;29.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She likes mac spicy burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;30.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She likes bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;31.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She loves prawn rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;32.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Shes got a red "flying" skirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;33.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her hair is chestnut color by nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;34.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her eyes are medium brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;35.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She can't stand her hair curly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;36.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; A good hair day is when her hair &amp; fringe is straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;37.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Used to be a sony erricson person &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;38.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Enjoys talkin on the phone with Alim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;39.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her &lt;A HREF = "http://nastythang-images.blogspot.com/2008/09/rachel.html"target="_blank"&gt;&lt;u&gt;table&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/A&gt; is usually messy and her stuffs will flow over to my table @ times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;40.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She is Batchaphobic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;41.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her office computer login password is tob*tam***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;42.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She is born on 31 October 1979&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;43.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She likes to bullies me and roll me around in my chair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;44.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She loves Marks &amp; Spencer potatoe chips and biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;45.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; Her Office PC destop wallpaper is photos of her babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;46.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She likes to buy everything in pair for her babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;47.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She used to club in Newsroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;48.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She used to be a smoker and used to smoke YSL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;49.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She used to have Nokia 8250 about 6 years go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=ffffff&gt;50.&lt;/font color=ffffff&gt; She has a blog too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go darling, 50 things I know about you. Honestly,&lt;br /&gt;I know more but then I shall stick to just 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thanks for being so patient with me today while I sang "She Bangs" song&lt;br /&gt;like 20 over times since morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow I shall sing you a new song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;i&gt; Talk to me, tell me your name....&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4803809453685115471?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4803809453685115471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/rachel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4803809453685115471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4803809453685115471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/rachel.html' title='Rachel'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1974924457604795401</id><published>2008-09-01T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont Speak</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;I decided to take a cab to work this morning since I was running &lt;br /&gt;abit late and I had missed my usual bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I walked towards the main road, I saw this Indian dude &lt;br /&gt;standing at the pathway facing the road. I had never seen him around &lt;br /&gt;before and as I approached the pathway I realised he kept turning around&lt;br /&gt;to look my way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was freaking me out just lil bit until I suddenly started having &lt;br /&gt;strong vibes that he was going to speak to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was totally freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started chanting in the back of my mind, &lt;i&gt;"Please don’t speak &lt;br /&gt;to me, please don’t speak to me"&lt;/i&gt; as I walked towards the road &lt;br /&gt;where I usually take cabs from and I tried my best to not look back &lt;br /&gt;at him and to totally ignore him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my instincts proved me right. He suddenly went like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Good morning…"&lt;/b&gt; as I walked towards the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Damn…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst, he continued talking tho all I heard was just sound and&lt;br /&gt;I was freaked out to even understand the words that were coming out of &lt;br /&gt;his mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly out of nowhere a cab suddenly came towards &lt;br /&gt;our direction. I looked at him, interrupted the sound that was coming&lt;br /&gt;out of his mouth and asked him if he was waiting for a cab. He then &lt;br /&gt;paused for a while and then he replied "Oh no, I am waiting for……" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled at him, said "okay" almost as soon as I heard the word "No" &lt;br /&gt;and I hailed the cab and got into it while I could still hear him talking away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 6:30am. &lt;i&gt;sigh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t scare me so early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly get freaked out when someone approaches me outside when &lt;br /&gt;I am alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you know me through someone and if you were to see me outside also &lt;br /&gt;please don’t approach me unless you are certainly 100% sure that &lt;br /&gt;you are going to make my day by talking to me, which I highly &lt;br /&gt;doubt it. Unless you have a innocent puppy face which has got &lt;b&gt;110% HARMLESS&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;written all over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" width="200" style="background-color: transparent;border:1px dashed #60605E;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;Angel, thank you so much for sending me that cab.&lt;br /&gt;The cab appeared out of nowhere so suddenly that it seemed so magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I promise in my next life if I ever get a chance to be a &lt;br /&gt;guardian angel of someone, I would take care of them &lt;br /&gt;the way you take care of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1974924457604795401?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1974924457604795401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-speak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1974924457604795401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1974924457604795401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-speak.html' title='Dont Speak'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1286230644229942948</id><published>2008-08-30T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Delivery</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Different ways to order &lt;br /&gt;food from Macs, KFC or Pizzahut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Instead of giving your phone number, give them your full &lt;br /&gt;address details. And when they ask your number again, give them &lt;br /&gt;your I/C number or their hotline number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not name the toppings you want for your pizza. &lt;br /&gt;Spell them out. I want to have C-H-E-E-S-E, M-U-S-H-R-O-O-M-S, &lt;br /&gt;C-H-I-C-K-E-N P-E-P-P-E-R....Err.. R-O-N-N-I-E..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ask if the order taker is wearing a uniform. If she/he says no, &lt;br /&gt;ask them why not and demand that you would like your order &lt;br /&gt;to be taken in a professional manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Ask if you get to keep the pizza box. When they say yes, &lt;br /&gt;heave a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Call to complain about the other service. Like call Macs &lt;br /&gt;and complain about KFC and Macs to complain about Pizzahut. &lt;br /&gt;And when they ask if they could take your order, say you will &lt;br /&gt;consider and call back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. When they confirm on your oder. Change it. Then when they &lt;br /&gt;confirm on your order again, change it once again. On the third &lt;br /&gt;time, say "You just don't get it, do you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Imitate the order taker's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Call KFC and order a Mac Spicy meal and you would like to &lt;br /&gt;have your meal upgraded. When they say they dont serve those,&lt;br /&gt;say this is totally not acceptable and that you would &lt;br /&gt;like to speak to the Manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Call KFC to order Chicken and request for a kampong chicken. &lt;br /&gt;If they say they dont serve Kampong Chickens, ask them what do &lt;br /&gt;they feed their chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Terminate the call with, "Remember, we never had this &lt;br /&gt;conversation at all".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1286230644229942948?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1286230644229942948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/home-delivery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1286230644229942948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1286230644229942948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/home-delivery.html' title='Home Delivery'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6728699883162963603</id><published>2008-08-25T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How have you been lately? &lt;br /&gt;Hope everything has been great up there,&lt;br /&gt;Cause things havent been really that fah-bo-loh-soh over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well God, my work is honestly starting to drive me insane. &lt;br /&gt;By the end of each day I feel like I'm almost half blind &lt;br /&gt;and my mind is totally drained. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly wonder how long more it is going to be this way &lt;br /&gt;cause God, this is seriously becoming too much to contain&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt seem to be getting any better in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, there's OT almost everyday,&lt;br /&gt;That means there's no time at all for me to go out and play&lt;br /&gt;And since I dont go out much these days,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am starting to decay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So God today I go on my knees to pray,&lt;br /&gt;That you would do your little magic to make the backlog fade away&lt;br /&gt;So that I wont be tempted to look for another job &amp; &lt;br /&gt;I can happily choose to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats all I've got to say, for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - I love ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;S.L.A.P&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Suspicious Looking Anonymous Person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6728699883162963603?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6728699883162963603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6728699883162963603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6728699883162963603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/dear-god.html' title='Dear God'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-484878403757086636</id><published>2008-08-02T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bourjois</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SINGPOST SUCKS!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have got the worst service ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the trouble they put me through, I finally got my package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://nastythang-images.blogspot.com/2008/08/bourjois.html"target="_blank"&gt;Bonjour Bourjois!&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-484878403757086636?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/484878403757086636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/bourjois.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/484878403757086636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/484878403757086636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/bourjois.html' title='Bourjois'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8550597843657966680</id><published>2008-08-01T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt; I was looking for the ziplock bag under my bed which contains all my &lt;br /&gt;manual guides and startup disc for all my electronics &lt;br /&gt;when I came across this box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The box which contains all the birthday cards, valentines day cards, &lt;br /&gt;love letters and self-made cards which I have received for the past 10 years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe people actually took the effort and time &lt;br /&gt;to write me stuffs and to mail them out to me. I even got a letter &lt;br /&gt;from a dude from Thailand and I can't even remember &lt;br /&gt;anything about this person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A href="http://nastythang-images.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-box.html"target="_blank"&gt; Memories memories &lt;/A&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8550597843657966680?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8550597843657966680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-box.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8550597843657966680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8550597843657966680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-box.html' title='The Love Box'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4056219044495267011</id><published>2008-07-19T10:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it has been the longest time since I stepped in here.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised the last thing I wished here was for May to come soon. &lt;br /&gt;But now, July is almost coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month May and June would probably mark as the best months for 2008. &lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun during these two months thanks to someone really special &lt;br /&gt;who was in town for holiday. After a long time I genuinely smiled, laughed &lt;br /&gt;and had a good time without having to put on an act. But you know what they &lt;br /&gt;say, all good things must come to an end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4056219044495267011?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4056219044495267011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/07/aloha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4056219044495267011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4056219044495267011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/07/aloha.html' title='Aloha!'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-678989619960882986</id><published>2008-04-01T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Soon May</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;I have been wanting to update this for the THE longest time.&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, I have either been too busy or extremely tired &lt;br /&gt;to sit down and get down to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has honestly been a bitch. Besides the recent non-stop OTs, &lt;br /&gt;the work load has increased as well and they seem to expect alot &lt;br /&gt;more from us. Why does April have 30 days without even one &lt;br /&gt;freaking holiday? Now all I can look forward to is my leave &lt;br /&gt;on 14th April. &lt;i&gt;Yay&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the semi-brighter side, my company is organising a &lt;br /&gt;party for us on 16th May 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venue : The Singapore Flyer Site&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know this seems like a really cool venue and event but &lt;br /&gt;it is starting to freak me out. I mean try looking at that thing &lt;br /&gt;from Park View Square and you would know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things are meant to be looked at only. I dont wanna be &lt;br /&gt;inside like a hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving on to something that would put a big smile &lt;br /&gt;on my face - &lt;B&gt;Dnesh is coming to singapore in May!!&lt;/b&gt; Yes, &lt;br /&gt;cute vain pranthu vaathu! The same dude I divorced online 2 &lt;br /&gt;years ago. Now, I get to see my nevermarriedbutdivorced hubby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yabba-Dabba-Doo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the more now I wish April will end soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-678989619960882986?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/678989619960882986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/04/come-soon-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/678989619960882986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/678989619960882986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/04/come-soon-may.html' title='Come Soon May'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7638749937699456963</id><published>2008-03-16T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relative</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Yesterday was another one of those days where I got reminded &lt;br /&gt;once again how small Singapore truly honestly is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday another online friend of mine turned out to be a &lt;br /&gt;relative of mine. I met this dude during my random IRC time, &lt;br /&gt;years back. I guess we exchanged MSN contacts and we used to have &lt;br /&gt;those tiny chats which have never gone more than 5 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;Yet, each time I did a contact clean-up on my MSN, I just never &lt;br /&gt;really had the heart to delete his contact off &lt;br /&gt;(block and delete - thats the way I do it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I saw him online and I decided to msg him. Eventually &lt;br /&gt;we started to really talk. He turned out to be someone really fun &lt;br /&gt;to chat with actually. He knew I was older than him but he forgot &lt;br /&gt;how old I was. So I lied to him that I was 32. Then I told him how &lt;br /&gt;I was yet to see a proper picture of him all these years and so he &lt;br /&gt;started showing me his photos. Photos of himself during his younger &lt;br /&gt;times and then pictures of himself in his sister's wedding. &lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly came a picture of two ladies. And then it suddenly &lt;br /&gt;hit me how one of them looked so damn familiar. Then I realised &lt;br /&gt;it was my cousin Reena. And guess what she is his cousin too which &lt;br /&gt;technically makes us related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny part of the way we both are related doesnt just stop &lt;br /&gt;there. Infact it gets even complicated. It took me a while and &lt;br /&gt;then I finally found the equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Connection #1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;He is = My mom's elder brother's wife's sister's son&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Connection #2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;He is = My grandfather's elder sister's son's son&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what you call peanut butter from the left right center. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Moral of the story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is freakin' small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7638749937699456963?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7638749937699456963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/relative.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7638749937699456963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7638749937699456963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/relative.html' title='Relative'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-4082569814173552965</id><published>2008-03-12T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Aint Gonna Let You Have My Cab</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take a cab back home today since, it was a long day at work.&lt;br /&gt;Plus it was raining like mad and the only thing I could think of was cozy cab ride,&lt;br /&gt;where I can comfortably stone for a good 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work finished at 5:30pm only thanks to OT. So the taxi stand @ ParkView square was already kinda crowded with people waiting impatiently for cabs. I prayed to my angel to send me a cab soon while I flipped the 8-days magazine hoping to find an interesting article to keep me occupied while my ride came. As usual, I was also having my small talks with the security guard who was trying to handle all the incoming cabs on call and vehicles which were not supposed to stop at the entrance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, I heard a loud deep voice out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt; Unknown Man : Hello!&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned around to see who and there stood this man in his early 40s carrying a big bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt; Unknown Man : I'm going to the airport, would you like a lift? or like me to drop you somewhere?&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I wanted to snap at him (simply being me)I refrained. Instead I smiled back and politely told him, &lt;font color = ffffff&gt; It's totally out of the way, but thanks!&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dude smiled and nodded his head while I turned back to exchange &lt;i&gt;"what the fuuggg"&lt;/i&gt; look with the security guard. I had no plans in giving up my cab for him as I was already waiting there for a long time. But what a really nice way of &lt;br /&gt;trying to tell me that he is in a hurry and if he could take the cab first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guard and me exchanged more glances. It was almost like I could read his mind and he could read mine. He nodded at me like he was trying to tell me that &lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;He will not allow that dude to steal my cab&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while a black shiny merz with some country flag on it drove up to the entrance. The driver looked all smart and he got down to open the door for the dude. And guess what? That dude got into the car and they drove off. It happened so fast I stood there with a puzzled looked. At this point I was honestly taken aback. So he wasn't waiting for a cab afterall. But he wanted to give me a ride in his merz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then, people who around that area started throwing me weird looks like trying to figure out the connection between me and the so-called-big-shot-guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guard looked at me once again deep in thoughts. But this time, I had no idea what was he thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; What? I look like mistress material now? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-4082569814173552965?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/4082569814173552965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-aint-gonna-let-you-have-my-cab.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4082569814173552965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/4082569814173552965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-aint-gonna-let-you-have-my-cab.html' title='I Aint Gonna Let You Have My Cab'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-437969437300453527</id><published>2008-03-10T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone Like Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Don't let your head rule your heart&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your world be torn apart&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep it all to yourself&lt;br /&gt;Just let all your emotions run free with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;I know it's hard when you're feeling down&lt;br /&gt;To lift your feet up off the ground&lt;br /&gt;We make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;But doesn't everybody&lt;br /&gt;You don't always have to agree with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know the story so far&lt;br /&gt;I know what you want and who you are&lt;br /&gt;Let all your emotions run free&lt;br /&gt;You don't always have to agree with someone like me&lt;br /&gt;But that's the way it should be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; - Atomic Kitten&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-437969437300453527?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/437969437300453527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/someone-like-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/437969437300453527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/437969437300453527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/someone-like-me.html' title='Someone Like Me'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-674970705606549124</id><published>2008-03-07T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuffy Nose</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;Been quite sick lately. Down with Flu and fever.&lt;br /&gt;Been to the doc like twice and ended up getting 4 days MC in total.&lt;br /&gt;Medication after medication yet nothing seems to be getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been able to even sleep it off. I can barely even breathe thanks to my stuffed nose. Today when I went to see the doc again, he decided to give me &lt;br /&gt;stronger medication which is supposed to help me sleep better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R9C6zT0GiuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/M8TQeqmzA9U/s320/Medication.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174841362503600866"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken all the colorful pills and now I am waiting in bed to doze off but guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R9C-gj0GizI/AAAAAAAAAcU/W5SOEv9tC3E/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R9C-gj0GizI/AAAAAAAAAcU/W5SOEv9tC3E/s320/DSC00622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174845438427564850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = fffff&gt;&lt;b&gt; I want to keeeeeeeeel him! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color =ffffff&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-674970705606549124?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/674970705606549124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/stuffy-nose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/674970705606549124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/674970705606549124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/03/stuffy-nose.html' title='Stuffy Nose'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R9C6zT0GiuI/AAAAAAAAAbs/M8TQeqmzA9U/s72-c/Medication.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7505802901553921049</id><published>2008-02-29T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:38:33.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;100 More About Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I swallowed a napkin pin when I was 11 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  When I was less than a year old, I got fits and my heart &lt;br /&gt;beat stopped and I was technically dead for few minutes. And &lt;br /&gt;while everyone else had given up hope on me, it was my grandma's &lt;br /&gt;faith and the hard tap on my back which brought me back to life suddenly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. After the almost death experience, I suffered from Meningitis &lt;br /&gt;and the doctor freaked my parents out saying I could greatly affected by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Due to the pin incident, I used to stammer a lot until I was 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I have an elder sister who looks nothing like me and no-one has ever guessed that we both are sisters. Tho, I still strongly believe that my mom picked her up from somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  My parents have never hit me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I used to be very close to my dad till I was 12 and then I became damn close to my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I would proudly say that I am good at searching things online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am addicted to mascaras and eye shadows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I have never had a serious relationship (bf) with a Tamil speaking guy before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I am in love with a Pink bear called Pukka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am no longer as sarcastic and mean as I used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I tend to control my temper these days when I get pushed around and bullied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I got problems remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. I remember people by the way they smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. I call my dad "Dada".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. My dad calls me "Vaalu" (as in naughty. Direct translation &lt;i&gt; tail&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. I stopped clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I call my sister Chacha. (Sharmila -&gt; Sasha -&gt; ChaCha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I tend to be online in the middle of the night due to my sleeping issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I strongly believe in Karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. You wouldn't wanna provoke me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. I don't enjoy shopping like normal females. I am a online shopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. I can live on breads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I got a phobia eating Ferrero Rocher ever since I saw the photos of the chocolates with worms inside. And I got a huge bouquet of Ferrero Rocher for V'day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. 90% of my clothes are black. The other 10% purple, brown and dark green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. I still fear the Indian crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I still love 7-UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. I think guys who can cook are damn sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I have never slept for more than 5 hours continuously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. I am terrified of cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. I hate my rooms white curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. My way of saying goodbye is "astalavista baby" &amp; "Cheemoz".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. I make weird noises when I am feeling hyper active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. I am known for singing a certain weird high-pitched tune among my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. I have fainted in the train once and in the train station once and many times at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. I can tell you about your love story with a deck of cards (for real).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. I have a habit of writing letters my subconscious mind on what I want and 90% of whatever I have ever written as come true so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. My fave line "Look on the bright side.." followed by a statement to make them realize the situation isn't quite as bad as they think it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I love Fossil watches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. I love Black &amp; Purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. I love Nasi-Lemak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. I prefer Cranberry to Orange Juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. I am a neat freak in office and a neat person @ home. &lt;i&gt;There is a difference&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. I am aware that I am surround by fake-ass bitches. I only act naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Most of my dreams tend to come true or they tend to have a strong message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. I get very upset when I break an eyelash tho I know it sounds bimbotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. I hate it when people use the word "Lah", "Lor" or any unwanted singlish word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. I think I may have a Chinese soul trapped in an Indian body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. I hate squids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. I am allergic to sea foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. I tend to cuss badly when I am pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. I can multitask with a couple of things. However when I get interrupted &lt;br /&gt;while multitasking, my mind will completely go blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. I have never hit anyone with the intention of hurting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I have been the rudest bitch to random strangers who approach me in clubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. I have completely stopped huffin' n puffin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. I ever had an Indian school mate in Primary school who plotted to split me and my girlfriends and her name was Natamai. &lt;i&gt;Yeah like "Natamai, thiruppai Mathi yeluthu!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. I can never miss any Aishwariya Rai movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. I think Arjun Rampal is the hottest bollywood actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. I like TIMEOUT chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. I love to see the passion a guy has for soccer. I think its adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. I am known to have an acid tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. I cant never put up with guys who brags too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. I can't stand dumb ass lazy bitchs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. I apologize when I am in the wrong and I expect the same from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. I can't stand people who whine so much and complain so much just to get something done. &lt;i&gt;Whiny people should have been born mute.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. I know who my true friends are and I keep them where they belong in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. I am a simple girl in a complicated world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. I am a very shy person tho people usually mistaken me for arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. I only kiss someone on the forehead when they mean the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. I abhor guys who use love as a dirty trick to achieve continuation of the species.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Every Sunday is bed and pillow bonding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. I used to be in my school's Basketball team for the first 2 years &lt;br /&gt;when I was in Secondary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. I tore my right knee ligament during dance practice when I was 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. I escaped my BCG jab in Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. I can't stand Punjabiz who think they rule just because they are the fairer skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. I may fall in love easily but it takes me really long to fall out of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. I don't keep quiet when people diss my family or friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. I am my mom's Psychiatrist and Counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. My mom is my love Counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. My mom knows about every single person in my life. If she has never heard about you at all, that just means you are insignificant to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. I can't stand negative people who don't appreciate life and who are not grateful for what they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. The smallest things makes me smile and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. I still believe, money can't buy me happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. I am truly grateful for what I am today and for what I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. I no longer believe in flings or part-time lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. No-one can figure me out as much as my Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. I scold my Dad when he does something he is not supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. When I love someone, I love them for who they are, including their flaws and bad habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. White Daises still makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. I've got Insectophobia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. I rather kill myself than to listen to Jazz or Classical music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. I can't live without music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. I can't stand LOUD people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. I am not an attention seeker and I can't stand attention seekers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I still have not got on a bike before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97. I got a guardian angel that I call upon for help daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. I believe in GOD and miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. I try my best to be a great daughter to my parents and I will try my best to always be there for them the way they have been for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. I am happy with my life. Tho something huge is missing, &lt;br /&gt;I believe everything will be perfect soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7505802901553921049?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7505802901553921049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/02/100-more-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7505802901553921049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7505802901553921049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/02/100-more-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-7729347563812328549</id><published>2008-02-27T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ain't Into Pussy</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;I honestly don't know which part of me screams "lesbian",&lt;br /&gt;but I have been having couple of lesbians trying to add me on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;It's crazy believe me, but I honestly have no idea where on earth they get &lt;br /&gt;my email contact from or which fucknut has been speading &lt;br /&gt;my email contact around saying I am a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is this girl under the nick of &lt;font color = ffffff&gt;naughtybabe69&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt; who has &lt;br /&gt;been requesting me to add her on MSN. Tho I have been rejecting the request, &lt;br /&gt;when I logged on to my MSN at work, somehow or rather my MSN ended up adding her automatically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:22 PM) naughty.babe.69@: hey &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:22 PM) CHiTRa: Hi.. do I know you? &lt;br /&gt;(7:22 PM) CHiTRa: you have been requesting me to add you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: yeah frm frenster naughty.babe.69@hotmail.com added u quite sum time bak &lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: I've tried addin u few timess &lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: I'm Angel,26 &lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: u r &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) CHiTRa: Chitra.. 26 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: nice &lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: indian? &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) CHiTRa: yea &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: kool &lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) naughty.babe.69@: I'm malay n indian mix &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:23 PM) CHiTRa: Ok &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:24 PM) naughty.babe.69@: att? &lt;br /&gt;(7:24 PM) naughty.babe.69@: I'm Lesb by da way hope u dun mind &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:24 PM) CHiTRa: No worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:24 PM) naughty.babe.69@: dats nice &lt;br /&gt;(7:24 PM) naughty.babe.69@: so care to tel me lil more of u &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:24 PM) CHiTRa: and no I'm not attached.. but I am straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:25 PM) naughty.babe.69@: aww &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:25 PM) CHiTRa: hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:25 PM) naughty.babe.69@: dats bad &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:25 PM) CHiTRa: and why so? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:25 PM) naughty.babe.69@: wel u're lesb material &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:25 PM) naughty.babe.69@: i wud luv dat &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:25 PM) CHiTRa: Haha and what makes a lesb material??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:25 PM) naughty.babe.69@: hot lips &lt;br /&gt;(7:25 PM) naughty.babe.69@: dark skin &lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) naughty.babe.69@: seductive eyes &lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) naughty.babe.69@: n a nice ass &lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) naughty.babe.69@: hahah &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) CHiTRa: Thats judgin based on a pic? &lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) CHiTRa: and obviously u haven't seen my ass &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:26 PM) naughty.babe.69@: sort of &lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) naughty.babe.69@: whu said so? &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) CHiTRa: so how do u look like? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:26 PM) naughty.babe.69@: i saw u last weekend @ chong pang wif a guy &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) CHiTRa: my.. now u sayin u have seen me around? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:26 PM) naughty.babe.69@: tink u were holdin a helmet &lt;/font color=636447&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7:26 PM) CHiTRa: haha.. not me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:27 PM) naughty.babe.69@: i dunno looked like u &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:27 PM) CHiTRa: U got the wrong Lesbo material girl, babe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:27 PM) naughty.babe.69@: but dat babe had a tight ass &lt;br /&gt;(7:27 PM) naughty.babe.69@: its k &lt;br /&gt;(7:27 PM) naughty.babe.69@: so u haf a flat ass i suppose? &lt;br /&gt;(7:27 PM) naughty.babe.69@: hahah &lt;/font color=636447&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7:27 PM) CHiTRa: me &amp; helmet is like somethin which wud probably never happen &lt;br /&gt;(7:27 PM) CHiTRa: Whatever that tickes yr fantasy eh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:27 PM) naughty.babe.69@: oops &lt;br /&gt;(7:27 PM) naughty.babe.69@: sowli huney &lt;/font color=636447&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7:28 PM) CHiTRa: So how do u look like huh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:28 PM) naughty.babe.69@: fantasy? &lt;br /&gt;(7:29 PM) Angel: c here babe &lt;br /&gt;(7:30 PM) Angel: dats me &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Shows me a naked pic of her with her pussy facing the screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:30 PM) CHiTRa: well.. u obviously mistook me for someone who gives a damn abt how yr pussy looks like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:30 PM) Angel: nah &lt;br /&gt;(7:30 PM) Angel: its not my concern &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:32 PM) Angel: i'm feelin so bored &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:34 PM) CHiTRa: errr ok.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:34 PM) Angel: wat u doin? &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:34 PM) CHiTRa: chattin with my friends and watchin TV &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I got bored so I decided to add Sayeeth in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:35 PM) CHiTRa: so, u into guys as well? &lt;br /&gt;(7:35 PM) CHiTRa: or just females? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:36 PM) Angel: guys @ times &lt;/font color=636447&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7:36 PM) CHiTRa: ah..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:36 PM) Angel: but havent really met my type &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:36 PM) CHiTRa: mind if I add a friend of mine? maybe we can spice the chat up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:36 PM) Angel: guy? &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:36 PM) CHiTRa: yeah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:36 PM) Angel: ya sure &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:37 PM) I am whole, perfect, strong, powerful, loving, harmonious and happy. has been added to the conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:37 PM) Angel: hey &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:37 PM) CHiTRa: I'm sure u guys can intro yrself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:37 PM) Angel: I'm Angle,26&lt;/font color=636447&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7:37 PM) CHiTRa: So angel, u got a gf? &lt;br /&gt;(7:37 PM) I am whole, perf: hi &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:37 PM) Angel: lots of em &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:37 PM) I am whole, perf: hi angel, i'm sayeeth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:38 PM) Angel: muslim? &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:38 PM) I am whole, perf: no &lt;br /&gt;(7:38 PM) I am whole, perf: human &lt;br /&gt;(7:38 PM) CHiTRa: LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:38 PM) Angel: wel tot u had sum cut up cock there&lt;/font color=636447&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7:38 PM) CHiTRa: Angel is indian muslim  &lt;br /&gt;(7:38 PM) I am whole, perf: she is? how sweet &lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) CHiTRa: yeah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:39 PM) Angel: indian muslim? &lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) Angel: me? &lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) Angel: nah &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) I am whole, perf: then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:39 PM) Angel: m indian malay mix &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) CHiTRa: malay n indian mix gives u what then?? &lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) CHiTRa: LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:39 PM) Angel: watever jus dun cal me indai nmuslim &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) CHiTRa: malayindian? &lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) I am whole, perf: malayindian? &lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) CHiTRa: SNAP baby &lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) I am whole, perf: then what are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:39 PM) Angel: watever &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:39 PM) CHiTRa: awww why you heatin up now Angel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:40 PM) Angel: so wat da fuck u wana noe now &lt;br /&gt;(7:40 PM) Angel: tis's y i hate cocks &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:40 PM) CHiTRa: why? &lt;br /&gt;(7:40 PM) I am whole, perf: cocks are cool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:40 PM) Angel: they tok alot of cock&lt;/font color=636447&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(7:40 PM) CHiTRa: I asked the same freakin Q too.. &lt;br /&gt;(7:40 PM) I am whole, perf: they're friendly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:41 PM) Angel: ya &lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) Angel: ur mum wud luv 2 suck em &lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) Angel: not me &lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) Angel: freindly?ya they loves ur mums ass &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) I am whole, perf: oooh fiesty &lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) CHiTRa: hahaha &lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) I am whole, perf: the last i heard such statements was almost 10 years ago &lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) CHiTRa: old school.. &lt;br /&gt;(7:41 PM) I am whole, perf: guess old habits die hard &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=636447&gt;(7:41 PM) Angel: watever &lt;br /&gt;(7:42 PM) Angel: hahah &lt;br /&gt;(7:42 PM) Angel: blocked dat fucker &lt;/font color=636447&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:42 PM) CHiTRa: and whatever made you think I wont block you too, you fuckin bitch? &lt;br /&gt;(7:43 PM) Angel: ? &lt;br /&gt;(7:43 PM) CHiTRa: U are a waste of my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;(7:43 PM) Angel has been blocked &lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(7:43 PM) I am whole, perf: haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If all lesbians are like her I honestly dunno what to say. &lt;br /&gt;She is such a disgace to the lesbians Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like as tho, this wasnt enuff, she just emailed me a whole load of &lt;br /&gt;her lesbo pictures with some really bad censorship as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know like &lt;b&gt;Cover the face&lt;/b&gt;(with a black rectangular covering the face)&lt;b&gt; fuck the base sort&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-7729347563812328549?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/7729347563812328549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-ain-into-pussy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7729347563812328549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/7729347563812328549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-ain-into-pussy.html' title='I Ain&amp;#39;t Into Pussy'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2170257081135953808</id><published>2008-01-10T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2months old ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R4dcwmGNkFI/AAAAAAAAAbM/4tKNKniAVH8/s320/Puppy+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R4ddR2GNkGI/AAAAAAAAAbU/C1rOBLiJojw/s320/Real+Love.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2170257081135953808?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2170257081135953808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/01/changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R3m_t2GNkEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/LXipPkkb2Hs/s320/13343262.JPG"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3429270272121038520?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3429270272121038520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3429270272121038520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3429270272121038520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R3m_t2GNkEI/AAAAAAAAAbE/LXipPkkb2Hs/s72-c/13343262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3189927756632579202</id><published>2007-12-24T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Legend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R2_OQWGNj-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/HzfWmOx-uiU/s320/1544062323_6785a26fc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from watching &lt;b&gt; I am Legend&lt;/b&gt; and I really enjoyed the movie. Tho I've never really been into those man eating Zombie movies, &lt;br /&gt;I thought this was really good. The sound effect was good and certain &lt;br /&gt;scenes can freak you out in a werid way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Will Smith is such a hot stuff. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was worth every of my penny. And if you are a Will Smith fan, &lt;br /&gt;then you gotta go see this movie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awrite now I'm off to a quiet count down to Christmas in my room with Puka for once without all the noise pollution, alcohol, cigg smoke and drunkards &lt;br /&gt;around me like every other eve of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3189927756632579202?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3189927756632579202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-legend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3189927756632579202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3189927756632579202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-legend.html' title='I am Legend'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R2_OQWGNj-I/AAAAAAAAAaU/HzfWmOx-uiU/s72-c/1544062323_6785a26fc8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6659549861607333710</id><published>2007-12-23T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeekie Clean</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" width="200" style="background-color: transparent;border:1px dashed #60605E;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;Dear Chitra,&lt;br /&gt;Here is your horoscope&lt;br /&gt;for Sunday, December 23:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = 565445&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you need to clean out the closet, garage or junk drawer? Now is the best time, as you are totally ruthless when it comes to discarding things. You may need to check in with your spouse or boss first, though! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color = #60605E&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not that was exactly what I did today.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to clean my room to prepare it for New Year.&lt;br /&gt;I started at 11am and I actually ended only 11pm!&lt;br /&gt;Tho in between I did stop to go to the shop to get certain stuffs for my room.&lt;br /&gt;But still there went 12 hours of my Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I am off tomorrow or else it would have been hard getting up in the morning considering how tired I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe I had so much of stuffs in my room. I threw so much stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is now re-arranged and super organised. I was indeed ruthless when it came to throwing stuffs I didn't use. While I cleaned up, I found &lt;br /&gt;couple of my earrings which I never knew I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R28f3GGNj9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/l-2jxnC3KM0/s320/DSC00538.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean room, happy satisfied me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6659549861607333710?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6659549861607333710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/squeekie-clean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6659549861607333710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6659549861607333710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/squeekie-clean.html' title='Squeekie Clean'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R28f3GGNj9I/AAAAAAAAAaM/l-2jxnC3KM0/s72-c/DSC00538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-6132025213021234473</id><published>2007-12-20T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:38.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our office gift exchange today. You know where you buy a gift for an unknown person and then they pick your name and you end up getting a gift in return from some random person from the office. The usual in every office. So I decided to bring the additional gifts that I had got for those who are pretty close to me in the office -  Priya, Rachel, Angie, LiMing and my new neighbour Judy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didnt really know Judy quite well to know exactly her likes and dislikes so I got her eggs. Not just any eggs but dinosaur eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liming got for me Spongbob Squarepants!!! It's a cushion.. no wait..its a toy? Hmmm okay I dont really quite know what you call that. But &lt;b&gt;I SO LOVE IT.&lt;/b&gt; He is so squeezable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now life in office isn't going to be the same anymore with him around.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLiyg4SZBPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/6YidaxVzsF8/s1600-h/pressie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLiyg4SZBPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/6YidaxVzsF8/s400/pressie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240134444380652786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgXrzc0g_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/mabe_1k0198/s1600-h/Christmas+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgXrzc0g_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/mabe_1k0198/s320/Christmas+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239964207758476274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgXrzc0g_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/mabe_1k0198/s1600-h/Christmas+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgXrzc0g_I/AAAAAAAAAi4/mabe_1k0198/s320/Christmas+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239964207758476274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgWt-8KnCI/AAAAAAAAAig/HLfUgRF-S_o/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgWt-8KnCI/AAAAAAAAAig/HLfUgRF-S_o/s320/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239963145690848290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgWt6nJkPI/AAAAAAAAAio/bL1QpvEw35c/s1600-h/DSC00548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLgWt6nJkPI/AAAAAAAAAio/bL1QpvEw35c/s320/DSC00548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239963144528957682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-6132025213021234473?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/6132025213021234473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-had-our-office-gift-exchange-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6132025213021234473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/6132025213021234473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-had-our-office-gift-exchange-today.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/SLiyg4SZBPI/AAAAAAAAAjo/6YidaxVzsF8/s72-c/pressie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1625889433622014572</id><published>2007-12-18T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Quick 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe its 18 December 2007.&lt;br /&gt;One week exactly for Christmas. It's been almost 12 months yet I feel like&lt;br /&gt;I can remember last year's Christmas so vividly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's scary how time flies. This year was seriously super fast. &lt;br /&gt;In fact, it went so fast for me that I can barely even remember &lt;br /&gt;certain months. It's almost like I hibernated through those months. &lt;br /&gt;No memories at all or what so-ever. &lt;br /&gt;Infact it is kinda scary how they went by without me even realising. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again maybe those were really painful months/days. &lt;br /&gt;Days my conscious mind probably refuse to even remember.&lt;br /&gt;Moments my subconscious mind thought it was better kept hidden deep within me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, 2007 has  probably been one of the worst year I've ever had to go through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; so far..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being one of the worst years ever, I probably cried the most this year.&lt;br /&gt;There were many days I've wished I could just disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Many days when I put on a fake smile to the people around me, while they pushed me around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;.. it never pays to be nice, I swear &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I have probably met the most superficial people. People who are just so damn fake. People who smile and talk oh-so-super-nice when they need something&lt;br /&gt;or when they need a favour. And when their needs are met they start showing their true ugly side.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I've probably met every ugly soul with the worst foul mood swings and people who be acting like they know it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...in these 352 days &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised this year, I totally stopped clubbing by April and I never once&lt;br /&gt;consumed alcohol until I felt high or tipsy. I ended up hanging out with just one person all the time that now I realise I have neglected most of my good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;..tho deep down I know I have my reasons...&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, just 13 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;Time to fuck the past and look forward for the future.&lt;br /&gt;Soon it would be goodbye 2007 and welcome 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm sorry but I'll probably not miss you one bit, 2007.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1625889433622014572?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1625889433622014572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/come-quick-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1625889433622014572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1625889433622014572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/come-quick-2008.html' title='Come Quick 2008'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1086408600603694613</id><published>2007-12-03T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T18:14:37.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2" face="georgia" color="ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;u&gt;Forgive Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =C577DA&gt;Forgive me for the times I had neglected you,&lt;br /&gt;For the times; I had lost my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the moments when I refused to &lt;br /&gt;seek your help when I was in trouble&lt;br /&gt;For the times I've been a bitch to others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the times I've tried to bribe you&lt;br /&gt;Or for the times I've made a joke out of you&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the times I had stopped loving you&lt;br /&gt;And for the times I thought you had stopped loving me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the times I had lost my faith in you&lt;br /&gt;The moments I thought my life was just a joke to you&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for all the times I've cursed and swear&lt;br /&gt;For the times I simply refuse to care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the times I've wished people &lt;br /&gt;around me will just drop dead&lt;br /&gt;For the times I've had evil thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for the times I've seek revenge on those who hurt me&lt;br /&gt;For the times I've forgotten the rule &lt;br /&gt;"what goes around will come back to you X3"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;For Thou Lord art good, and ready to forgive and &lt;br /&gt;abundant in loving kindness to all who call upon Thee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1086408600603694613?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1086408600603694613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/forgive-me_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1086408600603694613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1086408600603694613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/12/forgive-me_03.html' title=''/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8401982088214840051</id><published>2007-11-30T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mascaras</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mascaras Mascaras Mascaras.&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? I can never have enough mascaras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=B4B580&gt;I am addicted to mascaras. Every woman has a weakness. Mine is mascaras.&lt;/font color = B4B580&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispite having a box fulls of different sorts of mascaras, I still bought myself a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package is so cool in a silver casing. And it's cheap. I got it for just $18.90!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;REVLON 3D Extreme Mascara&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R1FafQIkftI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FySiqyfq7BU/s320/Revlon.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color =D4D5B6&gt;What it does&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color =D4D5B6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dramatizes eyes with 17X fuller, 70% curvier and 50% visibly longer lashes plus beautiful separation so lashes appear multiplied from every angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color =D4D5B6&gt;How it works&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color =D4D5B6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Exclusive Bold Impact Brush is tapered to lift, amplify and separate even the tiniest lashes. The patented lightweight gel formula with intense color pigments delivers bold lash look in one step no primer needed! No caking or flaking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color =D4D5B6&gt;Get the look&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font color =D4D5B6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Use the shorter bristles to deposit mascara then comb through lashes with extended bristles. Use tampered tip for hard-to-reach lashes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn happy that I got myself a new mascara until I saw this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAYBELLINE XXL Curl Power Volume + Length Microfiber Mascara&lt;/font color = ffffff&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;"src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R1FZ4wIkfsI/AAAAAAAAAYM/3Dwr8Ss5Emo/s320/Mabelline.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mascara dramatically curls and extends lashes 45° from root to tip. &lt;br /&gt;Patented CurLock formula gives &lt;br /&gt;lashes 12 hours of hold. &lt;br /&gt;No clumps &lt;br /&gt;Exclusive PowerCurve brush &lt;br /&gt;Ophthalmologist tested and &lt;br /&gt;safe for contact users &lt;br /&gt;Washable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the casing is in purple color! So annoying. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8401982088214840051?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8401982088214840051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/mascaras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8401982088214840051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8401982088214840051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/mascaras.html' title='Mascaras'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R1FafQIkftI/AAAAAAAAAYU/FySiqyfq7BU/s72-c/Revlon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-1248653803594481742</id><published>2007-11-26T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollywood Stars in 2037</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynhi0OcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RchvjSOANRI/s1600-h/Justin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynhi0OcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RchvjSOANRI/s320/Justin.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114717058513346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynhi0OdI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nFfURfJUtqg/s1600-h/Katie+Holmes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynhi0OdI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nFfURfJUtqg/s320/Katie+Holmes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114717058513362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynxi0OeI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ug_yPqdkDsk/s1600-h/Kirsten.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynxi0OeI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ug_yPqdkDsk/s320/Kirsten.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114721353480674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynxi0OfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/33sjUJtF-VQ/s1600-h/Nicole.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynxi0OfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/33sjUJtF-VQ/s320/Nicole.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114721353480690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyoBi0OgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NqbHLTRCOrc/s1600-h/Paris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyoBi0OgI/AAAAAAAAAXM/NqbHLTRCOrc/s320/Paris.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114725648448002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPRi0OXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hlCDxMMacBU/s1600-h/Avirl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPRi0OXI/AAAAAAAAAWE/hlCDxMMacBU/s320/Avirl.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114300446685554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPhi0OYI/AAAAAAAAAWM/gPhL4xMOh8I/s1600-h/Catherine+Zeta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPhi0OYI/AAAAAAAAAWM/gPhL4xMOh8I/s320/Catherine+Zeta.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114304741652866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPhi0OZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1bDDHet7Ryo/s1600-h/Angelina+Jolie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPhi0OZI/AAAAAAAAAWU/1bDDHet7Ryo/s320/Angelina+Jolie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114304741652882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPxi0OaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/9XkdtGdsEZc/s1600-h/Gwen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPxi0OaI/AAAAAAAAAWc/9XkdtGdsEZc/s320/Gwen.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114309036620194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPxi0ObI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GjKcwlTQF5c/s1600-h/Jessica.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qyPxi0ObI/AAAAAAAAAWk/GjKcwlTQF5c/s320/Jessica.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137114309036620210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I feel so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-1248653803594481742?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/1248653803594481742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/hollywood-stars-in-2037.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1248653803594481742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/1248653803594481742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/hollywood-stars-in-2037.html' title='Hollywood Stars in 2037'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0qynhi0OcI/AAAAAAAAAWs/RchvjSOANRI/s72-c/Justin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-2640013877013250517</id><published>2007-11-22T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf' flashvars='id=4886209&amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3D1422627%26fr%3D%26cache%3D1&amp;imUrl=http%25253A%25252F%25252Fvideo.yahoo.com%25252Fvideo%25252Fplay%25253Fei%25253DUTF-8%252526vid%25253D1422627%252526cache%25253D1&amp;imTitle=Cute%252Bgirl%252Bswearing&amp;searchUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/search/video?p=&amp;profileUrl=http://video.yahoo.com/video/profile?yid=&amp;creatorValue=bWFyY2N1cA%3D%3D&amp;vid=1422627' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='425' height='350'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-2640013877013250517?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/2640013877013250517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/cool-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2640013877013250517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/2640013877013250517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/cool-girl.html' title='Cool Girl'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-5970910921146098668</id><published>2007-11-21T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MediaCorp Sucks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5&gt;&lt;font color =A5A684&gt;I dont think I would ever wanna take part in any contest with MediaCorp ever again.&lt;br /&gt;Their service totally sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad decided to help me go get my free gift from MediaCorp today since he&lt;br /&gt;was on leave. And so I thought, yay I do get to enjoy my free gift pack afterall.&lt;br /&gt;But upon going there, he was told by the recep that my gift package wasn't ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;The malay girl at the counter told my dad that 98.7FM was yet send them the gift packs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color = AFADA0&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?&lt;/font color=AFADA0&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it wasn't ready, then why on earth did send a letter requesting me to pick it up from 19 Nov 07 then? First, it took them more than one month to send it.&lt;br /&gt;Then they give unreasonable timings to collect it and then when we finally get there, they practically brush you off saying that it wasnt ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part, the recep even claimed that no one was picking up the phone from 98.7FM side when she called to check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = AFADA0&gt;&lt;b&gt;What impressive customer service they have.&lt;/font color =AFADA0&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After making my dad wait for more than 1 hr claiming they were checking, just when my dad walked out, they called my dad again requesting him to walk in again to collect the gift pack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color = AFADA0&gt;&lt;u&gt;MediaCorp suck big time&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font color = A5A684&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0QfTBi0OUI/AAAAAAAAAVs/_cgZdMHC54I/s1600-h/DSC00430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0QfTBi0OUI/AAAAAAAAAVs/_cgZdMHC54I/s320/DSC00430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135263886801647938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0QfvBi0OVI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1jMZutucD84/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0QfvBi0OVI/AAAAAAAAAV0/1jMZutucD84/s320/DSC00431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135264367837985106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0QgKRi0OWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/rX6gKfXTQrw/s1600-h/DSC00433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0QgKRi0OWI/AAAAAAAAAV8/rX6gKfXTQrw/s320/DSC00433.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135264835989420386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/Font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-5970910921146098668?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/5970910921146098668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/mediacorp-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5970910921146098668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5970910921146098668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/mediacorp-sucks.html' title='MediaCorp Sucks!'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/R0QfTBi0OUI/AAAAAAAAAVs/_cgZdMHC54I/s72-c/DSC00430.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3502231326479317043</id><published>2007-11-20T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5&gt;&lt;font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the letter from MediaCorp to collect my Kanya West gift pack. &lt;br /&gt;To say, I actually completely forgot about it. I won that in what, September?&lt;br /&gt;And I get the letter to collect my prize in November. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color = AFADA0&gt;Fah-boh-loh-soh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/font color =  AFADA0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part, collection period is from 19 Nov to 30 December 07, &lt;br /&gt;10 - 5:30pm (excluding Saturdays)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do they think? That people who listen to the radio do not have work? &lt;br /&gt;They practically keep the collection time to be on a freaking working day between working hours. Worst, the collection centre is in some 'wuloo' area. &lt;br /&gt;Participating in any contest for MediaCorp turned out to be such a total waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I cant quite wait for my company's Christmas dinner party. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, finally ME looking forward to a company function. &lt;br /&gt;Why you may wonder and that because of the following prizes that we MAY win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color = C8C9A9&gt;1st Prize - $20000 worth unknown massage chair&lt;br /&gt;2nd Prize - $1500 worth Chan Brothers travel vouchers&lt;br /&gt;3rd Prize - 24 inch Samsung TV&lt;br /&gt;4th Prize - $1000 debit card&lt;/font color = C8C9A9&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, guess which prize I've got my eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FREAKING 4TH PRIZE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, who cares about the Chair, travel vouchers or TV. &lt;br /&gt;Give me the freakin damn cash man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wonder, which lucky byatch is gonna win it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font color =BDBBBF&gt;&lt;/font face = Arial&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3502231326479317043?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3502231326479317043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3502231326479317043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3502231326479317043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/11/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-5434728315402206999</id><published>2007-10-09T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocket Science</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GmemOWnI/AAAAAAAAASY/-31kgTRvZQA/s1600-h/CAG5S183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GmemOWnI/AAAAAAAAASY/-31kgTRvZQA/s320/CAG5S183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120037084485016178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GGOmOWkI/AAAAAAAAASA/q9aBP58aAZQ/s1600-h/CAPWSJHH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GGOmOWkI/AAAAAAAAASA/q9aBP58aAZQ/s320/CAPWSJHH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120036530434234946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GGOmOWlI/AAAAAAAAASI/kK5ClFaO_K4/s1600-h/CA4TY7S5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GGOmOWlI/AAAAAAAAASI/kK5ClFaO_K4/s320/CA4TY7S5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120036530434234962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GGOmOWmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6cH7zxPJLck/s1600-h/CASHMVGT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GGOmOWmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/6cH7zxPJLck/s320/CASHMVGT.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120036530434234978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GvemOWoI/AAAAAAAAASg/JLnQVCFLIZE/s1600-h/CAJQSJBH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GvemOWoI/AAAAAAAAASg/JLnQVCFLIZE/s320/CAJQSJBH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120037239103838850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antares is the 15th brightest star in the sky. It is more than 1000 light years away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how big are you?&lt;br /&gt;And, how big are the things that will upset you today? &lt;br /&gt;Or, for that matter, the things that are important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-5434728315402206999?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/5434728315402206999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/rocket-science.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5434728315402206999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5434728315402206999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/rocket-science.html' title='Rocket Science'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/Rw4GmemOWnI/AAAAAAAAASY/-31kgTRvZQA/s72-c/CAG5S183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-5598649762311114983</id><published>2007-10-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth About Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RwYv9OmOWiI/AAAAAAAAARw/hFFkmzCjnus/s320/Life.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-5598649762311114983?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/5598649762311114983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/truth-about-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5598649762311114983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5598649762311114983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/truth-about-life.html' title='Truth About Life'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RwYv9OmOWiI/AAAAAAAAARw/hFFkmzCjnus/s72-c/Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-5446525854329682356</id><published>2007-10-02T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:40.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I lay me down not to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I just get tangled in the sheets&lt;br /&gt;I swim in sweat three inches deep&lt;br /&gt;I just lay back and claim defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = 868769&gt;My hands are locked up tight in fists&lt;br /&gt;My mind is racing filled with lists&lt;br /&gt;of things to do and things I've done&lt;br /&gt;Another sleepless night's begun.&lt;/font color = 868769&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much joy in life,&lt;br /&gt;so many pleasures all around&lt;br /&gt;But the pleasure of insomnia&lt;br /&gt;is one I've never found&lt;br /&gt;With all life has to offer,&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to be enjoyed&lt;br /&gt;But the pleasures of &lt;i&gt;insomnia&lt;/i&gt; are ones I can't avoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color = 868769&gt;Lids down, I count sheep&lt;br /&gt;I count heartbeats&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that counts is&lt;br /&gt;that I won't sleep&lt;br /&gt;I countdown &lt;br /&gt;I look around ...&lt;/font color = 868769&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-5446525854329682356?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/5446525854329682356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/insomnia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5446525854329682356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/5446525854329682356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-8032287327213112614</id><published>2007-10-01T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The things I do in office</title><content type='html'>&lt;Font face =Verdana font size = 1.5 font color =A5A684&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I'm paid to do at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RwLwHemOWhI/AAAAAAAAARo/PMvRM2QBzMQ/s1600-h/IMG_0186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RwLwHemOWhI/AAAAAAAAARo/PMvRM2QBzMQ/s320/IMG_0186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116916137909443090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which I donated to Shu Lynn as you can see her name below it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-8032287327213112614?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/8032287327213112614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-i-do-in-office.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8032287327213112614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/8032287327213112614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-i-do-in-office.html' title='The things I do in office'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RwLwHemOWhI/AAAAAAAAARo/PMvRM2QBzMQ/s72-c/IMG_0186.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2954808427263941347.post-3212721980805909806</id><published>2007-09-25T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T14:50:39.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RvnqyCm1gsI/AAAAAAAAARc/LRK-hVp-zeE/s1600-h/Peanuts.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RvnqyCm1gsI/AAAAAAAAARc/LRK-hVp-zeE/s320/Peanuts.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114376997270028994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2954808427263941347-3212721980805909806?l=nastythang.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/feeds/3212721980805909806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/09/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3212721980805909806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2954808427263941347/posts/default/3212721980805909806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nastythang.blogspot.com/2007/09/well.html' title='Well..'/><author><name>CHiTRa</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P-Ku_fvSUug/RvnqyCm1gsI/AAAAAAAAARc/LRK-hVp-zeE/s72-c/Peanuts.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
