<?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-1736557566583527437</id><updated>2011-11-28T07:17:04.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say You Love Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5009190720249229307</id><published>2010-12-10T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:55:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Sonnet 18</title><content type='html'>I have forgotten on how beautiful William Shakespear's poem is, until i read it again recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?&lt;br /&gt;Thou art more lovely and more temperate:&lt;br /&gt;Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,&lt;br /&gt;And summer's lease hath all too short a date:&lt;br /&gt;Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,&lt;br /&gt;And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;And every fair from fair sometime declines,&lt;br /&gt;By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;&lt;br /&gt;But thy eternal summer shall not fade&lt;br /&gt;Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;&lt;br /&gt;Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,&lt;br /&gt;When in eternal lines to time thou growest:&lt;br /&gt;So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,&lt;br /&gt;So long lives this and this gives life to thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abby was saying that she wanted a tattoo also, and asking me on what to put on her tattoo. So i jokingly suggested on putting Shakespear's poem. Thats how i ended up reading it back now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5009190720249229307?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5009190720249229307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5009190720249229307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5009190720249229307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5009190720249229307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonnet-18.html' title='the Sonnet 18'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3503862747331726823</id><published>2010-12-06T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:36:42.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh, it feels so redundant when i had to update my facebook, my tumblr and also my blog at the same time =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just maintain one only. but i dont wanna lose anyone of it :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hard to decide. so ended up i have to update all three T__T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3503862747331726823?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3503862747331726823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3503862747331726823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3503862747331726823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3503862747331726823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/12/sigh-it-feels-so-redundant-when-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8597205636322671504</id><published>2010-11-27T20:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T21:00:56.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>returning with a heavy heart</title><content type='html'>holaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got back from singapore and indonesia. and frankly speaking, i felt soooo soooo terrible when i just landed back in malaysia T__T i miss those places that i visited so much, that i dont even feel like coming back at all. i miss the holidays, the food, the people that i was with during the 8 days vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after few days, things went back to normal. afterall, i still have to admit that i live in pj and i have a bloody job that i need to work for everyday T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;one of the thousands of pics that i took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TPEAEHl6LgI/AAAAAAAABIQ/BcWlc2VZB9g/s1600/PB201177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TPEAEHl6LgI/AAAAAAAABIQ/BcWlc2VZB9g/s400/PB201177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544212687027318274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, i was out shopping in our usual favorite store, Forever21 today. while i was looking around in the store, then there is this couple whispering while looking at me (like as if i didnt realize it). I acted normal and continue doing my own thing, then when they were nearer to me, i can literally hear what they were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;GF to BF: ehh her tattoo nice hor. i wanna do something like that also.&lt;br /&gt;BF to GF: eyerr u wanna do like her mehh.. why wanna put on your hand so obvious.. wanna do then put somewhere else la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF I WAS STANDING RIGHT BESIDE THEM ONLY! and they talk like as if i dont understand cantonese. why got this kind of people, omg. and the fucking bf just "eyerr" right beside me =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i gave them a stare and i left :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8597205636322671504?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8597205636322671504/comments/default' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TPEAEHl6LgI/AAAAAAAABIQ/BcWlc2VZB9g/s72-c/PB201177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4371696046823185984</id><published>2010-11-13T19:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T19:32:49.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday addiction</title><content type='html'>i bought so many flight tickets throughout the year that now im really really broke =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nov 2010 - Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Nov 2010 - Jakarta, Indoneasia&lt;br /&gt;May 2011- Bangkok, Thailand&lt;br /&gt;Aug 2011 - Phnom Penh, Cambodia&lt;br /&gt;Nov 2011 - Bali, Indoneasia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if i were allowed to take more leaves from my work, i think i'll be flying every single month.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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addiction'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8743944555803600524</id><published>2010-11-03T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T20:13:48.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 20 bucks story</title><content type='html'>i dont know why, but i am very busy with things recently. it always feels like i have 34789347 things to do T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only because of work, but even with my own personal things, it feels like i have no time for myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, when i just got into my car, a guy came over and knocked on my window trying to tell me something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he begged me for 20 bucks, saying that he is on his way to the hospital. and he really needs to get an inhaler for his baby which has some bronchitis disease but he was short of 20 bucks. in fact, the wife was actually holding the baby on the motorbike while he came down to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave him what he wanted, but then i felt cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a second thought, okay.. it was just a 20 bucks, it wouldn't even be enough for a beer =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, when he asked on how can he return it to me, i told him that if its really for the inhaler, then he can take it. but if he was actually using his baby's name to cheat people on the 20 bucks, i dont know what else to say, but he's gonna get back all the bad karma one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i hope my 20 bucks was spent meaningfully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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story'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6283761167016883955</id><published>2010-10-21T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T01:01:24.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how can</title><content type='html'>how can a person that has such a good manner, working in such a reputable accounting firm, looking like a very good man/child/employee/friend/husband is actually wearing a poker face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can the chinese are always so stingy and greedy, and would even throw away their dignity just to get the extras that does not belong to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can a group of grown up black guys actually does not know how to look at the left and right before they actually cross the road, even when a 4 year old kid in our country actually knows it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can people think that dying for your loved ones are touching when it didn't cross your mind that if you're dead, it would kill the others around you that loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you be so stubborn and still want to do it when you know that its wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly, how can i be so careless and forgetful, when i know that this kind of attitude has to end right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions that pop-ed up in my mind right before i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not trying to be dramatic or trying to write a poem or what =.= but sometimes i really think that a lot of things are not in our league. We will have to live with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6283761167016883955?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6283761167016883955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6283761167016883955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6283761167016883955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6283761167016883955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-can.html' title='how can'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-800661810428212900</id><published>2010-10-18T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:42:55.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i found a video that relates to my tattoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nw0s4C0g5SM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="470" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-800661810428212900?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/800661810428212900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=800661810428212900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/800661810428212900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/800661810428212900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-found-video-that-relates-to-my-tattoo.html' title='i found a video that relates to my tattoo'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4708283703492547293</id><published>2010-10-10T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T01:59:52.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when we bumped into each other</title><content type='html'>ever get bored when you are driving alone in the car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i am always driving alone. almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is just something to remind everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does people usually do when they are driving alone in the car, and when they have to go through the jam for at least more than an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. singing along with the songs from the radio&lt;br /&gt;2. and sometimes with some dancing (funny but true, try peeking through your side windows to the neighbours' car)&lt;br /&gt;3. having mcD in the car since you'll be missing the dinner while getting through the jam&lt;br /&gt;4. putting on make up while driving... sometimes, haha.. when you're rushing out somewhere and still, you have to go through the bloody jam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason why im talking about this is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always believe in coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was driving back from work to my home last thursday, i dont know how in the world this happened, but i kinda bumped into my ex-colleague's car. well, we didn't actually bumped into each other, but her car was righttttttt behind mine when we were in the jam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she didn't realize that i was in front of her =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you're a common driver, you should know that our rear-view mirror can actually see clearly on who's the fella behind you. and if the their windscreen is not tinted at all, that's a hundred percent clear view on that fella inside the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i saw =.= her digging her nose. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please dont do it even if you're alone in the car. cause actually the car in front of you can see it clearly okay! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am not going to reveal who my ex colleague is. hahahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4708283703492547293?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4708283703492547293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4708283703492547293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4708283703492547293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4708283703492547293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-we-bumped-into-each-other.html' title='when we bumped into each other'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4990785954114582967</id><published>2010-10-05T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:30:58.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-annual dinner pictures :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TKsikX6qw3I/AAAAAAAABHo/CVoY-hY733A/s1600/IMG00515-20101001-1451a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TKsikX6qw3I/AAAAAAAABHo/CVoY-hY733A/s400/IMG00515-20101001-1451a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524547376190767986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the macho guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TKsnRTQSqdI/AAAAAAAABIA/yGADknvqhk8/s1600/IMG00518-20101001-1703s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TKsnRTQSqdI/AAAAAAAABIA/yGADknvqhk8/s400/IMG00518-20101001-1703s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524552546079910354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the cute hawaiian guys :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TKsikoFk1sI/AAAAAAAABHw/YVSROQ8Bsl0/s1600/IMG00522-20101001-1836a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TKsikoFk1sI/AAAAAAAABHw/YVSROQ8Bsl0/s400/IMG00522-20101001-1836a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524547380531484354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our dinner was awesome *self pats* ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4990785954114582967?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4990785954114582967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TKsikX6qw3I/AAAAAAAABHo/CVoY-hY733A/s72-c/IMG00515-20101001-1451a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3291395769161139052</id><published>2010-10-03T21:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:03:36.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is in your mind?</title><content type='html'>i had a very very tiring weekend, that i think maybe i should write it down in bullet point so that it doesn't look messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; i had my company's annual dinner on friday night, not attending but organizing. so i was basically running around until the event finishes. with beer in my hand of course, my source of energy :) and the dinner was great, i wouldn't mind doing it again for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went partying with the bosses after the dinner. a lot of drinking again T__T and getting a chance to watch the bosses dancing, it's priceless ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; saturday, woke up for an early lunch with friends. head nearly exploded because of the hangover from the whiskey yesterday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; just when the hangover was gone, i started drinking again for a friend's wedding dinner T__T how insane, at some point i think the wine just became a necessity, i couldn't live without it ;p &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;after the dinner, oh well.. the drinking from the wedding dinner wasn't enough, so again.. second round of red wine in jaya 33 :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunday was a torture, woke up early in the morning for a climb in batu caves T___T but then we had a great and satisfying lunch &amp;amp; movie after that. so it wasnt that bad afterall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;things were a little too extreme for me these few days, emotionally and physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i think i wanted it to be like this. it makes me feel alive. yes, i am crazy, i love getting tortured and i hate being ignored ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i want to know how to read a person's mind badly. i want to see through people's expression, and read their thoughts. i am tired of guessing everything around me, cause i'm not smart enough to do that :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3291395769161139052?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3291395769161139052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3291395769161139052&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3291395769161139052'/><link rel='self' 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a 5, meaning everything was okay, nothing bad happen, but its just that sometimes it gets boring. and as usual when everything is too quiet and dull, that's when we have to do something to change it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am giving a 7 for this month, because things were unpredictable throughout september. of course there were both good and bad things, but mainly we dealt with it, and went through it. and i did fulfill one of the items from my bucket list, which is the tattoo ;p so it deserves a 7 now. oh well, september is not ending yet, lets not judge first, hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and please, whoever that rates your life as 10, i think you must be high on drugs. haha.. nothing can be a 10, just like how they say nothing can be perfect. oh wait.. maybe we can get a 10 without drugs, that's when we are totally wasted xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;i am starting to love wine, how i wish that i have a husband who owns a wine yard then we can enjoy free wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TJo2ccdmBUI/AAAAAAAABGo/j0LCSUX4H6M/s1600/P9111033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TJo2ccdmBUI/AAAAAAAABGo/j0LCSUX4H6M/s400/P9111033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519784155600520514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already 1 am in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two homework from the office to be completed, before i go to bed. one is to finish up my presentation slides for tomorrow's meeting, and another is to think of what is the best gift that we can get using rm650. how cool is the second one huh.. haha its for the lucky draw gift for my company's dinner ;p how i wish i can win one from the grand prizes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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life'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TJo2ccdmBUI/AAAAAAAABGo/j0LCSUX4H6M/s72-c/P9111033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5131286971236808987</id><published>2010-09-18T04:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T21:18:14.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my imperfections complete me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i got an early birthday present for myself ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TJS7OqLn_tI/AAAAAAAABGQ/G1K8g80P5x8/s1600/pink+tattoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TJS7OqLn_tI/AAAAAAAABGQ/G1K8g80P5x8/s400/pink+tattoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518241303951310546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;click on the picture for a clearer image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's first question to me is whether its painful or not. in fact, it is.&lt;br /&gt;beauty comes with a price. now i can die without regret, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really love it, and i have already planned for a second one :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5131286971236808987?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5131286971236808987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5131286971236808987&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5131286971236808987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5131286971236808987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/09/now-i-can-die-without-regret_2003.html' title='my imperfections complete me'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TJS7OqLn_tI/AAAAAAAABGQ/G1K8g80P5x8/s72-c/pink+tattoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2856071415168335554</id><published>2010-09-15T23:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T23:40:02.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annoyed</title><content type='html'>oh god, i am so sleepy. but i need to send that bloody email. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted to write that on my fb status. but on a second thought, i think i have too much of colleagues in my fb friend list T__T so i better not complain anything there. perghhh. no more fb freedom for me :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2856071415168335554?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2856071415168335554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2856071415168335554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2856071415168335554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2856071415168335554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/09/annoyed.html' title='annoyed'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4209570477664705648</id><published>2010-09-11T00:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T01:54:47.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>real deal of addiction</title><content type='html'>i have been sober for 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned down two drinking session in a week. i thought i was getting serious about cutting down on alcohol. but still its not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever tried fighting towards the bad addiction that you're trying hard to get rid of? uhh.. it feels effin awful trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was on my bed yesterday night, trying to get some sleep. a while after that, i was no where near sleeping. then i put on my earphone listening to the songs from my blackberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what, it was David Guetta's Sexy Bitch followed by Club Can't Handle Me. ohmygod. the songs remind me of the partying, drinking and dancing craziness. i am missing all of those badly. i couldn't get the crazy pictures out of my head T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while the songs were still on, my body were basically curled up under the blanket like a drug addict trying to get rid of the addiction. yes its as ugly as what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what the hell pink. i dont think i can afford to stop drinkin and partyin while my body is still capable of doing so :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is just too short. i want back my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TIpwTLAPsDI/AAAAAAAABGA/3b6nYaxiseM/s1600/P5110890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TIpwTLAPsDI/AAAAAAAABGA/3b6nYaxiseM/s400/P5110890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515344168342237234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4209570477664705648?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4209570477664705648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4209570477664705648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4209570477664705648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4209570477664705648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/09/real-deal-of-addiction.html' title='real deal of addiction'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TIpwTLAPsDI/AAAAAAAABGA/3b6nYaxiseM/s72-c/P5110890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8269988910286752499</id><published>2010-09-09T00:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T01:42:49.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a good movie made my day</title><content type='html'>i cant sleep. and my breath smells like garlic even after i brushed my teeth. i think i have this weird addiction :/ i love eating raw garlic, cause i can feel its stinging sensation in my throat.. like wasabi. lol&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going The Distance&lt;/span&gt; is a good movie. please go and watch it if you are a fan of the lovey dovey type of movies hehe. ohh ermm maybe u dont wanna go for it if you're a starwars type =.= u might not like it then. cause i hated starwars so i guess thats how i ended up liking this one ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to be on medication, my throat is just not born to have the talent on swallowing pills. and its for twice a day for god's sake. arghh.. not even vitamins T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know what.. i cannot believe that we have to book the tattoo artist 2 weeks earlier just to get a tattoo done. wtf. why is everyone so kiasu on wanting put the ink on their skin? including me T__T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8269988910286752499?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8269988910286752499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8269988910286752499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8269988910286752499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8269988910286752499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-movie-made-my-day.html' title='a good movie made my day'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-9213280590501136902</id><published>2010-09-06T11:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T22:23:34.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the serious monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;remember when you used to get sweaty palms when you were asked by your teacher to stand in front of the class and read up the essay that you wrote to the whole class? uhh i can remember mine clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont forget about the college/uni presentation nightmare that all of us had gone through. standing in front of the lecture hall, with mic sometimes, oh god. how scary can that be, but all of us went through it proudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, finally.. all the practices given by our teacher/lecturer is going to be utilized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the butterflies in my tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-9213280590501136902?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/9213280590501136902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=9213280590501136902&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/9213280590501136902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/9213280590501136902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/09/serious-monday.html' title='the serious monday'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8622439713095058718</id><published>2010-09-05T17:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:49:23.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a ruined sunday</title><content type='html'>its a great sunday, nice weather, no work, no worries. oh well, its a lazy sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.. the very good sunday just happen to end an hour ago. all because that i have this sudden urge to clean up my closet =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;question, have you ever randomly thought about taking out the old prom dress, and try it on? yes, im talking about THE prom dress which you wore about 2 to 3 years ago for the uni/whatever prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ka boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is humiliating, but its true =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was basically a fight between the back zipper of that beautiful dress, with my body. the attempt to suck in the bloody tummy, jumping while trying to get the dress up to fit on, and both hands trying real hard to zip it up, ggrrr it was tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great. i think im having this mid 20 life crisis here. sigh, i cant fit into my prom dress anymore T___T and im officially depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how the hell did all this happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waving my flabby arms, urghhh. ..the bloated tummy, i blame it on the 2 times a week alcohol. elephant thighs, thanks to the laziness for not going to the gym for almost a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling ugly :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh here. a prove of elephant thighs that im talking about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TIOrp-oQGCI/AAAAAAAABF4/ASCsT64Yx4U/s1600/IMG00285-20100904-1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TIOrp-oQGCI/AAAAAAAABF4/ASCsT64Yx4U/s400/IMG00285-20100904-1500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513439106506430498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8622439713095058718?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8622439713095058718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8622439713095058718&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8622439713095058718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8622439713095058718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/09/ruined-sunday.html' title='a ruined sunday'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/TIOrp-oQGCI/AAAAAAAABF4/ASCsT64Yx4U/s72-c/IMG00285-20100904-1500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5905440952301834407</id><published>2010-08-28T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T20:05:00.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am just not good enough</title><content type='html'>sometimes, i always wonder why am i not born smarter. it is so hard when i try to compete with the others. i know, i shouldn't compare, i shouldn't compete,  i shouldn't even think about winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is always human nature to compete with your peers. without it i might even lose my directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to be the one lacking behind. i don't want to be the one nobody would notice, and the one nobody would talk to when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not ambitious, i dont want to be the smartest one nor the one that always get to be in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i just need to be good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a change of attitude, maybe this is all i need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5905440952301834407?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5905440952301834407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5905440952301834407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5905440952301834407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5905440952301834407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-just-not-good-enough.html' title='i am just not good enough'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6084489646226059625</id><published>2010-08-25T23:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T14:37:42.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant believe i just did rock climbing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this is what i have as my current FB status =.= you see, that's why i blame FB for the fault of me not writing things on my blog anymore. People use FB so much more than blogging, who is gonna read any blog after all u can get everything from FB? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to rock climbing! haha.. must put exclamation mark every time i say it cause its just too unbelievable =.= and it is not only me that doesn't believe it. I don't think any of my friends will even believe that i just did rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was great, really. the amount of laughter, shouting and craziness that we had.. it just made my week :) priceless.. and don't forget the exercising and muscle stretching part, uhhh.. how healthy. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the adrenaline rush, the excitement, hmm.. i am so doing it again next time :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, something random here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine just asked a while ago, what do i use my blackberry for the most? i answered him i use the most on fb and bbm =.= and he actually questioned me, is it worth paying for the price just to use fb and bbm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. now he just built the doubt in my head, am i really over paying Digi for the package? yes, i do use it a lot for emailing. but after all, the work mails can wait.. i can always do it on my notebook =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, maybe i am definitely overpaying for my blackberry. but on one reason that i'm definitely willing to pay for, its for the FUN of it! =D it has never been a need, its for luxury, and things that come with a reason of luxury will never be worth the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about why people love diamonds? that tiny rock can never worth the price of what people are willing to pay for  ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is always a matter of how far you will go and how much will you be willing to pay for, just to get the satisfaction through. it has never been how much does it worth xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6084489646226059625?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6084489646226059625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6084489646226059625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6084489646226059625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6084489646226059625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-cant-believe-i-just-did-rock-climbing.html' title='i cant believe i just did rock climbing!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3383174003856234789</id><published>2010-08-24T18:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T01:00:42.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the notebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/THOk8YJS6aI/AAAAAAAABFg/0q20izfXeuI/s1600/the-notebook-the-notebook-2575016-1024-768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/THOk8YJS6aI/AAAAAAAABFg/0q20izfXeuI/s400/the-notebook-the-notebook-2575016-1024-768.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508928126384794018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to watch this movie, after all the hoo-haa from my friends on how awesome the movie is.  I downloaded it, and it was in my laptop for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until yesterday night, when i was so restless that i couldn't get my sleep, i found it in my laptop. Then finally i watch it throughout the whole night =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was awesome, and it is a really good movie. But somehow, i feel emotionally disturbed after watching it.  I was thinking about it for the whole night, and even the whole day after watching it, even when i was at work =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i was touched by how Noah and Allie was so in love with each other, and yes i cried watching it. But honestly, which girl wouldn't want to be in love like that? I'm sure all the girls would be dreaming to have a guy like Noah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than watching it in the movie, have anybody seen anyone that can fall in love like that in real world? I personally have not seen anything like that in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like i had just watched a fairy tale movie that will never happen in real world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3383174003856234789?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3383174003856234789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3383174003856234789&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3383174003856234789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3383174003856234789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/08/notebook.html' title='the notebook'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/THOk8YJS6aI/AAAAAAAABFg/0q20izfXeuI/s72-c/the-notebook-the-notebook-2575016-1024-768.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2321355959144622035</id><published>2010-08-02T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T23:13:13.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi there,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this blog just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dieded&lt;/span&gt;, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know. i said something like "I am going to try and update this blog as often as possible" just a few post before this one. looks like the lazy bug attacked me again. boo :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when abby told me that she was reading back at my blog, it just gave me a struck like... as in.. hello pink, its time to update your blog again T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, nuff said.  will be back here soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2321355959144622035?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2321355959144622035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2321355959144622035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2321355959144622035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2321355959144622035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-there-sorry-this-blog-just-dieded.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2022898993329830921</id><published>2010-02-21T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:31:59.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>Its the new year. I do not want to be unhappy. Not because of some petty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what they say, when life gives u lemon, find a tequila and throw a party. Lol, although it sounds lame, but I will have to remind myself of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a real party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2022898993329830921?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2022898993329830921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2022898993329830921&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2022898993329830921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2022898993329830921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-new-year.html' title='-'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5408925616865298457</id><published>2010-02-12T10:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:18:31.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year peeps! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S31W4wKN1LI/AAAAAAAABFY/5R7feRF3FvI/s1600-h/P2150976b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S31W4wKN1LI/AAAAAAAABFY/5R7feRF3FvI/s400/P2150976b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439599457933841586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; fuchsia shirt and red nails to start the lunar year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the tiger year will be a great year for a tiger me ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: the purse was a big surprise. I love it, thankiu ♥&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/1736557566583527437-5408925616865298457?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5408925616865298457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5408925616865298457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5408925616865298457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5408925616865298457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-new-year-peeps-fuchsia-shirt-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S31W4wKN1LI/AAAAAAAABFY/5R7feRF3FvI/s72-c/P2150976b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6674561648842657279</id><published>2010-02-01T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T00:52:53.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of a long long weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hmmm quick question, is anybody still reading this pathetic blog? lol =.= Never mind. I don't give a damn whether people read this or not anyway ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and update this blog as often as possible ;p Starting from now. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first reason i came up with this blog is actually because i wanted it to keep all my memories. Since my ability to remember things are real bad, at least sometime in the future i will still get to read about my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the future, i am very much sure that i will force my kids to sit down quietly and read this blog of mine, to let them know what had mummy done in her life ;p Lols. Though the things that I've done so far are nothing to be proud of =.= but i still think that its a good idea to let my kids to get to know me more by reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahakss ;p don't care whether its good or bad things. If its bad, at least they will get to learn from reading it too. Hmmm okay wtf is wrong with me why i think until so far =____= rolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long long weekend just ended at this very moment. It was great. We went to this Chic Pop Bazaar and get loads of free stuff from them. From beer, manicure, massage, to some weird Tarot and Chakra reading. Okay i admit that the weird Chakra reading was DAMN good. It was quite true for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2b4BysZXdI/AAAAAAAABE4/DLT_-rKjnUU/s1600-h/chicpop3_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2b4BysZXdI/AAAAAAAABE4/DLT_-rKjnUU/s400/chicpop3_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433302710140624338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the invitation that i got from my email ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2b351B4z1I/AAAAAAAABEw/IRfaji2OLdQ/s1600-h/30-01-10_1509a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2b351B4z1I/AAAAAAAABEw/IRfaji2OLdQ/s400/30-01-10_1509a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433302573328682834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the only picture that we took, and that's the free Tiger beer. Ohhh and the red nails, those are from the free manicure session that we had! Red for Chinese New Year, and hmm so that we will look bitchier with red. lols. Awesome eh? ;p hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6674561648842657279?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6674561648842657279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6674561648842657279&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6674561648842657279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6674561648842657279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-long-long-weekend.html' title='of a long long weekend'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2b4BysZXdI/AAAAAAAABE4/DLT_-rKjnUU/s72-c/chicpop3_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8418924818546565759</id><published>2010-01-29T11:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T11:39:36.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Kitty ;p</title><content type='html'>A while ago, I suddenly wondered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am moving my right arm around, why the hell it feels pain and sore. Hmm, after some thinking, I realize that it’s the freakin mouse that I am holding. Somehow using the mouse for the whole day can cause pain to my right arm wtf T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sitting down in the office trying to work on the bloody numbers in excel till I don’t even remember when was the last time I step up for the toilet break. Oh yea. Life is great when work is busy. Anyway, I still insist to go off at 5pm sharp, since my boss does that too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I Hello Kitti-ed my laptop's keypad, and now its pink ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2KVhyBoulI/AAAAAAAABEQ/XzSNjMD4Lnk/s1600-h/IMG_2522a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2KVhyBoulI/AAAAAAAABEQ/XzSNjMD4Lnk/s400/IMG_2522a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432068508159097426" border="0" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I have this very cute conversation here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy: Can you help me with a math question?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: Yes?&lt;br /&gt;Boy: How do you simplify 2i&lt;6u ?&lt;br /&gt;Girl: i&lt;3u&lt;br /&gt;Boy: i&lt;3u tooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAHA this is lame but funny. And i think girls will definitely fall for this ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8418924818546565759?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8418924818546565759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8418924818546565759&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8418924818546565759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8418924818546565759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/02/while-ago-i-suddenly-wondered_01.html' title='Hello Kitty ;p'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2KVhyBoulI/AAAAAAAABEQ/XzSNjMD4Lnk/s72-c/IMG_2522a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5045943060893815270</id><published>2010-01-27T21:41:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:19:24.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of sudden urge to write</title><content type='html'>Hello world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been so long since the last time i actually updated this blog. I mean real update as in purposely sit down with my laptop to write a long long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I basically made a 360 degree change in my life. And I insisted to have the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, should say that I needed the change badly. So if all of a sudden anybody notice that I'm going crazy, there is actually a reason behind. Maybe I just couldn't take the impact of the changes anymore ;p But touchwood, i do still hope that everything will be fine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who knows me must have heard that I am no longer working for Hong Leong. Sorry to say this, but Hong Leong is a shitty &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chinaman&lt;/span&gt; place. People shout at each other, work like some stupid slave till late night, yet they are so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kiam siap&lt;/span&gt; to pay us back what we should get. This is how bad it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, talking about the new office, i basically got a culture shock when i newly join them. Lols. Sometimes i really couldn't get use to the fact that it's so bloody small wtf. I used to have like, say 50 colleagues in my dept itself in HLA. But now its not even more than 10 of us (and all the big bosses has already been included in the count).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can say that the size of my office now is even smaller than the pantry that we had in HLA =.= I used to have a pantry with 2 freakin microwave and 2 freakin fridge for the halal/non-halal usage, and now i don't even have a pantry anymore, haaahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But besides all the shocking discovery on the new job, basically I am getting use to everything here already. By hook or by crook I have to, cause I don't want to go back to the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small is good in a way that we work very closely together. And the fact that my bosses, they curse more than they talk, its kinda entertaining ;p Vulgar words are actually part of their grammar, its sometimes funny to listen to that. I guess this is the way consultants talk when they are not in front of their clients. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss posting pictures up here, it has been a while too. And I am blaming FB for this =.= Cause FB is so addictive that i rather update the pages there than here wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a starting, here are some pictures of us :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BgcaQr9-I/AAAAAAAABDQ/WdL0o-Zn1dw/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BgcaQr9-I/AAAAAAAABDQ/WdL0o-Zn1dw/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431447191810734050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhSdu8YHI/AAAAAAAABD4/69tQm30HwLk/s1600-h/6_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhSdu8YHI/AAAAAAAABD4/69tQm30HwLk/s400/6_picnik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431448120455880818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2 we will not call it a night if we don't get any drinks with alcohol ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhSHxmZ2I/AAAAAAAABDw/CpssLuCqM9U/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhSHxmZ2I/AAAAAAAABDw/CpssLuCqM9U/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431448114561443682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BgcsmL6hI/AAAAAAAABDY/csu0h3y60LQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BgcsmL6hI/AAAAAAAABDY/csu0h3y60LQ/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431447196732746258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhR8duyoI/AAAAAAAABDo/nzjFIHx1yBY/s1600-h/4_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhR8duyoI/AAAAAAAABDo/nzjFIHx1yBY/s400/4_picnik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431448111525317250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhRpZSnJI/AAAAAAAABDg/DmfHYCQYYBg/s1600-h/3_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BhRpZSnJI/AAAAAAAABDg/DmfHYCQYYBg/s400/3_picnik.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431448106406419602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2Bi5ERWXkI/AAAAAAAABEA/eDA0pyJDm08/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2Bi5ERWXkI/AAAAAAAABEA/eDA0pyJDm08/s400/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431449883147394626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#7 I very much ♥ this picture of us, even though i look like shit =.= lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5045943060893815270?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5045943060893815270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5045943060893815270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5045943060893815270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5045943060893815270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/01/of-sudden-urge-to-write.html' title='of sudden urge to write'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/S2BgcaQr9-I/AAAAAAAABDQ/WdL0o-Zn1dw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-233299953528217280</id><published>2010-01-13T16:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T16:56:43.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#444444;"&gt;"The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#444444;"&gt;It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#444444;"&gt;The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By Charles R. Swindol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 10pt" class="MsoNormal" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is so true. I have been reading this for more than 20 times to remind myself about it ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-233299953528217280?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/233299953528217280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=233299953528217280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/233299953528217280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/233299953528217280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2010/01/attitude.html' title='Attitude'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5210100736854050779</id><published>2009-12-21T01:36:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T01:59:23.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I kind of believe that there is always a crazy side of me hidden within myself.&lt;br /&gt;So crazy that every time it appears, everything goes havoc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It keeps telling me to do it, don't drag, no, it will only go worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's done, it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, being mean is not always wrong. And being nice is not always right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5210100736854050779?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5210100736854050779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5210100736854050779&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5210100736854050779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5210100736854050779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-kind-of-believe-that-there-is-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6841800302530241798</id><published>2009-11-25T12:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:37:35.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fuhhhh my room is so messy. where the hell did i threw my house key a while ago T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. anyway, i am on leave from work for 2 days ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feels good. and i am so gonna take a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday will be the day for me to confront all the colleagues and announce that i will be resigning. the ugly truth is, i actually feel sad thinking that i will be leaving soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its always easier to choose to stay. but who cares. i so want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, yesterday was my one year anniversary in HLA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Swy0F_0xkCI/AAAAAAAABCI/48OURW5Ww6A/s1600/hla+anniversary.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Swy0F_0xkCI/AAAAAAAABCI/48OURW5Ww6A/s400/hla+anniversary.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407895267690254370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sorry have to click on it only can see :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6841800302530241798?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6841800302530241798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6841800302530241798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6841800302530241798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6841800302530241798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-year.html' title='one year'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Swy0F_0xkCI/AAAAAAAABCI/48OURW5Ww6A/s72-c/hla+anniversary.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6619823973712712289</id><published>2009-11-17T21:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:12:46.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the girl's best friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i seriously think that every girl must own an oversized blazer ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SwK8AKQriQI/AAAAAAAABCA/ucjGOreZouQ/s1600/14-11-09_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SwK8AKQriQI/AAAAAAAABCA/ucjGOreZouQ/s400/14-11-09_1518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405089213738354946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aawww  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SwK7_5s_YmI/AAAAAAAABB4/fakMOpyizN4/s1600/14-11-09_1513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SwK7_5s_YmI/AAAAAAAABB4/fakMOpyizN4/s400/14-11-09_1513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405089209293693538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;especially when we have a combination of the rainy season nowadays with the stupid office air conditioner. damn cold can die without becoming busuk since the temperature is about the same with the refrigerator already =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6619823973712712289?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6619823973712712289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6619823973712712289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6619823973712712289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6619823973712712289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='the girl&apos;s best friend'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SwK8AKQriQI/AAAAAAAABCA/ucjGOreZouQ/s72-c/14-11-09_1518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4341400209786319639</id><published>2009-11-10T00:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T23:16:05.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12am grumbles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am so broke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But i still wanna buy the dresses that i saw online just now. /boo&lt;br /&gt;And I still wanna go and have a hair cut, plus I still need to go for a dental check,&lt;br /&gt;and more, I'm still dying to go for a vacation to Singapore this Christmas. (yes, again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How????? T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighh..... so hard to choose. No wonder mum says that i will never earn enough for myself to spend =.= wtf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:+:+:+:+:+:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hmm.. One thing, should i get back the hair that i used to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/43548739@N04/4090075504/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2430/4090075504_ee02a774cb_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); width: 393px; height: 298px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4341400209786319639?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4341400209786319639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4341400209786319639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4341400209786319639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4341400209786319639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-i-hate-my-hair.html' title='12am grumbles'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2430/4090075504_ee02a774cb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3961744145100710834</id><published>2009-11-06T19:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T20:38:41.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday again</title><content type='html'>I, just had a very (please insert a word here) week. Everything just came without any notice for me to be prepared. This is basically one of the most unpredictable week ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I am going to tender my resignation letter to the manager soon.&lt;br /&gt;If she ask me why? What should i answer? Because HLA is not paying me enough? lol&lt;br /&gt;I can already imagine how disappointed she's gonna be with my decision to leave the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I still feel glad that I've made the decision. And I think I am much happier now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3961744145100710834?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3961744145100710834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3961744145100710834&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3961744145100710834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3961744145100710834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-again.html' title='friday again'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3064469491724507445</id><published>2009-11-01T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:35:44.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today......</title><content type='html'>I had a fucking bad day. T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like somebody stole all my luck away and left me with all these shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3064469491724507445?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3064469491724507445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3064469491724507445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3064469491724507445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3064469491724507445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/11/today.html' title='Today......'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4882172604958085597</id><published>2009-10-21T01:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T07:51:26.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the impossible became possible</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cant help but i must post this in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the uber strong coffee that I had this morning (cause i felt extremely sleepy when i was in the meeting), now i still feel like jumping around in my room =____= and its already 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thought of finding something to do to make me feel sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehemmm... Have you ever play the Flood-it game in the little window at the right hand side of my blog? lol.. why must i describe until so long =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because that it's an i&lt;span&gt; don't need a brain&lt;/span&gt; game, so i went and click on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what!? For the FIRST time ever, i actually won it =_________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/St29i8_mGnI/AAAAAAAABBI/Yna-LweTLCE/s1600-h/flood%21.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/St29i8_mGnI/AAAAAAAABBI/Yna-LweTLCE/s400/flood%21.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394676336845789810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And i print screen it cause its a once in a life time experience :D LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not kidding okay... I have been playing with it since.. i don't even remember when. And this is the first time i actually won it. Lols. Haha maybe it was because all this while i didn't put an effort to play it properly :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even for this time i dont even recall whether did i use any part of my brain to play with it just now ;p hahhaaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it so i tried for the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/St29lrYl9TI/AAAAAAAABBY/3wAu8Xt1gj8/s1600-h/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/St29lrYl9TI/AAAAAAAABBY/3wAu8Xt1gj8/s400/2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394676383658407218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guess it doesn't work anymore /boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't give up and proceed to play again (summore this time i tried using some brainy calculation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/St29kXs6kRI/AAAAAAAABBQ/G-Cswl4YISY/s1600-h/1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/St29kXs6kRI/AAAAAAAABBQ/G-Cswl4YISY/s400/1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394676361195065618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No. i think i should just go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;=_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least winning for the first game gave me a 2 minutes of awesomeness :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4882172604958085597?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4882172604958085597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4882172604958085597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4882172604958085597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4882172604958085597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/10/impossible-became-possible.html' title='the impossible became possible'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/St29i8_mGnI/AAAAAAAABBI/Yna-LweTLCE/s72-c/flood%21.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8203808347739275289</id><published>2009-10-19T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:22:20.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall show everybody what i have been going through in HLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the print screen of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;our &lt;/span&gt;internet portal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXbfFUJygI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Oo3xJWUivCg/s1600-h/EBS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXbfFUJygI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Oo3xJWUivCg/s400/EBS.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392457455895169538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Literally... this baby is ours, so must highlight the word in red, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we started it from scratch, and its the biggest and most time consuming project ever T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we can proudly say that it can support 90% of the main function already.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But of course, the system still has 5492578465 more enhancement need  to be done before it can reach the perfection  =_________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes its so damn bloody hard to satisfy the users.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes its harder to please the IT guys that made all these possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, thanks to the irresponsible supervisor's resignation, now the baby is all mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Its like a single parent trying to raise a baby by her own self, u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you see how things work beautifully at the end, life is suddenly so perfect ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8203808347739275289?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8203808347739275289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8203808347739275289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8203808347739275289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8203808347739275289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/10/satisfaction.html' title='satisfaction'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXbfFUJygI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/Oo3xJWUivCg/s72-c/EBS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6944777238403847238</id><published>2009-10-14T22:46:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:18:56.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>favourite photos :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recent pictures that I ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Bukit Tinggi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXrmv2fhGI/AAAAAAAABAI/tJgug6MkejM/s1600-h/4011670408_f0736532a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXrmv2fhGI/AAAAAAAABAI/tJgug6MkejM/s400/4011670408_f0736532a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392475179758617698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Langkawi with the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXowO1U4bI/AAAAAAAAA_w/yErgJFq_DN0/s1600-h/4011625996_a7b93a70a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXowO1U4bI/AAAAAAAAA_w/yErgJFq_DN0/s400/4011625996_a7b93a70a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392472044159164850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 Langkawi beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXow99_a4I/AAAAAAAABAA/6DJqYnsroT0/s1600-h/4010872497_e171e14539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXow99_a4I/AAAAAAAABAA/6DJqYnsroT0/s400/4010872497_e171e14539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392472056811973506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 Roses from Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXovRODPqI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-zjuC48yc68/s1600-h/4011613426_23197f03f1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXovRODPqI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-zjuC48yc68/s400/4011613426_23197f03f1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392472027619868322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#5 Strawberries from Cameron&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXowaUbAkI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ZeGVje_nmPQ/s1600-h/4011620474_d4c605656b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXowaUbAkI/AAAAAAAAA_4/ZeGVje_nmPQ/s400/4011620474_d4c605656b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392472047242379842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6 Big fresh prawns and scallops from Kat :P&lt;br /&gt;*yummyyy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXtfH3DNDI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Lcg1rkA8ycc/s1600-h/4010880205_2e228cffc4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXtfH3DNDI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Lcg1rkA8ycc/s400/4010880205_2e228cffc4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392477247787709490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7  Graduation!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXutLicdoI/AAAAAAAABAY/PAu4caev7Pw/s1600-h/4011773350_6ceba2df69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXutLicdoI/AAAAAAAABAY/PAu4caev7Pw/s400/4011773350_6ceba2df69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392478588804822658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8 Favorite boots! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXyNuMYfHI/AAAAAAAABAw/CNlL956gwzg/s1600-h/4011043319_b6f7a6d781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXyNuMYfHI/AAAAAAAABAw/CNlL956gwzg/s400/4011043319_b6f7a6d781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392482446398225522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9 Favorite floral dress ♥ :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXyN0TcavI/AAAAAAAABA4/abwvaBiRYpQ/s1600-h/4011049471_656da8b826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXyN0TcavI/AAAAAAAABA4/abwvaBiRYpQ/s400/4011049471_656da8b826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392482448038456050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10 the bf's cute expression ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StX2xx5kLbI/AAAAAAAABBA/or9xcMSWHRg/s1600-h/4011098629_2050e48e6d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StX2xx5kLbI/AAAAAAAABBA/or9xcMSWHRg/s400/4011098629_2050e48e6d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392487463914843570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the end.&lt;br /&gt;Connection damn slow, falling asleep while waiting for the pictures to be uploaded =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6944777238403847238?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6944777238403847238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6944777238403847238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6944777238403847238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6944777238403847238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/10/favourite-photos.html' title='favourite photos :)'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/StXrmv2fhGI/AAAAAAAABAI/tJgug6MkejM/s72-c/4011670408_f0736532a3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-646426740945245399</id><published>2009-10-08T22:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:58:48.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>karma</title><content type='html'>Uggghhhh i got mc-ed for 2 days from work, and now im being punished with all the workloads until i have to bring it back home to finish them T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss yumcha-ing/shopping/gossipping/mahjong-ing/whatever with my friends. Working is such a torture especially when im still doing it when its already near to 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something funny happened in the office today. And it made me realize that karma actually exist for real =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our not-so-popular colleague (from another dept) made a stupid mistake when he sent an email to us, then of course me and my teammate laughed behind him saying why is he like that(plus a lot of bad stuff as usual ;p). Then he did the same bloody mistake for the second time. And we couldn't believe/imagine/figure out how can someone make such a silly mistake twice in a day?! And so we laughed our ass off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, after some email sending here and there... then all of a sudden, my teammate laugh out damn loud until cannot close her mouth. I was like... whats so funny!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my email. My bloody email that i just click send T____T And it has already been sent to every-f-body. I just happily made the unbelievable silly mistake that i laughed at somebody else an hour ago.. the mistake that i questioned how can someone make such a stupid mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was so funny that me myself cannot tahan and we laughed together until the manager is asking "WHATS SO FUNNY THERE?!" =______= so its time to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KARMA mannnnn..... cannot laugh at people too much. Sometimes silly things can just happen when it has to happen. Even if they happen twice to people also cannot laugh okay.. lols :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my teammate is saying that its either im dreaming while drafting the email, or i got infected by that silly colleague's diseases. Yea i think its the first one, since i just got back from sick leave cannot help must dream a while mar ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-646426740945245399?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/646426740945245399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=646426740945245399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/646426740945245399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/646426740945245399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/10/karma.html' title='karma'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-1803956518928583164</id><published>2009-09-29T22:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T23:03:09.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at work</title><content type='html'>Today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent 10 fucking hours to configure a stupid age validation rating into my system T_______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is... it doesn't work T__________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE RATING DOESN'T WORK!#@$^&amp;amp;%@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;configured, tested, failed, configure again, test again and fail again. and it repeats throughout the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... why am i doing all this configuration thing. i should get another job that has nothing to do with this system thing =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i will have to continue doing the same thing again tomorrow until it works.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-1803956518928583164?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/1803956518928583164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=1803956518928583164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1803956518928583164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1803956518928583164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-work.html' title='a day at work'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3976418639909747137</id><published>2009-07-26T19:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T20:14:41.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A weekend out of kl city is good ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Smw8djMEpkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/jky_U6EI5Wc/s1600-h/P7250918sepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Smw8djMEpkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/jky_U6EI5Wc/s400/P7250918sepia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362727734651168322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Visiting the greens are good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SmxCgAGg1WI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Q-MhJwTuhIU/s1600-h/P7250820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SmxCgAGg1WI/AAAAAAAAA-I/Q-MhJwTuhIU/s400/P7250820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362734373841982818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Receiving roses from bf is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SmxIdXwrXNI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/IDKoYzxYrCo/s1600-h/P7250779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SmxIdXwrXNI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/IDKoYzxYrCo/s400/P7250779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362740925723008210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shopping with friends, and buying a slutty dress feels good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Smw8eHE3ZGI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rx4Dnhjk8y4/s1600-h/11-07-09_1853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Smw8eHE3ZGI/AAAAAAAAA9o/rx4Dnhjk8y4/s400/11-07-09_1853.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362727744284615778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolssss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3976418639909747137?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3976418639909747137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3976418639909747137&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3976418639909747137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3976418639909747137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-vacation.html' title='short vacation'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Smw8djMEpkI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/jky_U6EI5Wc/s72-c/P7250918sepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4555322219318517413</id><published>2009-07-25T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T17:21:58.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I movedddddddd</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry that I have been missing. But life goes on, everything's okay, job is okay too, although its still killing me, i am healthy, family is healthy,  bla bla bla... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay change topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me, what else can be better than a hot shower after a longgggggggg working day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaha.. Seriously, it feels so nice to be under the hot shower especially if the night is cold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my new room. and my new house. and the new housemates. and i have a roomate! *big wet eyes*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe finally. I had been living alone for bout a year since i moved out from Cyber, but now I'm getting back a roomate :D And now im with the roomate here at the cafe down my condo just to make use of their wifi. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can i say about my life? It's all good :)&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/1736557566583527437-4555322219318517413?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4555322219318517413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4555322219318517413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4555322219318517413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4555322219318517413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-movedddddddd.html' title='I movedddddddd'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3456021034667166519</id><published>2009-05-29T00:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:22:43.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let the pictures talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the weekend will definitely be good, when you are surrounded by the people you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sh62uvpjrYI/AAAAAAAAA60/_Gad8iKofYs/s1600-h/P5160212-pola+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sh62uvpjrYI/AAAAAAAAA60/_Gad8iKofYs/s400/P5160212-pola+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340907122288995714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sh69pohc4eI/AAAAAAAAA8E/oWowm_nyhbs/s1600-h/P5160233-pola+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sh69pohc4eI/AAAAAAAAA8E/oWowm_nyhbs/s400/P5160233-pola+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340914731057996258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sh7Hf8jLcPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/wWYgWqAaCwE/s1600-h/P5160217-pola+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sh69pZhqPaI/AAAAAAAAA78/9FohnbYfMyk/s400/P5160229a-pola1+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340914727032339874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3456021034667166519?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3456021034667166519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3456021034667166519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3456021034667166519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3456021034667166519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/05/let-picture-talks.html' title='let the pictures talk'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sh62uvpjrYI/AAAAAAAAA60/_Gad8iKofYs/s72-c/P5160212-pola+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8081130673009833419</id><published>2009-05-21T21:19:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:40:10.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me. job.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh fuck. I feel SO stressful. Hair gonna fall off soon T___T The office is always so unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pink:&lt;/span&gt; Boss, how come i receive the email said I'm nominated for the 3 days Project Management Training one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boss:&lt;/span&gt; Ohh you need to  come to the training with us. So I nominated your name in also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pink:&lt;/span&gt; Butttttt.... I am only helping you managing YOUR project mar.. So i think if you attend is more than enough right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;( Why am I so daring =___= Boss ask to attend summore can reject. omg )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boss: &lt;/span&gt;No lar, you will have new projects coming soon. So better be prepared la.. *boss smilling cunningly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. SHIT. PENGSAN. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if now I'm very free la!@^*&amp;amp;@%@!%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why they must have so many projects wannnnn T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I can only complain. Afterall I will still have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, is there anyone interested to work in HLA? Hahahaa my boss is hiring, and I desperately need somebody to share my burden. Muahahahaha! :D And the best is we need two more people. If you want to know the job description, feel free to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh okay enough advertisment about the job. I wanted to update my blog few days ago. But didn't have time to do it T___T Hmm... I guess I will post up all my pictures in the next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought back the stupid work, and now i have to continue doing it at home T____T My life is officially sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who's reading this, please remember to help me spread the news about the job vacancy. If you don't wanna see me getting bald soon =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8081130673009833419?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8081130673009833419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8081130673009833419&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8081130673009833419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8081130673009833419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-job.html' title='me. job.'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8673276802801421284</id><published>2009-05-05T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:42:15.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just had an extreme yoga session. Extreme as in, can really break all the bones and muscles with the super poses that they teach =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am consuming carbs. Lol wth.. Tak guna betul this Pink T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually told my colleagues/everyone in the office earlier of the day that I MUST GO BACK AT 6 LATER. Hahaha just because i want to go to the gym :P Must tell them earlier  so that I can run away at 6. Lols. Who cares about all the work, since its never ending one. So I shouldn't make myself stay late anymore. Then the outstanding work will queue more and more, and my boss will realize that she's giving too much of work. So, finally she will reduce the workload that she assign to me. Wuahahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm okay, it will never work =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please forgive me if I am bullshitting too much here. What to do, the office is too serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeeeeeee Korean food. Seriously. I can be a full time Korean i think :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SgBV42uzIII/AAAAAAAAA50/1od799tlg3U/s1600-h/P4250097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SgBV42uzIII/AAAAAAAAA50/1od799tlg3U/s400/P4250097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332356394059505794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8673276802801421284?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8673276802801421284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8673276802801421284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8673276802801421284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8673276802801421284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/05/weeeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeeee!!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SgBV42uzIII/AAAAAAAAA50/1od799tlg3U/s72-c/P4250097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6676426293531501422</id><published>2009-04-27T19:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T07:33:40.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>Uhhhhh ahhhh... i skipped work today :P With a reason of course. Hahaha.. Must say like that, cuz who knows somebody from my office is reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh sorry if anyone got scared with my big face picture at the right. Must change the profile picture cuz the hair change already ;p lols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6676426293531501422?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6676426293531501422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6676426293531501422&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6676426293531501422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6676426293531501422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6888614460723260120</id><published>2009-04-24T22:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:06:55.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend!! weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fuhhhh I think I just had the most challenging week. The challenge from work, to leisuring, to be back home and basically the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Company has this together be healthy thing, so went jogging at KLCC park with my colleagues yesterday. Which they are mostly more than 30 years old, so none of them actually jogged =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, job sucks this whole week. Because two of the managers in the team is having war. And we are definitely the victim in between their war T_____T  I really don't understand why people must put their personal feelings on the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I will stop thinking about work cuz its FRIDAY :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stolen some BEFORE and AFTER pictures from Abby's blog on the day we get our haircut :P&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my fringe are growing so fast that I had to cut it off myself. Lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SfHS4jRY1nI/AAAAAAAAA5M/KykEmihRbGM/s1600-h/IMG_3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SfHS4jRY1nI/AAAAAAAAA5M/KykEmihRbGM/s400/IMG_3564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328271703138686578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SfHS4oAfWKI/AAAAAAAAA5U/XE-ZHTrpKXo/s1600-h/IMG_3602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SfHS4oAfWKI/AAAAAAAAA5U/XE-ZHTrpKXo/s400/IMG_3602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328271704409987234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had boyfriend's favorite beer with the girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SfHS4_txYaI/AAAAAAAAA5k/MFdcHGpKPD8/s1600-h/IMG_3586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SfHS4_txYaI/AAAAAAAAA5k/MFdcHGpKPD8/s400/IMG_3586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328271710773928354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thanks to Daryl, we have a coursemates gathering tommorow. But it will be some challenging outdoor activity thing =___= See, told you my week is challenging. But we are all definitely looking forward to the gathering :D Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1736557566583527437-6888614460723260120?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6888614460723260120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6888614460723260120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6888614460723260120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6888614460723260120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-weekend.html' title='weekend!! weekend!!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SfHS4jRY1nI/AAAAAAAAA5M/KykEmihRbGM/s72-c/IMG_3564.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5259245110732908729</id><published>2009-04-19T18:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T19:31:37.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too old to be a kid</title><content type='html'>Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;A day for us to sit down and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your Sunday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I basically &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sex-and-The-City-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for the whole day. Lol. The dvd is so addictive =.= I have nothing special to update actually. It seems like my life isn't that interesting after all :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. By the way, last Sunday wasn't that bad. Cuz I had a crazy hair cut with Abby. Defining crazy means, I am now with bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Ser7tJgIJ0I/AAAAAAAAA48/DtUSWzp31Zc/s1600-h/P4120056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Ser7tJgIJ0I/AAAAAAAAA48/DtUSWzp31Zc/s400/P4120056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326346262382389058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why the picture is so bright. I guess the camera knows that we both have dark skin, so it flashes harder? wth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told abby that we must try all sorts of different crazy haircut before we are too old to play with hairstyles anymore. hahaha ;p So there it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Ser7tdPVVVI/AAAAAAAAA5E/11qO4th0wVk/s1600-h/P4120061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Ser7tdPVVVI/AAAAAAAAA5E/11qO4th0wVk/s400/P4120061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326346267680658770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea laugh. My colleagues are all saying that they feel like they are talking to a kid now T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that would be the last thing that I need at work okay. Cuz i really need to have a serious face so that people will listen to me when i talk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my manager was like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ohh maybe now it will be easier for you to communicate with the IT people"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pengsan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5259245110732908729?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5259245110732908729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5259245110732908729&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5259245110732908729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5259245110732908729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/04/too-old-to-be-kid.html' title='too old to be a kid'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Ser7tJgIJ0I/AAAAAAAAA48/DtUSWzp31Zc/s72-c/P4120056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3881294552625528887</id><published>2009-04-13T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T22:38:00.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought</title><content type='html'>Quoted from Warren Buffet's principals,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"If you buy things you don't need, you will soon sell things that you need.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really must stop buying things that we don't need =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't know who is Warren Buffet, faster google it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3881294552625528887?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3881294552625528887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3881294552625528887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3881294552625528887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3881294552625528887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/04/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7309837465257967549</id><published>2009-04-06T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:43:36.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess things are not only in black and white,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sdje7IyXDGI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/ZuTpB5RpPIg/s1600-h/P4050015-pola+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sdje7IyXDGI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/ZuTpB5RpPIg/s400/P4050015-pola+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321248067290598498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-7309837465257967549?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7309837465257967549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7309837465257967549&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7309837465257967549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7309837465257967549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-guess-things-are-not-only-in-black.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sdje7IyXDGI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/ZuTpB5RpPIg/s72-c/P4050015-pola+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6796323397232914894</id><published>2009-04-03T00:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:03:19.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can anyone tell me how to communicate with IT programmers?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not know how to interpret your html, c++, sql, or whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;xxyy&lt;/span&gt; language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I am not stupid okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know you are definitely smarter than me. So, please la =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i have a chance to choose, I will definitely NOT to choose to be in this position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate being managed by me, and so do I. I do not like to manage you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6796323397232914894?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6796323397232914894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6796323397232914894&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6796323397232914894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6796323397232914894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/04/can-anyone-tell-me-how-to-communicate.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7948066351211076543</id><published>2009-03-31T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:03:29.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook crisis</title><content type='html'>I added my COO in facebook. Haha.. its funny to see that my COO has a facebook profile, but now I am a bit regret that I added him. Cuz now he can see all my stupid pictures. lols. And now i must watch what i write on my facebook status. Cannot have anything related to my work on it, and cannot kutuk the people there. omg =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm but okla, nevermind. Since he's using facebook then i ASSUME he is a cool person ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, found some shopping pictures in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SdIhqfP6ZGI/AAAAAAAAA34/iXIlft-K1G0/s1600-h/26-03-09_1937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SdIhqfP6ZGI/AAAAAAAAA34/iXIlft-K1G0/s400/26-03-09_1937.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319351123704439906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stupid dress. Damn expensive. But damn pretty.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, but I love you T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SdIwetSE6TI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/d2b7XPT73so/s1600-h/30-03-09_1358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SdIwetSE6TI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/d2b7XPT73so/s400/30-03-09_1358.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319367413987600690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of buying that, I bought this beautiful corset.&lt;br /&gt;But actually I am wondering on when can I wear it =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Haha cuz its a corset, i mean real corset. So you actually wont feel comfortable wearing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Btw, MUST watch Lipstick Jungle. For one reason. Cuz Lindsey Price is pretty :P haha.&lt;br /&gt;And  ermmm.. actually.. cuz her clothes are prettier. Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1736557566583527437-7948066351211076543?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7948066351211076543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7948066351211076543&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7948066351211076543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7948066351211076543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/03/facebook-crisis.html' title='facebook crisis'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SdIhqfP6ZGI/AAAAAAAAA34/iXIlft-K1G0/s72-c/26-03-09_1937.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7263824533127374575</id><published>2009-03-29T19:21:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:36:53.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when i hate the place that i am living in</title><content type='html'>I do not like my current house. I wanna move out desperately :/&lt;br /&gt;But moving out is not easy at all.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I have 34810975458495897 things in the room to move along with me =_____= *pengsan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, pictures from last last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iMuC2rpI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FNpSgFpLXDU/s1600-h/P3210034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iMuC2rpI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FNpSgFpLXDU/s400/P3210034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318577655605800594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1  Ex-roomate. Haha but we are looking for room to move in together again ;p&lt;br /&gt;Cuz i don't wanna stay alone T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iMdwFrlI/AAAAAAAAA3A/1979QToRKMU/s1600-h/P3210025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iMdwFrlI/AAAAAAAAA3A/1979QToRKMU/s400/P3210025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318577651232124498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2  I hate you yoges cuz when i talk to you i don't know which one is true and which are lies =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iMsn8AFI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XemYTdVryUY/s1600-h/P3220035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iMsn8AFI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/XemYTdVryUY/s400/P3220035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318577655224467538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3 I doubt you can guess where were we ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iL-P2ErI/AAAAAAAAA24/qo6Rl_WgjRo/s1600-h/P3210012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iL-P2ErI/AAAAAAAAA24/qo6Rl_WgjRo/s400/P3210012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318577642775384754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4 Ohh... I realize i hardly wear heels out anymore, but more to flats. Too much heels at work already so should let my feet rest on weekends ;p lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9nnwsx5KI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zU3JAkq7CCo/s1600-h/P3290022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9nnwsx5KI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zU3JAkq7CCo/s400/P3290022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318583617733125282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#5  I don't know why people hate my colorful geo-print skirt ;p&lt;br /&gt;But i still love it very much  /boo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-7263824533127374575?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7263824533127374575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7263824533127374575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7263824533127374575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7263824533127374575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-hate-place-that-i-am-living-in.html' title='when i hate the place that i am living in'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/Sc9iMuC2rpI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FNpSgFpLXDU/s72-c/P3210034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5654861088236401693</id><published>2009-03-28T10:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:18:56.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>human touch</title><content type='html'>Japanese are soooo creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must watch this Toyota advert and laugh your ass off. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cgOIvmM1-U0&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/cgOIvmM1-U0&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love the seat belt. Hahahhaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5654861088236401693?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5654861088236401693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5654861088236401693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5654861088236401693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5654861088236401693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/03/japanese-are-soooo-creative.html' title='human touch'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2693765692624828976</id><published>2009-03-23T23:37:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:37:29.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love this. So I bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScetXh1gJvI/AAAAAAAAA2w/XsDc8kz6SaY/s1600-h/P3230077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScetXh1gJvI/AAAAAAAAA2w/XsDc8kz6SaY/s400/P3230077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316408504865531634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Say that it's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it matches my blog.&lt;br /&gt;haha ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; I seriously need to ban myself from buying things anymore. How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please la Pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2693765692624828976?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2693765692624828976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2693765692624828976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2693765692624828976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2693765692624828976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/03/pretty-things.html' title='pretty things'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScetXh1gJvI/AAAAAAAAA2w/XsDc8kz6SaY/s72-c/P3230077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6703967001069535686</id><published>2009-03-22T02:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T04:12:56.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eat. work. play. sleep.</title><content type='html'>Dammit. I am back to work T____T&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i do not like my job anymore :/&lt;br /&gt;And I will not talk about it any further, full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aE4ePmI/AAAAAAAAA14/ITYNArdITpA/s1600-h/P3130019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aE4ePmI/AAAAAAAAA14/ITYNArdITpA/s400/P3130019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315720254353981026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1 Singapore trip. You don't see that kinda view in sg that often, so must take pictures. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aeLc5vI/AAAAAAAAA2A/ZIum_W8Aqak/s1600-h/s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aeLc5vI/AAAAAAAAA2A/ZIum_W8Aqak/s400/s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315720261144471282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2 Ohh.. This Bugis market is love (must google the picture and show it to you guys ;p ). Die die must shop there cuz the clothes damn cheap. But not after converting to ringgit wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aIp82rI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0aHS_2Drvkg/s1600-h/P3150116.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aQthiQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ivDsODG6iJs/s1600-h/P3210040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aQthiQI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ivDsODG6iJs/s400/P3210040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315720257529284866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3 A gift from my aunt from her Vietnam trip. I loveeeee this pair of straw slippers cause it is so comfy. And the pink flowers damn cute okay. I am basically wearing it to everywhere now, go dinner, shopping, cinema and even yumchar =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU8T4oyfII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/E4uLy4YmO5Q/s1600-h/P3210023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU8T4oyfII/AAAAAAAAA2Q/E4uLy4YmO5Q/s400/P3210023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315721247499385986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4 I am broke because of you T___T But i do not regret ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aIp82rI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0aHS_2Drvkg/s1600-h/P3150116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aIp82rI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0aHS_2Drvkg/s400/P3150116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315720255366814386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#5 Celebrating Abby's birthday on the day when I was back from Sg. Damn tired but still need to shout here and there in the party =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7Z2rxTwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/c-JaczNoVQU/s1600-h/P3150133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7Z2rxTwI/AAAAAAAAA1o/c-JaczNoVQU/s400/P3150133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315720250542608130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#6 Forgotten to buy the card so have to write on the paper bag. Sorry Abby, but nevermind. Haha, save paper is like saving trees mar ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScVJh8myDLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/UKFsl_EbAsU/s1600-h/P3200026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScVJh8myDLI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/UKFsl_EbAsU/s400/P3200026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315735782734040242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#7 Had this super hot and spicy tom yum in a Thai Restaurant with the bf yesterday. If you wanna see more pictures go to his page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScVJo9o5C1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/_w1j43TWt2c/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScVJo9o5C1I/AAAAAAAAA2o/_w1j43TWt2c/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315735903270406994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#8 Okay, needless to say, I camwhored ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Dowan to put too many pictures. Enough for tonight. Hehe XOXO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6703967001069535686?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6703967001069535686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6703967001069535686&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6703967001069535686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6703967001069535686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/03/eat-work-play-sleep.html' title='eat. work. play. sleep.'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/ScU7aE4ePmI/AAAAAAAAA14/ITYNArdITpA/s72-c/P3130019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-616234716092203953</id><published>2009-03-09T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:13:23.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so free now, lols. Damn long never get this feeling already ;p&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at home doing nothing, holding the tv remote since this morning, and watch the tv series non stop like an auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am actually in Singapore right now ;p muahahaha. So happy to be here, work is no more in my mind. I need this terriblly, cause I am starting to feel like my work is killing my soul T___T Seriously, the projects are like sucking the oxygen from my throat day by day and making me die slowly there. Haha ok im not good in metaphoring. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I arranged my mandate leave in March. So I have got 5 days off from work! *happy sighhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, I have no idea what to do here actually =.= Anyone got any suggestion what is nice in Singapore? haha.. Or maybe I should just sit here in my sister's house for the whole week, so that i will not have to use my brain throughout the holiday. lols ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-616234716092203953?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/616234716092203953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=616234716092203953&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/616234716092203953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/616234716092203953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/03/holiday-d.html' title='holiday :D'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6316086942541788693</id><published>2009-02-27T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T02:04:58.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling tipsy now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from MOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I dont know why I feel like updating something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  I cant even write in a full sentence =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like my head is gonna explode soon T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay really got to sleep. Got tonnes of work to be done tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, happy birthday Jeff!! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6316086942541788693?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6316086942541788693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6316086942541788693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6316086942541788693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6316086942541788693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-feeling-tipsy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-233655952481788872</id><published>2009-02-19T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T22:00:01.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to die for love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Omgomgomg... I am in love with this vintage gold casio watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZwNJ67oD0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/cQBxwL5jug0/s1600-h/DB-360G-9ADF-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZwNJ67oD0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/cQBxwL5jug0/s400/DB-360G-9ADF-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304128925224931138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Biar semiskin manapun, I must must must get it!! lols ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cool okay. Haha but sadly it is not being sold in our country T___T why they treat us like that? *huge sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, I am going to Singapore next month :DD Muahaha.. So I am definitely getting it. Die die also must purchase it. If cannot find it in Spore, then I guess I will just get it from eBay. Nyehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-233655952481788872?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/233655952481788872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=233655952481788872&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/233655952481788872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/233655952481788872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/02/to-die-for-love.html' title='to die for love'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZwNJ67oD0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/cQBxwL5jug0/s72-c/DB-360G-9ADF-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2630737360675294219</id><published>2009-02-18T20:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T07:33:43.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day with black</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZwAIIPckMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0qnbP4gyCn4/s1600-h/18-02-09_1927a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZwAIIPckMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0qnbP4gyCn4/s400/18-02-09_1927a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304114600786825410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Took the picture when we went to klcc for lunch. And lepak around cuz don't feel like wanna go back to work so fast. Hehe anyway must release some stress during lunch time mar ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For no reason, I decided to wear all black to work today. lols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might scare away all my colleagues but that's okay. Haha then I will have less work to do ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2630737360675294219?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2630737360675294219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2630737360675294219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2630737360675294219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2630737360675294219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-with-black.html' title='a day with black'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZwAIIPckMI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/0qnbP4gyCn4/s72-c/18-02-09_1927a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6371932417678756670</id><published>2009-02-16T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:05:21.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yayyyy im uber happy with my valentines day gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6371932417678756670?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6371932417678756670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6371932417678756670&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6371932417678756670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6371932417678756670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/02/yayyyy-im-uber-happy-with-my-valentines.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2971874316783343411</id><published>2009-02-14T14:37:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:28:25.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you happy or lonely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry if my title seem to be a lil bit mean. Haha but that's the truth. V Day is the day that you'll either being filled with love or feel damn lonely. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Valentines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥ Day people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not giving any comment about this special day anymore ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from last weekend in Luna Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRF5P4CI/AAAAAAAAAzo/HHL975baa6w/s1600-h/n710122252_1454807_9506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRF5P4CI/AAAAAAAAAzo/HHL975baa6w/s400/n710122252_1454807_9506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302544652171206690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRIAYWXI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ZU50DMLQCiM/s1600-h/n710122252_1458904_6970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRIAYWXI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ZU50DMLQCiM/s400/n710122252_1458904_6970.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302544652737993074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZuiFQC-4I/AAAAAAAAA04/6E_Wded3IGU/s1600-h/n710122252_1459056_119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZuiFQC-4I/AAAAAAAAA04/6E_Wded3IGU/s400/n710122252_1459056_119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302547143079426946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsxo2T27I/AAAAAAAAA0o/ONnRCQVepyw/s1600-h/n710122252_1459001_7261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsxo2T27I/AAAAAAAAA0o/ONnRCQVepyw/s400/n710122252_1459001_7261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302545211309939634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsxdUSMsI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_2LwLeaGLAw/s1600-h/n710122252_1459075_4749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsxdUSMsI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_2LwLeaGLAw/s400/n710122252_1459075_4749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302545208214434498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsxRKCVYI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/kfXRYnwhFUM/s1600-h/n710122252_1458981_9487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsxRKCVYI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/kfXRYnwhFUM/s400/n710122252_1458981_9487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302545204950226306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRTEFoOI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Cl1lDi6wCgc/s1600-h/n710122252_1458973_5057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRTEFoOI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Cl1lDi6wCgc/s400/n710122252_1458973_5057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302544655706333410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brian, if you're reading please get jealous because you cant be here with us ;p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRIAYWXI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ZU50DMLQCiM/s1600-h/n710122252_1458904_6970.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&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/1736557566583527437-2971874316783343411?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2971874316783343411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2971874316783343411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2971874316783343411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2971874316783343411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/02/are-you-happy-or-lonely.html' title='are you happy or lonely?'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SZZsRF5P4CI/AAAAAAAAAzo/HHL975baa6w/s72-c/n710122252_1454807_9506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6544929732870687300</id><published>2009-02-08T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T12:19:35.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin talk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I didn't care much about my skin and complexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until a few weeks ago when i was back in Ipoh, my mum keep on nagging me about how screwed up my face is T___T And even my dad was saying the same thing. You see, when mum say it, i don't feel the impact yet. But when my dad commented, okay that is it =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aihhh, I am a lazy person in fact. The truth is, I only clean my face twice a day, but hardly put on any toner, moisturizer, sun screen, eye cream, and bla bla bla... Actually, I have all those products cuz my mum will always make sure that I have it. But I am just too lazy to use it and it will end up reaching its expiry date. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I usually do is just cover up my face with lots of make ups if I need to. Which end up it is just a temporary solution and will only make my skin worse. Sigh, why am I so cruel to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now whenever I look at the mirror I dont feel good about my skin anymore. Realizing that I am actually ageing *sigh sigh sigh*, I really need to do something to save my screwed up face before its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yesterday I went out  for some shopping and spent a whole lot on this facial care stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see whether it works or not. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6544929732870687300?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6544929732870687300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6544929732870687300&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6544929732870687300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6544929732870687300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/02/skin-talk.html' title='Skin talk'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3936120147121575205</id><published>2009-02-05T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:53:41.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy moo moo year everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year holiday was super awesome, cuz i get to take leave for 4 days, which means i was back to work on Tuesday ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my family, it is very unusual to see everyone home cuz my sister and brothers are mostly out of country.  But for this Chinese New Year it's so great to see that everyone's back. We even felt the house was too packed cuz all of us are home =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY I love my er ge!! The reason is - he left me his mini theatre set before his flight to Burmingham :D Okayla its not actually a theatre set, but there is this mini tv, plus the mini micro dvd theater set ( i don't know whats the exact name actually) and its with two mini speakers thing. So, i guess they form a set of mini theater! ;p lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love my da ge for fixing my phone for FREE :P:P Maklumla my phone damn cheapskate wan always die T____T Then da ge will bring it to his friend's shop and fix it for free, plus bring back extra batteries, charger and everything. Muahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my da jie too!! Because of all the free clothes that i get from her ;p LOL. She brought back so many clothes from US for the whole family. Hmm so nice if i can live there so that i can shop like her ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhh sounds like I'm really materialistic for loving my family members just because of the things that they gave me =_____= lol. Hahaha nola, I love my younger brother too, for letting me bully you without any condition. And my parents of course, for everything :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my room is so cool now with the tv set. Nyehehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am actually watching American Idol Season 8 (omg i didn realize there's so many season already =.=) on tv now while typing this ;p And it is so nice to know that when I am back home after work I get to on the tv and watch some Desperate Housewife kinda drama *big wet eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, apart from that my room is still full with my lapsap =____= The luggages, unopened shopping bags, boxes, and more bags and bags and bags. So basically I have no chance to walk properly in my room cuz i need to jump here and there avoiding the things on the floor.  And I cannot even open the wardrobe's door cuz the things are on their way. I know how bad it is, so i shall put this as a part of my resolution which is to clean my room. lol ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and talking about resolution, in my office we had a cny resolution which was to make our desk/cubicle clean and paperless. Clean i mean no paper shall be seen on our desk not even one sheet of it =.= It was really hard cuz documents are what we work with everyday and everyminute. So everytime we finish using a document, we need to chuck it back into our drawers =.= Haha i mean keep it properly into our drawers or cupboards. Hmm.. funny resolution though, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit why am I nagging so much T__T getting old already omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3936120147121575205?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3936120147121575205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3936120147121575205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3936120147121575205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3936120147121575205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/02/friday.html' title='Friday!!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2494853876668665734</id><published>2009-01-23T07:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:38:00.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes the Boss will never understand how hard or complicated the work is until she put herself in my position.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2494853876668665734?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2494853876668665734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2494853876668665734&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2494853876668665734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2494853876668665734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/01/shit-at-work.html' title='shit at work'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7412555299812533384</id><published>2009-01-17T23:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:33:37.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired. exhausted. all worn-out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So i went to the bazaar yesterday. Nothing much though, bit of disappointment. Maybe I just cannot be in a crowded place, and the hall is really small and full of girls grabbing clothes like it is really cheap =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I am currently working for approximately 11 to 12 hours a day. Shit. Being in project can really make me go exhausted like hell everyday. I always wonder how come I end up in project management, and not the things that I studied. But anyway, I really love what my job requires me to do. At least I think I will never get bored with it cuz there are always different challanges in managing a project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have one project on hand, things are normal. Everything will go on schedule, and the quality of the deliverables are good. We will even have time to chit chat and talk nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are two projects going on, everyone goes serious. No more stupid nonsense conversation, no more doing things slowly. But still okay, we can still manage to be on schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are three projects on hand, time is a bit tight. Still can cope, but will work a bit slow as we have to be more careful and not to screw the things up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When there are more than three, basically there will be fourth one, fifth, and sixth coming, then we are screwed. Everyone will be bugging us about when is our project going to go live, where is the output, whether can we meet the deadlines, and bla bla bla.. We will start to go confuse, mix up things from different projects, and sometimes I even try to stop going to toilet so often cuz it is a waste of time =___= lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after every hard work, it feels so good to see the output :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends became so precious for me. And my sleeping time too, I cannot work without sufficient sleep. lol. I will to do things wrongly or can't even remember what people say to me few seconds ago if I have not enough sleep at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay time to end the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-7412555299812533384?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7412555299812533384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7412555299812533384&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7412555299812533384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7412555299812533384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/01/tired-exhausted-all-worn-out.html' title='tired. exhausted. all worn-out.'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4052777437358479821</id><published>2009-01-06T23:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T01:07:01.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of me and my addiction</title><content type='html'>Life's a bitch. So why don't I just ignore everything, and pretend like nothing's happening. This can actually make my life easier. Hmmmm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SWeEKA07_LI/AAAAAAAAAzY/P2PQUEyeyuU/s1600-h/tic_absolute_bazaar_online_flyer_std.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SWeEKA07_LI/AAAAAAAAAzY/P2PQUEyeyuU/s400/tic_absolute_bazaar_online_flyer_std.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289341594925530290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check this out. Anyone interested? ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg.. I soooooo wanna go shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4052777437358479821?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4052777437358479821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4052777437358479821&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4052777437358479821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4052777437358479821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/01/of-me-and-my-addiction.html' title='of me and my addiction'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SWeEKA07_LI/AAAAAAAAAzY/P2PQUEyeyuU/s72-c/tic_absolute_bazaar_online_flyer_std.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3917024693808405298</id><published>2009-01-04T23:24:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T21:41:19.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Trip Down Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Uhhhh... I feel productive at work today ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday ended miraculously fast, and luckily everything went right on path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend was awesome. But I don't know why I am so broke now =____= Urrgh money is not easy to earn at all. No new year countdown for me this year, cuz I dont wanna be one of the victim of new year. In the end me and the bf ended up watching fireworks in the car while we were on our way back home. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, 2008 has been a very different year. It ended so fast that i don't think i could even catch up with things now. *gasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not a student anymore. I moved out from Cyberjaya, and ended up alone in PJ. Alone as in no more crazy housemates, no more roomates. It is sad, but it is the truth, and eventually I need to grow up, and accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky that I did enjoy my student life last time. I am glad that I actually did a lot of crazy stuff with my crazy bunch of friends. I will never regret it because we will never get a chance to do it again. The experience of it is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, being a student is always happier than working. So who dare to complain about how sucky being a student is, i am so going to bitchslap you, seriously =______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of crazy things happened through the year actually. A lot of decisions were made, and a lot of things changed in my life. I even had the chance to feel what it is like to be jobless *lol. How often can you get this kinda chance? haha ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my 2008 has been bad actually. But I believe that there is always something good behind the bad ones. And bad things aren't suppose to be remembered, so I am not going to tell any further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Maybe for the next 2010 new year, i should read this back and see whether my life gets better or not. And ermmm my resolution list is too long to be listed here. lol. So i will just keep it to myself and make sure that at least half of it is achievable ;p Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this post is getting too long =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy 2009 everyone!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; *xoxo &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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/1736557566583527437-3917024693808405298?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3917024693808405298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3917024693808405298&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3917024693808405298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3917024693808405298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2009/01/trip-down-memory-lane.html' title='A Trip Down Memory Lane'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4502576041573643471</id><published>2008-12-30T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T22:12:23.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boo! Sorry cuz i went missing for a while ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, merry xmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happy new year!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay damn tired. Bye =___=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4502576041573643471?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4502576041573643471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4502576041573643471&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4502576041573643471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4502576041573643471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/12/boo-sorry-cuz-i-went-missing-for-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2091297946484123315</id><published>2008-12-19T21:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T13:23:57.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Monday to Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I feel like my brain is not mine right now =___= I know, what the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday night after work, I sort of get traumatized by the housemate's incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night after work, I had a harsh conversation with the maxis customer service person. The condition was like... If you don't give me a solution now I will never step away from your counter. And that scares her, but it worked cuz I got what I want at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, i thought that everything is going to be good, no more stupid unforeseen incident, no more surprises, and i can't bear any shocking things anymore. So the next thing that I know is, I got sick T_____T omg working with a physically sick body is not easy at all. At that moment, I felt like my bones were aching like hell and like they were gonna fall anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Wednesday night, I ended up in a clinic =.= I knew it. After all those emotional things going around me, plus the overflowed information into my brain from work, I knew this was coming. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there goes my Thursday and Friday. I basically slept for the whole two days without having to worry about anything. The only reason for me to wake up is to consume the food and medicine =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm a little bit worried about next Monday. Hmm will have to catch up with everything that i missed :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what I went through to get a Friday. Hope yours is better than mine :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2091297946484123315?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2091297946484123315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2091297946484123315&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2091297946484123315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2091297946484123315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-monday-to-friday.html' title='My Monday to Friday'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7071861633146553778</id><published>2008-12-15T21:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:23:13.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do i need a reason to say THANK YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to say this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate just got her handbag snatched outside my house a while ago. The point is she told me she was walking few meters behind me only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(but i didn't realize that cuz i usually walk very fast)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds harsh to her that i'm feeling thankful. But i can't help it. When she run towards me and told me this, the first thing in my mind was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK GOD IT WASN'T ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so near that i could have been the victim if it wasn't her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. I am sounding like a selfish bitch now. But I offered all the help that i could. The moment she thanked me, i actually felt awful that this is happening to her =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so sudden that I couldn't imagine what if it happens to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, thank god it wasn't me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please don't ever make this happen to me, AND everyone around me *prays hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-7071861633146553778?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7071861633146553778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7071861633146553778&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7071861633146553778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7071861633146553778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/12/shit-happens.html' title='shit happens'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-717551993065870303</id><published>2008-12-13T17:55:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:16:42.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because it's Saturday!!</title><content type='html'>Omg, i finally feel like a human back after sleeping for the whole day. Haha working is nice, but having not enough sleep everyday is bad. Erm okay.. why did i described working as nice wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahh.. sometimes people with big mouth is really irritating. It iritates me when you don't know anything but you still wanna tell the over exaggerated story to everyone. As if you know the truth bitch. And then the story will keep on continue, with more and more things added. When it comes back to me, wahhh when i hear it my mouth really drop till dunno where lorrr =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm okay that was just some rambling. I want to do some shopping. After so long, i have never really been out to a mall for a real shopping already *HUGE gasp. Even if i have free time now, i would rather sit in front of my laptop than dragging my ass out to a mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually went to our pc fair yesterday after work. Didn't plan to go at first, but eventually i will pass by the convention center everyday so why not have a peep inside. But dammit it was a wrong decision to go in =.= damn a lot of people and the minute i wanna turn and go back out the guard was like "ini pintu tak boleh keluar ar" So i had to walk one whole big round and walk pass their Hall 1,2,3,4,5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which were also full of crazy people)&lt;/span&gt; to go back out. Nearly die kena pijak inside T___T Hmm well i did manage to get few things in good deal from the fair also la. Haha so we're even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends. Hope that our christmas party will be fun :( Cause i really need this, for the sake of.... ermm... the present? =.= Okay sorry. I need this cause i love u guys =__= omg noway. I need this cause i wanna let my brain to stop thinking about work. Haha crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i love Charles and Keith. But why the hell are they overpricing their stuffs here?! Seriously the Charles &amp;amp; Keith in Singapore is like &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pasar malam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; okay =___= Hmm cannot compare la maybe because they have a lot of branches there, but ours is the one and only *sigh. Must tahan from buying anything there cuz my sister will surely call me an idiot for buying it in Malaysia. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SUOTNSiA1cI/AAAAAAAAAys/w94qUSrcGHY/s1600-h/13-11-08_1718a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SUOTNSiA1cI/AAAAAAAAAys/w94qUSrcGHY/s400/13-11-08_1718a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279225044730435010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay fine. I am busy, but i still do camwhore okay ;p I cannot simply let things around me stop what i love and stop what i usually do *xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-717551993065870303?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/717551993065870303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=717551993065870303&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/717551993065870303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/717551993065870303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/12/because-its-saturday.html' title='because it&apos;s Saturday!!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SUOTNSiA1cI/AAAAAAAAAys/w94qUSrcGHY/s72-c/13-11-08_1718a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8722017319103725871</id><published>2008-12-08T19:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:23:48.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary</title><content type='html'>Job: okay still can cope, but need more time to get use of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager: nice, but can't judge her yet, cuz she is not revealing her true color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues: very nice, but i can already sense there are some office politics among them =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend: GOOD, as how often can u get a holiday on Monday? hahaha... so i must say that its good no matter how bad it is ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay going for movie now. Weeeee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;wait.. can someone tell me why is my shoutbox full of adverts?!???! wtf =____=&lt;br /&gt;shooo shhooo~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8722017319103725871?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8722017319103725871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8722017319103725871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8722017319103725871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8722017319103725871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/12/summary.html' title='summary'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3422418792597017007</id><published>2008-12-01T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:18:48.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you wanna know what this post is about, view this &lt;a href="http://abbyheng.blogspot.com/2008/11/mask.html"&gt;PAGE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And make sure you read the comments =.=&lt;br /&gt;Dammit now i know all my friends like to kutuk me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a picture that can make me laugh my ass off one okay. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/STPvvJtpgtI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/I69ooNoXFbw/s1600-h/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/STPvvJtpgtI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/I69ooNoXFbw/s400/IMG_1144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274823181921256146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stop laughing also when i see this picture of the two of you =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3422418792597017007?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3422418792597017007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3422418792597017007&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3422418792597017007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3422418792597017007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-wanna-know-what-is-this-post.html' title='revenge'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/STPvvJtpgtI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/I69ooNoXFbw/s72-c/IMG_1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6860184593081589663</id><published>2008-11-27T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:13:01.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i have a job</title><content type='html'>I love my job, FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(emphasize that its for now first because i don't know whether i will still love it or not in the future ;p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is only the 4th day, but it's actually very tiring. Well, every job is tiring =.= so please shut up pink *self slap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm they have got this company's annual dinner tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And shit i don't know what to wear =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like all of them are quite excited about it, except for me. Cuz i don't know whats going on =.= lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm okay. Thats all i can say about my job for now. I am so tired and i'm looking at my bed. But i cant sleep yet cuz need to go yumchar  T_____T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6860184593081589663?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6860184593081589663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6860184593081589663&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6860184593081589663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6860184593081589663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/because-i-have-job.html' title='because i have a job'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4251388284917067906</id><published>2008-11-26T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:49:26.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because being a man is much more easier</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SS1R0xGEB9I/AAAAAAAAAuA/nmOD2Jtm_7g/s1600-h/You+Style+It_Androgyny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SS1R0xGEB9I/AAAAAAAAAuA/nmOD2Jtm_7g/s400/You+Style+It_Androgyny.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272960705694533586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Men's singlet from Forever 21.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like getting it. lol&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I know I'm always with f21 =.= And I know you guys are fed up of my post about f21 already. I'm not even 21 anymore *HUGE  gasp. But my office is just beside Pavillion. Haha can you even blame me for this?  ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;xoxo&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/1736557566583527437-4251388284917067906?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4251388284917067906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4251388284917067906&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4251388284917067906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4251388284917067906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/because-being-man-is-much-more-easier.html' title='because being a man is much more easier'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SS1R0xGEB9I/AAAAAAAAAuA/nmOD2Jtm_7g/s72-c/You+Style+It_Androgyny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5476692675314834263</id><published>2008-11-20T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T23:13:44.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i am not cool enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay. Nothing much, my fingers are just itchy, so just wanna post something here ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading people's blog, including those whom i have never seen before or those that i don't even know who the hell they are. And i do secretly stalk some of them&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ermm i mean their blogs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, secretly admiring their pictures, and secretly save it as a bookmark in my firefox so that i can stalk them. LOL haha sounds scary. hmm okay that's not my point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is, i see a lot of girls calling themselves or their girlfriends using the first alphabert of the name =_____= like what the characters in GG being called. Example S for Serena, B for Blair, V for Vanessa, and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dont get me wrong. I dont think those are cool okay. Ermmm i mean.... it's cool if you have what they have =.= But i was just wondering what will it sound like if me and my girlfriends do that hehehe *evil face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;. OMG damn tak jadi laa ok haahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P sounds like.... PEE! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(the one when u go to the loo) &lt;/span&gt;=_____________________=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you drag it, sounds worse PEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! =_________________=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHAHA *rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay my girlfriends turn. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Abby&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Angel &lt;/span&gt;are both &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;'s! *pengsan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? Hmm... Then maybe I should put&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; A1&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A2 &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHA or you guys prefer &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TallA&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ShortA&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(babe, i'm sure you know which one you are ;p) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL haahaha okla its just a joke. Unless we are as cool as those in GG then we will think of doing that laa ;p And we do have our own nicks already hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said. Got to work on Monday already. Say bye to my laziness T________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5476692675314834263?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5476692675314834263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5476692675314834263&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5476692675314834263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5476692675314834263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/because-i-am-not-cool-enough.html' title='because i am not cool enough'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-852643781837585690</id><published>2008-11-18T18:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T19:14:40.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. u won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost. fuck off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-852643781837585690?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/852643781837585690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=852643781837585690&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/852643781837585690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/852643781837585690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8093590031713319903</id><published>2008-11-17T15:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:40:39.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i was in a mall</title><content type='html'>Last week i went to the mall alone. Don't get me wrong, not because i am a loner, but because i had something to do in HLA building which is right beside Pavillion. So, i ended up wasting my free time there ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i figured that I'm not going to purchase anything on that day actually. So what i did was just trying on all the clothes that i like without looking at the price tag! Haha It is always fun, but it's just sad that i can't bring any of them home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEi7oS4LbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/wxmOyDdcXPc/s1600-h/14-11-08_1350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEi7oS4LbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/wxmOyDdcXPc/s400/14-11-08_1350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269531446824414642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#1  ohhh its pink! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEpgW7JQ_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/eHC8kot8pY8/s1600-h/14-11-08_1351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEpgW7JQ_I/AAAAAAAAAtg/eHC8kot8pY8/s400/14-11-08_1351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269538674886394866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#2  I can feel the pain even without trying it on *oouchh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEi7d_kH5I/AAAAAAAAAtA/xVmu_QgqZNc/s1600-h/14-11-08_1408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEi7d_kH5I/AAAAAAAAAtA/xVmu_QgqZNc/s400/14-11-08_1408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269531444059053970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#3  Cannot.. very girl next door. so not me =.= lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEgaxcex0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/svsMoyqKOI8/s1600-h/14-11-08_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEgaxcex0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/svsMoyqKOI8/s400/14-11-08_1503.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269528683321673538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#4  Ohh i like this one. hehe its actually a top, but too long that i can make it a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEgbecXedI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Upd923VRJS8/s1600-h/14-11-08_1448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEgbecXedI/AAAAAAAAAsg/Upd923VRJS8/s400/14-11-08_1448.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269528695400790482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#6  Very Serena. Can you see that i am actually holding the back of the dress? Cuz the smallest size is still too big for me =.= But that's a good thing. if it fits i think i am gonna steal it back already ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEgbJ42HwI/AAAAAAAAAsY/EI-8tkSVACA/s1600-h/14-11-08_1414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEgbJ42HwI/AAAAAAAAAsY/EI-8tkSVACA/s400/14-11-08_1414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269528689883094786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#7  I like the color of this dress! So simple and comfy,  you don't feel like taking it off. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSE_CxrQGOI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XtfdkY-lGvw/s1600-h/14-11-08_1504a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSE_CxrQGOI/AAAAAAAAAt4/XtfdkY-lGvw/s400/14-11-08_1504a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269562355927226594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#8 I effing love this flouncy flower skirt! But it actually looks weird on me sigh. My butt is like three times bigger wearing it. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSE6nnQjg2I/AAAAAAAAAto/sPXdqPO_tFw/s1600-h/light4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSE6nnQjg2I/AAAAAAAAAto/sPXdqPO_tFw/s400/light4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269557491227919202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summore i saw it on &lt;a href="http://karlascloset.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karla&lt;/a&gt;. The skirt looks damn good on her, but not me wtf =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSE9W5K0aMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/TF2w22i-x5E/s1600-h/14-11-08_1541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSE9W5K0aMI/AAAAAAAAAtw/TF2w22i-x5E/s400/14-11-08_1541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269560502512806082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;#9  Not from f21, this little pink dress is really pretty. But again its too big for me, might fall down anytime if i walk with the dress *huge gasp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats all. This is how people like me waste my time ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love trying them on, it doesn't cost a penny while you get to be pretty for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8093590031713319903?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8093590031713319903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8093590031713319903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8093590031713319903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8093590031713319903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/because-im-in-mall.html' title='because i was in a mall'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SSEi7oS4LbI/AAAAAAAAAtI/wxmOyDdcXPc/s72-c/14-11-08_1350.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-3974197912986594420</id><published>2008-11-13T21:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T20:24:59.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because i have 10 random things to say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1&lt;/span&gt; I am basically starting to enjoy my life without a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt; Went Genting twice in a month. Hmm can you imagine how free am i now? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3&lt;/span&gt; Damn sick of going for interviews but still, no choice. Can't be depending on my dad too long =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4&lt;/span&gt; I can't wait for my online purchases to arrive, though i know that it takes 20 days to reach :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5&lt;/span&gt; I have a new hobby, which is reading manga online. Currently reading the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bitter Virgin&lt;/span&gt;, i know the name sounds like its some porno shit. But trust me, its good. You might cry reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#6&lt;/span&gt; I am currently reading Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince. I know its not the latest one, but i was too stingy to spend 100 bucks on the book so i waited until it is discounted then i bought it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#7&lt;/span&gt; Ohh that day when i was in an interview with a bank, I wrote one of my hobby as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt; in the application form =.= Then the interviewer was kinda like tak percaya someone like me got read one meh. Haha he keep on asking me what i read la, whos my favourite writer la... And i cant believe i answered Sophie Kinsella (cuz her books are really damn good) =_______= wtf i should have at least say that i read something more educational la. Hmm nevermind, ended up he was laughing and said his wife is crazy about her books too. lol.. Hahaha but seriously i love reading ok ;p Luckily i never answer him i read a lot of manga. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#8&lt;/span&gt; Okay I wanna talk about Gossip Girl now. I don't know what you guys think, but I realize that Serena and Blair are getting more and more boring in the series :( No more surprises about them. But on the other way round, our Little Jenny is showing out her true color! Haha I'm starting to like her LOL. Cuz at first i hated her without a reason. She changed her hairstyle and ohh she's so hot now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRwsm5Hy6oI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6bRVVtBoBmA/s1600-h/Little+J_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRwsm5Hy6oI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6bRVVtBoBmA/s400/Little+J_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268134710796806786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9&lt;/span&gt; My laptop is dying soon T___T wtf. Even the dvd burner is not functioning properly anymore. How can i live without it?!?! *long sighhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#10&lt;/span&gt; I am going shopping alone tomorrow /boo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-3974197912986594420?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/3974197912986594420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=3974197912986594420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3974197912986594420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/3974197912986594420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='because i have 10 random things to say'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRwsm5Hy6oI/AAAAAAAAAr4/6bRVVtBoBmA/s72-c/Little+J_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4552284861442019408</id><published>2008-11-11T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:44:20.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>please tell me things are gonna be okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRm7Df0m_QI/AAAAAAAAArQ/upI0g8lE9R8/s1600-h/11-11-08_1733a+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRm7Df0m_QI/AAAAAAAAArQ/upI0g8lE9R8/s400/11-11-08_1733a+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267446907942665474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arrghhh *pengsan*&lt;br /&gt;i just had the scariest day ever =______=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4552284861442019408?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4552284861442019408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4552284861442019408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4552284861442019408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4552284861442019408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/please-tell-me-things-are-gonna-be-okay.html' title='please tell me things are gonna be okay'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRm7Df0m_QI/AAAAAAAAArQ/upI0g8lE9R8/s72-c/11-11-08_1733a+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4333440997568408455</id><published>2008-11-06T20:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:49:16.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was applying for  job online a while ago,&lt;br /&gt;and i had to write some short essays again =___=&lt;br /&gt;i was so blank, so what i did was asking for bf's help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bf can help me think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pink says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe what you would consider one of your greatest non-academic achievements and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;||| Bryan 布莱恩 ||| says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubbing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=________=&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know that's the greatest achievement that i have&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4333440997568408455?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4333440997568408455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4333440997568408455&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4333440997568408455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4333440997568408455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/was-applying-for-job-online-while-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2881177991760142913</id><published>2008-11-05T02:16:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:19:25.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camwhore craziness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRm-lGRQwHI/AAAAAAAAArg/napYJrNIUpg/s1600-h/30-10-08_0002c+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRm-lGRQwHI/AAAAAAAAArg/napYJrNIUpg/s400/30-10-08_0002c+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267450783733956722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;life is full of ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;so does camwhoring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2881177991760142913?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2881177991760142913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2881177991760142913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2881177991760142913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2881177991760142913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/11/cam-whore-craziness.html' title='camwhore craziness'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SRm-lGRQwHI/AAAAAAAAArg/napYJrNIUpg/s72-c/30-10-08_0002c+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7710193732165767359</id><published>2008-10-30T22:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T01:08:12.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say goodbye and don't look back</title><content type='html'>arrghhh fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just rejected the one time opportunity to my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because of some stupid reason that i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my heart aches like hell now =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit why do we always have to make choices in our life?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye dream job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye bursa malaysia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye london&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T______T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-7710193732165767359?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7710193732165767359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7710193732165767359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7710193732165767359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7710193732165767359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/say-bye-and-dont-look-back.html' title='say goodbye and don&apos;t look back'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6851014712812443354</id><published>2008-10-29T21:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:35:11.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lmao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i laughed my ass off when i saw this picture =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQhqbGxV3iI/AAAAAAAAAq4/12FS-1iT11w/s1600-h/IMG_1890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQhqbGxV3iI/AAAAAAAAAq4/12FS-1iT11w/s400/IMG_1890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262573178489003554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I found it in Abby's blog. Anyway, it was Cherk's creation and it was DAMN long ago. We bought the fruits for some party thing, and then realized that we do not know how to cut it =.= So ended up Cherk was the one cutting it and he was in the kitchen damn long ok. LOL but still, it didnt last long cuz it ended up in our stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a cute attempt of him to make all of us laugh. And now i miss those time when we were in Cyber T_____T&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/1736557566583527437-6851014712812443354?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6851014712812443354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6851014712812443354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6851014712812443354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6851014712812443354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/lmao.html' title='lmao'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQhqbGxV3iI/AAAAAAAAAq4/12FS-1iT11w/s72-c/IMG_1890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-941736602191633346</id><published>2008-10-27T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:28:34.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of boredom and loneliness,</title><content type='html'>we decided to go genting ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeee~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-941736602191633346?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/941736602191633346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=941736602191633346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/941736602191633346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/941736602191633346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-boredom-and-loneliness.html' title='of boredom and loneliness,'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-421699715933443239</id><published>2008-10-26T00:58:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:08:07.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nobody has to know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it feels like i'm struggling alone.&lt;br /&gt;maybe its time for me to stop this.&lt;br /&gt;and act like nothing is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&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/1736557566583527437-421699715933443239?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/421699715933443239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=421699715933443239&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/421699715933443239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/421699715933443239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-feels-like-im-struggling-alone.html' title='nobody has to know'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5627994286749610224</id><published>2008-10-23T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:03:47.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pink is love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My ipod is pink!! hahaha omg i totally abused it. I'm so sorry but it looks a lot cuter now ok. lol :p It took me like... few hours to stick the pink furry thing on my ipod =.= and i did it while i was watching tvb. hahaha I'm so proud of myself now LOL. I've been using it for more than two years, and its full of scratches now, thats the reason I'm covering it. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQCNYaLJifI/AAAAAAAAAp8/juQVh5lPxjc/s1600-h/23-10-08_1512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQCNYaLJifI/AAAAAAAAAp8/juQVh5lPxjc/s400/23-10-08_1512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260359815251200498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQCNYi7AhhI/AAAAAAAAAqE/UWmRy22h7ok/s1600-h/23-10-08_1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQCNYi7AhhI/AAAAAAAAAqE/UWmRy22h7ok/s400/23-10-08_1517.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260359817599419922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh so cute! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQCNYpR0dCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NgAgYIjH5fc/s1600-h/23-10-08_1524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 350px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQCNYpR0dCI/AAAAAAAAAqM/NgAgYIjH5fc/s400/23-10-08_1524.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260359819305710626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohh those pictures. I actually took those pictures while i was in an interview session. Haha.. I was waiting for the manager to give me his second interview. And i know im not suppose to do that,but i waited for more than an hour in the meeting room alone! Ggrrr... I can't just sit there and do nothing. Haha i think if the manager suddenly come in, sure he will be like.. ish perempuan ni, where can hire wan.. like this also can camwhore! =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rofl!&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/1736557566583527437-5627994286749610224?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5627994286749610224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5627994286749610224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5627994286749610224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5627994286749610224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/pink-is-love.html' title='pink is love'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SQCNYaLJifI/AAAAAAAAAp8/juQVh5lPxjc/s72-c/23-10-08_1512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-830804958836715833</id><published>2008-10-22T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:39:35.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OTH</title><content type='html'>I have always been watching One Tree Hill since i was in my school time. The series is now on their sixth season, and it is still as unpredictable as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh Brooke Davis is always so pretty, and Lucas Scott is always so cute :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SP8p-MpJjMI/AAAAAAAAAp0/o66gBomrKfo/s1600-h/One.Tree.Hill.S06E06.HDTV.XviD-iDontLikeFQM.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SP8p-MpJjMI/AAAAAAAAAp0/o66gBomrKfo/s400/One.Tree.Hill.S06E06.HDTV.XviD-iDontLikeFQM.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259969038314474690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm.. I hate my internet connection!! I can only do one thing at a time. If i wanna surf the net, i cant download. And if i wanna download, i cant surf the net. Can't someone be greedy and wanna do two things at once =___= Stupid Streamyx. How to download One Tree Hill like that? Gggrrrrr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-830804958836715833?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/830804958836715833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=830804958836715833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/830804958836715833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/830804958836715833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/oth.html' title='OTH'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SP8p-MpJjMI/AAAAAAAAAp0/o66gBomrKfo/s72-c/One.Tree.Hill.S06E06.HDTV.XviD-iDontLikeFQM.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-1355979704854676604</id><published>2008-10-21T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:00:52.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not my week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've got unknown rashes all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf T_____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the doctor can't tell whats the reason of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-1355979704854676604?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/1355979704854676604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=1355979704854676604&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1355979704854676604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1355979704854676604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/not-my-week.html' title='not my week'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5785078098559157348</id><published>2008-10-20T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:30:50.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm such a slave to cute cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPyhuXwic9I/AAAAAAAAApc/U6Ne0XDV_3Y/s1600-h/lego+batman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPyhuXwic9I/AAAAAAAAApc/U6Ne0XDV_3Y/s400/lego+batman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259256282885551058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see that? Omg, Lego Batman is so damn cute ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I am soo addicted to this game now. I even forced bf to google up for me on how to pass the certain stages LOL :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay will shut up here and continue playing the game now. hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-5785078098559157348?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5785078098559157348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5785078098559157348&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5785078098559157348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5785078098559157348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/addiction.html' title='I&apos;m such a slave to cute cartoons'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPyhuXwic9I/AAAAAAAAApc/U6Ne0XDV_3Y/s72-c/lego+batman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4978589741312003377</id><published>2008-10-19T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T14:01:31.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the extreme weekend</title><content type='html'>i will never touch chivas and tequilla again!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;or maybe not for this few months. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys dont ever ask me and abby to shop for liquor again. go get it yourself if there's any party next time. cuz we tend to buy too much when we get excited =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its scary to wake up in the morning wondering why is the world spinning, and still feel like puking T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next day people telling me all the stupid things that i said when i was drunk. wtf this is not good at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but spending the weekend with you guys was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets do it again but we need to minus off the liquor LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4978589741312003377?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4978589741312003377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4978589741312003377&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4978589741312003377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4978589741312003377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/extreme-weekend.html' title='the extreme weekend'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7348501931759198385</id><published>2008-10-16T02:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T02:09:52.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wonder why people think that this is beautiful =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why was he trying to look naked? hmm... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7zbEOdACYg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y7zbEOdACYg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;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/1736557566583527437-7348501931759198385?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7348501931759198385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7348501931759198385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7348501931759198385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7348501931759198385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-1133631861927968226</id><published>2008-10-15T00:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:11:19.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont judge a book by its cover</title><content type='html'>I was writing a short essay a minute ago,  for my job application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is a small portion of the essay that they wanted me to explain about my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"I am a fresh grad in Degree of Financial Engineering. This course provides us the knowledge of finance areas, risk management, investments, data processing, corporate finances and etc. I have a 4 months working experience as a trainee in Citibank Berhad that gave me a lot of knowledge about project management. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I trust that I am an easy to communicate with person, as i can go along with a new environment easily. Learning is not a problem for me since i am still new in this working area. Time management is important in my working prospective, as i trust that work cannot be done without a good planning. I emphasize on the quality of my deliverable, providing if i have enough time to finish my task. Meeting the deadlines given is also one of the important issue in my arrangement of time. I will always try my best in doing any task or work that are given."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Whenever i read it back, i'll laugh my ass off cuz this is so not me at all =____= I wrote this so that it will look nice in the application form. And the idea was mostly from what my supervisor used to say to me. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, forgive me for telling all those lies, but i need a job. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-1133631861927968226?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/1133631861927968226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=1133631861927968226&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1133631861927968226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1133631861927968226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/dont-judge-book-by-its-cover.html' title='dont judge a book by its cover'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-2053425807895774656</id><published>2008-10-13T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T16:56:51.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holaa</title><content type='html'>I am so free =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what i did the whole day was just sitting in front of my laptop playing with my blog's template.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it ended up like what you're lookin at now. LOL :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont get it wrong, i don't love the color pink that much. But the template looks so sweet that i can't resist putting it up here. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i lost all those things that i had in my sidebar T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm will mend it back soon, got to go now cuz abby's calling for some shopping session :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-2053425807895774656?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/2053425807895774656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=2053425807895774656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2053425807895774656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/2053425807895774656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/holaa.html' title='holaa'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-8494622428499625247</id><published>2008-10-12T21:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T01:46:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hairy story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;When i was a kid, mummy will never let me keep my hair long. Giving me reasons such as long hair is hard to manage, wasting shampoo bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, as a teenager, my thinking was it is always a loser to keep short unsexy &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(im describing it as unsexy because it was those ah lien kinda haircut) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haircut =__= Because of the peer pressure around me, i fought for my right to leave my hair long. And so my hair was long for a few years. It was so damn long that i got sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peer pressure again =__= my best friend was telling me how cool it was to have big wavy curls, so she had me. And we went to the saloon togehter gehter, came out with the long wavy hair. It wasn't easy to manage, especially for a lazy person like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, before i went to the uni in Malacca, i chopped off the long wavy hair and had back the short unsexy haircut =____= Ermmm it wasn't that bad la actually, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i want to keep my hair short, i will have to visit the saloon very often. But eventually i'm too lazy for that as you know =___= So at that point of time i decided that i am still a long hair person. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there it goes, my hair was long for a few years again. After so many cycles  of hair evolution, i still cannot decide whether i prefer long hair or short hair =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was once that my hair went until so damn long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPIRwAgyq4I/AAAAAAAAAnw/0TOgZrC0-1U/s1600-h/DSC00628a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPIRwAgyq4I/AAAAAAAAAnw/0TOgZrC0-1U/s400/DSC00628a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283231563721602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I figured that my long virgin hair is kinda boring, so i had a side fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPIRwYz6mXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/R1oSVRbwdok/s1600-h/DSC06749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPIRwYz6mXI/AAAAAAAAAoA/R1oSVRbwdok/s400/DSC06749.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283238086383986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fringe was cool, but it was kinda making my eyes itchy too =___= so no fringe for me again LOL :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't know what went into me, i paid someone to chop it off AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looked like, byebye long hair T______T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPIRwU-pe5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/B91HbbHW-o8/s1600-h/IMG_1181a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPIRwU-pe5I/AAAAAAAAAn4/B91HbbHW-o8/s400/IMG_1181a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256283237057657746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So its growing slowly, but until now, my hair is still short :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt good at first, but the point of my story is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I MISS MY LONG HAIRRRR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; T_______T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is my hair taking so long to grow dammit =_____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-8494622428499625247?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/8494622428499625247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=8494622428499625247&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8494622428499625247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/8494622428499625247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/hairy-story.html' title='the hairy story'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SPIRwAgyq4I/AAAAAAAAAnw/0TOgZrC0-1U/s72-c/DSC00628a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-1327844553594142001</id><published>2008-10-02T15:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:43:54.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love this picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;hehe ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SOR7IZNeIUI/AAAAAAAAAno/R72HabcDiGU/s1600-h/DSC07316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SOR7IZNeIUI/AAAAAAAAAno/R72HabcDiGU/s400/DSC07316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252458449557397826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-1327844553594142001?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/1327844553594142001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=1327844553594142001&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1327844553594142001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/1327844553594142001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-this-picture.html' title='i love this picture'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SOR7IZNeIUI/AAAAAAAAAno/R72HabcDiGU/s72-c/DSC07316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-7442954268071143070</id><published>2008-09-22T17:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:44:29.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you dont wanna know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrghh.. My internship report is gonna due end of this month, but i feel so lazy to even start writing it T______T Or i should say i can't remember how to write a report anymore. Haha my last semester in MMU was about 4 months ago only, but it feels like im out here for forever already =__=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm startng to forget what i had been studying in my lectures last time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*hmm.. worries worries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Ask me what's the interest rate's formula now, i can't answer you =__= dammit thats the most simplest thing for a financial engineering student wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And now i wonder whats the point of me going to my universtiy LOL. Honestly, i'm not even using the knowledge that i got from the course that i took for my daily work. Okla maybe it is useful in another term, but i did not hundred percent make use of it. My fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sigh, life doesn't always go like the way we want it to be. But end up we will still have to hang on to whatever we are doing =__=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss those time where we had no worries :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SNdrFgVuDZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Q4y9VwLEioM/s1600-h/memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SNdrFgVuDZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Q4y9VwLEioM/s400/memories.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248781633048153490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-7442954268071143070?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/7442954268071143070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=7442954268071143070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7442954268071143070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/7442954268071143070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-dont-wanna-know.html' title='you dont wanna know'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SNdrFgVuDZI/AAAAAAAAAnI/Q4y9VwLEioM/s72-c/memories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-4120753836076152358</id><published>2008-09-21T19:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T19:14:35.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love camwhoring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SNYsUCEKSbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XVV3TtRop34/s1600-h/16-09-08_1432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SNYsUCEKSbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XVV3TtRop34/s400/16-09-08_1432.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248431138410219954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;so do you hate me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-4120753836076152358?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/4120753836076152358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=4120753836076152358&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4120753836076152358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/4120753836076152358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-love-camwhoring.html' title='i love camwhoring'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SNYsUCEKSbI/AAAAAAAAAmg/XVV3TtRop34/s72-c/16-09-08_1432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6236183211891281000</id><published>2008-09-18T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:45:26.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cyber!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ooohhh i miss this place so much =___= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;The people, the condo, the uni and everything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So, now im back here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6236183211891281000?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6236183211891281000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6236183211891281000&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6236183211891281000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6236183211891281000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/09/cyber.html' title='cyber!!'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-5376653717010859047</id><published>2008-09-15T18:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:45:40.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complain. complain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I have lost the counting on which unemployed day am i in now =____=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Today was suppose to be the first day of the new job, but Boss called me few days ago and said that it was postponed. And worse is they are not sure how long it will be postponed, maybe one week, or maybe one month T_____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hmmm now i realize how slow the administration of a big corporation is. Dammit wanna hire one small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;like me also need headcount approval for so long wan. Sigh ruin all my plan only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Bahhh.. Never mind, I'll treat this as an extended holiday. But this holiday is getting more and more boring. Hmmm.. i wonder why am i like that, when i have a proper job, i'll be crying for the holidays. And now when i'm in holiday i'll be looking forward to go to work =__=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ohhh M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oonlight Resonance can really make you cry :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/1736557566583527437-5376653717010859047?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/5376653717010859047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=5376653717010859047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5376653717010859047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/5376653717010859047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/09/complain-complain.html' title='complain. complain.'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1736557566583527437.post-6816001359056479513</id><published>2008-09-11T16:33:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:48:49.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unemployed day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I am going off to malacca tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;So before that, some pictures here :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;#1 Bryan's Birthday Dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMje_klILzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/aqQqWqZmCtU/s1600-h/IMG_2596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMje_klILzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/aqQqWqZmCtU/s400/IMG_2596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244686949805469490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMje_mscs-I/AAAAAAAAAg0/OJ4INmD6KC8/s1600-h/IMG_2603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMje_mscs-I/AAAAAAAAAg0/OJ4INmD6KC8/s400/IMG_2603.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244686950373045218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMje_7jlaOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/eyRFFP2zj80/s1600-h/IMG_2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMje_7jlaOI/AAAAAAAAAg8/eyRFFP2zj80/s400/IMG_2618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244686955973011682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjfAKWvV7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/G3xFxzMKyoI/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjfAKWvV7I/AAAAAAAAAhE/G3xFxzMKyoI/s400/IMG_2620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244686959945668530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soccer table can make us go crazy =___= cuz we shouted like nobody's business there :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 KY's Birthday Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjimSAUtUI/AAAAAAAAAhk/6rSY_wCffH8/s1600-h/IMG_2683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjimSAUtUI/AAAAAAAAAhk/6rSY_wCffH8/s400/IMG_2683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244690913369044290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;couple #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjjSQ0c5gI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ATPuthYJ-xo/s1600-h/IMG_2685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjjSQ0c5gI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ATPuthYJ-xo/s400/IMG_2685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244691668965058050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;couple #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjjSQNILtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/QfcYXAlVZvM/s1600-h/IMG_2686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjjSQNILtI/AAAAAAAAAh0/QfcYXAlVZvM/s400/IMG_2686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244691668800122578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;couple #3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjfATsWO-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/qZNYevMkMb8/s1600-h/IMG_2684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjfATsWO-I/AAAAAAAAAhM/qZNYevMkMb8/s400/IMG_2684.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244686962452216802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;And us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Haha it looks like we were on some vacation or what. But that is actually inside the Ice Bar. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Before i went in i was like.. aiya, nothing one la so small inside, don't think it will be that cold also, summore wanna give us winter coats =___=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT it was fucking cold okay T_____T summore i was wearing shorts wtf. Can feel like my skin is gonna get frozen soon and will break anytime when u touch it T______T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lepaking in The Street =____= too free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjimIEEycI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MeM6ngBCf_0/s1600-h/IMG_2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjimIEEycI/AAAAAAAAAhU/MeM6ngBCf_0/s400/IMG_2713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244690910700423618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjjos5u_iI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BqrRNbP4s4w/s1600-h/IMG_2724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMjjos5u_iI/AAAAAAAAAh8/BqrRNbP4s4w/s400/IMG_2724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244692054460530210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay end of pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I know its not friday yet, but have a nice weekend everyone! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1736557566583527437-6816001359056479513?l=woopinklee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/feeds/6816001359056479513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1736557566583527437&amp;postID=6816001359056479513&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6816001359056479513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1736557566583527437/posts/default/6816001359056479513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://woopinklee.blogspot.com/2008/09/unemployed-day-4.html' title='unemployed day 4'/><author><name>Pink</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07348002827643520958</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FfSbvgX7ZZY/SMje_klILzI/AAAAAAAAAgs/aqQqWqZmCtU/s72-c/IMG_2596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
