<?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-30871797</id><updated>2012-02-09T16:54:23.651+08:00</updated><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Copy Rights'/><category term='People I go crazy with'/><category term='Waste of Time'/><category term='New Chapter'/><category term='Pole Art'/><category term='My Dark Side'/><category term='So in Love'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category term='Blues at Work'/><category term='Quizes'/><category term='Around the World'/><category term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category term='My Junk Mails'/><category term='Disturbing'/><category term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>mY l!ttle GaRdEN oF tHotS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5768696528343210508</id><published>2011-03-16T18:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T18:29:16.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It has been almost a week since the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disasters&lt;/span&gt; hit Japan. I had so wanted to go there for my honeymoon, because it is my favorite country after all. I really wonder how long it would take them to recover. So many dead and missing. So much pain and suffering. Everytime I hear another news about Japan, my heart just broke into pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I pray that they will have the faith and strength to take a day at a time, to move forward, for a better future, even though the process will be slow. I pray that God will look after them and keep shinning His love for them, give them hope and courage to face the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I pray...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5768696528343210508?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5768696528343210508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5768696528343210508&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5768696528343210508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5768696528343210508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2011/03/it-has-been-almost-week-since-disasters.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2913685333765181785</id><published>2011-03-11T19:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T19:11:04.152+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>2nd work place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;So I now work 2 places. 1 is a factory hand, the other is a retail sales gal. Think I might be able to handle the 2. The 1st place is just pure labour work. I get so sick of it sometimes. The 2nd, LoLz, I must say, it's pretty easy. Although I have to learn about the products that we are selling, 3/4 of the time I am interpreting for the manager and the boss. The boss is from China, and knows limited english. So I have to go back and forth with EVERYTHING that they are trying to converse. I repeat myself so much that I get blur sometimes. But it's cash. So, it's okie then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that I can be dancing instead of leading this kinda boring life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to drinking session this Sunday. But I can't drink if I have to work on Monday. Hmmm... agony... Hoping for double pay too. So what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also need my long overdue massage. My body feels like it is going to shatter soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2913685333765181785?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2913685333765181785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2913685333765181785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2913685333765181785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2913685333765181785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2011/03/2nd-work-place.html' title='2nd work place'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7615029537145118161</id><published>2011-03-10T18:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T19:04:54.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It's been more than a year since I last blogged. Today, I just suddenly felt like blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Life has been a little bit better now. I am not as depress as I was when I just got to Australia. So... Is it a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I have yet to fully accept life here. But I managed to cope on a day by day basis. Work, cook, online, slp. That is the daily routine now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Adeline is stopping by on Wednesday for 9 hrs. Can't wait to see her. I think it will be a good recharge for me. Need some Singaporeness....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7615029537145118161?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7615029537145118161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7615029537145118161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7615029537145118161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7615029537145118161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-been-more-than-year-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6361046603633548122</id><published>2010-01-29T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:57:49.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><title type='text'>GoodBye Tani</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tania came over last night. It was the 1st time I had a girls' night in Australia. Too bad, she is going back Singapore tomorrow. How I wish I can be on that plane with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She shared with me how she had dealt with being here alone when she came to study. It was the hardest in the 1st year, especially during the 1st few months. I admire her courage. If I had been in her shoes, I don't think I could survived. She said that there were many times when her mom asked her to go back. Her mom believes that one should be happy from the inside, no matter what. To cope with the loneliness, she had been on Skype and Msn with her mom everyday, to the point that her mom couldn't cope with it. But even though she so wanted to pack her bag and head home, Tania managed to pull it through. Now she got her degree. After 7 long years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have just been here for like nearly 4 months. I dare not say I'm coping well. I miss home too much. I feel so out of place. Chinese New Year is coming. I should have gotten numerous celebration shows, head to Chinatown, and visiting family and friends. But it seems so far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As days go by, it seems harder. I hardly go out, I hardly see anybody, I hardly do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eric wanted to get me air ticket. But seriously, we can not afford it. Furthermore, I don't even know if it will do me well to even go back now. I might not want to leave. Every other minute I am thinking of Singapore. Many friends told me that I would miss the food most. But I am a bit selfish here. I miss my life most. The kinda life that I dreamed of when I was a kid. The kinda life that I endured so much and tried so hard to make it come true. All which now belong to yesterdays'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Every other minute I'm thinking of home. I wondered how Cleo did it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tania said that no matter what path we choose, we will always feel the regret. I agree with her. We will never be truly happy here nor there. That is the hardship that we have to carry through our whole life. We will start to drift apart from everything that we had known. Our family and friends. I haven't even see my new born niece. We can't be there when someone needs us. We can be there for even a cup of coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tania cried so much when she just arrived. I dare not. I don't want Eric to worry about me too much. He works so hard to put everything together. I just have to become stronger. My head is pounding. Thinking too much I guess. Need to stop it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6361046603633548122?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6361046603633548122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6361046603633548122&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6361046603633548122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6361046603633548122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2010/01/goodbye-tani.html' title='GoodBye Tani'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2479909704938903706</id><published>2010-01-15T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:44:54.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>New Idea for Quick Warm Up in Cold Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Hahaha! This is one of those ideas that comes out during the moment of shower. Yes, how to warm up fast during cold weather.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;One of the reason why I slacked on pole was cos it's so hard to get myself warmed up. I would do 15 minutes of 'soft' warm up, follow by 15 minutes of of Zumba Fitness. But then I get all breathless, and still no sweat. Just a little bit warm, comfortable to remove my jacket. Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;esterday, after all the terrible work out at Pole Diva, I didn't even perspire a single drop, though I was breathless a good 1 hour after the lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;So here it is, my shower inspired idea. It is to go for a very hot shower before doing any exercise! Hhaha. Might sound really silly. Like y make yourself clean before exercising, right? But well, it worked for me. Cos after just 5 minutes of pole, I started to perspire. So from now onwards, I'm gonna use this method to pole jam. Don't think I will be posting up vidz so soon. Needa get back into shape 1st. Have to catch up to their stamina then I will start showing off again. Muahahhaah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2479909704938903706?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2479909704938903706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2479909704938903706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2479909704938903706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2479909704938903706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-idea-for-quick-warm-up-in-cold.html' title='New Idea for Quick Warm Up in Cold Weather'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-1915520380222804361</id><published>2010-01-14T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:37:31.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Nightmare at Pole Divas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Last night I went to read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Xiaxue's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. It's actually quite entertaining. I would have expected her to be using proper English and all, but here and there were some singlish. It makes me feel close to home. She also meet her finance via the net. Haha. And it looks fruitful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Today I went to Pole Divas. I must tell you, it is dam shiong!!!! My God. And there I was thinking that Int 3 would be peanuts for me. Since my grader told me that I know most of the moves in Int 3, but asked me to join just to get my stamina back. So I thought, well, why not? I haven't been active in pole for quite some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So I went there, saw the Adv class, and thought, ah... easy... But I was so dam wrong. We had a 15 minute work out. Not the usual relax work out to get your body into the exercising mode. But a hard core cardio work out, involving running around a big studio, and climbing up the poles. After the 15 minutes, I was so out of breath. In my mind, I was thinking jia lat.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;We went straight into combos. It was 1 combo after another. We were told to do 1 combo for a couple of times, then the instructor would go on to the next. And mind you, it was non-stop. All the combo moves were easy. But I just couldn't catch up. Furthermore, I had trouble understanding cos the terms were different. I had to observe and then do it. So they do things like mid chopper to scopio, scopio variation, tammy, handstand recover. Then they did some other variations involving these moves. But its over and over... I didn't have time to catch my breath. I was thinking, wha lao... if push further, I sure faint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lastly, before the cool down, we had to do 5 sit ups from bat. Again I had trouble. Breathless, I was struggling in to straight-leg bat, which I'm so helpless in. I couldn't even get to the straight-leg bat to do the sit ups.... The instructor told me to go home practice straight legs. ARGH..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So I really have to brush up on my techniques and most importantly my stamina. Otherwise I will never graduate at this rate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So anyway, to pole friends, I don't think I am able to take any pic or vidz. Really hard. Don't even have time to catch my breath... I was still breathless after 1/2 hr on the way home. Crazy right?!?!? I called Ming immediately to tell her about it. And she laughed hard. Lolz. I will jia you over here, while you all also work hard k? I will still go to our FB page to update. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kambate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;P/S: During shower, I was reflecting about the class. All the moves are easy to to me. So why did I fair so badly. Then it hit me. It was the run and the climb. I felt like I was doing army training than anything else. And mind you, the ceiling is higher than Ming's and we have to climb to the top. Same goes for the mid air combos. The ang mos take 3-4 climbs. I take about 7 climbs and only reach 3/4 of the pole!!! So by the time I reach there, all I could think of is to slid down, sit on the floor, pang san, Like how I used to do at Ming's. But no time, cos after i did one move out of the combo and slid down, instructor will tell us to do again, or change another routine.... Sweat.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-1915520380222804361?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/1915520380222804361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=1915520380222804361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1915520380222804361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1915520380222804361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2010/01/last-night-i-went-to-read-xiaxues-blog.html' title='Nightmare at Pole Divas!'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7325441017263573295</id><published>2010-01-13T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T21:33:49.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Home Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The stars were bright. As I looked at the surrounding of my house, I felt somewhat alienated. I am truly homesick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Haven't logged in to FB for a while. Browsing through my friends' profiles, looking at their pictures, I can't help but feel envious. The life that I once so enjoyed is no longer valid for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I'm afraid of changes. I don't take it well. And due to this, I am surprised that I chose to leave Singapore. Eric is perfect. Everything that I wanted for as a husband. I can't complain more. So why this aching in my heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I try not to contact my friends too much. Not because I have forgotten them. But because, other than saying I miss them, I can't find words to further describe my feelings. Still, I tried to make an effort, cos they are important. I hunger for the details of their life, that is now denied to me. They make the usual complaints, of work, of their mundane life. I see them as colors that fill my darkened sky. I have no motivation at all. The drive and the excitement that I used to have, where are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I wonder when the aching will go away, when I can finally accept this strange place as home. A friend told me that it took her 3 years to find it. Will it take me that long too? Where can I find that strength? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7325441017263573295?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7325441017263573295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7325441017263573295&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7325441017263573295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7325441017263573295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-sick.html' title='Home Sick'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5603895133592452121</id><published>2009-11-29T18:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T18:39:11.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People I go crazy with'/><title type='text'>Busy Busy Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Had a buzy weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Invited friends to come over for dinner. It was our 1st house party. Simple dinner, meat from Rock Kun, and I made chicken rice, curry vege, and omelet. Chicken rice was not too good, but I think the curry was not too bad. heheh. Kinda proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SxJJKvLK9YI/AAAAAAAAANQ/s8ogIhzYtes/s1600/105_3833.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/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SxJJKvLK9YI/AAAAAAAAANQ/s8ogIhzYtes/s320/105_3833.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409466551236228482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Jude and Cleo brought us beautiful flowers. Love it so much!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SxJKP7UmlkI/AAAAAAAAANY/CGS6nOzewDM/s1600/105_3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SxJKP7UmlkI/AAAAAAAAANY/CGS6nOzewDM/s320/105_3834.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409467739907987010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The next day we went to the Sexpo at Melnourne Exhibition Center. It was a funny trip cos we bought us some bedsheets. Yup, bedsheets at Sexpo. Lolz. And funny how the stocks weren't designed with sexy pictorials. They are just normal bedsheets with discounts. So here's the picture of our current bed, and hooray for the fact that we can sleep on it at long last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SxJMxikGkoI/AAAAAAAAANo/-515HriU-H8/s1600/105_3919.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/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SxJMxikGkoI/AAAAAAAAANo/-515HriU-H8/s320/105_3919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409470516400919170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The bed looks nice doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Had the opportunity to watch SuzieQ's performance at the Sexpo. She's awesome. Gorgeous, sexy and friendly. Took her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=of4MbBLgmCU"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;vidz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;, and also a picture with her personally. heheeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5603895133592452121?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5603895133592452121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5603895133592452121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5603895133592452121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5603895133592452121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-busy-weekend.html' title='Busy Busy Weekend'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SxJJKvLK9YI/AAAAAAAAANQ/s8ogIhzYtes/s72-c/105_3833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6799776374168495232</id><published>2009-11-26T13:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T17:04:00.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People I go crazy with'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Yesterday had a great day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;The morning started with me finding my way to the city. On the way to the bus stop, I saw a granny with a bandage on her right foot, using a roller walker checking out her garbage bin. I walked towards her and wanted to offer her some help. We started chatting and she told me that she's 86 this year, living on her own since her husband died. Told me something about the pension which I didn't understand anything. Then she invited me to her house, wanting to give me some chocolate. I was a bit worried. The thing about stranger and food. But she seemed harmless enough, and how was I to reject an old lady? Argh.. So in to the house I went, anxious about missing the bus. Her house was small and neat and there was a pet parrot. Somehow sensing that I was in a hurry, she told me to make my way after giving me a packet of chocolate buns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Off to the city I went. Went up the bus and asked the bus driver to tell me when to alight when reaching my stop. We chatted and he told me that the next time I want to go to the city, it will be faster if i were to take the train which is 20 mins walk from my house. Oh well. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Met Remy and Sining and we had lunch together. Sining wanted to go shopping so Remy and I went to a bar at Chapel Street to chill out. Here are some pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sw4Or0gKuwI/AAAAAAAAANA/tN2prAr2h7U/s1600/105_3807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sw4Or0gKuwI/AAAAAAAAANA/tN2prAr2h7U/s320/105_3807.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408276348509272834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sw4PIBrrjWI/AAAAAAAAANI/ltlfxjJiQRY/s1600/105_3812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sw4PIBrrjWI/AAAAAAAAANI/ltlfxjJiQRY/s320/105_3812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408276833083559266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I was really glad to see both of them here. Having Sg friends, catching up in Melbourne. Makes me feel that I'm not that far from home. Have somemore friends to catch up with. Will call 'em soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Did some pole prac today. Vidz is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N593dkNoFyU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;This Sat I'm going to the Sexpo Exhibation. SuzieQ will be poling there! Hope that I will get to see her performance live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6799776374168495232?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6799776374168495232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6799776374168495232&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6799776374168495232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6799776374168495232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/yesterday-had-great-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sw4Or0gKuwI/AAAAAAAAANA/tN2prAr2h7U/s72-c/105_3807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6561086029412825898</id><published>2009-11-24T10:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:31:00.413+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As most of you know, I have been uploading pictures from my past. It was really fun doing it. When I 1st wanted to do this, it was when I was packing for OZ. I didn't want to bring all the hard copies. It's way too heavy. And I was already 20kg overweight for the flight. When I go back SG, I'm going to take picture of the remainings one that I had left out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;It was really nice to look at those pictures. When in hard copy, I hardly take it out from the drawer to look. But now that it's online, I have been going through everything over and over. The memories that came flooding back. It was amazing. Some thoughts that have already been buried deep surfaced cos of the pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I still h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ave a couple more to upload. Gonna do it gradually. Looking forward to the comments. Hee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have slow down on my cig. Good news eh. Changed a brand, and it's so mild that it's tasteless. But I thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nk that is also the reason that I keep eating none stop. I eat so much that I feel bloated. It doesn't help that now I don't exercise like before. Need to work really hard.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6561086029412825898?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6561086029412825898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6561086029412825898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6561086029412825898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6561086029412825898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/as-most-of-you-know-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-324243187269921069</id><published>2009-11-21T18:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T18:38:32.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People I go crazy with'/><title type='text'>Furnitures arrival!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Our furnitures came in this morning at 8am! Whoo-hooo! We started assembling it immediately and boy, was it a long and tough job. We were lucky that Jude and Cleo came over to help us. So here's some pics of the new look. But we still have a mountain of rubbish to clear. It will take us over a month just to clear the cardboards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfB7erRSjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/p5VTtEEkCgs/s1600/105_3759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfB7erRSjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/p5VTtEEkCgs/s320/105_3759.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406503105272564274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfCXng_acI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TvlHFNNnqHw/s1600/105_3781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfCXng_acI/AAAAAAAAAMo/TvlHFNNnqHw/s320/105_3781.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406503588681705922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfCiKFZJtI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0nkadoMSYNY/s1600/105_3794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfCiKFZJtI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0nkadoMSYNY/s320/105_3794.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406503769759885010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfCsqHdj0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/tRjD9sgleho/s1600/105_3801.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/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfCsqHdj0I/AAAAAAAAAM4/tRjD9sgleho/s320/105_3801.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406503950157188930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-324243187269921069?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/324243187269921069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=324243187269921069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/324243187269921069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/324243187269921069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/furnitures-arrival.html' title='Furnitures arrival!!'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwfB7erRSjI/AAAAAAAAAMg/p5VTtEEkCgs/s72-c/105_3759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3525432093080219919</id><published>2009-11-19T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:11:59.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Hot Busy Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Last night I couldn't sleep again. ZZZ... Eric's mum bought him some pills to boost his stamina. Think it was Tung Gui. I took 1 in the afternoon. Then at night I was so wild awake. As if I had taken coffee. Bad bad pill. No more energy boost for me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Today's super hot. No wind, just sunny sun. I decided be to lazy and not pole. So, I started loading up the old pics. hahha. Till now, I'm only half completed with my collection. Will do the rest again. Maybe when I go back Singapore I will photo those that I had not done so. Come to think of it, it's really nice to look back it the pictures. I was so ugly back then. It makes me laugh out loud just to see how nerdy and silly I was. My fashion sense was horrendous. Eww.. Can't imagine it. Lolz. But those were the days that makes us who we are today. heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2 nights ago, my brother skyped me. Mum and dad were there and they were all so excited that they looked animated! Oh how I miss them. As usual, Dad couldn't hear much, so he just watched the conversation. 1st thing that mum said was to move the computer away from our sleeping area. hahha. It will be done this sat where the furnitures will arrive! hooray! Everyone knows that I miss mum's cooking, esp her soup. So Mum said that if she can she will feed me over skype!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-3525432093080219919?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3525432093080219919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3525432093080219919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3525432093080219919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3525432093080219919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot-busy-day.html' title='Hot Busy Day'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6057035353756655239</id><published>2009-11-18T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:26:20.663+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Trying out the new pole</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Here's a vid of me with the new pole. Didn't do much. More like getting use to the pole. It was so much better doing it at the studio instead. Most likely won't be posting me on pole for a while after this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u7nIWPg3OTc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6057035353756655239?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6057035353756655239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6057035353756655239&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6057035353756655239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6057035353756655239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/trying-out-new-pole.html' title='Trying out the new pole'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4652935852522726350</id><published>2009-11-17T20:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:33:57.913+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Better Tuesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really feels good to be 'connected' back to the world. What has the world come to? Or is it just me that I need the internet for blogging, youtubing, facebooking and gaming? Now I dun feel that depress anymore since I can surf all day long. And I realised that so many things have happened to my friends. But most part I feel envy, that I am no longer there to be part of their lives, and to perform.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This afternoon I tried doing some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vf0q6qtThF4"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zumba workout from youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Saw the advertisements going on and on late last night. Thought that it might help me to break some sweat for poling. Well, it worked a tiny bit. Zumba is all about cardio workout. After 15 mins of it I felt so breathless. Must time myself. lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Poling is not so fun now. Exercising is never fun alone. Haiz.. But good news is although I haven't gotten all my strength back, I managed to do something that I saw Sesomy did in the vidz. Now I will have to catch up to her. She is really strong now. So, Sesomy, if you are reading this, please load your achievements so that I can watch. Ah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldofsuziewong.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; always reads my blog, so Ming, can you update her? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yeah, saw Ming's new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://worldofsuziewong.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-tops-and-shorts-for-pole-dancers.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;products&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; for poling. Really love them. My wish lists: Pole mattress, pink grey shorts, pink black shorts, pink top, red top, and pink black top. And NO MING, wish list is not for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was packing my clothes the other day, and realised that I already have lots to wear for poling. But hey, gals just like pretty stuff right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got rejected for one of my job application. Well, I just have to keep sending. My bro-in-law offered for me to work in Crown as a dealer. But it's god dam far... I have to walk, take the bus, walk, take the train, walk, take the tram, walk, then reach destination. All up, 1 n 1/2 hrs... Faint... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've also sent one to a real estate company. They are looking for various position. Hopefully they will consider me, then I can start my career in this field. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Still have many things to do, but I keep procrastinating. It's no good. Need some yelling to push me forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4652935852522726350?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4652935852522726350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4652935852522726350&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4652935852522726350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4652935852522726350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/better-tuesday.html' title='Better Tuesday'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4714526186940320173</id><published>2009-11-16T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:41:12.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Lazy Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I woke up feeling so lazy. It was cold and the bed was warm. Didn't get off the bed till 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I tried poling. So lonely to do it alone. I couldn't get myself to perspire at all. So could hardly do inverts at all. Will try it again tomorrow. Needa lose all that fats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sent out about 10 resume. From teaching to admin to events to sales. Whatever works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Erm... Yeah, no more baby thoughts. Lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4714526186940320173?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4714526186940320173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4714526186940320173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4714526186940320173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4714526186940320173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/lazy-monday.html' title='Lazy Monday'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3662411242071566226</id><published>2009-11-15T20:29:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:52:53.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>15th November 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hi, I'm back online. Just got my internet connection up this Friday. It really feels great to be connected again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So a few updates. Been staying at my new home for the past 2 weeks and am starting to get use to this new home. House is still bare. Our furnitures have yet to arrive. We have been using the living room as our makeshift bedroom and computer room. Here are some new pictures of the house now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sv__TqCANkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgsZ0qa5FyU/s1600-h/105_3728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sv__TqCANkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgsZ0qa5FyU/s320/105_3728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404318791033173570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Master Bedroom- the wardrobe mirror over looking at the dressing table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAAc0Sh_vI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fGSNyNYq698/s1600-h/105_3726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAAc0Sh_vI/AAAAAAAAAK4/fGSNyNYq698/s320/105_3726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404320047917301490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Kitchen, and the wall that I refuse to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAA8UmtApI/AAAAAAAAALA/iE5p4L8U5iQ/s1600-h/105_3731.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/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAA8UmtApI/AAAAAAAAALA/iE5p4L8U5iQ/s320/105_3731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404320589167788690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Eric posing for me in the kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwABi6YDOkI/AAAAAAAAALI/yuF0sFKUDmM/s1600-h/105_3719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwABi6YDOkI/AAAAAAAAALI/yuF0sFKUDmM/s320/105_3719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404321252141906498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Some Dollies that refuse to stay hidden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAB_j7C9-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/s2k8KSBSTAA/s1600-h/105_3721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAB_j7C9-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/s2k8KSBSTAA/s320/105_3721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404321744330880994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RO Characters- A game that played a huge role in our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwACvCjvpjI/AAAAAAAAALY/PUQat1HV9to/s1600-h/105_3722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwACvCjvpjI/AAAAAAAAALY/PUQat1HV9to/s320/105_3722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404322560008496690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TV Corner. Yes, that luggage does look familiar to many. Please, Shh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwADY_AhN4I/AAAAAAAAALg/PapXhLvosSY/s1600-h/105_3732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwADY_AhN4I/AAAAAAAAALg/PapXhLvosSY/s320/105_3732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404323280609949570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;TADA! Our makeshift bedroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwADyG1VTVI/AAAAAAAAALo/eQ4FPVOlZtQ/s1600-h/105_3729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwADyG1VTVI/AAAAAAAAALo/eQ4FPVOlZtQ/s320/105_3729.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404323712207244626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The room that we want to rent out. Yup, the mattress belongs to this bedframe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAETcm_rnI/AAAAAAAAALw/dJw18Uu8Vl0/s1600-h/105_3730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAETcm_rnI/AAAAAAAAALw/dJw18Uu8Vl0/s320/105_3730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404324284988370546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The bathroom after its makeover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The next 2 pictures is just a light that I bought at the Thai fair in Singapore. I think that it is a gorgeous piece of light. We on it every night to find our way in the dark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAHCfoKB4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jw2jnGJLK5A/s1600-h/105_3717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAHCfoKB4I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jw2jnGJLK5A/s320/105_3717.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404327292275656578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Without Flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAHdpEbPEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zy0RqSPRCj8/s1600-h/105_3716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/SwAHdpEbPEI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zy0RqSPRCj8/s320/105_3716.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404327758666611778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With Flash. Ain't it pretty??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I've been staying at home most of the time. It's kinda getting a little bit depressing. All alone in the house all day, waiting for Mr Poh to be home. I even have thoughts of baby! *sweatness x10* With no internet, it'd been just TV and sleeping. Why I haven try to get out and explore? I still don't know my way home. And, we're really broke. Since I haven't got myself a job, we have been relying only on Eric's income. We couldn't even make it to his buddy's bro's wedding cos we don't have enough for the red packet. Also, we are about 4k in debt for the furnitures. And yeah, I've become FAT... THAT is the most depressing thing of all. I know that some of you are now laughing your ass off right? But please do it behind my back cos i really don't need anyone rubbing salt on my wound. My poor wounded heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Okay, enough about my unhappy issues. Here are some happy news. Eric managed to set up my pole! Yeah! *Run around the room* Thankfully the X-Pole is made to be fixed on plaster boards with joists, and the DVD further convinced Eric. I was almost afraid that I have to give up my pole. Now I'm just missing some pole mates to pole jam with. So I guess it will be lots of youtubing and FB to 'compare notes'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That was happiness #1. Next, I've sent some resume out for creative art teaching for a weekend school and a events company that does kids events. Hopefully they will like what I can offer and allow me some gigs once a while. I really don't know how to survive without performing. I miss putting make ups now. Lolz. And like what Tania shared with me, life used to be so easy back then. It was just waking up, dance, then sleep. We didn't have much to worry, and life was always full of fun. So let's hope that they will accept me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Tomorrow, I will be searching for more event/ performing companies to send my resume. Then I will look for some 'proper' jobs. Hopefully it can tie us over till I can finish my driving lessons and real estate course before I finally get a real estate company to employ me. I can't imagine myself in office attire and what not. But it's inevitable. So I will start my chapter in the corporate world, and start climbing its ladder. The thought actually makes me feel somewhat strange and awkward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happiness #3 is that Eric might have a great job offer. We are keeping our fingers cross. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Well, now that I've updated here, it's time to clear my mails and FB. I'm missing out sooooo much... Gosh.. But maybe.. tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-3662411242071566226?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3662411242071566226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3662411242071566226&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3662411242071566226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3662411242071566226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/11/15th-november-2009.html' title='15th November 2009'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Sv__TqCANkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jgsZ0qa5FyU/s72-c/105_3728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-1838900820985291820</id><published>2009-10-26T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:34:30.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>3rd Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today I had a great dinner. It was in some Vietnamese restaurant. Eric said that their noodles soup is not too bad. So I ordered a bowl of starch noodle, much like Sg mee tai ma, but long strands, with prawns and pig trotter in crab soup. It was a wow! Really good. Didn't think that I would be able to have such good soupy meal. The last time I had a bowl of noodle soup, it tasted like ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My abs are slowly disappearing. All my hard work's down the drain. Have to work harder to get it back again. Sobz.. FB is like shit recently. Can't log in much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Okie, updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tomorrow we can finish painting the master bedroom. Then Wednesday we can clean the carpet, Thursday clear out weedforest, Friday no idea yet, Saturday put the furniture into the van and Sunday! Yes, Sunday we are ready to move in. At long last, we can start to have our family life. Lolz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So expect the pictures to be up really really soon, though some of the furnitures are missing and the rest that we have are old. But for a start, what we have will do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-1838900820985291820?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/1838900820985291820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=1838900820985291820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1838900820985291820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1838900820985291820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/3rd-monday.html' title='3rd Monday'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7299279786892067950</id><published>2009-10-23T11:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:48:17.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Off Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Eric and I decided that today is an off day from the house. Thought that we will catch the movie Twilight, only to realise my mistake that it will be out on Nov...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So I was doing some youtubing. With the usual pages that I'd subscribed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;There was the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tIQt8VPf1DE&amp;amp;feature=fvsr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make up tutorial on Lady Gaga's Disco Heaven Album Cover look&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. I must say that she is good with colors. I guess daring to experiment also helps a lot. I won't have much chance to play with colors for a while. In fact, for the past 2 weeks, I haven touch a single makeup. So I'm pretty excited about the Halloween party next week. I haven decide what to go as and I do not have any outfits that is appropriate for the occasion. Nevertheless, I will still try to get some blood makeup for the dress up party. Hopefully Eric won't forget to bring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Another youtube site; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=urNyg1ftMIU&amp;amp;feature=player_profilepage#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Guild - Do You Wanna Date My Avatar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;. It brought back memories of my gaming era. I haven been playing mmorpg (can't remember the exact spelling) for quite a while. I remember when I 1st started 5 years ago. I knew nothing about online games. I was such a noob then. It  had taken me 8 hours just to get of the training ground when others took only 15mins. Yeah, I wasn't kidding. Well, that was where I met Eric anyway. Lolz. I think once the house is done, I will start gaming again. Kinda miss playing World of Warcraft. Heard that there's a lot of changes since I was last on. Maybe I will reroll a new character in a RP server instead of PVP one. Think I will survive better there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7299279786892067950?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7299279786892067950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7299279786892067950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7299279786892067950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7299279786892067950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/off-day.html' title='Off Day'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3724255478192504362</id><published>2009-10-20T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:35:59.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Great Weather!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Finally today I was able to wear my sleeveless without feeling the cold bitting into my skin. It felt great not to be like a 'ba-zhang' (dumpling) for a change. Too bad the weather will not stay like this. Heard that this summer will be one of the worst ever. 50 degrees! I think it might be worse than when I was at Dubai. By that time it will be lots of sun screen, long sleeves, shawls, and moisturizer all over again! lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;We did lots today for the house, though not much can be seen from it. His friends came over to help out these few days. It's amazing how much work can be done with a couple more hands. Am really grateful to them. They all just came down after their work. Tired as they were, they still helped out till dinner time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I hope to get the house done asap. My hands are getting too dry for this kinda work... Poor hands... Need to treat it to some spa after this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;By the way, I lost 2kg!!! Whoo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-3724255478192504362?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3724255478192504362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3724255478192504362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3724255478192504362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3724255478192504362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-weather.html' title='Great Weather!'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6296842817670203226</id><published>2009-10-19T19:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:00:42.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>New Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;The kitchen walls were done. The color chosen matched well with the cabinets in the kitchen. Such coincidence. Sadly, we had miscalculated. We had to do double coating for the other walls in the house. That means that we will not be able to move in to the house this week. Unless miraculously we can finish putting the 1st coat by tomorrow, and 2nd coat by Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I miss poling much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I want some yong tao hu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I need hair conditioner asap. Hair is like a pile of hay stuck on my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My hands are so dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I need 48 hrs a day to get the house ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;And I sleep way too early nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nitez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6296842817670203226?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6296842817670203226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6296842817670203226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6296842817670203226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6296842817670203226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-week.html' title='New Week'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8740711629292791563</id><published>2009-10-18T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T16:55:43.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>2nd Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today was not so cold. That was a blessing. Mum helped to wash the windows laces. It's so hard to deal with the curtains and laces. Well, it's hard to deal with household chores, period. I was a housewife for a full 8hrs the other day, and I nearly died. Lolz. Anywayz, today we have finished all the ceilings. Tomorrow we can start with the walls. Horray!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We have been quite lucky so far. We got so many free stuffs. Mum gave us brand new pots and pans. My mum gave me kettle and coffee maker. His brother gave us TV. And his mum's friend gave us dinner set. All brand new. Nice! Then we got pass down items like cupboards, dressing table, dinning table, beds. Hmm... not too bad. Except that we have to get our own brand new bed eventually. And guess what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today while we were helping his father, we chanced upon a LG washing machine outside a house. After asking the owner about the condition of the machine, we brought it back. We had thought that the motor of the machine was faulty or something, but it turned that the owner didn't want it cos it's too noisy. Ha! According to his dad, all we need to do is to centralize the machine and it will solve the issue. So just like that we got ourselves a fairly new 8kg washing machine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;This really helped us to save a lot. It's a little hard now that we're only surviving on Eric's income. But things are working out pretty well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8740711629292791563?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8740711629292791563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8740711629292791563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8740711629292791563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8740711629292791563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/2nd-sunday.html' title='2nd Sunday'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8535873145167391716</id><published>2009-10-15T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T19:35:57.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Rainy Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The house is shaping up nicely so i think by next weekend Eric and I should be able to move in. We have just finished painting most of the 2nd coat for the doors and trimmings. Left with some ceilings and walls, sanding and scraping, polishing and cleaning. Can't believe there is so much work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I still haven find the best location to install the pole that I bought from Ming, and Eric's trying to figure the best way to fit it onto the false ceiling. He is worried that I will fall if I follow what the guide says. He suggested to attach a metal piece onto the joist then fix the pole onto it. I would also think that he is worried that if the pole slipped, it will make a hole some where in the house. Hahah, I can't blame him. I made a hole when I accidentally opened the door with too much strength! Luckily that part of the wall wasn't painted and the builder was at our home to even it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I have contacted Pole Divas to 'further my studies'. lolz. They have told me to go down for a grading to fit me in the right class. I wonder if I will get to enjoy myself there as compared to Acro. Hmm... Just have to make do with it, I guess. But I don't think I can make it for their upcoming term on 26th Oct. Still need to learn driving and get a job before I can start building a lifestyle that I like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Time to shower now. Will update again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8535873145167391716?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8535873145167391716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8535873145167391716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8535873145167391716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8535873145167391716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/rainy-thursday.html' title='Rainy Thursday'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2377659897733704270</id><published>2009-10-12T19:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:16:18.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Cold and Exhuasted Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Day 3 here in Melbourne. It was forecasted that it would been a rainy week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/StMPjiF590I/AAAAAAAAAKg/q1t54k5lWAE/s1600-h/IMAGE_089.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/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/StMPjiF590I/AAAAAAAAAKg/q1t54k5lWAE/s320/IMAGE_089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391670282014029634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 5am again. Somehow I just couldn't sleep after that. Maybe it wasn't such a bad thing. hahah. Think my mum will be most glad of my sudden switch in biological clock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was too silly during packing. I thought that since winter was over, I would be needing summer clothes more. So the rest are on their way via shipment. But... it was still so freaking cold! Not sure if I was lucky or suay... I brought 1 autumn jacket with me. It wasn't really enough. However, as compared to my normal Singapore jacket, it provided me with much more comfort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As I have mentioned, it was a rainy week. I was feeling so cold while working in the house. I have no idea where my central heating for the house is, so basically, I worked in the cold, for 10 hrs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accomplished quite a bit today since I was there early. Hopefully it will be in simple living condition by end of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2377659897733704270?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2377659897733704270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2377659897733704270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2377659897733704270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2377659897733704270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/cold-and-exhuasted-day-3.html' title='Cold and Exhuasted Day 3'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/StMPjiF590I/AAAAAAAAAKg/q1t54k5lWAE/s72-c/IMAGE_089.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6464761725897186591</id><published>2009-10-11T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:52:07.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I woke up at 5am today. Could only get back to sleep at about 8am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Went to the house and started painting. Its in a total mess, but hopefully we will be able to do up major parts of the house so that we can move in by end of the week. Eric will post up the pictures on his FB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6464761725897186591?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6464761725897186591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6464761725897186591&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6464761725897186591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6464761725897186591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/10/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4503618811662440842</id><published>2009-10-11T03:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T04:46:11.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Chapter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Melbourne, Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Time is short since my Dubai trip. My tea ceremony was postponed. It was uncalled for, but the best option for everyone. I hardly have time to meet everyone, so I apologize for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;After leaving my family and friends at the gate, I started to miss them 2 mins later. I realized that I didn't hug my sis n niece and wondered how dad was. Had to hear my sis' voice just before boarding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;The flight was uneventful. Managed to watch Transformer 2, though I didn't catch half of the dialog. I was dozing here and there. Arrived at the airport about 8am. Didn't get off the plane till 8.30am. And guess what? It took us another 1 1/2 hrs to get out of the custom. It was 12pm by the time we reached Eric's mum's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Slept till 7pm. Met up with Eric's mates for a while. Couldn't believe I was that tired, and headed home early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It felt like a dream. It's still hard to believe that I'm leaving Sg for good and starting my next chapter of life in a new place. I'd always known that I will migrate since I was young. But nothing really prepares for the real departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I woke up at 5am. My mind started to jam itself with poling and my new house. It was a nice place from what I'd seen last evening. I wonder how I can make the kitchen look like an old cottage style. And of cos, how and where to install the pole. The dinning area seems like the most logical space. It was too huge to serve as just the dinning room. So I'm thinking to double it up as my pole practice area. But the front door leads to the dinning room, so it is such a good idea to have a pole there? The initial idea was to have the pole in the computer room. However, as the com room doubles up as guest room, it will be too cram to squeeze everything there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hmm.. guess I have to give more thought to the design of the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4503618811662440842?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4503618811662440842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4503618811662440842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4503618811662440842'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=436109883004656100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/436109883004656100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/436109883004656100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/09/pole-practise-23rd-sept-2009.html' title='Pole Practise 23rd Sept 2009'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7912474851351746730</id><published>2009-09-24T03:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T03:03:09.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>No Boundaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Un0kvWV8Pm4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Glad tat after coming back to pole for a month I can do this routine now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Wanna thank my pole mates for helping with this filming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Love 'em all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7912474851351746730?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7912474851351746730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7912474851351746730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7912474851351746730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7912474851351746730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-boundaries.html' title='No 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I did so badly here. haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-59263883664617976?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/59263883664617976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=59263883664617976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/59263883664617976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/59263883664617976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-pole-competition.html' title='My pole Competition'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2423233729075993051</id><published>2009-09-22T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T03:11:14.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Results for Super Import Nights 2009 Pole Competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2tcx4sazdeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2423233729075993051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/09/results-for-super-import-nights-2009.html' title='Results for Super Import Nights 2009 Pole Competition'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3973661625986333876</id><published>2009-09-21T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:49:18.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>My 1 min show case for pole competition at Super Import Nights 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3973661625986333876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3973661625986333876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3973661625986333876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-1-min-show-case-for-pole-competition.html' title='My 1 min show case for pole competition at Super Import Nights 2009'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7829292718556632043</id><published>2009-09-19T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T04:29:35.141+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>My Pole Competition Choreo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4jUjK8G7zHM&amp;amp;hl=en&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/4jUjK8G7zHM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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/30871797-7829292718556632043?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7829292718556632043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7829292718556632043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7829292718556632043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7829292718556632043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-pole-competition-choreo.html' title='My Pole Competition Choreo'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4067397669142756430</id><published>2009-05-30T13:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:46:53.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Pole Performance at St James Dragonfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Had a performance at St. James Dragonfly last weekend, 16th May 2009. It was Celest's concert, and we were invited to perform for her in one of the segment. We are using our new X-Stage. I'm so not seasoned to the new stage, and was worried about not being able to perform my pole moves, though it is the simplest of the 3. Poor Eunice had to wipe the pole right after me coc of my sweaty palms!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CG5DR_cu3Is&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CG5DR_cu3Is&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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/30871797-4067397669142756430?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4067397669142756430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4067397669142756430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4067397669142756430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4067397669142756430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/05/pole-performance-at-st-james-dragonfly.html' title='Pole Performance at St James Dragonfly'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3864297110279909457</id><published>2009-05-21T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T03:09:49.085+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Pole Practice 20 May 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today I wanted to try to jump into butterfly. It is really not as easy as it seems. took a few attempts with the help of Ming's advises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VhNWtdqmiOo&amp;amp;hl=en&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/VhNWtdqmiOo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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/30871797-3864297110279909457?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3864297110279909457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3864297110279909457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3864297110279909457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3864297110279909457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/05/pole-practice-20-may-2009.html' title='Pole Practice 20 May 2009'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2380319718141334069</id><published>2009-05-20T03:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T03:42:42.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>My New Pole Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Been a while since I have learnt new pole stunts. Today is a happy day that I managed to accomplish some new moves! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1bPTkuxI7kw&amp;amp;hl=en&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/1bPTkuxI7kw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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/30871797-2380319718141334069?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2380319718141334069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2380319718141334069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2380319718141334069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2380319718141334069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-new-pole-video.html' title='My New Pole Video'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5835734152651338701</id><published>2009-04-15T03:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:27:37.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;15 years of strong friendship is now sitting on a fragile point. I am deeply disappointed because I have trusted you so much. I have been giving you a benefit of a doubt. Many doubts. But again and again, you breach the trust. I am on the verge of exploding. But deep inside I am still trying to find an excuse for your behavior. I hope that it is my over sensitivitiness over reacting. Then we can still continue our friendship. However, if you really step over the limit, I will do what ever I can to expose you to everyone, making sure that no one else will be deceived like how I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5835734152651338701?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5835734152651338701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5835734152651338701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5835734152651338701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5835734152651338701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/04/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5036480189099944424</id><published>2009-03-27T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T17:49:59.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Pole Practice March 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Here's some update of my pole training. Haven been learning much things since beginning of the year cos I had been busy with wedding and some other stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;So here;s the latest stunts that I had learnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZ6zbLGe43c&amp;amp;hl=en&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/GZ6zbLGe43c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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/30871797-5036480189099944424?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5036480189099944424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5036480189099944424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5036480189099944424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5036480189099944424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/03/pole-practice-march-2009.html' title='Pole Practice March 2009'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3580910710454770492</id><published>2009-02-06T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:13:46.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mum had the whole family's fortune told. Something that she does every year straight after chinese new year. The lady mentioned something not so pleasent that will happen in the future. I can't help thinking about it. It stresses me out. But I have to pretend, pretend that it doesn't matter. Will I be able to prevent it from happeneing? Will it be inevitable? I hope that I won't need to face it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-3580910710454770492?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3580910710454770492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3580910710454770492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3580910710454770492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3580910710454770492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2009/02/mum-had-whole-familys-fortune-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6413460305145024221</id><published>2008-12-18T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T01:46:11.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Jade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I managed to master Jade yesterday, so here it is. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/paM5tkZ_c7U&amp;amp;hl=en&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/paM5tkZ_c7U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" 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/30871797-6413460305145024221?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6413460305145024221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6413460305145024221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6413460305145024221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6413460305145024221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/12/jade.html' title='Jade'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5212481546750487468</id><published>2008-10-23T15:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:58:23.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>I conquer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just some updates on my pole learning. Everywhere is so sore that it's not funny. But am really satisfied. I conquer hand stand dismount after weeks and weeks of struggle, new stunts that are being taught, and learnt some new tricks on my own, though its not on the vid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oFEQ6X362wM"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oFEQ6X362wM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/30871797-5212481546750487468?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5212481546750487468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5212481546750487468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5212481546750487468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5212481546750487468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-conquer.html' title='I conquer'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-395663504234276419</id><published>2008-10-11T04:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T04:55:58.698+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Dance Fanatic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today at a performance, I just saw my all time favorite dance teacher. She told me that she is currently teaching spanish and belly dance. I so wanna learn belly dance. It's one of those dance that looks easy but requires a lot of technique. However her classes are held every Saturday afternoon. Hmm... Should I sign up for it? After all, I haven learn dance from her for ages. Miss being her student... Has it been 10 years already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Lately I have also been a pole fanatic. It's crazy. I am even thinking of investing in to having a pole at home. But this is really unwise. I will have to ship it over when I move to Australia next year... On the other hand, having a weekly class is not enough for me. I wanna learn more, and at a faster speed. My body can already take more than 2 sessions of intense lessons. I want it to be really challenging. Even thinking of signing up for another class in Jitterbugs just to kill that urge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-395663504234276419?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/395663504234276419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=395663504234276419&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/395663504234276419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/395663504234276419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/10/dance-fanatic.html' title='Dance Fanatic?'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2485624128508065249</id><published>2008-10-10T10:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:59:20.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><title type='text'>Ups n Downs of preping for ROM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;My excited BF woke me up from my 2 hr sleep so that he can print the ROM ackowledgment from his office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite frustrated. I can understand his excitement. But it's NOT urgent. To wake me up from my sleep just for that? Now I can't get back to sleep. I can't let him know my frustration. I didn't even call to wake him up when I needed some information while filling up for the ROM. But he has to wake me up to ask for the code, so that he can print it. When we only need the printing version in 3 months time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kinda frustration can't be vented at. I can't fault him for it. But when I can't get back to sleep, it pisses me off. It pisses my WHOLE day off. Then later he will ask why I'm so mooody, and I won't be able to answer him back. Then he gets pissed cos I don't wanna 'share' with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to wake at 3hrs time. I just got 2 hrs sleep. And I'm so uptight now I can't get back to sleep. The tension is building up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are my freaking sleeping pills?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2485624128508065249?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2485624128508065249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2485624128508065249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2485624128508065249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2485624128508065249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/10/ups-n-downs-of-preping-for-rom.html' title='Ups n Downs of preping for ROM'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6766687345027634049</id><published>2008-10-10T05:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T05:23:13.285+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><title type='text'>ROM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At last it's been filed. Getting married is such a hassle. I didn't know that you have to get the name and the license of the solemnizer before registering for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So now part one is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next is the wedding card. Still designing it, but the frame is more or less completed too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then it's the venue. Strange that I must have a venue when I register for the ROM. I haven even booked it. Wanted to book this monday, but was rejected cos it can only be done 2 months before hand. Stranger still, ROM webbie recommanded that place. So, I can book my ROM 3 months ahead, but one of the venue that they recommanded allows only booking 2 months ahead. hmmm... Hence right now I have to cross my fingers that no one is gonna take that booking, otherwise I will have to rethink of a venue, spoiling my whole plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Next, this is like Ah Gong getting married. Hahhahaha! He wants Eric to invite all the relatives. BUT, "we can not expect any ang baos, cos it is just a ROM". Weird, huh? So now I'm having a bad headache. Budget allocated for food is set, which does not include the relatives. Hmm... I really don't wish that the guests go hungry. I hope Eric will tell Ah Gong that we are working on a really tight budget...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's see... (based on SGD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His flight back: 1k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My flight back: 1-1.2k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rings: 1k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Venue: 1k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Food: 1k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drinks: 500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Visa: 2k (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;^%$^$#@#@$%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;^%$^$#@#@$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miscellaneaos: 1k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Buffer: 1.5k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So that's 10k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A 10k ROM. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;^%$^$#@#@$%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;^%$^$#@#@$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's messing me up bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah yes, guests list..... *faint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just wanna complain, that's all. It's actually not that bad. Just probably doing most things alone is tedious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6766687345027634049?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6766687345027634049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6766687345027634049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6766687345027634049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6766687345027634049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/10/rom.html' title='ROM'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3562001651381098820</id><published>2008-10-01T03:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T03:36:09.106+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Basic Pole Choreography</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;This is my Week 5 in pole. Today Ming wanted us to do some simple pole choreo with the spins and inverts that we had learnt over the past few weeks. It's so bloody tough... to keep to the timing, the position to end the moves, the number of spins, etc. Though it's not perfect, both Idy and I were pleased with what was recorded. After all, it was our 1st try. ^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ursUOOovNGw"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ursUOOovNGw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/30871797-3562001651381098820?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3562001651381098820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3562001651381098820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3562001651381098820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3562001651381098820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/10/basic-pole-choreography.html' title='Basic Pole Choreography'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3861372567808202828</id><published>2008-09-30T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:12:57.509+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Another Basic Pole Piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Here is another of my pole piece to my latest favourite music. Was 'forced' to do it cos I of the many countless different classes that I had been attending for the past month.&lt;br /&gt;Realised that even though I was taught about 7 spins in basic, durning the piece, it becomes kinda hard ton remember what to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9dmRzXv_-Y"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/l9dmRzXv_-Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/30871797-3861372567808202828?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3861372567808202828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3861372567808202828&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3861372567808202828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3861372567808202828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-basic-pole-piece.html' title='Another Basic Pole Piece'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3015293978840891901</id><published>2008-09-23T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:46:09.044+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Basic Pole Class 'grad' piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just did a routine, cos Eunice says that I have not graduate from any pole basic classes after the many many basic classes that I went to. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is a simple piece that I did impromptu. lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ansBPqh-pE8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ansBPqh-pE8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&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/30871797-3015293978840891901?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3015293978840891901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3015293978840891901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3015293978840891901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3015293978840891901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/09/basic-pole-class-grad-piece.html' title='Basic Pole Class &apos;grad&apos; piece'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6003374826081944155</id><published>2008-09-11T01:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:01:58.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>My pole Videos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today at pole practise, I could manage serpent and bat by myself. It really is a great acheivement to me, though I am still very unstable. Have to wait till next week before I can get the videos, so....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are some of the other videos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oq57mkhiU4U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Oq57mkhiU4U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trying out lotus with head flick follow by fan ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFUd15QLXoQ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFUd15QLXoQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Normal Pole Practise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Last of all, my 1st try out in POLE INVERTS~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfkyIfmglLI"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CfkyIfmglLI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Serpent and Bat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6003374826081944155?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6003374826081944155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6003374826081944155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6003374826081944155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6003374826081944155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-pole-videos.html' title='My pole Videos!'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-57439060686403652</id><published>2008-09-10T03:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T03:20:40.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><title type='text'>Serpent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today I had my 1st try out in pole invert. The move is called 'Serpent'. Still very unstable, and needed help for this move. But I'm really glad to even attempt to try it. Afterall, it's only my 4th week in pole art. hehehe. Will upload the video of my clumsy 1st attempt tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-57439060686403652?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/57439060686403652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=57439060686403652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/57439060686403652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/57439060686403652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/09/serpent.html' title='Serpent'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2318597797657880776</id><published>2008-09-09T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T07:52:15.392+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'>881 Papaya Sisters, Yearning</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ubeLcCnqGWo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ubeLcCnqGWo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2318597797657880776?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2318597797657880776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2318597797657880776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2318597797657880776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2318597797657880776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/09/881-papaya-sisters-yearning.html' title='881 Papaya Sisters, Yearning'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4706790572544092537</id><published>2008-09-09T07:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T03:15:52.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pole Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Recently I had signed up for pole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing that my interests for it has turning in to an addiction, just like my how I'm addicted to online gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I had thought that pole stunts are easy to master, especially since I'm a dancer. But I was in for a shock! After the 1st class, I had achings in places that I never knew existed. Luckily I have always been active and the aches go away fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I'm able to do basic spins with 1 hand, though pole climbing still has room for more improvement. I will post pictures and/or videos once I feel more confident about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to be able to acheive a performing standard soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the lady in the video is my inspration. Just look at the dance, she is awesome. Anything other than that I have no comment. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1ro3_g6lJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1ro3_g6lJw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, by the way, I am getting ROM soon. 9th Jan 2009. So have to work hard to earn more money for the whole thing. After ROM, I will be applying for the paper work to go over to Melbourne, which will take about 4-6 months. So most likely I will be leaving Singapore for good by Jun 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4706790572544092537?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4706790572544092537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4706790572544092537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4706790572544092537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4706790572544092537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/09/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8743493561431007649</id><published>2008-03-18T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:56:06.743+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><title type='text'>Yeah~! New Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;1. You're really upset. Who is the first girl you call to vent to?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Annie or Judy if in Singapore. Now will be Tania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;2. If someone liked you right now, would you want them to tell you?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;It depends. But maybe not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;3. Does it matter to you if your boyfriend/girlfriend smokes?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;4. Can you do the splits?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;After some warm ups I'm sure I can still get it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;5. Do you get along better with guys or girls?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hard to say. But I got more guy friends though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;6. Last person you texted?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;7. Do you like shows like Forensic Files and Unsolved Mysteries?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Doesn't matter as long as the show is good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;8. Do you prefer to take showers at night or in the morning?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Night time. Prefer to smell nice and clean before bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;9. List person you were best friends with in 6th grade?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;10. Name the best people who could cheer you up:-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Eric, Judy, Remy, Joe, Jess, Jinkun, Eric, Alaric, Annie, Nuris, Tania, etc, too many in the list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;11. Have you been to New York City?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;12. Who is the last person you added to your contacts list in your phone?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Constance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;13. Do you have any expensive jewelery?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yeah. But don't wear them all the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;14. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;15. Do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Of course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;16. Heard any really great quotes lately?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;We can do no great things; only small things with great love.-- Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;17. Do you think you have made a difference in anyone's life?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;18. MySpace or Facebook?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Facebook &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;19. Do you remember the name of your first school you ever went to?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Bukit Ho Swee Primary, 1986-1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;20. Have you ever tattooed anyones name on you?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;21. Whys your number one on myspace number one?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;No idea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;22. What is the name of your siblings best friend?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tai Hong, not too sure about the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;23. What's the most appealing thing about the opposite sex?--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Gentlemanliness (If there is even such word for it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;24. Which year has been the best so far?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;1994-1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;25. Ever found more than a dollar in a random place?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;26. Has anyone ever been more important to you than a family member?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tough question. Depends on situation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;27. Last time you smiled!-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;A few minutes ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;28. Last text message in your inbox?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tania asking me out for 'Ballet Under the Stars' next Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;29. When is your next road trip?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;This Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;30. Would you cry if you found out you were pregnant?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Clueless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;31. Where is your phone?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;In Eric's room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;32. Do you think your current pets will be alive ten years from now?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Don't own one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;33. When was your last bubble bath?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Few years back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;34. Do you know anyone by the name of Dennis?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;5.Where is your pet right now?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I dont have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;37. What color phone do you have?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Off white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;38. How many kids do you want to have?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Maybe 2 or 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;39. What outfit do you have on at this exact moment?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Blue singlet and green shorts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;40. What color are your eyes?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dark Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;41. What are you doing tomorrow?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pack for camping trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;42. Do you know someone who likes you?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;43. Does a heartbreak feel as bad as it sounds?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;It doesn't sound bad. It's just a word.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;44. What color is your hair?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dark brown, with orange strips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;46. What is the closest blue object to you?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;My singlet, a book and a chair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;47. Have you eaten popcorn in the past 48 hours?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;49. Have you ever been in handcuffs?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Nop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;50. If you could say anything to any one person what would it be?-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I got no idea where question 45 and 48 is...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8743493561431007649?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8743493561431007649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8743493561431007649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8743493561431007649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8743493561431007649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/03/yeah-new-quiz.html' title='Yeah~! New Quiz'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5912562238328543368</id><published>2008-03-17T17:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:23:01.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This weekend I will be going to a camping trip with Eric and his friends. Heard that this time round it's not gonna be as comfortable and convenient as the last. We have to actually dig our own shit holes... *slap forehead* Thank goodness there is Rena with me. At least it wouldn't be so embarassing. Must remember to bring loads of toilet rolls. The weather is gonna be mad as well. Should be between 36-40 degrees. Much hotter than Singapore. Maybe I should make use of this chance to get a tan. hmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But meanwhile, can I just say that I'm bloody bored here.....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5912562238328543368?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5912562238328543368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5912562238328543368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5912562238328543368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5912562238328543368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-weekend-i-will-be-going-to-camping.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-455658745920854713</id><published>2008-03-13T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:48:41.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the World'/><title type='text'>Down Under</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's exactly a week since I arrive here. Such a different life; from the 'gliz n glam' of a entertainer to someone who can not find any contacts of entertainment; from a supper lover with the convenience of hawker food to self cooked meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Waking is about the same, phone calls from Eric. But after that, it is kinda weird. I'm in a cage waiting for him to be home, hoping that he would not be too tired to bring me out later the night. The only time when I can have this much of freedom. I'm such a monkey, enjoying swinging from tree to tree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Unlike my stressful life in Singapore, I have nothing to do now. It is all about eating, sleeping, gaming. All the energy that has got no avenue to let out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;That's pretty much all my complaints. Else, it is actually good to take a break. Though the Virgo Brain gets to work and scream at me at times, I must say I did a pretty good job in substaining the little voice from getting my work up and mess up my break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Eric has been great to me, and doing his best to ensure that I am taken care of. This trip is to see how things go for us, and I must say, we are doing pretty decent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;To summerize, we will be getting ROM some time this year, after August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk... Think I won't have any luck of romantic proposal, blah... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-455658745920854713?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/455658745920854713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=455658745920854713&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/455658745920854713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/455658745920854713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/03/down-under.html' title='Down Under'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8465740971792486282</id><published>2008-02-24T07:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T07:43:10.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiwi</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sdUUx5FdySs&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I chanced upon this clip. It made me so sad. But after reading one the comments, yes, I should be happy for him... At last, his dream came true...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8465740971792486282?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8465740971792486282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8465740971792486282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8465740971792486282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8465740971792486282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/02/kiwi.html' title='Kiwi'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8275012976244519716</id><published>2008-02-20T02:57:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T17:11:25.657+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Don't You Forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;A friend recommended this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.imeem.com/Wl7kMQU/music/-GLy3xg6/era_dont_you_forget/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;to me. I think it is a beautiful song. So much emotion brought out, the kids' innocence, the soft music. I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/w-Y9d2maHK/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=fff000&amp;amp;primaryColor=333333&amp;amp;secondaryColor=999933&amp;amp;linkColor=999900"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/w-Y9d2maHK/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=fff000&amp;primaryColor=333333&amp;secondaryColor=999933&amp;linkColor=999900"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Girl: Mom's sick. She says she can't get up. My little brother is getting hungry, we must go to the village to ask for some food. Would you help me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Boy: Sure, Cordney, I'll help you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Girl: I always feel good when you are with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Boy: You're my friend Cordney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Girl: Are you always gonna be there when I grow up? Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Boy: Cross my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;br /&gt;You were soft and young&lt;br /&gt;In a world of innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget of our dreams&lt;br /&gt;Now you've gone away&lt;br /&gt;Only emptiness remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: I always feel good when you are with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Boy: You're my friend Cordney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Girl: Are you always gonna be there when I grow up? Are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;We were soft and young&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;In a world of innocence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Don't you forget of our dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Now you've gone away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Only emptiness remain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you forget about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thanks for sharing it with me buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I will never forget how you tried to help me in my darkest time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8275012976244519716?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8275012976244519716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8275012976244519716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8275012976244519716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8275012976244519716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-you-forget.html' title='Don&apos;t You Forget'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8742937743725564741</id><published>2008-02-18T16:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T16:43:44.955+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Dark Side'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Recently I bought a new toy. A new toy that is giving me fun and problem at the same time. It keeps me awake to the wee hrs till my sleeping time. But at the same time, I know that it is doing me much harm by not resting early. But new toy is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yesterday when I woke up, I had this new sensation that I never had before. I felt that I wanted to be rebellious, to live in my teens life again. Because of my principles, I had never enjoyed things that youth does. And strangely, I am beginning to do so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Activity like clubbing never gets to the top of my fun list cause I had always been an uptight person. Recently I think it has become one of my 'Must Do' list. Getting drunk is the best part of the whole night. I thought hating to get drunk was one of the reason why I tried hard not to do nite clubs shows. So why am I looking forward to this event now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Apart from drinking, I started to like doing many other things that I know in my so called "right frame of mind" I wouldn't do. They are not bad things like thefting, and what not. But just things that I wouldn't normally do. It sort of disturb me. The fact that I enjoy it knowing that its not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I talked to Al and he feels that perhaps I know that my life is going to change drastically, and the fear of changing makes me want to grab something from the past to hold on to (even if bad). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm just wondering, what am I trying to run away from? What is it that I fear so much that my mind is reacting and heart is enjoying things that I had pushed away so often in the past?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;ZZzzz.. So much thoughts and reasonings are jamming in my head. But I am having a huge mental block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8742937743725564741?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8742937743725564741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8742937743725564741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8742937743725564741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8742937743725564741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/02/recently-i-bought-new-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8988095239791264991</id><published>2008-02-15T01:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:54:47.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;4 months had just past by in a flash. 4 months of hard work from all the cast and crew of the productions. Now that it is over, most of us are at a lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I got so bored of doing nothing. Imagine all the energy that is not used up at the end of the day. I almost went nuts. Now, days just past by like a daze. By the 5th day that Shanghai Blues is over, I had already gotten myself drunk for 3 nights. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I will be heading to Aussie for 3 months soon. Again, the little voices in me are talking. It always happens during this period of time. The worries, the concerns. Some days I'm so sure about it. Some days, I fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;How is marriage life gonna be? Will the changes be so great that it will throw me off completely. Am I ready to embrace this new life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I wonder why I get so bothered about it. Is it really that scary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8988095239791264991?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8988095239791264991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8988095239791264991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8988095239791264991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8988095239791264991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2008/02/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6395531613501184556</id><published>2007-08-23T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T04:18:55.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Poltergay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsyILcmqs7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/an_iUDNfM-8/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101602208142242738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsyILcmqs7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/an_iUDNfM-8/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsyZUcmqs8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/SrWmafLq5xg/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101621054458737602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsyZUcmqs8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/SrWmafLq5xg/s400/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;It's funny and hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;70's dressing, music and dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Great for those who enjoy comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Excellant for those who are gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;A must watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6395531613501184556?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6395531613501184556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6395531613501184556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6395531613501184556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6395531613501184556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/poltergay.html' title='Poltergay'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsyILcmqs7I/AAAAAAAAAGU/an_iUDNfM-8/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-426077624605499621</id><published>2007-08-22T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:37:14.226+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Pikifx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssUjcmqs6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tWNRnFsOuI4/s1600-h/image2.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101193602133570466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssUjcmqs6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tWNRnFsOuI4/s400/image2.JPEG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssSaMmqs5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/17ToJ9hO934/s1600-h/image.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101191244196524946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssSaMmqs5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/17ToJ9hO934/s400/image.JPEG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssQPcmqs4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/iID385b7DCo/s1600-h/image.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101188860489675650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssQPcmqs4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/iID385b7DCo/s400/image.JPEG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssQH8mqs3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ABgRTWzzP7w/s1600-h/image.JPEG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101188731640656754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssQH8mqs3I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ABgRTWzzP7w/s400/image.JPEG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Try this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pikifx.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;for easy and cool way of making effects for your pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-426077624605499621?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/426077624605499621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=426077624605499621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/426077624605499621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/426077624605499621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/pikifx.html' title='Pikifx'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RssUjcmqs6I/AAAAAAAAAGM/tWNRnFsOuI4/s72-c/image2.JPEG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4100162629823017875</id><published>2007-08-21T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:38:46.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>2nd Session with Chiropracter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;All I can say is that he is good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;By end of 2nd session, I can feel a huge improvement on my shoulder. Though the aching is still there, but it no longer cracks every time I rotate it. A bit weird after having that feeling for the past year and a half, but who's to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Any way, for those who think might need help, here's the location&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Discover Chiropractic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Suntac City Tower 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;#12-03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4100162629823017875?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4100162629823017875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4100162629823017875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4100162629823017875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4100162629823017875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/2nd-session-with-chiropracter.html' title='2nd Session with Chiropracter'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5493152188922586322</id><published>2007-08-19T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T15:03:39.204+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Juat before the show started, I got that dizzy spell again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It has been a while since I felt. Everything closes in around you, the sight and the hearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not too sure if it was from the treatment, my indigestion, lack of sleep, or too much coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Luckily I didn't black out on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5493152188922586322?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5493152188922586322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5493152188922586322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5493152188922586322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5493152188922586322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/juat-before-show-started-i-got-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5573880691488213389</id><published>2007-08-18T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T02:53:25.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>Treatment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsXuB8mqs2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/aeZWQd1myEw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099743870282543970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsXuB8mqs2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/aeZWQd1myEw/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;This is my 1st time to chiropractic. It is expensive as compared to treatments like normal massage or 'tui na'. Almost 3 times the pricing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;But it is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I have been feeling aching and numbness from my shoulder all the way to my hand. It has gotten so irritating for the past few days that I really need to seek help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Friend helped me to book a season for the chiropractic. I could not wait till that day. Went to 'tui na' before that. In fact I had 2 seasons of that before I went to see the chiropractic doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Doctor examine my back and could easily tell me all my bad habits. One deadly habit was cracking my bones. Friends who have known me, will know that I do that often. It started when I was 12 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;All this cracking has actually shifted my bone, resulting it pressing against my nerve, costing the numbness and tingling sensation on my hands at times. He told me I need to stop it once he realigned my bones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Doctor told me to drink lots of fluid. Something that I am not good with too. I can drink less than 500ml per day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;After all the adjusting, I was transferred to another room where I was given some other treatment. Can't remember the name of the treatment though... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Immediately when I left that Doctor's room, I wanted to crack my bones again... Argh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I was doing head rotation afterwards, and accidentally crack it again. But I must admit that so far I had done a great job. I have resisted the urge to do some cracking although the body is screaming for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;You can't imagine how many places I can do it within 30 sec. My neck, shoulder blades, shoulder joints, elbow, spin, hips, knees and toes. I managed to kick the habit of cracking my fingers for a long time, for fear of finger joints getting too big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;I will be going back for the next season on Monday. Need reminder to drink lots of water and don't crack anywhere else! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Now I am feeling like a stiff block of wood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;By the way, the 1st season also stop the clicking sound on my jaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Not bad, but I have to go through cold turkey to kick a habit of more than 10 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5573880691488213389?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5573880691488213389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5573880691488213389&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5573880691488213389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5573880691488213389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/treatment.html' title='Treatment'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsXuB8mqs2I/AAAAAAAAAFs/aeZWQd1myEw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7383599757401725219</id><published>2007-08-17T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T01:59:47.623+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Walking Tour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsSQh8mqs1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/h0cxHKUoybQ/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099359590968636242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsSQh8mqs1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/h0cxHKUoybQ/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsSPV8mqs0I/AAAAAAAAAFc/fqid84YyADQ/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Saw this entry on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://presurfer.blogspot.com/2007/08/walking-tour.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Presurfer's entry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;In a short &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.co.jp/Hollywood/1387/walkingtour.html"&gt;clip&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;of about 3 mins, it brings you through life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Makes me feel sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7383599757401725219?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7383599757401725219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7383599757401725219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7383599757401725219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7383599757401725219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/walking-tour.html' title='Walking Tour'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsSQh8mqs1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/h0cxHKUoybQ/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6053044799739372880</id><published>2007-08-17T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T01:44:53.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Rate my Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsSNAcmqszI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Non1NaPaUak/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099355716908135218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsSNAcmqszI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Non1NaPaUak/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="DISPLAY: block; FONT-SIZE: 35px; BACKGROUND: url(http://www.ratemylife.net/images/badgeG.gif) no-repeat; WIDTH: 330px; COLOR: #fff; FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 173px; TEXT-ALIGN: left; TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://www.ratemylife.net/"&gt;&lt;strong style="DISPLAY: block; PADDING-LEFT: 10px; FONT-WEIGHT: normal; PADDING-TOP: 75px"&gt;&lt;img id="mainSmiley" height="80" src="http://www.ratemylife.net/images/smileys/smiley10.gif" width="80" border="0" /&gt; 61.4/100&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;Rate My Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;RateMyLife.net - &lt;a href="http://www.ratemylife.net/"&gt;Find out if you suck at life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6053044799739372880?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6053044799739372880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6053044799739372880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6053044799739372880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6053044799739372880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/rate-my-life.html' title='Rate my Life'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsSNAcmqszI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Non1NaPaUak/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6315563599708760206</id><published>2007-08-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:53:36.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Your BirthDay Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsMqlH40bVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T-WM1R9AbLg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098966020374424914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsMqlH40bVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T-WM1R9AbLg/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://outreach.jach.hawaii.edu/birthstars/year.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your birthday star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;is in the constellation Ursa Major. It has the name ξ (Xi) Ursae Majoris in Johann Bayer's Uranometria star catalog. It is also called 53 Ursae Majoris in the Historia Cœlestis Britannica of John Flamsteed and Edmund Halley. It is called NS 1118+3133 A in the NStars database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has visual magnitude 4.32 meaning that you could see this star with the naked eye in good viewing conditions. It is marked in the center of this star chart, at celestial coordinates (J2000 equinox):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right ascension 11:18:18.1&lt;br /&gt;Declination 31:33:18.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This star is 27.3 light years away, which means that the light we see from it today set off on its journey at about the same time that you were born. Come back in a month or two and your birthday star may change, as the light from more distant stars reaches Earth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6315563599708760206?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6315563599708760206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6315563599708760206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6315563599708760206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6315563599708760206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/your-birthday-star.html' title='Your BirthDay Star'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsMqlH40bVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T-WM1R9AbLg/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-584051403916310189</id><published>2007-08-15T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T00:53:18.414+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Your True Sign.. Hmmmmm....</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Sign Is Gemini&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignwomanareyoureallyquiz/gemini.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Charmer&lt;br /&gt;Adaptable&lt;br /&gt;Never Boring&lt;br /&gt;Fun and Friendly&lt;br /&gt;Commitment-Phobic&lt;br /&gt;Eternally Youthful&lt;br /&gt;The Life of the Party&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual and Witty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignwomanareyoureallyquiz/"&gt;What Sign Woman Are You, Really?&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/30871797-584051403916310189?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/584051403916310189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=584051403916310189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/584051403916310189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/584051403916310189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/your-true-sign-hmmmmm.html' title='Your True Sign.. Hmmmmm....'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-9139024702844555679</id><published>2007-08-15T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T23:09:25.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'>What Lies Ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsMXHH40bTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ctSC9viUe6o/s1600-h/back+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098944614257421618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsMXHH40bTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ctSC9viUe6o/s400/back+view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The thinking and plannings are in process. But what will happen there and then no one knows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;There are so many things to consider, saving up, work, house, timing, everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Marriage is such an alien thing to me. What I've seen from family and friends will not happen to me. No one can really help or advise me on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;List: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work and save money so that I can got there and not need to work for at least 3 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Make friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work and save money for application of potential spouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Find out what is in demand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Make friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work and save money for ROM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Find out what I like in the demand- am I skilled in any of that area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Make friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work and save money for ROM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Find out what courses are available in Tafe that I like and which is in demand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Make friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work and save money for ROM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;ROM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work and save money for house and wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Make friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work and save money for house and wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Make friends&lt;br /&gt;Work and save money for house and wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Make friends&lt;br /&gt;Work and save money for house and wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I worry too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I grew up as a true Singaporean, where life is stressful and demanding, work is competitive and important and hectic, friends around are of the same frequency, food is easily accessible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Over there will be a brand new life. Its as good as starting brand new, with no knowledge of what so ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tania will be there. But Tania is studying. She can't babysit me all the time whenever I need a galfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;The skills that I've learnt all becomes useless all of a sudden. All that years of hardship will soon be kept in a locked treasure box. I have to pick up something new. So what is that some thing new? Events company seems like the best option. But he will be unhappy if its gonna be hectic. What can I do to keep the artiste in me, and yet make him happy? Been self-employed for so many years, can I even learn how to work for this alien thing call "The Boss."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Maybe I can be a busker, a graphic designer, a makeup artiste cum stylist, be happy and be who I am. Still in touch with the artiste side of me, weird and eccentric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Maybe I can work in fast food restaurant, factory, retail outlet, stable income and become plain Jane. Take the wages and grow old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I will come face to face with the culture difference very soon. It will be the biggest challenge that I will ever face. I'm scared. I'm horrified. And now I am scaring myself even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;But I choose to leave. To give up the life that I've known, to be with The One. I need a lot of supports. Most of them are positive. Judy told me that when I get there, I will be happy. Happy just because I'm there with Him. By then, I will not worry so much like what I am doing now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-9139024702844555679?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/9139024702844555679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=9139024702844555679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9139024702844555679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9139024702844555679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-lies-ahead.html' title='What Lies Ahead'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RsMXHH40bTI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ctSC9viUe6o/s72-c/back+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2509108516490184205</id><published>2007-08-12T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:49:35.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Xing Qing Dian Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The song that is playing on my website is by singer Wu Ming Hui. A song that I heard back in Year 2002, recommanded by Remy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It was a love a 1st 'sight'. Borrowed from Remy, listened to it, asked Wayne to helped me produce the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Wayne took it back, become famous, and still haven produce anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;In the end, Remy bought me a new album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2509108516490184205?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2509108516490184205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2509108516490184205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2509108516490184205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2509108516490184205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/xing-qing-dian-ti.html' title='Xing Qing Dian Ti'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5442454018416188060</id><published>2007-08-12T15:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:40:19.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Year end looks good. Involved in a couple of musicals and some other projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I need to do as much as I can. Doubt I will have the chance to continue my path in the entertainment biz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Life is hard as an artiste. People only see the glizt and glam when we are performing. Most are clueless of the hardwork and effort that we have put in. All that training, rehearsal, and injuries that we get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;But who is to complain? It is the path that we chosed. A path that we do not regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Right now, I just wanna make the most out of it, before I step into the next phrase of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5442454018416188060?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5442454018416188060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5442454018416188060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5442454018416188060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5442454018416188060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/year-end-looks-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-591751151240510177</id><published>2007-08-12T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T03:53:59.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Color Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Saw a color test in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://juz-yang-guo.blogspot.com/2007/08/colour-test.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Guo's&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;, and tried it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here's the Result:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your Situation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You need and insist on having a close and understanding relationship, or at least some method of satisfying a compulsion to feel identified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You need peace and quiet. You desire a close and faithful partner from whom to demand special consideration and unquestioning affection. If these requirements are not met,  you are liable to withdraw or turn away altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your Stress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Resilience and tenacity are being overtaxed by the continued attempt to overcome existing difficulties. You stick to your objectives but you feel subjected to intolerable pressure. You consider impossible to change the situation into one of co-operation and mutual trust and so you desire to be free of it altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Resilience or tenacity have become weakened. You feel overtaxed, worn out and getting no where, but continue to attend your ground. You feel this adverse situation exerts and actual tangible pressure which is intolerable to you and from which you want to escape, but you feel unable to make the necessary decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your Desires:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You seek success, simulation and a life full of experience. You want to develop freely and shake off the shackles of self doubt, to win and to live intensely. You like contact with others and are enthusiastic by nature. You are receptive to anything new, modern and intriguing. You want to expand your fields of activity and are optimistic about the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;You are preoccupied with things of intensely exciting new nature, whether erotically simulating or otherwise. You want to be regarded as an exciting and interesting personality with an altogether charming and impressive influence on others. You use tactics skillfully so as to avoid endangering your chances to success and undermining others confidence in yourself.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Your Problems:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The tension induced by trying to cope with conditions which are really beyond your capabilities, or your reserves of strength, have led to considerable anxiety and to a sense of personal (but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unadmitted&lt;/span&gt;) inadequacy. You attempt to remedy this by intense activity and by insistence of getting your own way. Faulty self-control can lead to ungovernable displays of anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-591751151240510177?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/591751151240510177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=591751151240510177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/591751151240510177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/591751151240510177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/color-test.html' title='Color Test'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8741800494158703567</id><published>2007-08-12T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:31:01.794+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rr63FX40bSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aI8Bn60gKDs/s1600-h/untitled1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097713131169541410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rr63FX40bSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aI8Bn60gKDs/s400/untitled1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Went to watch Secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Though there are many loop holes in the movie, but it is a good attempt by Jay Chou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;The movie was great, the songs and music pieces were fabulous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;For someone who love fantasy, it has created a lot of thoughts. The way the music pieces were put together was almost magical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Great movie for those who enjoy love stories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8741800494158703567?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8741800494158703567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8741800494158703567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8741800494158703567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8741800494158703567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/secret.html' title='Secret'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rr63FX40bSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/aI8Bn60gKDs/s72-c/untitled1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7855064829001462740</id><published>2007-08-12T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:33:39.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Yup, it has been ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Reality of life hits real bad. Learning to cope with it is no easy task.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;But things are slowly getting into place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;New directions, new goals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Time is short. I will make the best out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;After this, it will be a bigger challenge ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^.^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7855064829001462740?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7855064829001462740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7855064829001462740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7855064829001462740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7855064829001462740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/08/yup-it-has-been-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2979591031899368514</id><published>2007-05-29T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T21:41:18.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Its been almost a mth since I was back in Singapore. Now I'm coping better. New short term directions in life, so I guess it slightly better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Haven gone for the check up yet. Will do so soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2979591031899368514?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2979591031899368514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2979591031899368514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2979591031899368514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2979591031899368514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/05/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8378666638146735120</id><published>2007-05-10T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:51:28.987+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>What Type of Weather Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lightning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/lightning.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful yet dangerous&lt;br /&gt;People will stop and watch you when you appear&lt;br /&gt;Even though you're capable of random violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are best known for: your power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dominant state: performing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whattypeofweatherareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Type of Weather Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8378666638146735120?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8378666638146735120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8378666638146735120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8378666638146735120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8378666638146735120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-type-of-weather-are-you.html' title='What Type of Weather Are You?'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4556829116720938826</id><published>2007-05-10T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:50:57.268+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Blogger Problems..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Blogger posting page seems to be having problems. Been days since I see this error layout in my composing page. Even my last entry was delected. Tsk Tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4556829116720938826?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4556829116720938826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4556829116720938826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4556829116720938826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4556829116720938826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/05/blogger-problems.html' title='Blogger Problems..'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8596229545214388394</id><published>2007-05-10T11:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:49:42.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>What's Your Celtic Horoscope?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are A Lime Tree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/lime-tree.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are intelligent, hard working, and innately successful.You try to change what you can in life - and you accept what you can't change.Tough on the outside, you are actually soft and relenting.Jealous at times, you are extremely loyal and giving to those you love.You have many talents, but you don't have enough time to use them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourceltichoroscopequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What's" Your Celtic Horoscope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8596229545214388394?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8596229545214388394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8596229545214388394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8596229545214388394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8596229545214388394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-are-lime-tree-you-are-intelligent.html' title='What&apos;s Your Celtic Horoscope?'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2639033724256176900</id><published>2007-05-07T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:50:10.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Feeling a lump at the left side of my breast. Getting worried. Need to go check up soon. Keeping finger cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2639033724256176900?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2639033724256176900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2639033724256176900&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2639033724256176900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2639033724256176900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/05/feeling-lump-at-left-side-of-my-breast.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-465445861332136484</id><published>2007-05-07T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:48:47.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One month is a long time to be away, a short time to be with the person you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't figure if it was a right choice to go there for a month. Now I'm feeling pretty shitty, not in the mood to work or doing any thing. All I could think of is him, and the times I spent with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be another 7 months before I can see him again, and it's too long for me to bear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-465445861332136484?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/465445861332136484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=465445861332136484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/465445861332136484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/465445861332136484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3337469304940009184</id><published>2007-04-03T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T11:23:40.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the World'/><title type='text'>Away for a Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I'll be flying off to Australia for a month. I wonder what I can do during then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Am thinking of learning some graphic design work so that I can help out some stuff in the company. But will I end up being too lazy instead, and sleep whole day? Or will I end up like a part time maid, waking to find used cups and dishes, pots and pans from yesterday, in the sink, waiting for the 'maid' to wash them. I hope not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;My boyfriend will be bring me to a camping trip the minute I reach Australia. I have never being to any outdoor camping before, so am pretty excited about it. I hope that there are not too many aggressive insects over there that will bite. I am very prone to insect bites. It will be really terrible...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Yet to start packing. A month's worth of luggage. Will my language be overweight? Will the customs confiscate any of my stuff? There are certain things that I really need to bring over. I hope that there will not be any problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Already worrying so much before the trip.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-3337469304940009184?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3337469304940009184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3337469304940009184&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3337469304940009184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3337469304940009184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/04/away-for-month.html' title='Away for a Month'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-8210230784512249459</id><published>2007-04-01T03:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T04:01:37.215+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Dreamless Nite</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a bit tipsy on wine. Had 3/4 of a bottle to myself tonight. I hope that it can help with my disturbing sleep for the past days. No more chasing of enemies who were after my friends, nor unnecessary scoldings to my nieces and nephews. It is a chore to wake up after the long run/ scolding. It was as if I had used all my energy just for the unwanted dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-8210230784512249459?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/8210230784512249459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=8210230784512249459&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8210230784512249459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/8210230784512249459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/04/dreamless-nite.html' title='Dreamless Nite'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2366831021287154510</id><published>2007-03-30T17:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T17:46:13.869+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://dna.imagini.net/friends/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="widget" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf" width="340" height="240" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-33E5AA4.jpeg&amp;amp;c1=It relates most to me about my type of art.&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-52E88052.jpeg&amp;amp;c2=The closest form of singing I can get.&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6781E621.jpeg&amp;amp;c3=I will love a session of spa to unwind.&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-28C6894B.jpeg&amp;amp;c4=Isnt travelling a freedom of escape from reality?&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-7C115110.jpeg&amp;amp;c5=It just looks off.&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A16A102.jpeg&amp;amp;c6=Its hard to be with someone for whole life. 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Next week I'm heading to Melbourne for a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It will be a good time to do some soul searching. Who I am, what I want, what I should do. Things that are happening in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A good time to get away, momentarily, from the reality of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-9074935618592498302?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/9074935618592498302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=9074935618592498302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9074935618592498302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9074935618592498302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/03/need-break.html' title='Need a Break'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-9159244289213950888</id><published>2007-03-29T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T03:51:51.720+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'>Notes to Ponder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Nobody is perfect in this world. At least I know that I am not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I received comments that I was too aggressive for my company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;There were many times when I get serious at work, people working with me will feel that I was too harsh in my choice of words. That is perhaps my fault. But to me, everything is very clear cut. Most things are in white and black. Little are in grey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Sometimes, I tend to tell people off. To me, it is work. To them, they took it personally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;There were times when we were in some situations, I felt that they could have been more proactive. Yet, because I was always the 1st one noticing things that had gone wrong, I rectify it immediately. What I do not understand is why they could stand there and look at the situation, and not know what to do about it. I got tired of telling them what to do, that nowadays, I just do it myself, i.e, climbing the ladder, hanging some stuff on high ceiling when we were running short of time. And by the way, I'm the only female staff in the whole company. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Talking about being the only female staff, I really wonder how come I'm the most aggressive one anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I have some people who are in the same trait as me told me that I'm wasted in this company. That they were too weak for me. They told me that they wish that one day I will be able to join them, and make up a more powerful team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Were they telling me the truth or simply just trying to make me doubt about my team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Now I keep thinking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Should I be less aggressive, to meet the level of the rest of my company, which to me, it means to be less bothered about things happening, or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Should I try to train them in my area, to feel what I feel, see what I see, yet may end up giving them more stress then ever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-9159244289213950888?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/9159244289213950888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=9159244289213950888&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9159244289213950888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9159244289213950888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/03/notes-to-ponder.html' title='Notes to Ponder'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-1220111204127891498</id><published>2007-02-09T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:37:58.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>How Much Have You Changed In 3 Years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;3 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old were you?&lt;br /&gt;-24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;-International Business Management Education Centre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work?&lt;br /&gt;-I was a free-lance performer, running everywhere to make some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you live?&lt;br /&gt;-Where else but Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you hang out?&lt;br /&gt;-Fat Frog, where my drinking gang would gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your hair style?&lt;br /&gt;-Long, reborned, black hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;-Contact lenses when I was out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;-No longer believe in such things by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your regular-person crush?&lt;br /&gt;-Hmm... Some talented guy whom I was desperately trying to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst fear?&lt;br /&gt;-Financial issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked yet?&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;-I'm clean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single/Taken/Married/Divorced/Bitter?&lt;br /&gt;- Bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS SEE WHAT YOU ARE NOW !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 2007...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-21~~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-School time is over~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you work?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Still a free lance performer, but have set up my own events company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do u live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Singapore. Ask me that in another 3 years time. Hopefully it will be a different answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you hang out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-No where. Usually at home in front of my computer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Contact lenses if I really need to, like meeting the clients or performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your best friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Still don't believe in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your crush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Just waiting for my proposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Long, reborned, brown-black hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still smoke now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your biggest fear?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Parents' health and financial issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been arrested?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has your heart been broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Not since 2 years back when I met Eric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single/Taken/Married/Divorced/Bitter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Taken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any regrets that you have from 3 yearsago?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;-Not much regrets, just thought there were things that I should have done in another way. But then again, if I had not taken the path, I may not be where I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-1220111204127891498?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/1220111204127891498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=1220111204127891498&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1220111204127891498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1220111204127891498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-much-have-you-changed-in-3-years.html' title='How Much Have You Changed In 3 Years.'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2772006055158010806</id><published>2007-02-08T03:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T01:54:55.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Around the World'/><title type='text'>Kolkata</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;My 2nd trip to India wasn't such a pleasant one. Though 4 days were blocked for this trip, we were only staying in the hotel for 1 night and travelling for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute we reached Delhi early morning, we were greeted with badly polluted air. Immediately my sinus started, and only subsided at night. The air over there was so polluted that when you clean you nose at the end of the day, you see back stains on the tissue paper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;The transist from Delhi to Kolkata took a long time. By the time we finally ready Kolkata, we were half dead from all the waiting and the travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028847940331491458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RcoOjsjp0II/AAAAAAAAAEA/D8FcbQQW6yA/s320/DSCN0344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No doubt the people likes to take their own sweet time in doing their things, it was amazing when we found out how they try to race on the road. Every other seconds, you could hear honkings. All the honks seemed to have different meanings too. Example: I'm in hurry, please move aside so that I can continue my race; I am overtaking you, please do not drive in to my lane; or I'm seriously in hurry, DO NOT cross the road now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;In their 3 lanes road, one could see many different types of transportations. From cars to lorries, buses to tricyles, rickshaw to motocyles, and even cows. Somehow they could squeeze 5 transportation into a lane. At one point, there were even transportation going on the wrong side of the road. Though there seemed not to be any traffic accidents, we, as passengers were terrified much of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RcoOKsjp0HI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K4pHrdWM-VY/s1600-h/DSCN0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028847510834761842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RcoOKsjp0HI/AAAAAAAAAD4/K4pHrdWM-VY/s320/DSCN0341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Some of the streets were filled with rubbish dumps. And within the same pile, you could see people, cows, crows all digging from the same pile. Then perhaps a little down the road, clothes that were hung out to dry along the road divider or the againts the buildings. With so much dust, I wondered if these people ever have clean clothes to wear at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st thing that we noticed about our hotel was that it was facing a river. Opposite the river bank was one of the biggest slams that I had ever seen... The hotel was not yet complete as the workers were still putting cement on parts of the building...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1st few available rooms were given to the ladies. We were glad that we could finally get a little rest. My roommate and my relief were short lived. Once entered the room, there were so many house flies that we were going to faint. Our request to change room was turned down as it was full house. Spraying insecticides was almost useless as there were hole on the walls! The insects could just fly in through the holes. But thank God, just when we were about to take a short nap, the hotel staffs managed to get us another room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show venue was lovely. It was at Hilton Hotel. The Indian dancers were great too, putting up native Indian dance items and some pop items. Our changing rooms were outdoor. But since it was a cold season in Kolkata, we did not have to suffer from the heat like in Singapore when doing an outdoor event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rcjdw8jp0GI/AAAAAAAAADk/wVqckVlj_8o/s1600-h/DSCN0358.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028512816918286434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rcjdw8jp0GI/AAAAAAAAADk/wVqckVlj_8o/s320/DSCN0358.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Over all the show was a success. We hope that the clients will enjoy our performance so much that they will get us to do their event in Thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: This time round we didn't get hungry at all. Our dear client had made sure that we had enough to eat for the whole trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;In case anyone wanna read more about this trip, click&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://c-starchild.blogspot.com/2007/01/kolkata-in-24-hours.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2772006055158010806?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2772006055158010806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2772006055158010806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2772006055158010806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2772006055158010806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/02/kolkata.html' title='Kolkata'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RcoOjsjp0II/AAAAAAAAAEA/D8FcbQQW6yA/s72-c/DSCN0344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5793945097307709892</id><published>2007-02-07T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T03:24:42.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Long awaited note,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To those who wants to create disturbance in my blog. I welcome you. Cause I KNOW that you are just some cowards who know me in real life but dare not face me. In my present foul mood, I welcome you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just remember that since you know my past, I know yours too. And from the things that you spill out, I will know who you are almost immediately. So do not trigger me to disclose the most inner world of yours that you wish to hide or forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5793945097307709892?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5793945097307709892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5793945097307709892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5793945097307709892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5793945097307709892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/02/long-awaited-note-to-those-who-wants-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2186981586847173438</id><published>2007-02-07T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T03:04:52.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Dark Side'/><title type='text'>To all those in love with crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'm in a foul mood today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the past few weeks, things were starting to look pretty good, and I was really looking forward to the coming Chinese New Year. And all it took was just some bastard/s to spoil it all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My bag was stolen while I was performing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just 2 weeks ago, out of my own carelessness, I left my pouch in India. Sad but still alright, since I did not lose that much. And to my surprise, it was returned to me on my next trip to India after that incident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then today at my show venue, while I was hosting for an event, my bag was stolen in a mere 5 minutes interval! While hosting, I started borrowing mobile phone from the sound engineer to test if my own phone is still available. It was already off. Damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The securities could not help much as the CCTV installed in that area was too dark to even really see anything. My hopes were dashed once again when they discovered that it was a false alarm when some cleaner claimed that my bad was found. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I calculated a possible lost of about S$1k for the things that I have inside the bag, though the amount of cash in there was less than S$10. I had to cancel/ freeze all my cards, pay to have a replacement ID which is ridiculously expensive (S$100-S$300), pad lock my gate, get a new sim card, replacement for my basic theory and PDL, buy new makeups (and tomorrow I have a performance), freeze my banking account, and other shits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ARGH~~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I seldom curse on people. But I do not think that crime is forgivable. Especially when it happened to me! I started cursing him/her/they in front of the securities, police, the performers, clients and suppliers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish that all those involved will meet with something terrible. No death. Cause I want them to suffer for the rest of their lives. It will be best that if it is male, their dicks starts to rot till they have to chop it off, or females, get heart attack and be half paralyzed for the rest of their lives. I think this is my evil side. I do not forgive so easily and I want them to suffer as much as possible. I don't care and I will continue to curse until I am satisfied. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;May these bastards enjoy their lives when my curse hits them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2186981586847173438?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2186981586847173438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2186981586847173438&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2186981586847173438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2186981586847173438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-all-those-in-love-with-crime.html' title='To all those in love with crime'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6255786126871369741</id><published>2007-01-26T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:25:44.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Junk Mails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbjwLr_ejBI/AAAAAAAAADI/t0Yj-d5YCAw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024029467909983250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbjwLr_ejBI/AAAAAAAAADI/t0Yj-d5YCAw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Just for Laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Story of spider and bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The Spider is not too satisfied and asked his mother why must he marry the Bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;The mum replied, "Even if Bee is a bit noisy, but marrying an air stewardess wouldn't be such a bad idea."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;"But I prefer Mosquito," said the Spider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Hearing that, the mum complained, "Don't even think about that nurse. The last time she gave me an injection, I was swollen for the next few days!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Honey Bee was also feeling upset about marrying Spider, and complained to her mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;"No doubt Spider is a bit ugly, but at least he is great in networking," said the mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;"My heart is with Ant..." cried the bee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Don't even mention about the skinny delivery man. All he does is carry the loads to and fro, and doesn't even own a car," the mum's harsh reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;"What about Fly? He's not too bad right?" Bee asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Her mum looked at her and said, "He might be handsome, but you just can't choose a shit collector as a husband."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6255786126871369741?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6255786126871369741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6255786126871369741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6255786126871369741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6255786126871369741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/01/marriage.html' title='Marriage'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbjwLr_ejBI/AAAAAAAAADI/t0Yj-d5YCAw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4390772480307496523</id><published>2007-01-24T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T03:01:51.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='People I go crazy with'/><title type='text'>Eric in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;After Christmas I fell sick. From fever to sore throat to cough. The doctor's prescription did not help much. I guess if the patient still continue with the unhealthy life style, nothing will really help in the 1st place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to go for the barbecue, in fever, eat all the spicy and heaty food, without thinking twice. Eric did not stopped me once (so sweet!). His only request was to head home to rest after all the eating. Miraculously, I did not pass my virus to him. Day and night, he would remind me with my medication, and always tuck me into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbcffr_ei8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ru0nxsTQnEo/s1600-h/DSC00496.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023518538600451010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbcffr_ei8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ru0nxsTQnEo/s320/DSC00496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt; We had a game of poker, and winner of the round will get to draw on losers hands! The one with the most drawings of cos belongs to my boyfriend! LOL!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbceZ7_ei7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/oOLEx-wlGvQ/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023517340304575410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbceZ7_ei7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/oOLEx-wlGvQ/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt; Me and Stingray~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbem5L_ei9I/AAAAAAAAACY/-CvBQnFKZ_o/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023667410756864978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbem5L_ei9I/AAAAAAAAACY/-CvBQnFKZ_o/s320/DSC00508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;New year was spent working. I had to rush for many shows before heading to my company's event. Poor Eric had to run around the whole Singapore with me. We could not reach my event in time before the count down. But we were lucky to be near the fire works. So amidst all the rushing, we still get to enjoy the beautiful sight, in hugs. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping and meeting friends who wanted to catch up with him. That was how the next few days were spent. Then came an important day for my family. My brother's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was so busy in the house, preparing for this event. Manicure was done, hair was set. The dinner went on smoothly with most of my family and relative meeting up with him. He pulled it off excellently, even though he could not remember who was who. But can't blame him though. There were just too many people for him at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbeq07_ejAI/AAAAAAAAACw/Pdf2Wjm6Q7I/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023671735788932098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbeq07_ejAI/AAAAAAAAACw/Pdf2Wjm6Q7I/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;It was that night we went for supper with a couple of friends. Eric ordered fried oyster egg which gave him diarrhoea . We went to Penang feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over in Penang, we took turn to fall sick, he with his diarrhoea, and me with my sore throat. We were careful with our food, as we did not want to worsen our condition. A few friends brought us around, too bad we could not take part in the food paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbeoZL_ei-I/AAAAAAAAACg/OHMLmx794Sg/s1600-h/DSC00581.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023669060024306658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbeoZL_ei-I/AAAAAAAAACg/OHMLmx794Sg/s320/DSC00581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Eric and me at the beach in Penang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbepfr_ei_I/AAAAAAAAACo/MkfE7-oG_38/s1600-h/DSC00692.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023670271205084146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbepfr_ei_I/AAAAAAAAACo/MkfE7-oG_38/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;On his last day in Singapore, we spent the day with all the close gamer friends. Pigging out again at a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbccp7_ei6I/AAAAAAAAABs/tRnOf0EMT5o/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023515416159226786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbccp7_ei6I/AAAAAAAAABs/tRnOf0EMT5o/s320/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;It is strange how time can fly so fast when you are having a good time. We could not bear to leave each other but this is the price to pay to be involved in a long distant relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that he made did for this trip. It only strengthen my believe that he is the one. During the Penang tip, I told him that I have made up my mind that I will go over to Australia after next year's Chinese New Year to be with him for good. I think I will not regret this decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbcbpL_ei5I/AAAAAAAAABk/MQixUKK-Oa4/s1600-h/Neo+Print+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023514303762697106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbcbpL_ei5I/AAAAAAAAABk/MQixUKK-Oa4/s320/Neo+Print+1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt; P/S: I found a friend of his whom I think will have brilliant and fun ideas about weddings, and is willing to help us when the time comes. (Heaven for me, Hell for him. But... Who cares?) *Evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4390772480307496523?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4390772480307496523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4390772480307496523&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4390772480307496523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4390772480307496523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/01/eric-in-singapore.html' title='Eric in Singapore'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/Rbcffr_ei8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/ru0nxsTQnEo/s72-c/DSC00496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4998501273249316787</id><published>2007-01-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:50:12.407+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disturbing'/><title type='text'>Living Dead Fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbTISb_ei2I/AAAAAAAAABI/f0pO4qojpAQ/s1600-h/cd810c96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022859703502146402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbTISb_ei2I/AAAAAAAAABI/f0pO4qojpAQ/s320/cd810c96.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Saw this on the internet. This is for those who love to eat raw sushi. Thank God I eat almost nothing raw... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.livedoor.jp/parumo_zaeega/archives/50303321.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Click here to view the video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4998501273249316787?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4998501273249316787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4998501273249316787&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4998501273249316787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4998501273249316787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/01/living-dead-fish.html' title='Living Dead Fish'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RbTISb_ei2I/AAAAAAAAABI/f0pO4qojpAQ/s72-c/cd810c96.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-3960553277938637778</id><published>2007-01-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:48:11.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><title type='text'>Symphony of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I've got this link from a friend, and I think that it is beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.symphonyoflove.net/whatislove.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.symphonyoflove.net/whatislove.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.symphonyoflove.net/lovequotes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.symphonyoflove.net/lovequotes.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Yes, I am so in love, and I hope that I can share it with all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Blogging will resume next week I hope... Not too sure I should start posting, or start reading all the posts that I have missed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Miss all of you, my dear friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-3960553277938637778?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/3960553277938637778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=3960553277938637778&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3960553277938637778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/3960553277938637778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2007/01/symphony-of-love.html' title='Symphony of Love'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-9159532498189002613</id><published>2006-12-30T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T01:35:05.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><title type='text'>1st Week Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ah... Finally I have the time to sit down and post something. There are so many entries that I have to catch up with my fellow blogger friends. I wonder when I can really do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went to the airport alone to fetch Eric. Had to wait for nearly an hour before he was anywhere at sight. The 1st look while seeing him from a far, I thought that it could not have been him. Too skinny. But on 2nd look, I realised that he had lost far too much weight since the last I saw him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There was a quiet hug and a kiss, and we headed off, hand in hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas had been more than perfect. It was the best. We went for some last minute shopping to get him some formal outfit, and off we went for our dinner. The 1st romantic dinner we had. We had plenty of white wine and delicious Italian food before heading to my event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The event was a short one. Was over before we knew it. But both of us were really tipsy by then. On our way for supper with friends, we were walking zig-zag. We were an eye catching couple. Perhaps of the way we were walking and also we were dressed pretty smartly. He in a black blazer suit with white shirt, while I had a white flowy dress on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, and did I mention that he had bought me a pair of diamond earrings? It was perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The next few days, I fell sick. The flu bug had caught up with me and I am still suffering from it now. Eric took me to the doctor immediately and tucked me in to bed every night. All these just to make sure that I would be fit enough to attend the barbecued chalet with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I made it to the 1st day of the chalet. But I was deprived from my sleep. The kids were enjoying themselves too much. By the 2nd night of the chalet, my fever was back. But this time with some slight changes to my condition. Again, Eric took me to the doctor, this time round, to the A&amp;amp;E in the local hospital. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate going to the doctor. It feels scary especially when you start to imagine what the doctor may say about your condition. But having him by my side made it all seems like a little adventure. The waiting for the doctor was taking a bit long, and I managed to force him to do a little dance with me... Well... okie... he held my hands while I was the one who skipped around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 days and the fun is still growing. There's some more house-warmings to go, overseas trip to make, relatives to visit, and a wedding to attend. Being with him has been like a honeymoon that doesn't end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pictures update will be done, but time is required. My room is completed, and now is just waiting for the time to start taking the pictures and post it here. Think I will need to wait till I have more time. For now, it's medicine time, shower, rest and await for the program line up the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Good night people. I hope that your Christmas had been a brilliant one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-9159532498189002613?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/9159532498189002613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=9159532498189002613&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9159532498189002613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/9159532498189002613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/12/1st-week-together.html' title='1st Week Together'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-1616673005126040891</id><published>2006-12-22T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T02:36:07.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'>Christmas @ Flo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My company is managing a Christmas event at Flo. Do pop by to enjoy a wonderful nite with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RYrSARzH1RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GrwJolE1Rr8/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011048437622756626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RYrSARzH1RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GrwJolE1Rr8/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-1616673005126040891?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/1616673005126040891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=1616673005126040891&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1616673005126040891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/1616673005126040891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-flo.html' title='Christmas @ Flo!'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RYrSARzH1RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/GrwJolE1Rr8/s72-c/untitled1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4613150619386613543</id><published>2006-12-19T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T01:04:57.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I've been busy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;My room is still in the process of it make-over. I think I need orange lights. Will it be better? How come the greens that I got are never the right one? Gotta make sure that I can get all sorted out by Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Was pretty worried that Eric wouldn't be able to make it back to Singapore. But thank God, his visa was approved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;5 more days to see him. It has been a long wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4613150619386613543?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4613150619386613543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4613150619386613543&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4613150619386613543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4613150619386613543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/12/ive-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2757563828913285892</id><published>2006-12-19T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:27:51.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><title type='text'>The Ultimate Beautiful Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="WIDTH: 384px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); HEIGHT: 4px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right" height="4" hspace="0" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/blue_drk_corner2.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0pt; PADDING-LEFT: 0pt; BACKGROUND: rgb(129,172,201); PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 0pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: rgb(255,255,255)font-size:12;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which Ultimate Beautiful Woman are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; FONT-SIZE: 12px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; PADDING-TOP: 5px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial; BACKGROUND-COLOR: rgb(216,233,237); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/Lorac/1035573854_CWINDOWSDesktopgothy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are every goth-kids dream!&lt;br /&gt;Take this &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=17&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/Which+Ultimate+Beautiful+Woman+are+You%3F" target="quizilla"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/" target="quizilla"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px" src="http://www.quizilla.com/images/codepastes/30qzlogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=18&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com" target="quizilla"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=21&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/register" target="quizilla"&gt;Join&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=20&amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/makeaquiz.php" target="quizilla"&gt;Make A Quiz&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=42&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/users/Lorac/quizzes/" target="quizilla"&gt;More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=19&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com/codepastes/?quizid=7442" target="quizilla"&gt;Grab Code&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/30871797-2757563828913285892?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2757563828913285892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2757563828913285892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2757563828913285892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2757563828913285892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/12/ultimate-beautiful-woman.html' title='The Ultimate Beautiful Woman'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-6991525908994580024</id><published>2006-12-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T01:04:54.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Growing up and the Package that comes with it'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'>2 Movings In A Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Sorry for disappearing. December has always been a super peak period for me. This is especially so for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RXg9lBOfCuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_R_B-47lfJs/s1600-h/Presentation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005818692015950562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RXg9lBOfCuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_R_B-47lfJs/s320/Presentation2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My last goodbyes with the pigeon family. This are the pictures that I have taken when I last saw them. As I have said earlier, there isn't much changes to the eggs, since they are not hatched. I only hope that the new tenant will be kind enough to let the nest be there till they can learn how to take care of themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Last week, my mother had hired a Feng Shui master to check the feng shui of our home. On top of all other things that the master had mentioned to the family, it appears that my brother and I have to swap our rooms in order for us to have a better future. The immediate reaction between my brother, sister-in-law and I was the feeling of dread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;We hated each other's room. His was a light peach color room, while mine was colorful, which was made up of yellow and blue. Being a man, his room does not have a single mirror, and I can't leave without them. The spaces that we had were so different that it is going to be a huge problem. For example, my clothes are stored in 3 storage space, whereas his, is stored in 2. I have a dressing table filled with all the junks a lady can possibly have. To make it worse, most part of the furniture is built in, so there is no way we can do the change over without major movement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;My brother is getting married real soon, he and his wife will be staying with us. His new furniture will be coming in after he has done with the cabling and painting. All this will be happening this weekend. Knowing my mother, she will insist on the change of room too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Finally after 3 days, we managed to move all our belongings except the things in the built in wardrobe. I had also bought new cabinet to store my endless junks and repainted the room into a light apple green color, with the help of my friends. The green is so light that I actually dislike it. It is also the master's idea that the room to be in light green. After much persuasion, my friend decided to help me this weekend, to paint part of the wall with leaves and branches using a slightly darker green, an idea that came from one of those home makeover. The urge of buying a sofa bed was great, especially after sighting the one which is really comfortable and cost effective. But after much thought, I decided to just made do with the one that I have, together with my brother's, to DIY a sofa bed instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005818567461898962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RXg9dxOfCtI/AAAAAAAAAAM/cEEHFWL1KSk/s320/Presentation1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the my old room. So rich in colors that I'm so in love with. Tsk tsk. So now, I will concentrate dolling up the new room. Once everything is done that way I wanted it, I will post the picture here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-6991525908994580024?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/6991525908994580024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=6991525908994580024&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6991525908994580024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/6991525908994580024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/12/2-movings-in-week.html' title='2 Movings In A Week'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_JD4MX2sQ5K8/RXg9lBOfCuI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_R_B-47lfJs/s72-c/Presentation2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-4277659588240860247</id><published>2006-12-01T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T04:29:24.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>My Personal DNA Report</title><content type='html'>&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;You are an Attentive Inventor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Personal DNA Maps:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are personalDNA maps that uniquely represent your personality. Mouse over any part of the box or strip to learn more about the traits that the colors represent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 200px; POSITION: relative; HEIGHT: 200px"&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Authoritarianism" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 76px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; HEIGHT: 67px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #8b19fc"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Very High Agency" style="LEFT: 76px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 68px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; HEIGHT: 67px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #18f018"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Empathy" style="LEFT: 144px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 56px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 0px; HEIGHT: 67px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #db1679"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title="  Imaginative" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 96px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 67px; HEIGHT: 35px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ad5f11"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Openness" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 96px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 102px; HEIGHT: 34px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #15cf72"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly High Attention to Style" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 96px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 136px; HEIGHT: 34px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #393939"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Confidence" style="LEFT: 0px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 96px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 170px; HEIGHT: 30px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #c91414"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Masculinity" style="LEFT: 96px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 37px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 67px; HEIGHT: 76px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #146cc4"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Femininity" style="LEFT: 133px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 36px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 67px; HEIGHT: 76px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #c2c213"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Extroversion" style="LEFT: 169px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 31px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 67px; HEIGHT: 76px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ba13ba"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Average Trust" style="LEFT: 96px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 75px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 143px; HEIGHT: 32px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #1313ba"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title="  Functional" style="LEFT: 96px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 75px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 175px; HEIGHT: 25px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5fad11"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div title=" Slightly Low Spontenaiety" style="LEFT: 171px; OVERFLOW: hidden; WIDTH: 29px; POSITION: absolute; TOP: 143px; HEIGHT: 57px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #11a8a8"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 200px; POSITION: relative; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personaldna.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attentive Inventor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;About you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are an Inventor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your imagination, self-reliance, openness to new things, and appreciation for utility combine to make you an INVENTOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the confidence to make your visions into reality, and you are willing to consider many alternatives to get that done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The full spectrum of possibilities in the world intrigues you—you're not limited by pre-conceived notions of how things should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problem-solving is a specialty of yours, owing to your persistence, curiosity, and understanding of how things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vision allows you to identify what's missing from a given situation, and your creativity allows you to fill in the gaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your awareness of how things function gives you the ability to come up with new uses for common objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is more interesting for you to pursue excitement than it is to get caught up in a routine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although understanding details is not difficult for you, you specialize in seeing the bigger picture and don't get caught up in specifics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to more proactive than reactive—you don't just wait for things to come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to have time to plan for things, feeling better with a schedule than with keeping plans up in the air until the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you believe that you control your life, and that external forces only play a limited role in determining what happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you want to be different:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try applying your creativity to more artistic arenas, and letting your imagination take less practical forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;How you relate to others:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are Attentive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you like spending time with others, understand their feelings, and often know what is best for them, you are ATTENTIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are merely concerned about others, but you take action, helping people when you have the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although you care about others, you are hesitant to trust them to act in the best way on their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't let your concerns with people go unnoticed: if someone has hurt your feelings, that person will hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People energize and excite you—you are able to have fun and be yourself when you're around others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also learn a lot about yourself by talking things out with people, even if you don't always share things that are important to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong sense of right and wrong, and you're not hesitant to express yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding the dynamics of a situation is an important skill that you have, and you often intervene to clarify things for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to have time to plan for things, feeling better with a schedule than with keeping plans up in the air until the last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, you believe that you control your life, and that external forces only play a limited role in determining what happens to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;If you want to be different:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You care about people, but finding the ones you can truly trust will allow you to get closer to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you have strong opinions about what is right and wrong in the world, you risk coming across as judgmental—be sure to consider different perspectives when voicing your opinion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-4277659588240860247?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/4277659588240860247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=4277659588240860247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4277659588240860247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/4277659588240860247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-personal-dna-report.html' title='My Personal DNA Report'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7228214850278877751</id><published>2006-11-30T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:10:25.911+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='So in Love'/><title type='text'>Count Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4341/3768/1600/478887/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4341/3768/320/843686/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;23 more days before I can get to see my boyfriend again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;It is just nice that he will be joining me for Christmas celebration. Not that I do much of a celebration. But Christmas season is my favorite time of the year. The feeling of love, peace, gifts, and warmth. The songs that are played over and over wherever you go. The anticipating of the Day. That is the day I will never work. No matter how attractive that income for that day may be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I have been cracking my brain as to where I can bring him for a wonderful Christmas Dinner. Initially, I had wanted to bring Eric to sky dinning. I heard that the atmosphere will be very romantic, with great scenery. The food isn't all that great as it is pre-cooked. But since it is meant to be a Christmas celebration, I wouldn't mind spending money to get into the romantic mode. But when the menu price was sent to me, I decided to opt out. It is really ridiculous to be spending nearly S$300 for some pre-cooked food, that may not even taste average, even for Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;So now... Eric wants me to take the initiative for the celebration. We dislike noisy and crowded places. But everywhere will be noisy and crowded on that day... I sort of have something else in mind now. But I'm not too sure how well it will go. I will prepare the dinner myself on that day. A candle light dinner. Having never prepared any Christmas meals before, this is definitely some adventures. I doubt I will do any trial and error before hand. So it has to be done on that day itself. I just hope that he wont end up disliking that meal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I also thought that I will like to invite some Christmas carols to drop by, sing a song or two. But since I have no affiliations with any church or what so ever, I seriously doubt that they will be willing to do it for an outsider. I have consulted a friend of mine to help me, but her gut feelings are more negative than positive. If they really can't make it, then poor Eric will have to bear with me while I sing the Christmas songs to him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7228214850278877751?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7228214850278877751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7228214850278877751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7228214850278877751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7228214850278877751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/11/count-down.html' title='Count Down'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-7399671401060754685</id><published>2006-11-30T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:01:56.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Webbies n it&apos;s Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><title type='text'>Demark's Way of Controlling Speeding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Found&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://5x5m.com/files/speedbandits/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;some where. It is really a good way to slow down the speed. But perhaps a little too drastic, that it causes taffic jam. Worse if it causes accidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-7399671401060754685?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/7399671401060754685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=7399671401060754685&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7399671401060754685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/7399671401060754685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/11/demarks-way-of-controlling-speeding.html' title='Demark&apos;s Way of Controlling Speeding'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-5982038012615158477</id><published>2006-11-29T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T15:42:48.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'>Shifting Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I'm shifting out of the current office real soon. No chance to witness the eggs getting hatch. And there is no point for me to post any pictures of it now, as they look the same as before. Let's hope that perhaps by this Friday, there will be some miracle. (Keeping fingers cross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is, I have been monitoring the nest everyday when I'm in the office. But it is only day twelve since the eggs were layed. And by Friday it will be be exactly 2 weeks. Is it enough?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-5982038012615158477?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/5982038012615158477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=5982038012615158477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5982038012615158477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/5982038012615158477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/11/shifting-out.html' title='Shifting Out'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30871797.post-2433340483924478261</id><published>2006-11-20T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T15:02:46.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waste of Time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blues at Work'/><title type='text'>So I was Wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4341/3768/1600/361598/Image(151).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4341/3768/320/78737/Image%28151%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, the father is not as fearless as the mother. I came back from lunch, decided to check out the nest again. As I open the binders, the father ran for hideout. There are only 2 eggs. But it's okie. Will check on their progress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30871797-2433340483924478261?l=princesssaphire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/feeds/2433340483924478261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30871797&amp;postID=2433340483924478261&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2433340483924478261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30871797/posts/default/2433340483924478261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://princesssaphire.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-i-was-wrong.html' title='So I was Wrong'/><author><name>Princess Saphire</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/57/45/2595475/555738847l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
