<?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-27534777</id><updated>2011-07-29T07:26:15.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another you</title><subtitle type='html'>i love me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>969</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6052564512972093468</id><published>2010-09-12T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T08:48:46.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People around me wants to have a Master Degree, they want to take ACCA and CFA, they want their investment portfolio to increase by X percent, they want to be private bankers - wear a rolex buy a chanel. And honestly, I want none of these. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to travel. Very simple, that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6052564512972093468?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6052564512972093468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6052564512972093468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6052564512972093468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6052564512972093468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/people-around-me-wants-to-have-master.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7971112073953467770</id><published>2010-09-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T08:41:42.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as I try to be happy, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel affected by other people's mood. Things they say. Things they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that people around me are beneath what I expect from them, and they, unfortunately, disappoint me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a very sensitive and unhappy zone now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7971112073953467770?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7971112073953467770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7971112073953467770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7971112073953467770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7971112073953467770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/09/as-much-as-i-try-to-be-happy-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5075908242197891930</id><published>2010-08-22T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:31:51.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This date was marked as one of the toughest day in my life. Losing someone so precious and loved by all. The house is never the same without him around, there is emptiness and everyone is still trying to get over the loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the news from my mom via SMS. It was a normal afternoon for me, home alone and I was about to cook my brunch. And this shocking news immediately broke me into tears..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave boyfriend a call and he rush back home, he had a hard time comforting me and get me ready to go over to grandma place. My tears are like tap water, cry non-stop. No one understands this pain, how much I want him to be there during my wedding ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him so much, I hope he is doing well at the other side. Rest in peace grandpa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5075908242197891930?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5075908242197891930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5075908242197891930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5075908242197891930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5075908242197891930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-date-was-marked-as-one-of-toughest.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6946490007473734932</id><published>2010-08-21T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T17:44:14.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's another year passed for Brother. It's his 21st, gona meet him at a pub later, along with his friends. Dont really know all of them but it's his birthday so how can I miss it. I hope everything will go well cause there are some conflict or some negative stuff I didnt like. But that's personal issues, not gona drag it into the picture and spoil his day. Hope it will be a great night because this year his birthday I didnt get to spend much time with him or I should say throughout this world year the chances that we met are very little, only spoke when we need to or meet up if there's MJ session. Sad eh, but I think this is part and pancel of life. I love him, still. Happy birthday, Brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6946490007473734932?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6946490007473734932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6946490007473734932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6946490007473734932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6946490007473734932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-another-year-passed-for-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5659761229110653998</id><published>2010-08-05T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T14:52:11.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>当我对着你们嘻嘻哈哈时…请不要认为我就是开心的…因为在我的笑声背后隐藏了很多很多的悲伤还有疲惫…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5659761229110653998?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5659761229110653998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5659761229110653998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5659761229110653998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5659761229110653998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6557472842395966764</id><published>2010-08-01T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T18:26:29.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once you gain something, you bound to lose something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bad start of august, for me. Blame it on the weather, blame it on lonely sunday but the ultimate fault comes from you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day you gain a hug, now you lose my trust, tomorrow you may lose your lifetime partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be it she hug you, you didn't hug her. Or you didn't let but she did. She hug you, you got no choice. Such excuses are just not acceptable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it was posted publicly for all to view and you were tagged in it too. How will your friends, or my friends think about it? What will be the thoughts of my parents? What should the explanation be? "No lah, they just good friends. I was there, nothing one lah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they believe? Today you let her hug, tomorrow you hug her. What else? There's always limitation to things, so what if she's your good friend? So what if you say there's nothing? But everything starts from zero, we started from there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that I was there, you didn't even show the minimum respect a partner should do. You could have ask her to put her arms away, you could have reminded her I was there and I could see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really lost trust in you. You make me feel how much you don't treasure your partner and how much you don't respect me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, you could happily show it to me and your friends; like you are proud of it. Although you said that you didnt happily show me but just want to let me know. That you tell me and never hide from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Put yourself in my shoes, I did the same thing. I hugged another guy or I let another guy hugged me without any rejection at all. And I told you, and show you the picture. How would you feel? Don't you think that it's too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no point in apologising. Because I can say it hundreds and thousands times, over and over again. But my actions were done, and no changes shown yet. Who will believe me? Who will trust me again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one mistake, one is enough to tear everything that we built for so long. Because the imagine of she hugged you or you hugged her will be flashed back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need some time away. Now as your girlfriend you can let other girls do this with my presence. Who knows next time after marriage what will happen.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm truly disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6557472842395966764?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6557472842395966764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6557472842395966764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6557472842395966764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6557472842395966764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/08/once-you-gain-something-you-bound-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-666539393357158596</id><published>2010-07-28T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T18:30:26.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Grandpa is in hospital, again. I'm so worried for his condition, recently  he has been in and out of hospital more frequent. I know he's in good hands of the nurses and doctors, I know he will be okay, I know he is strong, I know he is brave, I know he will be there to receive the cup of tea from Bby &amp; me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us,  waiting for you to be home. Stay strong grandpapa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-666539393357158596?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/666539393357158596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=666539393357158596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/666539393357158596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/666539393357158596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/grandpa-is-in-hospital-again.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6877335260073775392</id><published>2010-07-26T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T21:44:49.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There so much things that are yet to be prepared for our big day. I know that there's still quite some time to the day itself, but it seems like our list of things to be done can never be cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every girl dream to have her ideal big day, her dream wedding, her pretty special day.. &lt;strong&gt;Me too.&lt;/strong&gt; And I know that I will do whatever it takes to make that day the way we imagine it to be. I want every detail to be prefect and will go to great lengths to make sure it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that with the big day drawing nearer, I can be handle the stress of the preparation, the money problem, the stupid work load and of course his family problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No matter what happens, I'm marrying my prince charming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6877335260073775392?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6877335260073775392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6877335260073775392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6877335260073775392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6877335260073775392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/there-so-much-things-that-are-yet-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5161952633108932693</id><published>2010-07-24T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T18:56:57.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So often, people take for granted what they have, and they don't realize just how lucky they are. If you can maintain a sense of loyalty and indebtedness and thankfulness for those who have added something to your life, you will become stronger emotionally and your power will be magnified. Never lose sight of the fact that you are who you are because many people have contributed something important to your life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5161952633108932693?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5161952633108932693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5161952633108932693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5161952633108932693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5161952633108932693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-often-people-take-for-granted-what.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-432573967977715323</id><published>2010-07-21T08:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T08:26:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is a special day! Not our anniversary not any of our birthday. But I'm so soo soooooo excited :D Shall not say why yet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-432573967977715323?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/432573967977715323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=432573967977715323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/432573967977715323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/432573967977715323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/today-is-special-day-not-our.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5117995331043133195</id><published>2010-07-16T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T13:27:21.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back Dunearn Second for Lor Mee. Its my all time favorite food during my Secondary school days. A dollar is all that it takes to settle my daily recess meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the young and carefree days. Although I didn't enjoy part of my Secondary School days, those are memories and obstacles in my life. I've gain and i've loss, people come and they left, few stayed. And till today we're still in contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite a journey so far, with huge downs and moderating ups. I don't expect every of my friends or close ones to like me, I have my nasty side but I definitely have my great part as friend. But I would say, it's fate that brought us to meet, it's destined that made us close friends, but it's up to us to maintain the friendship between us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those whom hang on with my stupid temper and nonsensical attitude, or maybe used to them. Congratulate, you made it through and I hope you could continue to tolerate. Those that failed, I'm thankful for being there for me before.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Soon I'll be stepping into my next stage of life,  more things to learn and experience. With much excitement and little nervous, I am looking forward to it. I'm gona be on my own, of course my parents will still be there but minimum relies on them. I wish everything will be almost smooth sailing, if there is any storm, the first person to hear me complain/nags is my poor partner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm amazed by him. He is such a wonderful match to me, able to compromise my negative side. But of course I do too. All in all, I hope I will enjoy the future ahead. And people around me to be happy with their lives, able to find their life goal and happiness..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5117995331043133195?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5117995331043133195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5117995331043133195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5117995331043133195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5117995331043133195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/went-back-dunearn-second-for-lor-mee.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7344539059881107602</id><published>2010-07-13T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T18:49:44.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>every girls wish to have their dream wedding. a romantic proposal. a place that has a special significance, somewhere with a nice, romantic ambience. it doesn't have to be extravagant. all that is required is some innovation, excitement and lots of sincerity. it's a once in a life time occasion. but will my dream come true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7344539059881107602?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7344539059881107602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7344539059881107602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7344539059881107602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7344539059881107602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/every-girls-wish-to-have-their-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3165878250850791662</id><published>2010-07-12T19:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T11:20:43.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I step into my little space, and write about my daily life, to pen down my thoughts or feelings. Of cos there's so much to say, but often laziness takes the better of me. It's been a great 2010 so far, and I hope it continue to be better each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great countdown marks a great year. And I believe that. I will never forget that awesome night at PLAY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a job with much higher pay, definitely good benefits but the job scope CMI. I'll still work hard for my pretty next year, but I know this is not somewhere I wana stay for long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos I put on some weight, maybe more than some. Aiya, too much sugar rush from this loving relationship. But now I'm back to diet days, gotta watch my diet again. Serve me right yea. Hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday seems more or less like a routine between work and home. Weekends usually with Bby and friends, sometimes go back home or grandma place. Really miss home very much at times, miss dad's voice, miss moma's naggings, miss leon's irritating actions, miss talking to little sis before sleeping. I guess this is homesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now staying out, everything got to be settled by myself. House chores, bills, food, transport, everything.. Sometimes not happy also don't know where to complain or whine to. I feel bad cos Bby is the only one I usually spend most time with, so he tend to listen a lot of the upset runts. But of cos, within there are unhappy stuff closely related to his life. Yet he got to hear them too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days where I can pour everything out to Bro or Moma. Now everyone so busy with their own stuff, no one is talking anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on no matter what. I have new good friends to runt to, I will survive! (Random)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3165878250850791662?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3165878250850791662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3165878250850791662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3165878250850791662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3165878250850791662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-so-long-since-i-step-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-161151216369681579</id><published>2009-12-31T11:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T11:21:04.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's new year eve, last day of the year. Thinking back, so much things took place this year. And I spent half a year doing nothing much, completing my diploma, waste money and time on the licence. Tomorrow it's a new day, a new year, a brand new start. Gona pull up my socks, and work hard. Enough of breaks, time to hard back to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I felt so sad now. Cos dad says that he's on half day today and ask if I will be going home in the afternoon. But I couldnt make it, hopefully this weekend can make it up to him. Miss him. Not forgetting my other dearest family members!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone, 2009 was great, I believe 2010 will be better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-161151216369681579?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/161151216369681579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=161151216369681579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/161151216369681579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/161151216369681579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-new-year-eve-last-day-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1421946415511228130</id><published>2009-12-22T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:48:50.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fish.. Amanda... (Well, it's another "Amanda") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two names are not often mentioned here. But they're good friends from my poly days. I haven been seeing them for a year or more?! And meeting them, seeing them again is so good. Although I'm kinda quiet and doesnt initiate conversation, but we still managed to do some talking and have some laughing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the day ended with fish going off first and me accompanied Amanda to Sim Lim to search for her stuff. Walking round and round, up and down, kinda tires me. Still I place that smile on my face and continue walking.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Boyfriend came to pick me up, kinda relief and happy cause I get to see him after a long day. Hugged Amanda Goodbye and I happily ran to the car :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMjnxL34JI/AAAAAAAAJOU/4J5ugp83YSo/s1600-h/DSCF6165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418713942781845650" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMjnxL34JI/AAAAAAAAJOU/4J5ugp83YSo/s320/DSCF6165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMjnoORHhI/AAAAAAAAJOM/6qshvc4fUR0/s1600-h/DSCF6166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418713940375969298" style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMjnoORHhI/AAAAAAAAJOM/6qshvc4fUR0/s320/DSCF6166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1421946415511228130?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1421946415511228130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1421946415511228130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1421946415511228130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1421946415511228130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/fish.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMjnxL34JI/AAAAAAAAJOU/4J5ugp83YSo/s72-c/DSCF6165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2310971336414651890</id><published>2009-12-18T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:06:18.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been so long since I met up with Karen! And so happened that today we chat on MSN, both of us are free so we decided to meet up. Lucky there's no silence moment, didnt feel weird talking or having her around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause sometimes when you didnt contact or speak to someone for a period of time, there will be a distant feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went from west to town, walked alot, definitely catch up too! And we snapped tons of pictures, she's still the same! Love to camwhore so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfqgpIYAI/AAAAAAAAJN8/r0vVsEBumCg/s1600-h/DSCF6143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418709591834255362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfqgpIYAI/AAAAAAAAJN8/r0vVsEBumCg/s320/DSCF6143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfqLTsFQI/AAAAAAAAJN0/RljmnM3vhqk/s1600-h/DSCF6138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418709586107176194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfqLTsFQI/AAAAAAAAJN0/RljmnM3vhqk/s320/DSCF6138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfpvUWO-I/AAAAAAAAJNs/e5nZ_8Dc2gA/s1600-h/DSCF6145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418709578593745890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfpvUWO-I/AAAAAAAAJNs/e5nZ_8Dc2gA/s320/DSCF6145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfpTgvExI/AAAAAAAAJNk/7WIr55A5bxk/s1600-h/DSCF6132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418709571129512722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfpTgvExI/AAAAAAAAJNk/7WIr55A5bxk/s320/DSCF6132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfo4B-ynI/AAAAAAAAJNc/kwPPzcgTsIc/s1600-h/DSCF6131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418709563752761970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfo4B-ynI/AAAAAAAAJNc/kwPPzcgTsIc/s320/DSCF6131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2310971336414651890?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2310971336414651890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2310971336414651890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2310971336414651890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2310971336414651890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-been-so-long-since-i-met-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMfqgpIYAI/AAAAAAAAJN8/r0vVsEBumCg/s72-c/DSCF6143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2245132423555534804</id><published>2009-12-15T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:11:09.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The girls came over for meet up, MJ session. And sweet Brenden boy made lunch for us (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMhbwIUiKI/AAAAAAAAJOE/GkLp0c8okCU/s1600-h/DSCF6116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMhbwIUiKI/AAAAAAAAJOE/GkLp0c8okCU/s320/DSCF6116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418711537316825250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2245132423555534804?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2245132423555534804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2245132423555534804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2245132423555534804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2245132423555534804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/girls-came-over-for-meet-up-mj-session.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SzMhbwIUiKI/AAAAAAAAJOE/GkLp0c8okCU/s72-c/DSCF6116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-8532975793460123598</id><published>2009-12-13T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T14:42:03.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Beautiful Sunday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another weekend but I spent it with my special one. Finally it's day off for Mr. Boyfriend, we went for movie and it sucks. But the meal was great! I love every Sunday! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy every moment with you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V3zIQWQI/AAAAAAAAJNU/eLnJ4qTVggg/s1600-h/DSCF6085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417572925111818498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V3zIQWQI/AAAAAAAAJNU/eLnJ4qTVggg/s320/DSCF6085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V3X4YIWI/AAAAAAAAJNM/-28QiZRmA-w/s1600-h/DSCF6109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417572917797462370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V3X4YIWI/AAAAAAAAJNM/-28QiZRmA-w/s320/DSCF6109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V229IyfI/AAAAAAAAJNE/Ruc7n2uoX9g/s1600-h/DSCF6104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417572908959058418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V229IyfI/AAAAAAAAJNE/Ruc7n2uoX9g/s320/DSCF6104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V2bKHiHI/AAAAAAAAJM8/oeFjmLRWbH0/s1600-h/DSCF6088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417572901497309298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V2bKHiHI/AAAAAAAAJM8/oeFjmLRWbH0/s320/DSCF6088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-8532975793460123598?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8532975793460123598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=8532975793460123598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8532975793460123598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8532975793460123598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/beautiful-sunday-its-just-another.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sy8V3zIQWQI/AAAAAAAAJNU/eLnJ4qTVggg/s72-c/DSCF6085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7436476143386854154</id><published>2009-12-07T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:32:53.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so low now, wiping my tears, clearing my nose, whining to myself.. as well as comforting myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really so tough, forces us to choose paths which we dislike, makes us no choice but to take that path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life worst enemy and partner is money. Everyone got that love/hate feeling towards money. Some work their whole life yet the return only sufficient for daily meals and bring up family. Some work so little, yet gets huge returns.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at the edge point now, placing my heart to search for what I want.. But things always dont turn out my way, it's always able to dream of but never a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love art, design.. colours.. drawing.. But mom spoilt my dreams. I followed her words, took up Supply Chain. And found out that the industry wasn't how I picture it to be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now school is all that I wanted, seriously want to get back to the table and chairs. Pen and pencil, projects and assignments, tests and examinations days. This fast changing world got no space for diploma, degree is like the expected education now. I want to move up higher, work harder.. But how? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is always the obstacle. Who is willing to dig that huge sum of money out for me. I swear when I start working I will pay back.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the bills and expenses coming in, I feel Mr. Boyfriend getting tense up and stress over money. I really dont want him to take the burden alone, yet I selfishly slowly decide on the jobs available just because I didnt want to spoil my career plans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just take up whatever job that comes to be, even though I didnt like it, even though it will not be related to my long term career path.. For the sake of money, maybe I should just go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost, I wish I could ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7436476143386854154?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7436476143386854154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7436476143386854154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7436476143386854154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7436476143386854154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-feel-so-low-now-wiping-my-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3180757747800286259</id><published>2009-12-07T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:41:43.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Envy those who can study,&lt;br /&gt;Hate those who doesnt treasure when they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University just gives me the feeling of "so near yet so far"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sickening!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3180757747800286259?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3180757747800286259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3180757747800286259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3180757747800286259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3180757747800286259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/12/envy-those-who-can-study-hate-those-who.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7835142465833213408</id><published>2009-11-28T11:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:35:08.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Burdens are the foundations of ease and bitter things the forerunners of pleasure.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often we resent the difficult moments in life and forget that they provide an important service for us. Not only do they lay a foundation and pave the way for better times later; they help us to become stronger, better people so we can appreciate those pleasant experiences when they arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this reading and I love it so much. A short paragraph with tons of inspiration, energy providing to move forward. It's like a glimpse of hope, gentle reminder that the difficult moments will pass and the sun will shine once again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7835142465833213408?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7835142465833213408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7835142465833213408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7835142465833213408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7835142465833213408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/burdens-are-foundations-of-ease-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1090874814001731807</id><published>2009-11-27T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T12:59:49.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr. Boyfriend is working today, even on a public holiday. Aint feeling happy at all, but he unwillingly leave me at home. I know I should give him my support for his work, encourage him and all. Still, I didnt want us to drift apart cause of work/money. The time we spent together didnt allow us to do much things, nor speak to each other. Every night he doze off so quickly that I didnt get to say much words to him or talk about what happened in the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till I saw this... It changed part of my thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"So when it comes to balancing work and romance, I'm not a believer. There should be no balance... These two hungers, for work and for romance, work together in successful people. To me, both are full-out endeavors, endeavors that depend on each other and should never get in the way of one another.. I give both everything I've got, and the effort, in the long run, is always worth it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to be more patient and supportive. Because deep inside, I know that he's doing all this for me... for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1090874814001731807?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1090874814001731807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1090874814001731807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1090874814001731807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1090874814001731807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/mr.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3032560578953610937</id><published>2009-11-26T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T11:52:34.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another exhuasting day, woke up super early for driving and instructor is late! Met up with Choy darling for brunch, before I head home to rest for 2 hours. Then it's tuition all the way till night time. Thursday is always so busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Three Rules of Work: Out of clutter find simplicity; From discord find harmony; In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity." - Albert Einstein&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3032560578953610937?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3032560578953610937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3032560578953610937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3032560578953610937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3032560578953610937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/three-rules-of-work-out-of-clutter-find.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-757858487881208948</id><published>2009-11-23T20:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:30:43.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know it's why too early for my bedtime now. But I just want to get away from where I am.. Shall head off to bed with a heavy heart and hope to wake up to a better tomorrow. Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-757858487881208948?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/757858487881208948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=757858487881208948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/757858487881208948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/757858487881208948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-its-why-too-early-for-my-bedtime.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-8668591670509452397</id><published>2009-11-23T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T18:51:15.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish there were more than 24 hours a day. Then, I can spend everyday gleefully with him. I wish there were no weekdays at all. Cause I love days when Mr. Boyfriend spends the whole day at home staring at me and doing nothing else. I wish all my friends will love me for whom I am. I wish everyone around me to be happy and healthy. I wish that today's 5.5mil TOTO will be mine. I wish everything I wish can come true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even "Ginny"(Genie) can't grant her wishes herself, so better get moving and stop daydreaming.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to wish, although i know nothing will come true out of wishing. I'm just being foolish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-8668591670509452397?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8668591670509452397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=8668591670509452397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8668591670509452397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8668591670509452397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wish-there-were-more-than-24-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7120397707763238937</id><published>2009-11-22T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T19:21:49.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder why am I losing confidence in myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wild thoughts, jealousy, envy, comparison are getting over me. I wonder why female gets sensitive easily, is it good or bad?  I need to breathe. I need to think clearly ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7120397707763238937?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7120397707763238937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7120397707763238937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7120397707763238937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7120397707763238937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wonder-why-am-i-losing-confidence-in.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4068669290070361199</id><published>2009-11-21T17:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:11:47.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to watch 2012 later, and weird thing is.. my baby brother - Leon will be coming along too. It's odd, but well.. Since moma is unwell, bring him out will give her space to rest and peacefully without him around. Hopefully it wont be a hard time controlling him cause he's not afraid of me -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4068669290070361199?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4068669290070361199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4068669290070361199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4068669290070361199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4068669290070361199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/going-to-watch-2012-later-and-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-858238508893514493</id><published>2009-11-19T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:14:52.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been busy with tuition and driving lessons lately. With TP nearing, and stupid old (instructor) kept nagging me. It makes me worry that I could not make it for the test, but I'm sure I know more than enough to pass. (hopefully) Anyway, I think that old man didn't praise of his students before. Still, I guess I can trust in his coaching cause most of his students one time pass!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-858238508893514493?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/858238508893514493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=858238508893514493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/858238508893514493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/858238508893514493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/ive-been-busy-with-tuition-and-driving.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-360375025511569516</id><published>2009-11-18T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:18:16.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; birthday today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Don't&lt;/span&gt; feel weird when you see this name "Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt;". It's my calling for "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;kakak&lt;/span&gt;", meaning : sister. She's nobody new, she's my ex-colleague. Someone whom I'm close to from the start of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JobsDB&lt;/span&gt; days, till today, we're still in contact and hopefully.. in the near future or future future.. We will still sit at cafe, enjoy coffee and have long hours of chats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-360375025511569516?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/360375025511569516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=360375025511569516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/360375025511569516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/360375025511569516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-ah-kak-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-8022704347045409304</id><published>2009-11-13T01:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T02:02:36.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nobody knows. No one felt the same as I do.. &lt;i&gt;But what's bothering me?&lt;/i&gt; I got no idea. Too many things twisted together, one after another. I've got no strength to untie all of them, but who is going to help me. &lt;i&gt;Hai&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-8022704347045409304?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8022704347045409304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=8022704347045409304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8022704347045409304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8022704347045409304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/nobody-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5735343748013965376</id><published>2009-11-11T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T18:46:07.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Story of 3 fishermen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=CXEFicop21OI3FBs&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=CXEFicop21OI3FBs&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=CXEFicop21OI3FBs&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5735343748013965376?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5735343748013965376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5735343748013965376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5735343748013965376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5735343748013965376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/story-of-3-fishermen.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7912433287213960532</id><published>2009-11-11T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T17:56:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sexy eh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'&gt;&lt;object id='A64060' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=MHmYS25GHROHOW5u&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=MHmYS25GHROHOW5u&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowNetworking' value='all'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=MHmYS25GHROHOW5u&amp;service=sendables.jibjab.com&amp;partnerID=JibJab'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'&gt;Whoooooo ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7912433287213960532?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7912433287213960532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7912433287213960532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7912433287213960532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7912433287213960532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/sexy-eh-whoooooo.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7463717494211919703</id><published>2009-11-11T15:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:01:47.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so cruel to "see only, no buying". Cause of driving lessons, my pocket burnt one fucking huge hole. Still got to struggle for couple of weeks, hopefully I can one time pass! I dont have that much money to retake, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I WANT DAD HOME SOOON!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7463717494211919703?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7463717494211919703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7463717494211919703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7463717494211919703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7463717494211919703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-so-cruel-to-see-only-no-buying.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3118374467062195674</id><published>2009-10-31T22:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:14:06.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We gave a miss to the Halloween trip at Night Safari as it's pouring. So Mr. Boyfriend drove my lovey dovey parents down to Simei to celebrate my little cousins birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwT5cX-fI/AAAAAAAAJKc/rktA4o1BBdU/s1600-h/DSCF1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402754190123989490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwT5cX-fI/AAAAAAAAJKc/rktA4o1BBdU/s320/DSCF1049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwTbvOlqI/AAAAAAAAJKU/ZLNVTsJks7o/s1600-h/DSCF1034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402754182150002338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwTbvOlqI/AAAAAAAAJKU/ZLNVTsJks7o/s320/DSCF1034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwTP1lXDI/AAAAAAAAJKM/oKSQNSLYemk/s1600-h/DSCF1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402754178955435058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwTP1lXDI/AAAAAAAAJKM/oKSQNSLYemk/s320/DSCF1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwSjjm3cI/AAAAAAAAJKE/aE7BJdTwv_0/s1600-h/DSCF1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402754167068876226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwSjjm3cI/AAAAAAAAJKE/aE7BJdTwv_0/s320/DSCF1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwSQjX38I/AAAAAAAAJJ8/A5g15o6vyGo/s1600-h/DSCF1047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402754161967620034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwSQjX38I/AAAAAAAAJJ8/A5g15o6vyGo/s320/DSCF1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm happy whenever you are near (:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpxUtFTdcI/AAAAAAAAJKk/Z-q3sC7hqXI/s1600-h/DSCF1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402755303497496002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpxUtFTdcI/AAAAAAAAJKk/Z-q3sC7hqXI/s320/DSCF1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3118374467062195674?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3118374467062195674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3118374467062195674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3118374467062195674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3118374467062195674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-gave-miss-to-halloween-trip-at-night.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpwT5cX-fI/AAAAAAAAJKc/rktA4o1BBdU/s72-c/DSCF1049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-151365951109792511</id><published>2009-10-31T14:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:57:44.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just another Sunday (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy to write out the events that took place that day. It's just a random trip down to Chinatown area, walk walk.. Found out new places, been to many different unknown areas.. Lastly, head to bugis for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple weekend with two of my love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpiiU3pVgI/AAAAAAAAJG8/grFmtzzhzec/s1600-h/DSCF0999.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402739044841510402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpiiU3pVgI/AAAAAAAAJG8/grFmtzzhzec/s320/DSCF0999.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svpih5m09jI/AAAAAAAAJG0/LUIqXhxqfnc/s1600-h/DSCF1001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402739037523211826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svpih5m09jI/AAAAAAAAJG0/LUIqXhxqfnc/s320/DSCF1001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpihgnVR4I/AAAAAAAAJGs/Ljpp210DcI8/s1600-h/DSCF1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402739030814443394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpihgnVR4I/AAAAAAAAJGs/Ljpp210DcI8/s320/DSCF1002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpihMmDEtI/AAAAAAAAJGk/gAXyc0HKfGI/s1600-h/DSCF1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402739025440346834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpihMmDEtI/AAAAAAAAJGk/gAXyc0HKfGI/s320/DSCF1004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svpigz8unWI/AAAAAAAAJGc/RkvzFd6lim4/s1600-h/DSCF1005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402739018824588642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svpigz8unWI/AAAAAAAAJGc/RkvzFd6lim4/s320/DSCF1005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svplr6tXc5I/AAAAAAAAJHE/b7p2ortycHo/s1600-h/DSCF1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402742508152648594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svplr6tXc5I/AAAAAAAAJHE/b7p2ortycHo/s320/DSCF1006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpltkS2zjI/AAAAAAAAJHk/mO7z_PzhIWE/s1600-h/DSCF1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402742536495615538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpltkS2zjI/AAAAAAAAJHk/mO7z_PzhIWE/s320/DSCF1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpltMyPO4I/AAAAAAAAJHc/3Fly48lX_d4/s1600-h/DSCF1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402742530184788866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpltMyPO4I/AAAAAAAAJHc/3Fly48lX_d4/s320/DSCF1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svpls0L8XAI/AAAAAAAAJHU/W23dsLiHEFE/s1600-h/DSCF1010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402742523581717506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svpls0L8XAI/AAAAAAAAJHU/W23dsLiHEFE/s320/DSCF1010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svplsb6G-AI/AAAAAAAAJHM/2BcmaXPSiN0/s1600-h/DSCF1007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402742517064464386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svplsb6G-AI/AAAAAAAAJHM/2BcmaXPSiN0/s320/DSCF1007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svppber5fpI/AAAAAAAAJIM/qRBlliJG0gQ/s1600-h/DSCF1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402746623798902418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svppber5fpI/AAAAAAAAJIM/qRBlliJG0gQ/s320/DSCF1012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvppbNG1wEI/AAAAAAAAJIE/VF0V75TiT3o/s1600-h/DSCF1011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402746619080065090" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvppZ5v6OjI/AAAAAAAAJHs/zyYm3sigNuY/s320/DSCF1015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpqXcUTaOI/AAAAAAAAJI0/dWIxhBLW9FU/s1600-h/DSCF1024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402747653955217634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpqXcUTaOI/AAAAAAAAJI0/dWIxhBLW9FU/s320/DSCF1024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpqXKx9EXI/AAAAAAAAJIs/4Al_qACasnM/s1600-h/DSCF1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402747649247744370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpqXKx9EXI/AAAAAAAAJIs/4Al_qACasnM/s320/DSCF1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpqWk1MhZI/AAAAAAAAJIk/t1_hhhwH1Ig/s1600-h/DSCF1019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402747639060792722" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpsQOCTn7I/AAAAAAAAJJs/FkBEgG9bTKY/s320/DSCF1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpsPmWG4JI/AAAAAAAAJJk/ffUK_GpWUGQ/s1600-h/DSCF1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402749718231441554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpsPmWG4JI/AAAAAAAAJJk/ffUK_GpWUGQ/s320/DSCF1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-151365951109792511?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/151365951109792511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=151365951109792511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/151365951109792511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/151365951109792511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-another-sunday-lazy-to-write-out.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SvpiiU3pVgI/AAAAAAAAJG8/grFmtzzhzec/s72-c/DSCF0999.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2040269172115816657</id><published>2009-10-30T17:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T19:13:55.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;我是谁?&lt;/em&gt; 傅老師!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;English please.. &lt;/em&gt;Teacher Poa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYA. I'm gona be a teacher or rather a tutor, part time lah. Currently, struggling to complete my driving so I decided to focus on it first before I get myself a full time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom says I will kill those kids. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We shall seeee ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2040269172115816657?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2040269172115816657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2040269172115816657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2040269172115816657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2040269172115816657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/english-please.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7295078798901830294</id><published>2009-10-29T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T23:25:36.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I always believe that I have talents in designing and arts! And I have huge interest in them. But I could never fulfil my dreams to take up design/arts courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, today I'm proud of myself! I helped Ah Dan to do his project poster (:  Although it's not a 101% prefect artwork but I managed to express out what's in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did everything from ZERO! And I find it cute and beautiful (Dont care whether you all agree or not).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SumylXnkyPI/AAAAAAAAJDc/kM5FUS6HJgw/s1600-h/safety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398041983445158130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SumylXnkyPI/AAAAAAAAJDc/kM5FUS6HJgw/s400/safety.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7295078798901830294?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7295078798901830294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7295078798901830294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7295078798901830294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7295078798901830294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-always-believe-that-i-have-talents-in.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SumylXnkyPI/AAAAAAAAJDc/kM5FUS6HJgw/s72-c/safety.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4494987775068670281</id><published>2009-10-27T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:55:51.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple 4 letter words with a huge meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven been going home but I am at home. It sounds kind of ironic, but deep inside only I feel happy staying with Mr. Boyfriend &amp;amp; co. It's not due to the huge amount of freedom gained because there's no parents around. Neither do I enjoy paying bills, meals, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, I feel much more wanted here than before. There's a reason why I like to stay home nowadays and not trying hard to leave, coming back with a relief and smile, thinking "home sweet room" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike last time.. Going home was a struggle, I would always think of many excuses to get myself out of home, or I would lock myself in the room. I didnt speak much with any of my family members...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time mom says that I haven been going home for so long, I would coldly reply her "for what?!". I know it hurts to voice out these. But I, myself feel hurt too. Nobody knows, except him.. him.. him.. and her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll stop here or else I will cry like crazy. I'm an emotional kid, that's why Mr. Boyfriend calls me his baby girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4494987775068670281?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4494987775068670281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4494987775068670281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4494987775068670281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4494987775068670281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/home.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1097146577307625009</id><published>2009-10-26T13:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:14:55.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're the love of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SuUuVn_1wLI/AAAAAAAAJDU/8ANUIpRC5jc/s1600-h/13092009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396770677522284722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SuUuVn_1wLI/AAAAAAAAJDU/8ANUIpRC5jc/s400/13092009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships - of all kinds - are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1097146577307625009?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1097146577307625009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1097146577307625009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1097146577307625009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1097146577307625009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-love-of-my-life-relationships-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SuUuVn_1wLI/AAAAAAAAJDU/8ANUIpRC5jc/s72-c/13092009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2249030155766844798</id><published>2009-10-24T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:50:56.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Yinhao Birthday Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although not very close with Yinhao but Mr. Boyfriend still went to his party. We didnt really enjoy much cause the party wasnt well planned. Everyone was in different groups, all over the void deck area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his birthday cake look damn beautiful. (Mr. Boyfriend says his 21st birthday cake must be nicer than his..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think it's so hard to control the crowd when you are running the party. Unless the group knows each other internally, other wise, it's so hard to gather them together. Furthermore, I didnt have any birthday party for myself before. Except for this year, Ah Dan organised one for me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the next birthday party will be Delia's. And she got a theme - Retro! I got no idea what to where -.- Still thinking..... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4q4iajVI/AAAAAAAAJL8/-BT0YoHU7qs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402763381110902098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4q4iajVI/AAAAAAAAJL8/-BT0YoHU7qs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4qjKklFI/AAAAAAAAJL0/ai44TNB2R4g/s1600-h/10328_156780717986_741597986_2751074_3784888_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402763375373751378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4qjKklFI/AAAAAAAAJL0/ai44TNB2R4g/s320/10328_156780717986_741597986_2751074_3784888_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4qRXU-qI/AAAAAAAAJLs/ol9I3F3hDaU/s1600-h/10328_156796787986_741597986_2751210_4270822_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402763370595416738" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4SOLqsKI/AAAAAAAAJLE/0UWTD8za17k/s320/10328_156797037986_741597986_2751250_3770754_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4R_tKIAI/AAAAAAAAJK8/BnK3oAQNDAs/s1600-h/DSCF0993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402762953538281474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4R_tKIAI/AAAAAAAAJK8/BnK3oAQNDAs/s320/DSCF0993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2249030155766844798?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2249030155766844798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2249030155766844798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2249030155766844798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2249030155766844798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/yinhao-birthday-party-although-not-very.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Svp4q4iajVI/AAAAAAAAJL8/-BT0YoHU7qs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6640356293384215136</id><published>2009-10-21T17:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T18:07:55.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been neglecting my site for so long. Everyday I am super free yet so lazy to write an entry, I just feel that it's so tiring to think about the content of the entry. I guess it's time that I do some updating! Entries will be backdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy that our room is nicely done. I've been shopping for room decorations rather than clothes, bags, etc. I think I'm turning very "Aunty" like. But I feel that clothes aren't that important now, love it at first sight but next moment it's just a piece of cloth. Sufficient is good enough (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's a new decoration in the room. Cheap and pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7axjkiecI/AAAAAAAAI-c/fwCD_HcoYYM/s1600-h/18102009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394989948533373378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7axjkiecI/AAAAAAAAI-c/fwCD_HcoYYM/s320/18102009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6640356293384215136?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6640356293384215136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6640356293384215136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6640356293384215136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6640356293384215136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-have-been-neglecting-my-site-for-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7axjkiecI/AAAAAAAAI-c/fwCD_HcoYYM/s72-c/18102009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7860301335476675660</id><published>2009-10-19T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T18:27:44.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Surprise surprise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely a pleasant surprise and it made a good start off for my week. I was shock when I saw a postman outside the door, calling for "Ginny Bao.. Ms. Bao..." It took me few minutes to actually process the information that it's my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pretty huge winnie the pooh envelope, with my name at the front and ...... my dearest faraway girlfriend ..... VINCI name at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple message, few pictures, lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394989945733485346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7axZI_kyI/AAAAAAAAI-U/9G4QKn7pR5I/s320/19102009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7axD9MkOI/AAAAAAAAI-M/wwVYyvldWio/s1600-h/19102009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394989940046860514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7axD9MkOI/AAAAAAAAI-M/wwVYyvldWio/s320/19102009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7awhRpLoI/AAAAAAAAI-E/A1RYSjERNUE/s1600-h/19102009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394989930737380994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7awhRpLoI/AAAAAAAAI-E/A1RYSjERNUE/s320/19102009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Choy darling, together with Brenden Boy. Both of them can never stop arguing, I guess this is the way they communicate. Apart from that, I had the longest chat with Brenden Boy. I never felt this great talking to him before, and I had never thought that I would talk to him about my problems. Nor heard his worries from him. It felt as if I have another person to hear my problems, someone close like a family member.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7860301335476675660?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7860301335476675660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7860301335476675660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7860301335476675660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7860301335476675660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/surprise-surprise-its-definitely.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7axZI_kyI/AAAAAAAAI-U/9G4QKn7pR5I/s72-c/19102009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5824140845442635796</id><published>2009-10-18T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T12:26:47.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's grandma birthday! Today it's the actual day, but we celebrated it over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family will always come behind friends or own entertainment. It's so hard to have a simple family gathering, you will only see those usual few going back to visit. If not for such occasion, you will never see the whole family get together. It's always the usual excuses, "not free" "busy" "see how lah" "maybe going", busy with school work or i-don't-know but actual fact is out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to celebration day. I wasn't in prefect mood that day, I know it suppose to be a happy day but I just couldn't smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my dearest friend, Brenden, giving black face due to being uncomfortable facing my relatives. I know his reluctance of joining us and there's other reasons behind his spoilt mood too. But I just want him to know that, I'm thankful he came, apologies for my stubbornness (cause I keep on asking him to go) and my relatives words. I felt that he's my close friend, just like a family member to me, I would love him to join my family celebrations. But I didn't expect it to turn out sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't please when my aunt commented on my tattoo, where or how I wanted the tattoo to be is my decision. I will bear the consequences of the aftermath. Then again, mouth belongs to others, there's no way I could prevent them from speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I didn't like it when aunt uses the word "carelafare" on my close friend. It's definitely very rude and unpleasant. Moreover, it's grandma's birthday, more the merrier and grandma saw him before, mom &amp;amp; dad know him. So I don't see the problem of having him joining the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bad night for me, though I'm suppose to be happy but I just couldn't smile happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7wAh4-SDI/AAAAAAAAJC8/L41KoYI4g1M/s1600-h/8434_160579023306_672943306_2636875_6049270_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395013295524431922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7wAh4-SDI/AAAAAAAAJC8/L41KoYI4g1M/s400/8434_160579023306_672943306_2636875_6049270_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7wABApepI/AAAAAAAAJC0/soKX321WMLU/s1600-h/8434_160579048306_672943306_2636876_3287248_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395013286698252946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7voCXNj9I/AAAAAAAAJBs/jnnqu3lzcaE/s400/8434_160617043306_672943306_2637278_389128_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7vn21nLTI/AAAAAAAAJBk/YR9jW1bUrzo/s1600-h/8434_160617063306_672943306_2637279_7171856_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395012871650749746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7vn21nLTI/AAAAAAAAJBk/YR9jW1bUrzo/s400/8434_160617063306_672943306_2637279_7171856_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7wAxc6HVI/AAAAAAAAJDE/P-xVn5cChXY/s1600-h/8434_160579013306_672943306_2636874_1409626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395013299701685586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7wAxc6HVI/AAAAAAAAJDE/P-xVn5cChXY/s400/8434_160579013306_672943306_2636874_1409626_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5824140845442635796?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5824140845442635796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5824140845442635796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5824140845442635796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5824140845442635796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-grandma-birthday-today-its-actual.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7wAh4-SDI/AAAAAAAAJC8/L41KoYI4g1M/s72-c/8434_160579023306_672943306_2636875_6049270_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-9091432752462323499</id><published>2009-10-18T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T08:06:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as I need my guy, I need my whiny brother! &lt;i&gt; hey bitch, you better move your ass out of your house! Or else I will drag you out by your dick.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-9091432752462323499?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9091432752462323499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=9091432752462323499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/9091432752462323499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/9091432752462323499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/as-much-as-i-need-my-guy-i-need-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2565039138534195269</id><published>2009-10-17T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:40:16.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spend the whole day packing our room! Tv nicest place, table fixed up, bed moved, my stuff nicely packed aside. Not as messy as before. Room almost done! Happy (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/StmsFQtHOlI/AAAAAAAAI9s/5RoO3lj_6FQ/s1600-h/17102009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/StmsFQtHOlI/AAAAAAAAI9s/5RoO3lj_6FQ/s320/17102009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393531235136387666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2565039138534195269?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2565039138534195269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2565039138534195269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2565039138534195269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2565039138534195269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/spend-whole-day-packing-our-room-tv.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/StmsFQtHOlI/AAAAAAAAI9s/5RoO3lj_6FQ/s72-c/17102009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1811908881348768520</id><published>2009-10-17T12:27:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:00:08.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7nMgdo8dI/AAAAAAAAJAE/39YG0-S2j90/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395003605695132114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7nMgdo8dI/AAAAAAAAJAE/39YG0-S2j90/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocked?!&lt;br /&gt;haha. OF COURSE ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7kIPbWgpI/AAAAAAAAI-k/Bv5U5QymfN4/s1600-h/9125_179640100361_640635361_3840986_2965781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395000233867772562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7kIPbWgpI/AAAAAAAAI-k/Bv5U5QymfN4/s400/9125_179640100361_640635361_3840986_2965781_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... It's not mine lah.&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing that picture,&lt;br /&gt;did the thought of&lt;br /&gt;"HUH?! Ginny married liao meh?!"&lt;br /&gt;came across your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coming soon, but not yet nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 7th month, there's thousand and one weddings! Out of nowhere, I'll get the news that this couple getting married or someone I know getting engaged, etc. Year end is surely a blissful period (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just been to one wedding with Mr. Boyfriend, his mom and Brenden Boy. I wont say it's the best wedding dinner I went to, but like any other wedding, it gives me a blissful scene and touching feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mWNhDxWI/AAAAAAAAI-s/iIE-cxUn5Oo/s1600-h/9125_179640110361_640635361_3840988_3507791_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002672896263522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mWNhDxWI/AAAAAAAAI-s/iIE-cxUn5Oo/s400/9125_179640110361_640635361_3840988_3507791_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mXdhRoyI/AAAAAAAAI_M/CietdmpoPWk/s1600-h/9125_179640090361_640635361_3840984_7054053_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002694372008738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mXdhRoyI/AAAAAAAAI_M/CietdmpoPWk/s400/9125_179640090361_640635361_3840984_7054053_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mXFxadSI/AAAAAAAAI_E/5k_19QYwzJY/s1600-h/9125_179640095361_640635361_3840985_6758552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002687997244706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mXFxadSI/AAAAAAAAI_E/5k_19QYwzJY/s400/9125_179640095361_640635361_3840985_6758552_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mW6U8LfI/AAAAAAAAI-8/Dh05hnOSL5M/s1600-h/9125_179640115361_640635361_3840989_1830585_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002684925029874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mW6U8LfI/AAAAAAAAI-8/Dh05hnOSL5M/s400/9125_179640115361_640635361_3840989_1830585_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mWZfB4hI/AAAAAAAAI-0/NrRT_2Yx1Gg/s1600-h/9125_179640120361_640635361_3840990_510179_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002676108976658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mWZfB4hI/AAAAAAAAI-0/NrRT_2Yx1Gg/s400/9125_179640120361_640635361_3840990_510179_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mo5sp2pI/AAAAAAAAI_0/Zn06KBaW3fc/s1600-h/9125_179640145361_640635361_3840995_4173840_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002993993702034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mo5sp2pI/AAAAAAAAI_0/Zn06KBaW3fc/s400/9125_179640145361_640635361_3840995_4173840_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7moqfAg6I/AAAAAAAAI_s/wBe9vEqfGQ8/s1600-h/9125_179640140361_640635361_3840994_8092915_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002989909935010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7moqfAg6I/AAAAAAAAI_s/wBe9vEqfGQ8/s400/9125_179640140361_640635361_3840994_8092915_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7moU0aYCI/AAAAAAAAI_k/pdLraKztWM0/s1600-h/9125_179640135361_640635361_3840993_5616138_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002984094130210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7moU0aYCI/AAAAAAAAI_k/pdLraKztWM0/s400/9125_179640135361_640635361_3840993_5616138_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7moPOUgvI/AAAAAAAAI_c/KxUNpl5_55g/s1600-h/9125_179640130361_640635361_3840992_2803110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002982592185074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7moPOUgvI/AAAAAAAAI_c/KxUNpl5_55g/s400/9125_179640130361_640635361_3840992_2803110_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mn4M5leI/AAAAAAAAI_U/9SaDI7Q412U/s1600-h/9125_179640125361_640635361_3840991_5034971_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395002976412210658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mn4M5leI/AAAAAAAAI_U/9SaDI7Q412U/s400/9125_179640125361_640635361_3840991_5034971_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mz3JDb9I/AAAAAAAAI_8/Cy-bhyeZVzc/s1600-h/9125_179640150361_640635361_3840996_7188289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395003182286073810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7mz3JDb9I/AAAAAAAAI_8/Cy-bhyeZVzc/s400/9125_179640150361_640635361_3840996_7188289_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My favourite picture of us! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7pnWizpQI/AAAAAAAAJAM/v6VY7mcEaqg/s1600-h/9125_179640085361_640635361_3840983_3180847_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395006265912173826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7pnWizpQI/AAAAAAAAJAM/v6VY7mcEaqg/s400/9125_179640085361_640635361_3840983_3180847_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1811908881348768520?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1811908881348768520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1811908881348768520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1811908881348768520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1811908881348768520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-ever-after-shocked-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7nMgdo8dI/AAAAAAAAJAE/39YG0-S2j90/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5570570807102959924</id><published>2009-10-15T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T14:26:00.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seconds, hours, so many days&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want, but how long can you wait?&lt;br /&gt;Every moment last forever.&lt;br /&gt;When you feel you've lost your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if my chances were already gone?&lt;br /&gt;I started believing that I could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;But you give me one good reason.&lt;br /&gt;To fight and never walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5570570807102959924?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5570570807102959924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5570570807102959924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5570570807102959924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5570570807102959924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/seconds-hours-so-many-days-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4073352049879177258</id><published>2009-10-12T14:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:06:43.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not the best day I've had.&lt;br /&gt;Today is not the worst day I've been through.&lt;br /&gt;But today is like any other day.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I do, I never fail to think of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/StLHVoZHgzI/AAAAAAAAI9k/_OvGRCWwIe8/s1600-h/xMk31VLyPoqepsmbmd0Ai3iRo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391590878349853490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/StLHVoZHgzI/AAAAAAAAI9k/_OvGRCWwIe8/s320/xMk31VLyPoqepsmbmd0Ai3iRo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4073352049879177258?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4073352049879177258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4073352049879177258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4073352049879177258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4073352049879177258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-is-not-best-day-ive-had.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/StLHVoZHgzI/AAAAAAAAI9k/_OvGRCWwIe8/s72-c/xMk31VLyPoqepsmbmd0Ai3iRo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1692034507081721705</id><published>2009-10-11T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T19:13:12.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's HEALTHY Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the idea of going to East Coast Park for cycling (: We haven do any sports under the sun before, so glad that we said it and we did it! We really need to do some exercise regularly, especially myself. Putting on so much weight after losing them, just isn't the way. I have to control but sometimes food is just so evil! It's so suffering to see and could not eat, to eat but not to be full, how to enjoy eating like this?! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sBv0G4XI/AAAAAAAAJBc/7IMZNdoSD2U/s1600-h/9125_179639960361_640635361_3840966_6485189_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008918395478386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sBv0G4XI/AAAAAAAAJBc/7IMZNdoSD2U/s400/9125_179639960361_640635361_3840966_6485189_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sBXpdUuI/AAAAAAAAJBU/_BnNlIlrqFs/s1600-h/9125_179639975361_640635361_3840968_3108860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008911908360930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sBXpdUuI/AAAAAAAAJBU/_BnNlIlrqFs/s400/9125_179639975361_640635361_3840968_3108860_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sAyzwY3I/AAAAAAAAJBM/qXG2zeJJUj4/s1600-h/9125_179639980361_640635361_3840969_5242120_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008902019441522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sAyzwY3I/AAAAAAAAJBM/qXG2zeJJUj4/s400/9125_179639980361_640635361_3840969_5242120_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sAo4LuCI/AAAAAAAAJBE/74J9Cb2cwxs/s1600-h/9125_179640000361_640635361_3840971_2676317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008899353655330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sAo4LuCI/AAAAAAAAJBE/74J9Cb2cwxs/s400/9125_179640000361_640635361_3840971_2676317_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sAZzYjzI/AAAAAAAAJA8/T9jY1Ydvn58/s1600-h/9125_179640015361_640635361_3840973_3324387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008895306993458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sAZzYjzI/AAAAAAAAJA8/T9jY1Ydvn58/s400/9125_179640015361_640635361_3840973_3324387_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r2lmBAhI/AAAAAAAAJA0/8FThXQOHFMs/s1600-h/9125_179640020361_640635361_3840974_4831177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008726673457682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r2lmBAhI/AAAAAAAAJA0/8FThXQOHFMs/s400/9125_179640020361_640635361_3840974_4831177_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r2JL3tyI/AAAAAAAAJAs/WfcllbNrUeE/s1600-h/9125_179640030361_640635361_3840975_4050317_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008719047604002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r2JL3tyI/AAAAAAAAJAs/WfcllbNrUeE/s400/9125_179640030361_640635361_3840975_4050317_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r19gXBPI/AAAAAAAAJAk/X4qZXrRMo20/s1600-h/9125_179640045361_640635361_3840977_1685295_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008715912316146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r19gXBPI/AAAAAAAAJAk/X4qZXrRMo20/s400/9125_179640045361_640635361_3840977_1685295_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r1lsYKZI/AAAAAAAAJAc/MC67uX8PrFs/s1600-h/9125_179640050361_640635361_3840978_5673818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008709520271762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r1lsYKZI/AAAAAAAAJAc/MC67uX8PrFs/s400/9125_179640050361_640635361_3840978_5673818_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r1DjDPLI/AAAAAAAAJAU/37g17t8EM24/s1600-h/9125_179640055361_640635361_3840979_6998247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395008700354346162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7r1DjDPLI/AAAAAAAAJAU/37g17t8EM24/s400/9125_179640055361_640635361_3840979_6998247_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1692034507081721705?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1692034507081721705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1692034507081721705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1692034507081721705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1692034507081721705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-healthy-sunday-suddenly-idea-of.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/St7sBv0G4XI/AAAAAAAAJBc/7IMZNdoSD2U/s72-c/9125_179639960361_640635361_3840966_6485189_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3546791781286006656</id><published>2009-10-10T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T14:26:26.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Somehow.. I miss my tongue stud!&lt;br /&gt;But I'll be a good girl, I shan't put them back.&lt;br /&gt;How about a new tattoo or a coverup?! and touch up my old ones?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*tempting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3546791781286006656?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3546791781286006656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3546791781286006656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3546791781286006656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3546791781286006656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/somehow.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7109924806040711644</id><published>2009-10-09T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T12:14:40.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got much to update regarding my birthday but I yet to get all the pictures, shall update when I got the mood and all the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, thanks for all the birthday wishes. Those who didn't wish me... thank you too, I will remember it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very big thank you to those who attend my birthday celebrate, though most of them are not my direct friends. Still, they made the celebration complete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Ah Dan also known as Brenden, I didn't get to thank him directly face to face, so I make use of my site to write a short message to thank him. Not forgetting my bro! He didn't know most of the people, but still he turn up for the celebration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much more I want to say but my brain just couldn't function to think what to write or express out now. So, details will be written in the next entry(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7109924806040711644?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7109924806040711644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7109924806040711644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7109924806040711644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7109924806040711644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-got-much-to-update-regarding-my.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4897728800760773588</id><published>2009-10-09T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:42:10.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know why everytime I chat with my mom in msn halfway, she always never reply or else go missing. Same goes to on the phone, she always change topic and hang the call without saying "bye" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it can get so irritating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4897728800760773588?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4897728800760773588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4897728800760773588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4897728800760773588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4897728800760773588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-why-everytime-i-chat-with.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7950746314418804670</id><published>2009-10-08T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:45:34.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Both of you are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video caught my attention, caused my tears flowing non-stop. It touched my heart, voice out what I had to say, shown me what I have to learn. Of course, not only it applies to Dad, it goes for Mom too. I love my dad as much as mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video first before continue reading my entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wf-lIubWFk8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" color2="0xe87a9f" fs="1&amp;amp;color1="&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the root of my life, they brought me to where I am today, they rise me well, taught me much, guide me with their best.. Till today I'm grateful to what they'd given me, pushing hard for the family, providing their all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, as a little girl, dad held my hand and taught me how to write my chinese name for the first time. Although he's a impatient person, but he sat beside me for hours guiding me in my weakest subject - Chinese language. He would read out word by word for me, correct my mistakes, and of course give me "kway tiao"! At the end of the day, little sis and I would compare who got more canning marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my primary school days, my superwoman would sit next to me through the night. Be it to coach me in my studies, or just to accompany me while I study for my exam. And the next day she still got to go to work. Even if she did not stay up with me, she would wake up now and then to check on me, see if I need anything or not. I remember vividly, she would make a cup of milo or a slice of bread for me, sometimes chicken essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my O levels, mom was not in town. She went to Hong Kong due to work and I needed her so badly. I was so stressed up with the examinations, sat there studying till wee hours, but I felt nothing went into my head. I got so worried and afraid that I might disappoint her. I couldn't put myself to sleep, so I continued studying. It was then I started crying out, and made a long distance call to her. She was asleep already asleep by then, still she comfort me, asked me to stop studying and get some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all that I needed at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today, I know she will be there for me if I needed someone. Sadly, I couldn't be the same for her when she's down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I still will love both of them till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3902/20/115/614458028/n614458028_1858064_5662390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3902/20/115/614458028/n614458028_1858064_5662390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A simple longan, yet much memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since we had this in our family. Partly cause everyone is so busy with their own stuff, I'm staying out with Mr. Boyfriend and hardly go home. Things are just so different nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a child, we love sweet things. It's not always we get to eat such dessert after meals. So when there's a chance to eat it, we will finish up our dinner extra fast and wait for mom or dad to open the longan for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little sis and I would take one cup full, leaving the rest for mom and dad. We would eat it very slowly, enjoying every single longan we had. Then finish by drinking the syrup. But we'll now and then, purposely walk in and out of the kitchen and secretly eat one or two longan from the bowling. &lt;em&gt;haha, those were the days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sr-elOWTGVI/AAAAAAAAI6E/LSxhogVuAIg/s320/15092009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sr-elOWTGVI/AAAAAAAAI6E/LSxhogVuAIg/s320/15092009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am, how I am doing, I will never forget where I came from. I will not forget where is my forever home, the place where the doors will always be open for me. My one and only family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3902/20/115/614458028/n614458028_1858073_8234753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v3902/20/115/614458028/n614458028_1858073_8234753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7950746314418804670?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7950746314418804670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7950746314418804670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7950746314418804670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7950746314418804670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/both-of-you-are-important-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sr-elOWTGVI/AAAAAAAAI6E/LSxhogVuAIg/s72-c/15092009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7296974787883102444</id><published>2009-10-07T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:45:08.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt old and fat after my birthday. Eat and eat non-stop, cause Singapore is super small and there's no where special to go. And when people got no idea what or how to celebrate birthday, they eat. Of course, it's an excuse for me to eat. &lt;em&gt;Pre-birthday, birthday, post birthday.&lt;/em&gt; So I've been eating and eating like forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I am very happy and satisfied with this year birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Boyfriend spent super much time with me! We mahjong, watched tv, play games, went out to eat, and we even went to the science centre. It makes me feel happy with him around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 20 (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7296974787883102444?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7296974787883102444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7296974787883102444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7296974787883102444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7296974787883102444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-felt-old-and-fat-after-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-8470555166456862478</id><published>2009-10-04T23:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T10:53:33.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's the first time I celebrate my birthday with Mr. Boyfriend's family. They specially went out for dinner today! And I was damn paiseh when Bf's mom gave me red packet. It was something I least expected. At times, I could not stand the little nephew and those dramas. Still, I enjoyed the time being with them and hope that I did not cause any trouble to them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-8470555166456862478?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8470555166456862478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=8470555166456862478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8470555166456862478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8470555166456862478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-first-time-i-celebrate-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2092657526406122470</id><published>2009-10-02T23:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T23:57:58.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just open a letter. It reads : Dear Graduate ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my graduation ceremony letter (: I'm so damn proud of myself. Going one big round, hitting so many dead ends.. Switch from polytechnic to private institution. Finally, made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a fucking noobie at logistic field, but today, I still am (with slight knowledge). Of course, with my powerful brain, talented me and a bit of luck, I managed to pull through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those tough period rushing out group projects, trying so hard to put the team members to work together, killing my brain cells during exam period, butt got numb due to sitting down for long hours cause of last minute study..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AT LAST, I OFFICIALLY AM A GRADUATE FROM BLOODY DIPLOMA! *happy*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2092657526406122470?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2092657526406122470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2092657526406122470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2092657526406122470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2092657526406122470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-open-letter.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-9037010319442848660</id><published>2009-10-02T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:35:30.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going for&lt;em&gt; zoom zoom&lt;/em&gt; lesson!!!&lt;br /&gt;I cant fly at 70km/hr, dont play play hor.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; plate learner -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-9037010319442848660?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/9037010319442848660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=9037010319442848660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/9037010319442848660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/9037010319442848660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/10/going-for-zoom-zoom-lesson-i-cant-fly.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1419094887743160549</id><published>2009-09-28T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:36:10.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGqx-hqG7I/AAAAAAAAI8k/xQFhWbsSSo4/s1600-h/DSCF0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386774404886305714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGqx-hqG7I/AAAAAAAAI8k/xQFhWbsSSo4/s320/DSCF0765.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was funny, looking at me the entire night. I knew he could not take his eyes off me, but yet I was enjoying every moment. Deep inside, I could hear my heart beating too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1419094887743160549?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1419094887743160549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1419094887743160549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1419094887743160549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1419094887743160549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-was-funny-looking-at-me-entire-night.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGqx-hqG7I/AAAAAAAAI8k/xQFhWbsSSo4/s72-c/DSCF0765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1765185479573899832</id><published>2009-09-27T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:55:18.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;In my eyes, you're worthless and always be one. Never a true friend, I could hardly differentiate your true and fake side!&lt;/span&gt; I believe few would agree with me, some still blinded by your "kindness", most bought over by your unrevealed truth. Still, once a friend will always be a friend. Let's just stay as it is now, you know my presence and I accept your existence(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1765185479573899832?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1765185479573899832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1765185479573899832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1765185479573899832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1765185479573899832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-my-eyes-youre-worthless-and-always.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3306935825559946668</id><published>2009-09-26T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:34:44.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That beautiful weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since the three of us step into town area! These two mountain turtles haven been to ION yet, so we decided to make a trip there since our dear Brenden wanted to get a book from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kinokuniya&lt;/span&gt; bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; think I can go shopping with these two guys, walk awhile only they want to take a break, look for place to sit or puff. Then they will complain hungry or thirsty -.- Guys are guys, it bores them to follow ladies to shopping. They rather be home and watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; than dragging their feet around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Boodie&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, at the same time they could catch their soccer match there. Alvin joined us, the guys catch up while I struggle to finish my food and digest what I ate. &lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wonder where did their huge &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;appetite&lt;/span&gt; come from?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGmqLA24rI/AAAAAAAAI8c/dkZ8Flq8D3g/s1600-h/DSCF0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386769872752927410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGmqLA24rI/AAAAAAAAI8c/dkZ8Flq8D3g/s320/DSCF0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGmpT1BTgI/AAAAAAAAI8U/7vhdg3NBUwc/s1600-h/DSCF0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386769857939328514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGmpT1BTgI/AAAAAAAAI8U/7vhdg3NBUwc/s320/DSCF0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGmo5u4G9I/AAAAAAAAI8M/ANCs1ADcVpw/s1600-h/DSCF0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386769850934238162" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGjUQ8ukzI/AAAAAAAAI6U/VWJrefs-PQw/s320/DSCF0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3306935825559946668?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3306935825559946668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3306935825559946668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3306935825559946668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3306935825559946668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautiful-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SsGmqLA24rI/AAAAAAAAI8c/dkZ8Flq8D3g/s72-c/DSCF0759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7035541734366566119</id><published>2009-09-25T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:00:37.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How I wish I had my life nicely laid for me. With every gap bridged, each steps guided, all problems advised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, my parents just gives me the wrong idea about life. Maybe my parents do want me to learn things to tough way, leaving me to search for my answers, earn for my buyings. But it turns out that, I feel so depart from home that each time I fall into a deep hole, I never would turn to them for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.. Seriously.. At times, I wonder: &lt;em&gt;what to do next in my life. Where is my direction. Did I make the wrong choice from the start.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all these unanswered questions, because I know that at the end of the day, I still could not follow the path I wanted to take. So why not from the start, lay a pretty life path for me and not making the choice for me, end up leaving me hanging there.. No idea where to go next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7035541734366566119?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7035541734366566119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7035541734366566119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7035541734366566119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7035541734366566119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/how-i-wish-i-had-my-life-nicely-laid.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-292899849772602721</id><published>2009-09-24T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:31:39.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up crying this morning :( I had a fucking bad dream! How I wish Mr. Boyfriend is here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-292899849772602721?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/292899849772602721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=292899849772602721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/292899849772602721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/292899849772602721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-woke-up-crying-this-morning-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2355723203049863667</id><published>2009-09-23T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:36:52.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A long and tiring day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to JB with Mr. Boyfriend's mom, sis and bro-in-law. Sadly, he couldn't come along cause he got to help his dad work! We shopped the whole day, walk till my legs breaking :( But luckily, his bro-in-law drove in, so I do not have to queue up for bus or walk such far distances! We spent about RM300++ on the groceries for my place, and all of them are mainly instant ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Bro is fine now, cause I couldn't hear his whining just now. I felt uncomfortable talking on the phone in the car when he called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2355723203049863667?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2355723203049863667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2355723203049863667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2355723203049863667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2355723203049863667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-and-tiring-day-i-went-to-jb-with.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7243226030387902002</id><published>2009-09-22T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:23:22.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning was super cranky due to the irritating instructor, he totally pissed me off! Complain to Mr. Boyfriend when he came to fetch me, I kept on making bad comments about his coaching. Haha! Guess he did not enjoy his brunch at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What surprised me was, Mr. Boyfriend took our his lappy from his bag after he finished his meal and went to FACEBOOk - FARMVILLE!!! He's so into this application now that he brings his lappy anywhere, just to harvest his farm on time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the late afternoon, I purposely asked him to accompany me to facial. He got no choice but to stay away from his farmville and walk me here (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt super happy and relax after the facial and massage, had my eye brown shape too! I think I doze off for more than an hour during the facial! So refreshing.. I love having a good facial and body massage once in awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7243226030387902002?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7243226030387902002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7243226030387902002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7243226030387902002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7243226030387902002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-was-super-cranky-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2476536666353428532</id><published>2009-09-21T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:31:34.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He's my latest craze :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so crazily missing him after that day I saw him at Brenden's mom place. We (Mr. Boyfriend, Brenden and myself) went over to do painting, cover up those dirty areas of the kitchen ceiling and gave the living room new colours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, this little cutie pie is Brenden's nephew. Brenden's bro-in-law had something on, so he brought him over.. I followed him around the house cause he could not sit still at one place!&lt;em&gt; I think I make a good baby sitter :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's superb heavy for a 3 years old kid, I carry him till my muscle ache the next day. And he's damn fair with nice brownish hair ! He could hardly speak a full sentence, so when he wants to say something, he use few words at a time. &lt;em&gt;So cute!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept bugging Mr. Boyfriend to bring me over to see him! &lt;em&gt;I'm nuts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the pictures below was taken on a different day from the first met. I kept wanting to see him, so Brenden asked his bro-in-law if he needs help to look after the little one. So we went to pick him up and brought him go walk walk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I snap a lot pictures and videos of him! &lt;em&gt;Happy :D&lt;/em&gt; Can't wait to see him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrzdUAx59-I/AAAAAAAAI5U/j5fdrNMPD88/s1600-h/21092009(007).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385422590304712674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrzdUAx59-I/AAAAAAAAI5U/j5fdrNMPD88/s320/21092009(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrzdTlCXsFI/AAAAAAAAI5M/keJkTo9RF9g/s1600-h/21092009(012).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385422582857576530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrzdTlCXsFI/AAAAAAAAI5M/keJkTo9RF9g/s320/21092009(012).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrzdUjwaKtI/AAAAAAAAI5c/Avud9T_wbOs/s1600-h/21092009(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385422599693675218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrzdUjwaKtI/AAAAAAAAI5c/Avud9T_wbOs/s320/21092009(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2476536666353428532?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2476536666353428532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2476536666353428532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2476536666353428532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2476536666353428532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/hes-my-latest-craze-d-i-was-so-crazily.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrzdUAx59-I/AAAAAAAAI5U/j5fdrNMPD88/s72-c/21092009(007).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7024940976266363686</id><published>2009-09-16T22:31:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T19:23:58.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our AH DAN's P.O.P. day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Boyfriend and I dragged ourselves up at 5AM plus in the morning, end up laze in bed till 6 plus then rush out of house. We met up Brenden's mom and sis at Teck Whye and drove down to east side to attend his P.O.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long day, weather is super hot! But it's one of my good friend parade so of course must be there! Mr. Boyfriend took off from work just to attend it. See how great we are.. &lt;em&gt;unlike some&lt;/em&gt; :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade was great, with loud performance and stuff. Brenden went around taking pictures with his mates, most probably gona part with most of them. Anyway he isn't specially close with any of them, so I think he doesn't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Futhermore, he's overjoy with the many days block leave and excited to know his new vocation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtBYti-ObI/AAAAAAAAI5E/ERWA1atjr2I/s1600-h/DSCF0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384969672250505650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtBYti-ObI/AAAAAAAAI5E/ERWA1atjr2I/s320/DSCF0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor thing, she sweat till her hair is wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA9Eo1OLI/AAAAAAAAI48/mLJTT3xNCOs/s1600-h/DSCF0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384969197412759730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA9Eo1OLI/AAAAAAAAI48/mLJTT3xNCOs/s320/DSCF0676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us dress in green!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA8cWb7_I/AAAAAAAAI40/cjtXipf6KCE/s1600-h/DSCF0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384969186598186994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA8cWb7_I/AAAAAAAAI40/cjtXipf6KCE/s320/DSCF0678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Brenden's mom beside Mr. Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA76nZ47I/AAAAAAAAI4s/SpuAhGgmP5I/s1600-h/DSCF0684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384969177542550450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA76nZ47I/AAAAAAAAI4s/SpuAhGgmP5I/s320/DSCF0684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA7DWW6bI/AAAAAAAAI4k/e_XkC6aALt8/s1600-h/DSCF0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384969162707102130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA7DWW6bI/AAAAAAAAI4k/e_XkC6aALt8/s320/DSCF0685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA6iGAMLI/AAAAAAAAI4c/TI1p0ZWdfGs/s1600-h/DSCF0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384969153780134066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtA6iGAMLI/AAAAAAAAI4c/TI1p0ZWdfGs/s320/DSCF0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys matching in after their 24KM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_Kt74obI/AAAAAAAAI4U/Z-A4UwLW2EI/s1600-h/DSCF0689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384967232813572530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_Kt74obI/AAAAAAAAI4U/Z-A4UwLW2EI/s320/DSCF0689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stretching .. Cooling down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_J1pKvpI/AAAAAAAAI4M/49XfZ6ma9y4/s1600-h/DSCF0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384967217702682258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_J1pKvpI/AAAAAAAAI4M/49XfZ6ma9y4/s320/DSCF0693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_JeoshiI/AAAAAAAAI4E/C8CSF1yQOzs/s1600-h/DSCF0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384967211526686242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_JeoshiI/AAAAAAAAI4E/C8CSF1yQOzs/s320/DSCF0698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_I3XT6HI/AAAAAAAAI38/wPc6otpgpdQ/s1600-h/DSCF0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384967200984787058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_I3XT6HI/AAAAAAAAI38/wPc6otpgpdQ/s320/DSCF0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_IOXAnRI/AAAAAAAAI30/2miSkT-RDP0/s1600-h/DSCF0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384967189977668882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs_IOXAnRI/AAAAAAAAI30/2miSkT-RDP0/s320/DSCF0701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The award winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs7-zM-AQI/AAAAAAAAI3s/JrRrO8KtYqo/s1600-h/DSCF0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384963729534091522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs7-zM-AQI/AAAAAAAAI3s/JrRrO8KtYqo/s320/DSCF0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Military Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs7-IoOSII/AAAAAAAAI3k/zE1Lcvn5ZIk/s1600-h/DSCF0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384963718105680002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs7-IoOSII/AAAAAAAAI3k/zE1Lcvn5ZIk/s320/DSCF0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs79kyzAOI/AAAAAAAAI3c/vXicaUacZec/s1600-h/DSCF0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384963708486353122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs79kyzAOI/AAAAAAAAI3c/vXicaUacZec/s320/DSCF0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot Brenden?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs7842rkvI/AAAAAAAAI3U/nvCyq8vKdVs/s1600-h/DSCF0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384963696691483378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs7842rkvI/AAAAAAAAI3U/nvCyq8vKdVs/s320/DSCF0710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My camera is super good,&lt;br /&gt;can zoom and see Brenden clearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs78PXeR6I/AAAAAAAAI3M/afUQiVHVP_o/s1600-h/DSCF0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384963685554735010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs78PXeR6I/AAAAAAAAI3M/afUQiVHVP_o/s320/DSCF0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mummy and himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5rVeWOpI/AAAAAAAAI3E/1xIFeo2Fui8/s1600-h/DSCF0713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384961196113148562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5rVeWOpI/AAAAAAAAI3E/1xIFeo2Fui8/s320/DSCF0713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look alike?! That's his sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5q4ihmpI/AAAAAAAAI28/vY_Y7gVYZls/s1600-h/DSCF0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384961188346043026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5q4ihmpI/AAAAAAAAI28/vY_Y7gVYZls/s320/DSCF0715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mom trying to kiss him,&lt;br /&gt;but I didnt get a good shot it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5qZ2rlrI/AAAAAAAAI20/nYYJ5hIfP0w/s1600-h/DSCF0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384961180109084338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5qZ2rlrI/AAAAAAAAI20/nYYJ5hIfP0w/s320/DSCF0716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look so happy, bliss (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5pWABwuI/AAAAAAAAI2s/K6XqQVIiAe4/s1600-h/DSCF0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384961161894675170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5pWABwuI/AAAAAAAAI2s/K6XqQVIiAe4/s320/DSCF0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they haven been taking pictures together for a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5o9Iy8NI/AAAAAAAAI2k/g-YF4nD7p_o/s1600-h/DSCF0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384961155220566226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs5o9Iy8NI/AAAAAAAAI2k/g-YF4nD7p_o/s320/DSCF0718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends till death do us part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3NvMpvWI/AAAAAAAAI2c/DzhgUq1aULo/s1600-h/DSCF0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384958488598920546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3NvMpvWI/AAAAAAAAI2c/DzhgUq1aULo/s320/DSCF0719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught him in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3NI1TZ5I/AAAAAAAAI2U/QQstC_TBsYI/s1600-h/DSCF0720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384958478300440466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3NI1TZ5I/AAAAAAAAI2U/QQstC_TBsYI/s320/DSCF0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3MqJRzUI/AAAAAAAAI2M/UD4hOvXgzwg/s1600-h/DSCF0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384958470062722370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3MqJRzUI/AAAAAAAAI2M/UD4hOvXgzwg/s320/DSCF0722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenden in action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3MON33lI/AAAAAAAAI2E/1LskDm9JAOo/s1600-h/DSCF0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384958462565801554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3MON33lI/AAAAAAAAI2E/1LskDm9JAOo/s320/DSCF0725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3LsRDPyI/AAAAAAAAI18/nP5MP3F9bcE/s1600-h/DSCF0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384958453452324642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs3LsRDPyI/AAAAAAAAI18/nP5MP3F9bcE/s320/DSCF0726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2KfYFWhI/AAAAAAAAI10/nOVxFtefXi8/s1600-h/DSCF0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384957333300664850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2KfYFWhI/AAAAAAAAI10/nOVxFtefXi8/s320/DSCF0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2JwSCk5I/AAAAAAAAI1s/hFawM8GBlrY/s1600-h/DSCF0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384957320658850706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2JwSCk5I/AAAAAAAAI1s/hFawM8GBlrY/s320/DSCF0728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2JRoF6hI/AAAAAAAAI1k/nipdVlVxNdo/s1600-h/DSCF0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384957312429845010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2JRoF6hI/AAAAAAAAI1k/nipdVlVxNdo/s320/DSCF0730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2I7XDQTI/AAAAAAAAI1c/lasiC341FXA/s1600-h/DSCF0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384957306452787506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2I7XDQTI/AAAAAAAAI1c/lasiC341FXA/s320/DSCF0731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He notice me taking picture of him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2IeHrH3I/AAAAAAAAI1U/-rAClEMudGc/s1600-h/DSCF0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384957298603663218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srs2IeHrH3I/AAAAAAAAI1U/-rAClEMudGc/s320/DSCF0738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz6eC0_cI/AAAAAAAAI1M/RaJlvW_o2Wg/s1600-h/DSCF0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384954859041914306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz6eC0_cI/AAAAAAAAI1M/RaJlvW_o2Wg/s320/DSCF0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenden crying?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz6Mad6uI/AAAAAAAAI1E/0Eq4ZD5tUIk/s1600-h/DSCF0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384954854309227234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz6Mad6uI/AAAAAAAAI1E/0Eq4ZD5tUIk/s320/DSCF0739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His mate crying.. So emotional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz5XKN1II/AAAAAAAAI08/VQj9in2NTGk/s1600-h/DSCF0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384954840013984898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz5XKN1II/AAAAAAAAI08/VQj9in2NTGk/s320/DSCF0740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl sitting in front of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz4_APSUI/AAAAAAAAI00/nuIJfCnFRSg/s1600-h/DSCF0743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384954833529686338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz4_APSUI/AAAAAAAAI00/nuIJfCnFRSg/s320/DSCF0743.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz4ScsBjI/AAAAAAAAI0s/QJWuo2wA-os/s1600-h/DSCF0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384954821569414706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsz4ScsBjI/AAAAAAAAI0s/QJWuo2wA-os/s320/DSCF0744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy9JQLS1I/AAAAAAAAI0k/hTCF09Tazm0/s1600-h/DSCF0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384953805488737106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy9JQLS1I/AAAAAAAAI0k/hTCF09Tazm0/s320/DSCF0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy8YLu_GI/AAAAAAAAI0c/QUty6El13Do/s1600-h/DSCF0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384953792316767330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy8YLu_GI/AAAAAAAAI0c/QUty6El13Do/s320/DSCF0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy72onYVI/AAAAAAAAI0U/wR9doVzFjoY/s1600-h/DSCF0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384953783311098194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy72onYVI/AAAAAAAAI0U/wR9doVzFjoY/s320/DSCF0748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy7QXZleI/AAAAAAAAI0M/AXC_LMvu4L8/s1600-h/DSCF0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384953773038343650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy7QXZleI/AAAAAAAAI0M/AXC_LMvu4L8/s320/DSCF0750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They share the same POP day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy6gu-X6I/AAAAAAAAI0E/BlrcOJ9xlHg/s1600-h/DSCF0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384953760252321698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsy6gu-X6I/AAAAAAAAI0E/BlrcOJ9xlHg/s320/DSCF0751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxaVFGhyI/AAAAAAAAIz0/RTbh7b4b3lc/s1600-h/DSCF0752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384952107856463650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxaVFGhyI/AAAAAAAAIz0/RTbh7b4b3lc/s320/DSCF0752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxZ4Z2FwI/AAAAAAAAIzs/vLRzJNI1ElE/s1600-h/DSCF0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384952100158838530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxZ4Z2FwI/AAAAAAAAIzs/vLRzJNI1ElE/s320/DSCF0753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cute baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxZeT5YqI/AAAAAAAAIzk/DS_UL0zLfl8/s1600-h/DSCF0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384952093154566818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxZeT5YqI/AAAAAAAAIzk/DS_UL0zLfl8/s320/DSCF0754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says "POP LOHHHH~~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxYqyE8sI/AAAAAAAAIzc/MuddUpp0zvY/s1600-h/DSCF0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384952079322510018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsxYqyE8sI/AAAAAAAAIzc/MuddUpp0zvY/s320/DSCF0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7024940976266363686?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7024940976266363686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7024940976266363686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7024940976266363686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7024940976266363686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-ah-dans-p.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrtBYti-ObI/AAAAAAAAI5E/ERWA1atjr2I/s72-c/DSCF0674.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-8846891164637907329</id><published>2009-09-15T20:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:31:14.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our Room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking about me painting the room for 123456789 years but I've yet to publish any pictures of the done up room. I regretted not taking much pictures of the "before" stage of the room. Maybe partly because I didn't like how the room was, with pictures of Mr. Boyfriend and his ex on the wall and not much furniture in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skmd-MHuocI/AAAAAAAAIhU/bmwivSHeZ9g/s1600-h/25062009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352983323837637058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skmd-MHuocI/AAAAAAAAIhU/bmwivSHeZ9g/s320/25062009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SkmczqTP4bI/AAAAAAAAIgs/38KBGXUk1IU/s1600-h/25062009(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352982043448828338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SkmczqTP4bI/AAAAAAAAIgs/38KBGXUk1IU/s320/25062009(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skme1scpqoI/AAAAAAAAIiU/G3x3UG9uRjo/s1600-h/29062009(004).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352984277408131714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skme1scpqoI/AAAAAAAAIiU/G3x3UG9uRjo/s320/29062009(004).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skmb0vl1esI/AAAAAAAAIgk/ePXmyuUFgSY/s1600-h/28062009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980962537208514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skmb0vl1esI/AAAAAAAAIgk/ePXmyuUFgSY/s320/28062009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nicely painted board&lt;br /&gt;with the portrait which both of us chosen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skmbzpl0IhI/AAAAAAAAIgE/4Z9ucp0yZGU/s1600-h/29062009(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980943746638354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skmbzpl0IhI/AAAAAAAAIgE/4Z9ucp0yZGU/s320/29062009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-painted the shelf black/grey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SkmbImMnIzI/AAAAAAAAIf8/vMxxp6SVH0I/s1600-h/29062009(006).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980204101247794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SkmbImMnIzI/AAAAAAAAIf8/vMxxp6SVH0I/s320/29062009(006).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got bob the builder on my wall (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's inside joke about him and other drawings ! haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsnr-lOu2I/AAAAAAAAIzU/pwgeEE4QwTY/s1600-h/DSCF0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384941415938571106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsnr-lOu2I/AAAAAAAAIzU/pwgeEE4QwTY/s320/DSCF0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsnrEXtArI/AAAAAAAAIzM/7bLmfWCkj6g/s1600-h/DSCF0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384941400312578738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsnrEXtArI/AAAAAAAAIzM/7bLmfWCkj6g/s320/DSCF0581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsnqoCEt8I/AAAAAAAAIzE/VacZJFEiZlo/s1600-h/DSCF0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384941392705664962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsnqoCEt8I/AAAAAAAAIzE/VacZJFEiZlo/s320/DSCF0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsnp3MpyHI/AAAAAAAAIy8/GGAl-oNn518/s1600-h/DSCF0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384941379596699762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsnp3MpyHI/AAAAAAAAIy8/GGAl-oNn518/s320/DSCF0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city with beautiful sun rise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsmvn58hyI/AAAAAAAAIyk/pP2wzcznY4U/s1600-h/DSCF0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384940379059291938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsmvn58hyI/AAAAAAAAIyk/pP2wzcznY4U/s320/DSCF0587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsmuxFLgcI/AAAAAAAAIyc/HV2dSbN8jFA/s1600-h/DSCF0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384940364342460866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsmuxFLgcI/AAAAAAAAIyc/HV2dSbN8jFA/s320/DSCF0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PINK is my colour !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsmxlYL58I/AAAAAAAAIy0/I7C7-ezEPjY/s1600-h/DSCF0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384940412740560834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsmxlYL58I/AAAAAAAAIy0/I7C7-ezEPjY/s320/DSCF0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsmwyyd83I/AAAAAAAAIys/f-R78G5YMEM/s1600-h/DSCF0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384940399160587122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Srsmwyyd83I/AAAAAAAAIys/f-R78G5YMEM/s320/DSCF0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE THE WALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsmuPZGE4I/AAAAAAAAIyU/g2tUoc7T3G4/s1600-h/DSCF0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384940355299185538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SrsmuPZGE4I/AAAAAAAAIyU/g2tUoc7T3G4/s320/DSCF0589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to do more changes in our room.. I feel so loved in the room, Mr. Boyfriend always doze off once he lie on the bed. SO PIG PIG :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-8846891164637907329?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8846891164637907329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=8846891164637907329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8846891164637907329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8846891164637907329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-room-ive-been-talking-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Skmd-MHuocI/AAAAAAAAIhU/bmwivSHeZ9g/s72-c/25062009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4295194761088479536</id><published>2009-09-14T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:56:35.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall sum up a few events and blog about them together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bro's chalet &lt;/b&gt;- Bby, Brenden and myself went for bro's chalet! Although didnt stay there for long, but we gamble pretty much! Glad that both of the big guys didnt get bored :D I very worry that they very sian being there, cause I'm not good at entertaining people. Some more both sides are my dearest! Nevertheless, happy that bro's chalet was a success and he's satisfied with his birthday celebration! (P.S. Bro took my chivas for FREE! *evil*)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs269.snc1/9633_1149380266123_1576103971_366116_3217574_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs269.snc1/9633_1149380266123_1576103971_366116_3217574_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs269.snc1/9633_1149380186121_1576103971_366114_556047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs269.snc1/9633_1149380186121_1576103971_366114_556047_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs249.snc1/9633_1149380066118_1576103971_366111_6900272_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs249.snc1/9633_1149380066118_1576103971_366111_6900272_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs249.snc1/9633_1149376346025_1576103971_366088_5979653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs249.snc1/9633_1149376346025_1576103971_366088_5979653_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dinner with Bro&lt;/b&gt; - It's been quite sometime since I step into town area. I haven got my shopping crave for damn long! Just find that there isnt a need to spend so much on fashion shopping.. If or unless I got extra cash, then I will go shopping crazily! Anyway, back to the topic. Bro accompanied me to ion@orchard, and we decided to have our dinner there at Xin Wang Hong Kong Cafe! We gossip alot, chat much, cam-whore like mad and walk till our legs breaking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9o7vvkdeI/AAAAAAAAIwc/NqWo_izazAI/s1600-h/DSCF0629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381635455368590818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9o7vvkdeI/AAAAAAAAIwc/NqWo_izazAI/s320/DSCF0629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9ohgylHHI/AAAAAAAAIwU/ORGIg4cSKXU/s1600-h/DSCF0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381635004678085746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9ohgylHHI/AAAAAAAAIwU/ORGIg4cSKXU/s320/DSCF0630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9ohHZ9RlI/AAAAAAAAIwM/qKTwPI8ERbY/s1600-h/DSCF0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381634997863925330" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9miEq3NDI/AAAAAAAAIus/FfzCxrO3gdA/s320/DSCF0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9mhiDh-PI/AAAAAAAAIuk/kdbN6sJUTnA/s1600-h/DSCF0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381632805994363122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9mhiDh-PI/AAAAAAAAIuk/kdbN6sJUTnA/s320/DSCF0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swimming with Bro &lt;/b&gt;- It's been super duper long since the last time I went swimming! Yesterday was great, though Bro didnt make it in time for sun tann but we still did enjoy swimming and chatting for hours. Bro gona start working soon, he cant accompany me much. Hate him! He better use part of his pay and get me a pretty birthday present!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Long chat with Brenden &lt;/b&gt;- I definitely had a great chat with Brenden. Seldom do we get to find friends as good listeners or advicer.. He's willing to hear what I have to say, and given me suggestion/advice to my problems. Of course, he did say his problems too. I heard a lot from him, some stuff I yet to hear of, and we shared our views of our family, friends and life - future aims/goals. Thanks boy (: Now that he's stay here.. I've got someone to talk to over the weekend when Bby is busy with work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4295194761088479536?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4295194761088479536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4295194761088479536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4295194761088479536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4295194761088479536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-shall-sum-up-few-events-and-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq9o7vvkdeI/AAAAAAAAIwc/NqWo_izazAI/s72-c/DSCF0629.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1935701589336439360</id><published>2009-09-14T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:57:24.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sicko came back for more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time he took 6 panties in total! So damn ass-hole. I just bought them 2 weeks ago, and now they are gone! FUCK HIM. I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand why he take so many panties for what! SICK IN THE HEAD! He better be kept behind the bars for a long period of time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-75af6c5f51478739" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75af6c5f51478739%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334160832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FA3B3F58BA87C9ABE51CDAA665E2B5F52069491.6184DB611807901AA8E414EE519965B8560118AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75af6c5f51478739%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSz8sZZxEMaUUuvK1FEsXQVEMUEQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D75af6c5f51478739%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334160832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6FA3B3F58BA87C9ABE51CDAA665E2B5F52069491.6184DB611807901AA8E414EE519965B8560118AC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D75af6c5f51478739%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSz8sZZxEMaUUuvK1FEsXQVEMUEQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1935701589336439360?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=75af6c5f51478739&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1935701589336439360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1935701589336439360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1935701589336439360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1935701589336439360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/sicko-came-back-for-more.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5874655727087947705</id><published>2009-09-12T17:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T19:29:21.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything can change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friends forever?! Or no more?! What I can say is I felt that the friendship is tore miles apart. What was the cause? Or has it always been like this but none realise. Whatever it is.. The world won't change for us. Time stops for nobody. I do not have to breakdown, fall on my knees and burst out in tears. I believe the circle I drew is huge enough to have you in it all these years, but quickly and suddenly, within it you drew another circle kept me out and away.. Your reaction was least expected by me, but it's beyond my control, I cant stop what's coming to me either. Anyway it's a new stage of life for us, so if you're showing me that you don't need me.. I won't be there nor needing you too. As far as life takes me to, thank you very much for all the past memories, companies and effort. And allowing me to feel you as such person and realise that our friendship can be shaken and becomes rocky that easily. Still, you and I will get to see each other.. There isn't a need to speak to me or ask of me anything, I know you are doing well and happy, you know I am okay. That's what it matters. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5874655727087947705?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5874655727087947705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5874655727087947705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5874655727087947705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5874655727087947705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/friends-forever-or-no-more-what-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1048688258360033160</id><published>2009-09-11T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T15:32:57.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I manage to upload one of the video recordings from the CCTV. The sicko pervert whom I blog about in my previous entries. He's so damn disgusting.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Such fucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="448" height="372" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e6e445d2fe5473df" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De6e445d2fe5473df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334160832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64FC20418ADD853CC6315FC28459081BDDAF41EF.4A72F9DC3E37E23B15749BB3ECE92472C52396B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De6e445d2fe5473df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlNIG0QLMyAcK3sh6maUVM0Q7DT4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="448" height="372" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De6e445d2fe5473df%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334160832%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64FC20418ADD853CC6315FC28459081BDDAF41EF.4A72F9DC3E37E23B15749BB3ECE92472C52396B3%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De6e445d2fe5473df%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DlNIG0QLMyAcK3sh6maUVM0Q7DT4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1048688258360033160?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e6e445d2fe5473df&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1048688258360033160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1048688258360033160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1048688258360033160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1048688258360033160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-manage-to-upload-one-of-video.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5973974947355394407</id><published>2009-09-09T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:22:18.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bby brought me to waraku to have dinner despite having to work today. He rush back to get car from his dad, fetch me to have dinner at Old Hong Kong. But when we reach there, I realise that there's so many other restaurant there! End up we use toss a coin method to chose which restaurant to dine at.. Thus, Waraku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq95cFGdAkI/AAAAAAAAIyM/Fysyrxvjy80/s1600-h/DSCF0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381653603043574338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq95cFGdAkI/AAAAAAAAIyM/Fysyrxvjy80/s320/DSCF0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq95bloOTTI/AAAAAAAAIyE/puVW49QEj9Y/s1600-h/DSCF0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381653594595282226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq95bloOTTI/AAAAAAAAIyE/puVW49QEj9Y/s320/DSCF0594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq95bDH-V6I/AAAAAAAAIx8/vDfbPI48U1g/s1600-h/DSCF0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381653585333213090" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq94mWT9o8I/AAAAAAAAIxk/e3axG-2-HEg/s320/DSCF0608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq94l05dCdI/AAAAAAAAIxc/iap6pJkTl7M/s1600-h/DSCF0610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381652670981147090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq94l05dCdI/AAAAAAAAIxc/iap6pJkTl7M/s320/DSCF0610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq94lZOFcBI/AAAAAAAAIxU/p5gYVdHdkfU/s1600-h/DSCF0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381652663551488018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq94lZOFcBI/AAAAAAAAIxU/p5gYVdHdkfU/s320/DSCF0611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq94lCgFHdI/AAAAAAAAIxM/QB8cZG22qOc/s1600-h/DSCF0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381652657452948946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq94lCgFHdI/AAAAAAAAIxM/QB8cZG22qOc/s320/DSCF0613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90MeaMdPI/AAAAAAAAIxE/OjBTI8IOrZY/s1600-h/DSCF0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381647837401216242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90MeaMdPI/AAAAAAAAIxE/OjBTI8IOrZY/s320/DSCF0616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90L9MtbYI/AAAAAAAAIw8/EmkdTQBbuCk/s1600-h/DSCF0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381647828486286722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90L9MtbYI/AAAAAAAAIw8/EmkdTQBbuCk/s320/DSCF0617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90LYmNmOI/AAAAAAAAIw0/cZDIc5JNi8Y/s1600-h/DSCF0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381647818661140706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90LYmNmOI/AAAAAAAAIw0/cZDIc5JNi8Y/s320/DSCF0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90KNx0KtI/AAAAAAAAIwk/QjF1JpOdk5o/s1600-h/DSCF0626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381647798577146578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq90KNx0KtI/AAAAAAAAIwk/QjF1JpOdk5o/s320/DSCF0626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, on this day of nines, marks our 5th anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This special day comes by once in a lifetime, similarly you - my lover, there's only one 'you' and so grateful that you came into my life. As often as I'm with you, I never stop appreciating what we have together. And what a blessing it is to have you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when I'm not giving enough and taking too much, you're still there for me. Sometimes I know I can be so hard to understand, but you tenderly tell me that "it's okay, I'm here.. everything going to be alright." And life with me will not always be an easy ride, still you sincerely tell me that I am your ultimate goal of your life. Because there's you, my days become prettier and brighter ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off on so little, but the chemistry sparks strongly within us. Slowly we walk into each other lives, built up a rather stable relation thus far. Those ups and downs I'll never forget them; the sweetness, the laughter, the tears and the pain.. All add up to our beautiful path, nevertheless, there will be more as the years go by. We will face the odd, beat the distance and look forward to the days ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bi... I love you! And I want to grow old with you. You're not the first, but positively the best and the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5973974947355394407?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5973974947355394407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5973974947355394407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5973974947355394407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5973974947355394407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/bby-brought-me-to-waraku-to-have-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sq95cFGdAkI/AAAAAAAAIyM/Fysyrxvjy80/s72-c/DSCF0595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3344226701448484092</id><published>2009-09-08T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:40:29.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Up-coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hitting 20 years old soon, which shook me to sense that it's a brand new start of my growing life. Currently, living out on my own, together with my boyfriend, his brother and our dearest friend, Brenden. Everything solely depends on myself! It's difficult, tough, hard, not forgetting rough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because since young, my paths are well planned - in fact everyone lives are. Going to kindergarden, primary school, follow by few years of secondary school from there, either move on JC/Poly/ITE. After which, if financial wise and results allows, proceed to university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, half way through there maybe changes in the path.. Similarly, I took a different way, made my own decision, got out of control from my parents and demand to leave Poly, head for private school. Now that I've completed my diploma studies, I am having serious thinking about moving on to take degree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just felt terribly lost, and strongly needed some positive advice or suggestions. I dont know who I can turn to; Close ones? But who? Mom didnt really show much interest in hearing my words. Friends? I dont even have a handful of them, trustful enough to be connected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thankful to my dearest Delia, she did research for me and spent almost 2hours of long distance call with me. Giving me suggestion, and advice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I am going quite crazy handling my current situation. Sometimes it's good to sit back and relax, let time take the lead then make decision..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3344226701448484092?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3344226701448484092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3344226701448484092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3344226701448484092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3344226701448484092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/09/up-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3802162976540601535</id><published>2009-08-29T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T00:50:29.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recently there's this &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pervert ass&lt;/span&gt; around my place, &lt;strong&gt;steal my undergarments&lt;/strong&gt; and throw them downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 days ago, I didn't realise that those undergarments were missing until Boyfriend's mom saw them lying around at level 2. It's so sickening lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time when Boyfriend end work, I bring him to see the bra and I took a picture of it. 20 minutes later, we walked back the same path, the bra went missing. Weird thing is the bag of rubbish was still there and the dustbins nearby are not clear either. So can't be the cleaner came by and clear the bra away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;20 minutes before &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SplWUAjgVrI/AAAAAAAAIos/x4V6MCK4A3s/s1600-h/25082009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375422531989690034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SplWUAjgVrI/AAAAAAAAIos/x4V6MCK4A3s/s320/25082009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;20 minutes later &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SplWTpo3i8I/AAAAAAAAIok/x5stuhVu7YI/s1600-h/25082009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375422525838166978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SplWTpo3i8I/AAAAAAAAIok/x5stuhVu7YI/s320/25082009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my undergarments went missing again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning Boyfriend is sure that he saw my bra hanging there when he came back. But in the afternoon when I came back, my bra isn't there anymore! This psycho pervert came to take my bra again.. And this time he's caught on the CCTV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is damn bold! He stole the undergarments during noon time when anyone may walk pass or see him. The CCTV shows that he walk pass the house to check if there's anyone, double check if anyone at the corridor then hides at the clothes rag area for awhile before he takes the undergarments and left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He only goes for lace kind of undergarments cause the day before I purposely place some unwanted bra, hanging there for 2 ~ 3 days and it's still there -.- He's fucking sicko lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fucking bastard.&lt;/span&gt; Take my bra go home and smell or what?! Or maybe your gf/wife no money to buy undergarments? #$@!#$#!##$#@$!#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ASS - HOLE! Pervert shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3802162976540601535?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3802162976540601535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3802162976540601535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3802162976540601535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3802162976540601535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/recently-theres-this-pervert-ass-around.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SplWUAjgVrI/AAAAAAAAIos/x4V6MCK4A3s/s72-c/25082009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4460445146093488692</id><published>2009-08-28T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:24:11.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Final Destination 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A must watch movie! Better in 3D!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Splj0aJvbCI/AAAAAAAAIpM/3OMFGcxRw6U/s1600-h/thefinaldestination_bigfinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375437382267923490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Splj0aJvbCI/AAAAAAAAIpM/3OMFGcxRw6U/s320/thefinaldestination_bigfinal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4460445146093488692?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4460445146093488692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4460445146093488692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4460445146093488692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4460445146093488692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-destination-4-must-watch-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Splj0aJvbCI/AAAAAAAAIpM/3OMFGcxRw6U/s72-c/thefinaldestination_bigfinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2684428626866940588</id><published>2009-08-27T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T01:15:03.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally done with my project already, so relief and happy! It's time to get a job and work hard, need to save up a lot - MUCH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully to achieve my own set aim and my plans for these two years. I believe I experience much more than people at my age; most of them still happily being a student, studying with nothing to worry about, parents provide them income, maybe take up part time job during holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in the working society since start of Secondary School, seen so much, learnt a lot and fall multiple times. Although the pay was little then, compared to now but it's quite an amount for me to do shopping. Partly, I'm thankful to my parents not pampering me much, give me few bucks for pocket money which kind of force me to work hard to earn my own money to get the stuff I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, with no financial support from parents except for my studies, I got to earn cash for my own spending, and savings for my future. I will still continue to study part time, work hard at the same time, play well too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years from now, will be a whole new stage of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2684428626866940588?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2684428626866940588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2684428626866940588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2684428626866940588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2684428626866940588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-done-with-my-project-already-so.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2734052599563679705</id><published>2009-08-21T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:29:27.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here all alone in this house. It's pouring heavily outside, I can hear the sound of the thunder, the sound made by the rain drops, the ticking sound of the clock, and the noisy sound cause by the neighbours playing MJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an afternoon?! I felt so lost. I've got plenty of things to do but yet I got no idea which to start doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Moma wants me to bring little brother down town for her, so that she can bring him to fetch Dad from the Airport. &lt;br /&gt;- Suppose to meet Bro and go to his chalet together later but nothing was mention from him yet. Now he never reply my text either. &lt;br /&gt;- I wanted to do my project but the timing just seems not here not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So am I suppose to pack my stuff now? Boyfriend also never confirm with me anything, I got no idea what am I suppose to bring there. Argh, I felt like an idiot sitting here gazing at the computer waiting for I-dont-know what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2734052599563679705?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2734052599563679705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2734052599563679705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2734052599563679705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2734052599563679705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-sitting-here-all-alone-in-this-house.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6684428245250391655</id><published>2009-08-17T14:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:47:44.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping in the supermarket is counted as shopping too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140219970361_640635361_3371063_1710732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140219970361_640635361_3371063_1710732_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm being so Auntie now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140219950361_640635361_3371060_4630857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140219950361_640635361_3371060_4630857_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promoting my favourite canned veg (Lousy camera man)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140219960361_640635361_3371062_7264839_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140219960361_640635361_3371062_7264839_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie hair you also want to take, love me that much ah huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140219990361_640635361_3371067_2499717_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140219990361_640635361_3371067_2499717_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's our shopping bags!&lt;br /&gt;But i think his stuff only consist of 1/8 from the bags.&lt;br /&gt;Rest are m..in..e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140220020361_640635361_3371071_7758234_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140220020361_640635361_3371071_7758234_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This boy really got &lt;strong&gt;no childhood&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dont even know what is BINGO or how to play it -.-&lt;br /&gt;He sees BINGO as a superb interesting game!? (NOOB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140220040361_640635361_3371073_3858424_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140220040361_640635361_3371073_3858424_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uncle Shern!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks like some pasa-malam ah pek setting up business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140220115361_640635361_3371084_5894400_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_140220115361_640635361_3371084_5894400_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This shot not bad eh.&lt;br /&gt;Except my arms look kinda fat -.- &lt;strong&gt;DIET !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140220140361_640635361_3371088_3611523_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140220140361_640635361_3371088_3611523_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the man dude! My bestest brother, &lt;i&gt;gum-est&lt;/i&gt; best friend, ever bitching partner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You are my super brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why are you not a female?!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then maybe we can go facial, spa, steam bath, etc together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140220145361_640635361_3371089_3248206_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_140220145361_640635361_3371089_3248206_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view all the pictures, go to my facebook&lt;br /&gt;(Click on the link)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=135293&amp;amp;id=640635361&amp;amp;l=631953e5c9"&gt;Fairprice, Our Playground&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6684428245250391655?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6684428245250391655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6684428245250391655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6684428245250391655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6684428245250391655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/shopping-in-supermarket-is-counted-as.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-82496287309038171</id><published>2009-08-16T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:06:40.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally it's SUNDAY! Mr. Boyfriend's off day! He had been working all day 6 days per week, long ever since he started working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is SALES job! I can never commit to such job, because I hate rejections, dont like to approach strangers and promote stuff, can't stand for superb long hours wearing heels(my legs will break)and need to face some horrible attitude customers at times (dont mind over the phone, but face to face just makes me want to bite off their nose!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby and I sent our dear Brenden to Pasir Ris, accompany him chat awhile before he went to fall in. Then we head to Tampines Ikea and Courts, I love to do window shopping with Bby cause we never know if we're lucky enough to see cheap sales!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to CCK - Lot 1 for dinner at Sakae Sushi. After which pop by Courts to see the promotions there, end up we got ourselves a LG 42 inch TV at a rather low price (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be deliver to us soon! I was wondering how is this TV gona fit into our room?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/So5G3pm-6hI/AAAAAAAAIoM/OMSvY6E6PSA/s1600-h/plasma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/So5G3pm-6hI/AAAAAAAAIoM/OMSvY6E6PSA/s320/plasma2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372309327375690258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/So5G3ADshDI/AAAAAAAAIoE/VvnjIrA5QYc/s1600-h/plasma1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/So5G3ADshDI/AAAAAAAAIoE/VvnjIrA5QYc/s320/plasma1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372309316221830194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-82496287309038171?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/82496287309038171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=82496287309038171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/82496287309038171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/82496287309038171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/finally-its-sunday-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/So5G3pm-6hI/AAAAAAAAIoM/OMSvY6E6PSA/s72-c/plasma2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3465448817408686188</id><published>2009-08-15T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:14:34.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been meeting BITCH like nobody business. He &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; to see me so much, accompanied me to do some shopping at NTUC Fairprice. Then again, &lt;em&gt;requested&lt;/em&gt; to meet me at Causeway Point to shop for Kiat Keat birthday present. And again, &lt;em&gt;dying&lt;/em&gt; to see me for movies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW... He cant live without me. I know you love me Bitch! I do too .. I shall upload the pictures soon (: Maybe tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3465448817408686188?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3465448817408686188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3465448817408686188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3465448817408686188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3465448817408686188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/ive-been-meeting-bitch-like-nobody.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-8041429089293147743</id><published>2009-08-13T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:07:39.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must say taking care of a child is never an easy task. Especially feeding him/her! It took me near to 45min to coax &lt;em&gt;little rascal&lt;/em&gt; to eat. Got to let him have my HP, play along with him, chase after him to get him finish up his &lt;b&gt;tiny small bowl of rice&lt;/b&gt;! He took a total of 129 nonsensical images, and it took me damn long to remove them. Seriously I rather sit in the office and WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocB2-yXbBI/AAAAAAAAIn8/YWsZWPeT7-g/s1600-h/12082009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370263124741418002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocB2-yXbBI/AAAAAAAAIn8/YWsZWPeT7-g/s320/12082009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocAysqnyuI/AAAAAAAAInk/eoauAnjRGFA/s1600-h/12082009(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370261951645993698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocAysqnyuI/AAAAAAAAInk/eoauAnjRGFA/s320/12082009(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sob_mPe8TWI/AAAAAAAAInM/_RTkyP5dLIk/s1600-h/12082009(097).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370260638142319970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sob_mPe8TWI/AAAAAAAAInM/_RTkyP5dLIk/s320/12082009(097).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sob_IuYma-I/AAAAAAAAInE/kI5h0deFNm8/s1600-h/12082009(116).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370260131041143778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sob_IuYma-I/AAAAAAAAInE/kI5h0deFNm8/s320/12082009(116).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sob-xe9-mjI/AAAAAAAAIm8/iflvfSqN8zE/s1600-h/12082009(084).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370259731765959218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sob-xe9-mjI/AAAAAAAAIm8/iflvfSqN8zE/s320/12082009(084).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocAzHP-3nI/AAAAAAAAIns/wZmHSGjFykI/s1600-h/12082009(018).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370261958782017138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocAzHP-3nI/AAAAAAAAIns/wZmHSGjFykI/s320/12082009(018).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocAL3LG-pI/AAAAAAAAInc/Ex7XTHOzOB8/s1600-h/12082009(027).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370261284451711634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocAL3LG-pI/AAAAAAAAInc/Ex7XTHOzOB8/s320/12082009(027).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocALVzG_hI/AAAAAAAAInU/KBpXElIshkA/s1600-h/12082009(059).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370261275492679186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocALVzG_hI/AAAAAAAAInU/KBpXElIshkA/s320/12082009(059).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-8041429089293147743?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/8041429089293147743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=8041429089293147743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8041429089293147743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/8041429089293147743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-must-say-taking-care-of-child-is.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SocB2-yXbBI/AAAAAAAAIn8/YWsZWPeT7-g/s72-c/12082009(002).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7946097441668657403</id><published>2009-08-11T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:39:49.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_136458955361_640635361_3306560_4627272_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 514px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_136458955361_640635361_3306560_4627272_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Brenden's 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're invited to his brother's place to have a mini pot luck, birthday celebration for him. We left the place slightly after the National Day celebration live telecast. Head down to Orchard Road to pick up his friend ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow by, a surprise gathering at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bukit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Batok&lt;/span&gt; Nature Park. He was blindfolded throughout the ride and HE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DIDNT&lt;/span&gt; TEAR UPON SEEING THE REST OF THE GANG. &lt;em&gt;I guess many were expecting to at least tear a bit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_136458960361_640635361_3306561_6023047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_136458960361_640635361_3306561_6023047_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_136458875361_640635361_3306546_4415188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_136458875361_640635361_3306546_4415188_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_136458870361_640635361_3306545_7170446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_136458870361_640635361_3306545_7170446_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_136459105361_640635361_3306589_2350267_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 423px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs150.snc1/5569_136459105361_640635361_3306589_2350267_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_136459150361_640635361_3306598_5939960_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 423px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs130.snc1/5569_136459150361_640635361_3306598_5939960_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to view the whole album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=133203&amp;amp;id=640635361&amp;amp;l=1515a577a2"&gt;Brenden got kick out of the "1x" range&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7946097441668657403?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7946097441668657403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7946097441668657403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7946097441668657403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7946097441668657403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-brendens-20-th-birthday-were.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-5429140613426797489</id><published>2009-08-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T00:24:14.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I decided to remove all my extension today! I felt so emo now :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No more nice long curly hair !!! SADIST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-5429140613426797489?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/5429140613426797489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=5429140613426797489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5429140613426797489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/5429140613426797489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-decided-to-remove-all-my-extension.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1997560777257278762</id><published>2009-08-05T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T18:29:09.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnlejvtNydI/AAAAAAAAIlc/QRQbKj37WRU/s1600-h/DSCF4604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366424399183202770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnlejvtNydI/AAAAAAAAIlc/QRQbKj37WRU/s320/DSCF4604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise that I haven been replying to ANY tags! Ever since april !! Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Louise- :&lt;/strong&gt; Sweetheart, I hope you are doing well and DONOT overstress okay. I know you are busy preparing for your N levels, but health more important yea. All the best for your exams! And must eat hor, you are NOT FAT! Eat okay! How's you and DW? So far everything okay for you two? Yes we will meet up so that you can de-stress (: So you thought of what tattoo you wana get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da* :&lt;/strong&gt; Haha, since when you become ugly ah? I never see my Baby Da* ugly before nor, dont anyhow say lah. Mambo songs nice mah, not so bad what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kyle :&lt;/strong&gt; You damn thick skin okay! Forever saying yourself HOT! Slap you nah. Haha, I think of you when I feel irritated?! I will want to bite the boney arm of yours to relief my anger.. ROAR! You grow old first before I do okay, you hear me! Byotch ~ If I'm psycho, so are you! Anyway, since when are you even normal?! I bet you will swallow me first before I chop you lah. You lucky bitch, I go Taipei shopping also got shop a lot of clothes for you too lah! Next time round you go holiday you better shop for me too! *demanding*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JNNETTE* :&lt;/strong&gt; BABE! How are you? Didn't get to go for any primary school gathering so didn't get to see you after so long. I guess you get the camera you wanted already, we still yet to take pictures with it! So when am I gona get my BIG HUG from you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moma :&lt;/strong&gt; I where got don't look forward to see you. Is every time I go home you always ask me to go off so soon or else means you busy with your facebook - Farmville. I never forget my HOT mama before okay! Always in my mind and heart. Whether it's TRUE or SERIOUS, able to go through thick and thin together? Time and commitment will tell them all. "A hungry girl, is an angry girl" You should tell it to yourself lah, always don't eat then angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qin :&lt;/strong&gt; Huiqin!!! Where are you? Got miss me mah? Never text me or call me lah :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delia :&lt;/strong&gt; We always surprise each other lah. I suddenly send you a letter, you out of nowhere pop out in SG! Now in Perth got think of me or not? Of course I'm happy, I hope you are too! When are you going to fish an Aussie boyfriend back for me to see huh? You not that short okay, and I'm not so tall either. Once in awhile I let you be "taller" than me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amanda :&lt;/strong&gt; I sure am xin fu now. Happy and doing great (: You too right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SnakeUnLoved :&lt;/strong&gt; Hello there! Haha, I'm doing good. Very well. Happy as ever :D What about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beibei.. :&lt;/strong&gt; My beloved beibei, how are you doing? Haven been hearing from you ever since you didnt reply my SMS. Don't always not happy, angry or argue with boyfriend okay. At work dont stress yourself, go home rest okay, dont everyday go out until so late. You too must take care alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caryn :&lt;/strong&gt; Yuppie, I'm back. Surprise that you found my site! How have you been doing? Everything okay? Best of luck for your upcoming papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;passerby(: :&lt;/strong&gt; Hello babe! Yes I remember you, clearly. I haven been seeing you here for quite some time. Busy with school? I haven been blogging much, see the entries know already lah. But I'll try to blog regular now on.. Wish you well, good luck for your exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*joyce; :&lt;/strong&gt; BABY! When are we going to meet up? Club? So long never dance dance! Date hunnie out too.. It's party time! Hugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1997560777257278762?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1997560777257278762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1997560777257278762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1997560777257278762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1997560777257278762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-realise-that-i-haven-been.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnlejvtNydI/AAAAAAAAIlc/QRQbKj37WRU/s72-c/DSCF4604.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4036702704021378747</id><published>2009-08-04T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T18:44:36.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Brother &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnlgXZFNipI/AAAAAAAAIlk/70xPIVAc4bI/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366426385974659730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnlgXZFNipI/AAAAAAAAIlk/70xPIVAc4bI/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image above was part of Bro's entry some time back. For whatever reason or emotions which cause him to write it, it did make me tear upon reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, he acts like a big brother sheltering me with all sorts of nonsense. He plays along with my nonsense dramas, sides me regardless right or wrong, and we just had this magical common character. So are our "Likes/Don't like", interest, food, craziness, etc. They just comes in common, he's just like my freaking mirror image. Except that he got no long curly hair, no huge boobs, and has an extra dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times.. He can be a super whiner. It makes the relation turns the other way round, that I'm a big sister now. I will hear him whine, talk sense to him, scold him for not attending class, motivate him to do stuff, etc. He can behave like a 3 years old kids, snatching chocolate ice-cream with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just my all time beloved brother. Although once in awhile, he treats me like a whore! When he happy he finds me, when he not happy no mood I'm thrown aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I know he loves me no matter what. (Right byotch!!?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4036702704021378747?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4036702704021378747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4036702704021378747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4036702704021378747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4036702704021378747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-brother-image-above-was-part-of-bros.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnlgXZFNipI/AAAAAAAAIlk/70xPIVAc4bI/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7716655491328984034</id><published>2009-08-02T22:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T23:52:25.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Vinci's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year.. It's very different from the other years, we didn't get to celebrate it for her. Every year, we will meet up for a mini-celebrate for each of us. And Vinci's birthday comes first, follow by Karen - a month away, then Choy and closely behind hers is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess as time passes by, we just got so busy with our own lives that we didn't really contact each other much. Still, I believe that we didn't forget each other or once in awhile think about the other party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm still thankful that I met this group of girlfriend to pass through the difficult time of my Secondary school life. Otherwise, I don't think I will make it through and complete my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday my dearest faraway Girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;. Take care and all the best for your studies. I'm sure you will do well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/50/27/15907205/1_113857444l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 600px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-p.friendster.com/photos/50/27/15907205/1_113857444l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The "WE" mention in the entry, clearly referring to "Animal Farm" which consist of Vinci, Amanda Choy, Karen and myself. I don't feel like elaborating much on us, through these years there's UPs and DOWNs. I felt much, was emotional before but no matter what, they are still part of me.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7716655491328984034?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7716655491328984034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7716655491328984034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7716655491328984034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7716655491328984034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-vincis-birthday-today.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6639104925138910477</id><published>2009-08-01T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T22:58:09.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;That Very Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend, Brother &amp;amp; I had a crazy night at Little Sis work place. It was fun filled with free flow of alcohol! It's the grand opening of their outdoor bar, only guest with invitation card allow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Bro at AMK hub, cab down to Angel's Share (Hate the cab driver! - inside joke). We had a hard time locating the bar, whining while walking. Little Sis came out to bring us in, and she got seats for us so quickly. *thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing what alcohol to order, Little Sis gave us "Ram with pineapple" (it was hell!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Sis: How is it? Nice or not?&lt;br /&gt;Me: *tasting*&lt;br /&gt;No taste one&lt;br /&gt;Little Sis: No taste meh!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then grab the glass away and &lt;strong&gt;pour super lot alcohol&lt;/strong&gt; (free eh) to it. &lt;strong&gt;Same goes for the rest for the drinks that we ordered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro: Your sis SM ah! Pour so much!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who ask me to say "no taste" just now -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby came to join us after his work, Bro was almost half dead by then. As time passes, Bro was nowhere to be heard. He completely place himself comfortably on the table and K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnqtFMMyNfI/AAAAAAAAIls/3mg-cGx7Hrg/s1600-h/DSCF0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366792210651166194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnqtFMMyNfI/AAAAAAAAIls/3mg-cGx7Hrg/s400/DSCF0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever reason it is, he suddenly wants to go to the toilet. He ask me to accompany him but I cant go into the gents so I get Bby to go with him instead. Bby came back to the seat shortly, without Bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour ~ forty-five minutes later.. &lt;em&gt;Where's XK huh?! Dropped into the toilet bowl? Hugging the toilet bowl and sleep? Fainted? Kidnapped?&lt;/em&gt; Those where what I told Bby. He just laughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being rather tipsy, I was trying to catch my steps while rushing to the toilet. (Not knowing whether there's anyone else in the toilet) I just knock on the toilet, swung it open and shouted: "Xiong Kang! You inside or not? ... You OKAY OR NOT?". Bro replied: "ya ya I'm okay". The middle age man washing his hands talked to me: "Dont worry he's okay he's okay, he just need some time". &lt;em&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the first time I seen Bro like this. He even become "Merlion" lah. Though I was tipsy and busy blabbering some nonsense out, I still able to catch glimpse of the "merlion" action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Little Sis really gave us "free flow of alcohol". I think our drinks only contents alcohol, few drops of mixer! She's a killer but I still love her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquEdDALII/AAAAAAAAImM/_7NXmnZQkUU/s1600-h/DSCF0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366793297505299586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquEdDALII/AAAAAAAAImM/_7NXmnZQkUU/s320/DSCF0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquD8QVsXI/AAAAAAAAImE/BkEDcBpafdo/s1600-h/DSCF0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366793288702865778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquD8QVsXI/AAAAAAAAImE/BkEDcBpafdo/s320/DSCF0394.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquDa5m12I/AAAAAAAAIl8/mwGSP3I19dY/s1600-h/DSCF0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366793279749150562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquDa5m12I/AAAAAAAAIl8/mwGSP3I19dY/s320/DSCF0389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquCwQCjTI/AAAAAAAAIl0/kuWDeHJGudg/s1600-h/DSCF0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366793268300516658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnquCwQCjTI/AAAAAAAAIl0/kuWDeHJGudg/s320/DSCF0376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on it to view the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=131749&amp;amp;id=640635361&amp;amp;l=6571f276d2"&gt;Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6639104925138910477?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6639104925138910477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6639104925138910477&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6639104925138910477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6639104925138910477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/that-very-night-boyfriend-brother-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SnqtFMMyNfI/AAAAAAAAIls/3mg-cGx7Hrg/s72-c/DSCF0438.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-7070729236812499025</id><published>2009-07-31T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T16:02:43.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Real You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this personality test, and I decided to took it. And the results are 95% close to my agreed personality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that humans are weird creatures, they think that they know themselves very well but the real truth is that very seldom you see yourself as you. Sometimes, you may find yourself not behaving like how you think you would or some reactions are just not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why not take some test to learn more about yourself. Agree or disagree with the outcome of the tests, go ahead and try it! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your views on education&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You have many goals and want to achieve as much as you can. The jobs you enjoy are those that let you burn off your considerable excess energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-7070729236812499025?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/7070729236812499025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=7070729236812499025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7070729236812499025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/7070729236812499025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/real-you-came-across-this-personality.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3729758000539590804</id><published>2009-07-27T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:31:24.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sm1WbPV7vHI/AAAAAAAAIkc/raBMbImrZmM/s1600-h/27072009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sm1WbPV7vHI/AAAAAAAAIkc/raBMbImrZmM/s320/27072009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363037757243112562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend made breakfast today &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it's some simple dishes, didn't take him much time but he definitely place his heart and effort to do it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many boyfriend(s) will do such sweet thing in the morning?! Surely, not many will. They would rather laze in bed longer or just go downstairs to pack some food up..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3729758000539590804?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3729758000539590804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3729758000539590804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3729758000539590804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3729758000539590804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/boyfriend-made-breakfast-today-3-though.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sm1WbPV7vHI/AAAAAAAAIkc/raBMbImrZmM/s72-c/27072009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2122183395019698877</id><published>2009-07-21T15:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:37:54.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just happen to saw new updates at facebook. And I came across my little boyfriend video! Look at my little boyfriend swim! So cute right, 8 months plus swimming :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TN8c7lQDFug&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TN8c7lQDFug&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2122183395019698877?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2122183395019698877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2122183395019698877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2122183395019698877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2122183395019698877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-happen-to-saw-new-updates-at.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2903837520998943210</id><published>2009-07-16T15:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T16:40:46.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from my superb long holiday, Taiwan-Taipei. It's a fruitful trip, long and tiring. Full of entertainments, food, shopping, temples, museums, friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Would you go back to Taipei again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yes I would, just for the shopping spree. But not for so many days, maybe about 4 days of shopping and sight seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Is the food there cheap and nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Of cos, the food is damn cheap and taste great. However, no chilli sauce which is a killer point to me. Their rice and soup is free flow for most of the restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: Is the transportation there convenient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Depends on which area you are going, if it's those tourist hot spot, it's mainly walking distance from the their train stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi charges are more or less the same as Singapore. But the bus there very messy, need to ask clearly before boarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to go to the country side or other side of Taiwan, you would need to take the bullet train. Which may cost much more than normal train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q: How do you find the people in Taiwan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;They are very polite, i like their well manner. They will queue up in line before boarding the train, stand on the right side of the escalator, even entering or exiting elevator there will be someone saying thank you and welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's a good trip! I believe Boyfriend had a great time too cause he spent super much of his clothes and pants. Shall go through my day by day doings in Taipei, or else this entry will be endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may click on the link to see the pictures which I uploaded in facebook :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=125818&amp;amp;id=640635361&amp;amp;l=33da5a0ff2"&gt;Album 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=125966&amp;amp;id=640635361&amp;amp;l=b728521e6f"&gt;Album 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=126307&amp;amp;id=640635361&amp;amp;l=bc2e34e0e3"&gt;Album 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=126470&amp;amp;id=640635361&amp;amp;l=c4746a1a63"&gt;Album 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ENJOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2903837520998943210?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2903837520998943210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2903837520998943210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2903837520998943210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2903837520998943210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back-from-my-superb-long-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-1345488219501999279</id><published>2009-07-07T13:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T13:25:00.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SlLcF2fMPDI/AAAAAAAAIkU/ozaXrfaGqW0/s1600-h/07072009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SlLcF2fMPDI/AAAAAAAAIkU/ozaXrfaGqW0/s320/07072009(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355584899980737586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are on our way.. All check-in, went restrooms, passport taken.. Most importantly, loaded with CASH! Taipei, here we come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-1345488219501999279?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/1345488219501999279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=1345488219501999279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1345488219501999279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/1345488219501999279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-on-our-way.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SlLcF2fMPDI/AAAAAAAAIkU/ozaXrfaGqW0/s72-c/07072009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-188555841097630841</id><published>2009-07-07T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T10:15:25.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUACKS, MY LOVESS!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SlKvhYyZTSI/AAAAAAAAIkM/XuWNCTWWnxE/s1600-h/DSCF3407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355535895021309218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SlKvhYyZTSI/AAAAAAAAIkM/XuWNCTWWnxE/s320/DSCF3407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving house soon, heading to the airport. I will be in Taiwan in about 8 hours time, will be back in Singapore roughlt 9 ~ 10 days later. Must miss me okay! I will try to drop by some internet cafe and do updates. But that depends on I happen to see one or not, and if I got time to stop by one or not. Got many places in mind to cover, confirm will take tons of pictures! Take care everyone, I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-188555841097630841?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/188555841097630841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=188555841097630841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/188555841097630841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/188555841097630841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/leaving-house-soon-heading-to-airport.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SlKvhYyZTSI/AAAAAAAAIkM/XuWNCTWWnxE/s72-c/DSCF3407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-2986948149783263960</id><published>2009-07-03T14:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:12:15.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little catch up date with my Darling Delia. Finally she is back in Singapore during her short holiday break. Shall be meeting her again before I go for my Taiwan trip (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2uOl0w3VI/AAAAAAAAIkE/l3zgAgqzwxo/s1600-h/01072009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354127097708207442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2uOl0w3VI/AAAAAAAAIkE/l3zgAgqzwxo/s320/01072009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2uOVyIaZI/AAAAAAAAIj8/HVMha_f_98U/s1600-h/01072009(002).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354127093402200466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2uOVyIaZI/AAAAAAAAIj8/HVMha_f_98U/s320/01072009(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2uOZER_qI/AAAAAAAAIj0/pxmj_WGm1fo/s1600-h/01072009(003).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354127094283632290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2uOZER_qI/AAAAAAAAIj0/pxmj_WGm1fo/s320/01072009(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2tbDLNl8I/AAAAAAAAIjs/OYEUDMLZCXM/s1600-h/01072009(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354126212233795522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2tbDLNl8I/AAAAAAAAIjs/OYEUDMLZCXM/s320/01072009(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2ta5fbKFI/AAAAAAAAIjk/m1CrhQyp7Hg/s1600-h/01072009(021).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354126209634216018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2ta5fbKFI/AAAAAAAAIjk/m1CrhQyp7Hg/s320/01072009(021).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2tan5PzGI/AAAAAAAAIjc/gJXQm5jVKgU/s1600-h/01072009(014).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354126204910685282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2tan5PzGI/AAAAAAAAIjc/gJXQm5jVKgU/s320/01072009(014).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2tabFrzRI/AAAAAAAAIjU/10R0xTfCuLY/s1600-h/01072009(019).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354126201473191186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2tabFrzRI/AAAAAAAAIjU/10R0xTfCuLY/s320/01072009(019).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2taKDUdnI/AAAAAAAAIjM/GGRblGpWfSw/s1600-h/01072009(016).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354126196899870322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2taKDUdnI/AAAAAAAAIjM/GGRblGpWfSw/s320/01072009(016).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-2986948149783263960?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/2986948149783263960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=2986948149783263960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2986948149783263960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/2986948149783263960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-catch-up-date-with-my-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/Sk2uOl0w3VI/AAAAAAAAIkE/l3zgAgqzwxo/s72-c/01072009(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-989960022857800136</id><published>2009-07-02T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:48:45.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was shopping, chatting and catching up session with Darling Delia, Dearest Rani (Primary School Teacher) and Kevin. Our Mr. CLH (Chan Lai Hock) overslept and didnt turn up, knock his head for that! Shall be meeting them again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today gona meet up with Darling Choy, she wants to come over to my place. So I'm waiting for her to finish her paper and text me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently chatting with my beloved little boyfriend mummy, Evelyn. She miss me! Haha. Of cos I miss her too. And I do, miss my ex-colleagues. Gona go back to see everybody when I'm back from my trip (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got much more things to prepapre and do for these few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-989960022857800136?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/989960022857800136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=989960022857800136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/989960022857800136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/989960022857800136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-was-shopping-chatting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6564670374414260948</id><published>2009-06-30T09:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:34:37.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's so early, and I'm awake. Bby went off to work, and I'm all alone at home. Today didn't have much plans, except for facial in the afternoon. So I'm gona think of designs for the room wall, do checklist for the trip, and pack the house before Bby's mum comes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still got a long day to go! Have a good day every-ba-dy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6564670374414260948?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6564670374414260948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6564670374414260948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6564670374414260948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6564670374414260948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-so-early-and-im-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-6164752600212195608</id><published>2009-06-29T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T11:03:35.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bby was shock that I got Lollipop colour for our room :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SkmAS5BIpQI/AAAAAAAAIdc/SbkTRQrH8zE/s1600-h/colour.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352950694138127618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SkmAS5BIpQI/AAAAAAAAIdc/SbkTRQrH8zE/s200/colour.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-6164752600212195608?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/6164752600212195608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=6164752600212195608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6164752600212195608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/6164752600212195608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/bby-was-shock-that-i-got-lollipop.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SkmAS5BIpQI/AAAAAAAAIdc/SbkTRQrH8zE/s72-c/colour.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-4899801096957425940</id><published>2009-06-29T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T10:29:55.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been painting for the past few days. And I think that painting can really help to slim down, it works like exercising. Cause I sweat damn lot painting the room, climbing up and down, holding the paint brush, cleaning up after painting. Tons of work to be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm satisfied with the outcome, the room look much much better now. Too bad I didn't take the "before" picture of the room, but I shall upload the "after"when I'm free. Choy Darling did see it before. I'm sure she will be shock to see how much the room had change :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was fine. Saturday went to Ikea with Bby and Brenden Boy to get the painting for our room, and we got a pretty river bank of Amsterdam(capital and largest city of the Netherlands). After which head to S.yum place for dinner, Da* baby was there too. The guys catch up while I sit there and listen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head to AMK to visit Ah Gong &amp;amp; Ah Po &lt;3 Everyone still looking great, I wish everyone/thing(s) will remain like this. Talked to them, sat there stone stone, then need to rush back west side to move bed. Brenden Boy came to help too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brenden Boy crash over at our place cause next morning Bby send him to east side. He even brought his &lt;em&gt;chouchou&lt;/em&gt; over to sleep! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-4899801096957425940?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/4899801096957425940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=4899801096957425940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4899801096957425940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/4899801096957425940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-painting-for-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-119514719892237912</id><published>2009-06-27T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T02:20:29.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bby, Shengda, Beibei and Kerrie are MJ-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Ginny? She is facebook-ing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-119514719892237912?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/119514719892237912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=119514719892237912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/119514719892237912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/119514719892237912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/bby-shengda-beibei-and-kerrie-are-mj.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27534777.post-3498153219575289754</id><published>2009-06-25T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T13:43:00.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ginny will be going for a short getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to? Taipei &lt;br /&gt;With who? Her Mr. Teddy Bear &lt;br /&gt;From when to when? 7 July to 15 July &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's CONFIRMED! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't think that I MIA or dead if I couldn't get me on my mobile. I know that Darlings will want presents from me. But those who aspect me to help them buy things, shall need wait till I clear my shopping list first! &lt;em&gt;Haha&lt;/em&gt; :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27534777-3498153219575289754?l=hotcurve-s.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/feeds/3498153219575289754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27534777&amp;postID=3498153219575289754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3498153219575289754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27534777/posts/default/3498153219575289754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotcurve-s.blogspot.com/2009/06/ginny-will-be-going-for-short-getaway.html' title=''/><author><name>nini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LIqoY4zlyxY/SKhD0cFqu2I/AAAAAAAAC_0/Lrbk5Rd1hv4/S220/DSC04019.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
