<?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-6896211</id><updated>2011-11-28T08:17:33.613+08:00</updated><category term='Astrology-Horoscope'/><category term='blogskins'/><category term='Mayday'/><category term='2009'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='travel'/><category term='quizzes-tagged'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Fun-Sites'/><category term='family'/><category term='technocat'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='star search'/><category term='lame-random-ness'/><category term='2007'/><category term='clubbing-parties'/><category term='chillout-kopitimes'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='2008'/><category term='Media'/><title type='text'>Life's Like That...</title><subtitle type='html'>Chapters of my life. Before paradise.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>221</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-2696156615606844932</id><published>2010-12-15T16:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T03:12:40.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorpencil Inspired Dress Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;With my newly acquired camera! (compliments from My Boy!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel compelled to share my interesting fashion for today. Some might find it slightly 'off' but I kinda liked it cos it reminds me of a set of two-sided color pencils i used to own when i was a kid, so today's dress up is kinda nostalgic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mixed and matched a cotton on basic top in Cyan with a princessy looking light pink silk mesh-skirt, and this was the outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQiBosGI_gI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Y57_kmASAYs/s1600/IMG_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQiBns6_UTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Q1bGiAzztkk/s400/IMG_0661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550829059807596850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-2696156615606844932?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/2696156615606844932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=2696156615606844932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2696156615606844932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2696156615606844932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2010/12/colorpencil-inspired-dress-up.html' title='Colorpencil Inspired Dress Up'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQiBns6_UTI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Q1bGiAzztkk/s72-c/IMG_0661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5166035233223804858</id><published>2010-12-15T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T16:35:15.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Urge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Been feeling the urge to blog recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Like all things in my life, i often get caught in the moment, and then poof it disappears as quickly as it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is Christmas month! I'm wrecking my brains thinking of what i want to get for my precious love ones. I'm bad at this, hopefully i will see something soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Life has been great! I managed to catch with many friends in the last quarter of the year, sitting down, chilling-out and basically updating each other on our lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Theres still a few more wonderful friends i need to meet. I hope I will get to do so before the year ends!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5166035233223804858?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5166035233223804858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5166035233223804858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5166035233223804858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5166035233223804858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2010/12/urge.html' title='The Urge'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8184436965201701491</id><published>2010-12-13T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T15:56:09.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing-parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillout-kopitimes'/><title type='text'>A chill chill Sat-chill-day @ Ice Cold Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent my Sat out with my favorite babes, my boy and Uncle Kenneth Lee. Its been a while since we met up with Uncle Lee, the last time we met was at his wedding, in which we din really have much chance to talk to him because he was SO BUSY and probably drunk by the time his dinner was over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our session at ICB. Our Hip-Happening-and-newly-single Lily invited us to join her at St James, which me and Zane gungho-ly agreed. Alas upon mins of us being there, we both decided we were to tired to continue and cut things short after and hour or so.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's some pictures we took for the night. The good thing about having a camera and being in Orchard late at night is, we were able to pose ourselves silly with all the Christmas decors because no one was looking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhyTczgBLI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2Z4YMgRiBzU/s1600/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhyTczgBLI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2Z4YMgRiBzU/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812219209417906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhySzPUddI/AAAAAAAAATs/SahdMXHqsBA/s1600/IMG_0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhySzPUddI/AAAAAAAAATs/SahdMXHqsBA/s320/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812208051811794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhySOw2YTI/AAAAAAAAATk/SEeUjGpjSrA/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhySOw2YTI/AAAAAAAAATk/SEeUjGpjSrA/s320/IMG_0589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812198260334898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhyR_39-wI/AAAAAAAAATc/VpIHN4EUpdk/s1600/IMG_0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhyR_39-wI/AAAAAAAAATc/VpIHN4EUpdk/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812194263661314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhyRqWMLaI/AAAAAAAAATU/ONyB7Q_PNjs/s1600/IMG_0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhyRqWMLaI/AAAAAAAAATU/ONyB7Q_PNjs/s320/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812188484840866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8184436965201701491?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8184436965201701491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8184436965201701491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8184436965201701491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8184436965201701491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2010/12/chill-chill-sat-chill-day-ice-cold-beer.html' title='A chill chill Sat-chill-day @ Ice Cold Beer'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/TQhyTczgBLI/AAAAAAAAAT0/2Z4YMgRiBzU/s72-c/IMG_0594.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5867458875090546504</id><published>2010-12-13T01:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:49:09.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Shop Hopping</title><content type='html'>I stopped reading blogs since the day i stopped blogging myself.&lt;div&gt;But today! I actually went blogshop hopping and wow, the blog circuit is as popular as ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was having initial troubles looking for blogshops to 'Hop' but thanks to the famous blogshop model Beatrice Tan, her site provided me loads of links to shop. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With my revisit to my forgotten blogsite, i realise that the new designing feature is very nifty too! All I took was 10mins and my blogsite got a facelift! Its like e-botox or something! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure who reads my blog anymore. But it sure feels fun to erm. share! to no one in particular my thoughts and whining. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5867458875090546504?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5867458875090546504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5867458875090546504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5867458875090546504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5867458875090546504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-shop-hopping.html' title='Blog Shop Hopping'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4129783357932729813</id><published>2010-01-19T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T16:13:33.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity is bliss too</title><content type='html'>If only every thing around were simple..&lt;br /&gt;I live with no ill intent. I treat w equality. But yet, it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;How can I see the better side of this coin.. How can I jus enjoy de moment without feelin like I am taking things away from anyone. &lt;br /&gt;I hope I see the better side soon. Tis feeling is bothering me just too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4129783357932729813?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4129783357932729813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4129783357932729813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4129783357932729813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4129783357932729813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-only-things-can-b-simple.html' title='Simplicity is bliss too'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3266612804946319667</id><published>2009-10-26T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T23:01:33.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because a dear pal left a comment on my oh-so-forgotten blog, i'm suddenly awaken to its existence again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty pleasant recently.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a few changes, but thankfully good changes. Challenging decisions have been thrown my way and decisions have been made, though i'm still not sure if they were the right ones, I shall hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October has been really busy and not so busy. Hmm.. it sounds weird but yea, its that conflicting and confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Oct I'm guilty of:&lt;br /&gt;- not working hard enough&lt;br /&gt;- spending all my time with my boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;- not spending enough time with my friends&lt;br /&gt;- not sending greetings or well wishes on time (if i forgot pls forgive me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is bittersweet, like dark chocolates. Maybe you think that you wont like it, but after you tried it, you realise you grow to like it. I can't really seem to figure out why that statement came about, it has something to do with relationship, it has been really wonderful so far except for moments when we over react and our emotions cloud our rationality.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, if relationships like this will endure through time, but I'm glad we have similar perspective on issues that matter.&lt;br /&gt;This blog has been in existence for many years, I have forgotten if I've sounded so idealistic everytime I get into a relationship. Maybe some of you might go "there-she-goes-again". But i guess, I'm still "I-still-believe". Like they say "Leopard never change its spots."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave it at this for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so miss you all my dearest friends! Take care &amp;amp; Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Happy Birthday October Babies: Nic BB Ang, Nicole Sailormoon Zeching, Jason BFF Wong, Kevin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3266612804946319667?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3266612804946319667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3266612804946319667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3266612804946319667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3266612804946319667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/10/because-dear-pal-left-comment-on-my-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-1787554000438100286</id><published>2009-06-19T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T14:27:01.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back frm Taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling mixed.&lt;br /&gt;Glad to be back from all the tired shopping and rushing. And sad to be back to reality.&lt;br /&gt;But it was a really fun trip.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling a lil sick now, thank god, it only happened after the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so excited to share everything. Will slowly update in bits &amp;amp; pieces when i feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-1787554000438100286?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/1787554000438100286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=1787554000438100286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1787554000438100286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1787554000438100286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-back-frm-taiwan-im-feeling-mixed.html' title=''/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3374981923200383730</id><published>2009-06-06T12:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:59:54.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Hell.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-1732953937770017672&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=true" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3374981923200383730?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3374981923200383730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3374981923200383730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3374981923200383730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3374981923200383730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='Holy Hell.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6412365391024634542</id><published>2009-06-02T01:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T01:31:52.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SiQQJwkIxoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9QzmbAh23Bc/s1600-h/4250_110571330139_591705139_3060610_1495790_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SiQQJwkIxoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9QzmbAh23Bc/s320/4250_110571330139_591705139_3060610_1495790_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342412817809589890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That skip-a-beat delight of seeing someone u least expect.&lt;br /&gt;That genuine smile that follows.&lt;br /&gt;That comforting warmth that overwhelms your entire self.&lt;br /&gt;Today, i felt the joy of being surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum said parents these days are "二十四孝父母"。&lt;br /&gt;I can't agree more.&lt;br /&gt;Cliche as it may sound, they really are the ones who make my darkest days bright.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6412365391024634542?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6412365391024634542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6412365391024634542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6412365391024634542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6412365391024634542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-skip-beat-delight-of-seeing.html' title=''/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SiQQJwkIxoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/9QzmbAh23Bc/s72-c/4250_110571330139_591705139_3060610_1495790_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5744395382645485815</id><published>2009-05-07T09:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:36:01.316+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>on love...responsibilites</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SgJgRIf4xlI/AAAAAAAAASw/IStJR7-j-tc/s1600-h/wedding_band_guide_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SgJgRIf4xlI/AAAAAAAAASw/IStJR7-j-tc/s320/wedding_band_guide_image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930756215359058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;This day I will marry my friend, the one I laugh with, live for, dream with, love&lt;br /&gt;Author: Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to heavy news this morning. A close friend, seven months pregnant, found out that her hubby found another someone during this period where she's tediously carrying with her everywhere, their labor of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly outraged by this news. What ever happen to responsibilities! What ever happen to that darn marriage vow he made in front of every one vowing to take care of his wife in sickness &amp;amp; health, the vow to be the faithful partner, the vow to love and cherish her till the day he shall live.&lt;br /&gt;Are these words so commercialized &amp;amp; overused till no one ever sits down to understand its meaning anymore?&lt;br /&gt;And off all times, he chose to do it at a time when she is most vulnerable. @#$!%$@#$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was anger directed at the unfaithful husband of my friend. But to be fair, i know guys aren't the only ones out there taking on more pies than they can handle. I've heard many stories of my own kind, doing such things too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my ideals about how my relationship should be and how relationships everywhere should generally be like. But at a-quarter-of-a-century-year-old, you soon realize, these ideals are just ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this age of my life, I've been through heart-wrenching situations where I've seen my closest and strongest friends crying their hearts out because of failed relationships, infidelity, fights etc etc. Some moved on to someone better, some eventually went back to those that hurt them.&lt;br /&gt;For those that left the bad apple and found someone better, I am happy as a bunny!(?) that things turned out well for them, for friends that went back, I am worried, but I know better when it comes to forcing my opinion on someone blinded by love. And of course there are also situations which requires drastic solutions to the undeserving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also heard of stories where really capable ladies, takes up the role of the third party - knowingly. It baffles me why. Hearing stories of them self validate, admitting they know that what they do is morally unacceptable in our society but yet continuing to do so because they claim they 'LOVE' the guy who just so happen to be married with a few kids and has a loving wife at home.&lt;br /&gt;I try my best not to judge, but still I am truly baffled - there are still many other single guys out there, why even indulge that guy by letting him have more than one?! Why make another fellow female suffer the aches that we all loathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly is love? Is it possible for you to love two person at the same time? Is it so important that you can &amp;amp; should throw all responsibilities aside? What can you love about a guy who throws his responsibility aside for the ideals of love? What makes you so sure he won't throw you away after he is done with 'loving' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this post ended with a deep long sigh. I used to think marriage should be for life. I still think the same and i don't see why that should change.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5744395382645485815?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5744395382645485815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5744395382645485815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5744395382645485815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5744395382645485815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-loveresponsibilites.html' title='on love...responsibilites'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SgJgRIf4xlI/AAAAAAAAASw/IStJR7-j-tc/s72-c/wedding_band_guide_image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-7737991869899142598</id><published>2009-04-03T11:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:59:10.585+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun-Sites'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm usually abit slow to catch up with all the hottest sites online, but while surfing fb (when i'm suppose to be studying - again, what's new), i came across this link called &lt;a href="http://www.fmylife.com/?page=1"&gt;Fmylife&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its hilarious, a feel-good site for times when you feel your life sucked. Go check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-7737991869899142598?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/7737991869899142598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=7737991869899142598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7737991869899142598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7737991869899142598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-usually-abit-slow-to-catch-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-65823194834433100</id><published>2009-03-06T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T16:05:07.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lame-random-ness'/><title type='text'>on rainbows</title><content type='html'>many many people have been seeing many many &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the past few days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't see it! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. I just wanna be in the 'in' crowd. Everyone blog about rainbow. I also blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm attempting to irritate. Ignore me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&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/6896211-65823194834433100?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/65823194834433100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=65823194834433100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/65823194834433100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/65823194834433100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-rainbows.html' title='on rainbows'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8425544961137285684</id><published>2009-03-03T01:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T01:54:43.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>on big bad moves</title><content type='html'>Suddenly, just suddenly, i feel that I am no longer the same.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, sadly, i feel that age is indeed sinking in. Despite my relentless bickering towards friends who tease me about my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;我要甩掉忧愁；甩掉成熟。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That me in younger days, naive and happy, I prefer it that way.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere. It could still be there。&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was a bad decision to step into the real world, and perhaps this is the 'reward' you reap for your own bad move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;找回单纯，青春，快乐。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;也许快乐不一定是要把梦想实现才会有的。但是，我能做到吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8425544961137285684?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8425544961137285684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8425544961137285684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8425544961137285684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8425544961137285684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/03/suddenly-just-suddenly-i-feel-that-i-am.html' title='on big bad moves'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3295474644088450953</id><published>2009-03-03T00:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T12:33:28.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>on memories that never goes away</title><content type='html'>while flipping through my older diaries, i came across a hard copy of a photo i took with 2 great friends many years ago, during a trip to Bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;The copy i printed, i realized, was erratically trimmed at the top, chopping our heads off. I panicked for a moment because i know for a fact, i no longer have the soft copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a moment of frantic-panicky realization, i told myself, i must have blogged about it, since i was so happy then, so then i proceeded to go through all my blog entries, to find the forgotten picture which came across my path again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i was searching for. Thank god it is still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/397/1600/BangkokCollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 1024px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/397/1600/BangkokCollage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times. &lt;br /&gt;When smiles and laughter happen so effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;And the brain worked less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3295474644088450953?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3295474644088450953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3295474644088450953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3295474644088450953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3295474644088450953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/03/on-memories-that-never-goes-away.html' title='on memories that never goes away'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4287414242691017778</id><published>2009-02-15T23:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T23:28:47.643+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><title type='text'>Nat Geo</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaZyPoxIT1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaZyPoxIT1E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this ad. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4287414242691017778?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4287414242691017778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4287414242691017778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4287414242691017778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4287414242691017778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/02/nat-geo.html' title='Nat Geo'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-1334905996276839625</id><published>2009-01-12T00:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:10:07.821+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><title type='text'>Bus Rides. A way to watch the world go by.</title><content type='html'>I love sundays &amp;amp; bus rides. Weekends are almost the only time i have to take long bus rides in the noon.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a love hate relationship with bus rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like it for the solitary experience. No matter how jam pack the bus is, me with my trusted IPOD, is just me, sitting alone, with many others strangers. Moving along familiar roads, reminiscing memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wondered for quite a while now, when did i since, begin to enjoy such lonely moments. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could not recall, maybe its just a natural progression of growing up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Watching the greens, sitting in silence, reflecting; suddenly these unimaginable feelings of my pass feels like bliss. Am i innately an anti social being?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, during my bus ride, i saw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.  a usually empty nursery filled with people shopping for their new year plants - i realize, Lunar New Year is only 2 wks away, and yet i feel nonchalant. But the crowd did make me feel a lil festive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. a flock of white birds flying really low in the sky - a captivating sight; i wished life was that carefree too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. loads of lush green trees in seemingly forested areas - very soothing to the eyes and heart, i made a wish hoping that they will always stay as they are. I hate concrete forests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate bus rides for the achy bum after the journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6896211-1334905996276839625?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/1334905996276839625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=1334905996276839625' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1334905996276839625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1334905996276839625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2009/01/buses.html' title='Bus Rides. A way to watch the world go by.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5462725874434884669</id><published>2008-12-27T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T21:09:00.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Merry L'l Christmas Post</title><content type='html'>2008. another few more daylights. it will be 2009.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time zooms by, whether u notice it or not. 2008 has been. pretty fantastic i must say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many changes, many firsts, many happiness and of course many sadness that happens, so that we will learn to appreciate the happiness better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm well prep for 2009. I got myself a new diary and i can't wait to use it, so thats pretty much the reason for my enthusiasm in welcoming the New Year. So for those of you out there who is not looking forward to the coming year, i suggest you get a new diary, and make sure its a really pretty one that will make u look forward to the coming year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm. Must be the festive season and singlehood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry christmas &amp;amp; A Happy New Year people. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6896211-5462725874434884669?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5462725874434884669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5462725874434884669' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5462725874434884669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5462725874434884669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-ll-christmas-post.html' title='A Merry L&apos;l Christmas Post'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6736339690741153322</id><published>2008-11-03T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:09:32.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Funny Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nngYqmulLJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nngYqmulLJI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this video from superstar's blog, its so funny and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;People in power suits - rapping, jumping, swaying. So random, so fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you guys will enjoy the as much as i did. I've watched it like 5 x already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And its still funny...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6736339690741153322?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6736339690741153322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6736339690741153322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6736339690741153322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6736339690741153322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny-video.html' title='Funny Video'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5319161282555936054</id><published>2008-08-17T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T04:28:32.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sore..</title><content type='html'>I am having a sore throat. N i dun tink stayin up at this late helps.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway before I turn in for the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a song to share. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYdD1ffMShQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYdD1ffMShQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;说也奇怪 这些年来 &lt;br /&gt;不明白 我如何 忍受过来 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一场期待 一片空白 &lt;br /&gt;人的心 就是这样狠起来 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的恋爱 如果不失败 &lt;br /&gt;我们怎么会有这么成功的分开 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind you just go away &lt;br /&gt;你以为 我一定后悔 &lt;br /&gt;已经有了 最坏的准备 &lt;br /&gt;走了这步 就举手不回 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind you just go away &lt;br /&gt;你以为 我就会流泪 &lt;br /&gt;我会不会 你配不配 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;勉强相爱 就像骨牌 &lt;br /&gt;守不住 倒不如 倒的精采 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我们的恋爱 如果不失败 &lt;br /&gt;我们怎么会有这么成功的分开 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind you just go away &lt;br /&gt;你以为 我一定后悔 &lt;br /&gt;已经有了 最坏的准备 &lt;br /&gt;走了这步 就举手不回 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind you just go away &lt;br /&gt;你以为 我就会流泪 &lt;br /&gt;我会不会 你配不配 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lt's okay l'm okay&lt;br /&gt;我不用你陪 &lt;br /&gt;你不要误会 我只是有点累 &lt;br /&gt;却没时间崩溃 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind you just go away &lt;br /&gt;你以为 我一定后悔 &lt;br /&gt;已经有了 最坏的准备 &lt;br /&gt;走了这步 就举手不回 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind you just go away &lt;br /&gt;你以为 我就会流泪 &lt;br /&gt;我会不会 你配不配 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我不会 你会不会&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5319161282555936054?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5319161282555936054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5319161282555936054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5319161282555936054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5319161282555936054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/08/sore.html' title='Sore..'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4496561947596769945</id><published>2008-08-14T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T22:47:08.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange but real</title><content type='html'>Strangely temptations always appear when you're most vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;Its like God's way of testing ones' strength, to see if you can will yourself away or will you falter and commit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course when temptations are thrown in your face, is it oh-so-easy to just enjoy if first and disregard all possible outcomes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being humans, how many of us can stand up against the temptation, no matter how enticing it is?&lt;br /&gt;Or will we only ponder upon the consequence after you enjoyed that sinful temptations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is strange. But again. Life's like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4496561947596769945?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4496561947596769945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4496561947596769945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4496561947596769945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4496561947596769945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/08/strange-but-real.html' title='Strange but real'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-948911518701288881</id><published>2008-08-01T13:38:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:57:43.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Jumping Jumping Commercial</title><content type='html'>Got the clip from Si En sometime back, but just never had the time to post it up.&lt;div&gt;So finally after spending like the whole morning looking for the relevant software to convert the files to the RIGHT format.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is now finally done and uploaded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="360" 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5611922266608859586</id><published>2008-07-31T17:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:15.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technocat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Not so Dead Yet...</title><content type='html'>Just when you thought that this blog is dead! Well think again.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, back to do my bit of keeping this site alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda lost the blogging momentum, so frankly, i dun really know what i wanna say or share at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;But i do know, i wanna flaunt a little. Hehe. So here goes everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my new toy from my dearest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SJGQR8cUh_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yk_Asg-6iqw/s1600-h/Photo0397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SJGQR8cUh_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yk_Asg-6iqw/s320/Photo0397.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229119280310945778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;nice and pure. The white collection.&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DS is not new, it has been with me for 2 years now... but just thought i want to have it in the picture coz it complements the whole white theme... hee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5611922266608859586?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5611922266608859586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5611922266608859586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5611922266608859586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5611922266608859586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-so-dead-yet.html' title='Not so Dead Yet...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SJGQR8cUh_I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yk_Asg-6iqw/s72-c/Photo0397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-9158022700157296896</id><published>2008-05-16T18:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:15.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Friday friday friday...</title><content type='html'>Yey! Finally Friday. &lt;br /&gt;Not like it really affects me though. I have been holidaying like since Jan? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I found some new activities to fill my life. I think they call it...a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are looking quite rosy so far. Though the pace of information feeding can be overwhelming at times but after months of zero intellectual input in my brain, I do welcome this knowledge download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this Job is great because... Meeting friends is part of my job scope and i get to share with them something that might help them retire more comfortably in future. And the really best part is, its Own Time Own Target!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.To everyone who left me all the compliments! I humbly accept them and I thank all of you for your generous encouragments! Thk u so so much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SC2FdU_1zRI/AAAAAAAAANI/XNtmBQmnETI/s1600-h/angelconbesm.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SC2FdU_1zRI/AAAAAAAAANI/XNtmBQmnETI/s320/angelconbesm.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200959883581967634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-9158022700157296896?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/9158022700157296896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=9158022700157296896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/9158022700157296896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/9158022700157296896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-friday-friday.html' title='Friday friday friday...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SC2FdU_1zRI/AAAAAAAAANI/XNtmBQmnETI/s72-c/angelconbesm.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3930548614152706354</id><published>2008-05-07T00:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T00:48:32.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>MV girl...</title><content type='html'>Yay! Many thanks to Evonne. The MV is up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HD3WnU-IWZY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HD3WnU-IWZY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3930548614152706354?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3930548614152706354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3930548614152706354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3930548614152706354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3930548614152706354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/05/mv-girl.html' title='MV girl...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3707409253531292085</id><published>2008-04-30T01:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:43:14.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>如果要让我活 让我有希望的活</title><content type='html'>As i watch my friends climb the corporate ladder.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder. Am I, sensible or senseless?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say "it is not the end but just the beginning".&lt;br /&gt;Believing. Am i naive or positive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different school of thoughts; different perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as i'm happy. &lt;br /&gt;Good things will follow.&lt;br /&gt;And i will get by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till another time. &lt;br /&gt;Good night and be happy alwayz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3707409253531292085?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3707409253531292085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3707409253531292085' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3707409253531292085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3707409253531292085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='如果要让我活 让我有希望的活'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4800829352006074975</id><published>2008-04-29T02:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T01:07:02.393+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Song of my Moment</title><content type='html'>This song tells a story. A funny one.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how he does it.&lt;br /&gt;Coming up with Lyrics that harmonize with the melody perfectly and keeping its storyline intact.&lt;br /&gt;Read through the lyrics and be impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b63r8Rz4gI0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b63r8Rz4gI0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;兵荒马乱五百年来没改变过&lt;br /&gt;花果山下满天的烽火 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;人类累不累啊还在你争我夺&lt;br /&gt;西天取经回来后 有没有人有读过 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;师父每年都会寄卡片来问候 五百张了算多不算多&lt;br /&gt;看到卡片我都想起那段奋斗&lt;br /&gt;金箍棒那麽神勇 现在只能掏掏耳朵&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;齐天大圣是我 谁能奈何了我&lt;br /&gt;但是我却依然不小心 败给了寂寞&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果要让我活 让我有希望的活&lt;br /&gt;我从不怕爱错 就怕没爱过&lt;br /&gt;如果能有一天 再一次重返光荣&lt;br /&gt;记得找我 我的好朋友 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;听说悟净已经植发治好了秃头&lt;br /&gt;有了论及婚嫁的女友&lt;br /&gt;八戒这个猪头手机老是不通&lt;br /&gt;好色本性多隽永 好像时间从来没走 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;西天取完了经 东边应该还有&lt;br /&gt;夥伴们好不好 让我们 再拯救地球 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果要让我活 让我有希望的活&lt;br /&gt;我从不怕爱错 就怕没爱过&lt;br /&gt;如果能有一天 再一次重返光荣&lt;br /&gt;记得找我 我的好朋友 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Music 滴～～～滴～～～滴～～～ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;如果要让我活 请给我快乐苦痛&lt;br /&gt;我从不怕爱错 就怕没爱过&lt;br /&gt;如果能有一天 再一次重返光荣&lt;br /&gt;记得找我 我的好朋友&lt;br /&gt;如果要让我活 让我有希望的活&lt;br /&gt;我从不怕爱错 就怕没爱过&lt;br /&gt;如果能有一天 再一次重返光荣&lt;br /&gt;记得找我 我的好朋友&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4800829352006074975?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4800829352006074975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4800829352006074975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4800829352006074975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4800829352006074975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/04/song-of-my-moment.html' title='Song of my Moment'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8036587916727324545</id><published>2008-04-24T06:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T02:39:54.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>The Bucket List.</title><content type='html'>Time check: 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;Description: Light Blue sky with intermittent lightning and chirping birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been awake at such unearthly hour for a while.&lt;br /&gt;But with thanks to erratically humid weather and germs brought home by Dad and Bro. I'm down with flu and cough (like who else isnt?) and so i'm up due to the incessant coughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was out in the Business District yesterday, going for a job interview (yes. I finally stepped out of my shell!)(No. I still haven't gone for a holiday yet!).&lt;br /&gt;Not going into details of my job in here so I'll tell ya all when i see ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the interview, i met up with an ex-client turned friend. We did the usual sharing &amp;amp; catching up stuff and he shared with me a movie which he recently watched, titled the &lt;a href="http://thebucketlist.warnerbros.com/"&gt;The Bucket List&lt;/a&gt;. Story revolves around two terminally ill men, escaping from a cancer ward and headed off on a road trip with a wish list of to-dos before they die. And the wish list in mention is "The Bucket List" - a list of things you wish to do/see/achieve before you kick the bucket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, do all people have a bucket list? A list with all the things they hope to achieve or do before they move on to the next dimension?&lt;br /&gt;Is it beneficial to have one? A written black and white commitment to ourselves so that we will live our lives to the fullest the way we want it and move on without regrets. And what if at the end of our journey there are still tonnes of unaccomplished tasks on the list, would that make our life less fruitful? Maybe. Maybe Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great ideology i learnt recently &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66ff;"&gt;"How you think dictates how you feel; you are what you think"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. So if u think u lived life meaningful, it will be meaningful. (ooo. early morning pep talk guess where this came from)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is Pris's Bucket List (farfetched &amp;amp; dreamy but hopefully one day a reality )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;spread awareness of illegal/senseless/cruel poaching of wildlife (sharkfins included)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;feed &amp;amp; protect starving children worldwide&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;keep the earth alive for future generations (Reuse, Reduce, Recycle)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to see the good in everyone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;find positivity in every situation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to inspire peoples life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to sky dive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to travel the world&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to act&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to make loads of money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8036587916727324545?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8036587916727324545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8036587916727324545' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8036587916727324545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8036587916727324545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/04/bucket-list.html' title='The Bucket List.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4045851716655670809</id><published>2008-04-15T17:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:16.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star search'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>birthday for Iren</title><content type='html'>Now for something happier, i met up with the star searchers on Sunday to attend Iren's birthday party. It was nice to see all of them after so long and even nicer to find out that... we still had common topics to talk about! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night was a casual affair with lots of food, booze and fun. Being true entertainers Andie, Desmond and Marcus kept Jeneen, Iren and I entertained with their silly antics. Unforgettable but not so funny when i try to spell it out in words, so i will not try to attempt doin so either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our chat I'm proud and glad to annouce that:&lt;br /&gt;-Andie, Desmond, Jackson &amp;amp; Weilie are on TV every Friday evening at 8pm. Hosting the Variety show 奥游北京! Watch it to help boost rating!&lt;br /&gt;-Marcus has a role in an upcoming drama show with Christopher Lee, that will be showing after the the current 9pm show 迷图 ends its run. so do look out for him when you're watching!&lt;br /&gt;-Glamourous, fashionable, demure Jeneen has 2 fashion spread on U-weekly and an upcoming Swimwear spread in Cleo Magazine June Edition. So do look out for tat too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooooo... do watch/buy/lookout and support them okie!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i end.. here's some pictures from Iren's bday party.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SARy52sPTcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FQqL49tvaI4/s1600-h/n653922673_1169522_1311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189399008896830914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SARy52sPTcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FQqL49tvaI4/s320/n653922673_1169522_1311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SARy6GsPTdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5-_w7wvFCF4/s1600-h/n653922673_1169429_4315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189399013191798226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SARy6GsPTdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/5-_w7wvFCF4/s320/n653922673_1169429_4315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SARy6WsPTeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LWiC32XYsn8/s1600-h/n653922673_1169553_5553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189399017486765538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SARy6WsPTeI/AAAAAAAAAMo/LWiC32XYsn8/s320/n653922673_1169553_5553.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SAR0UWsPTfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0vtfCDXJyDY/s1600-h/n653922673_1169441_4475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189400563674992114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SAR0UWsPTfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/0vtfCDXJyDY/s320/n653922673_1169441_4475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4045851716655670809?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4045851716655670809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4045851716655670809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4045851716655670809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4045851716655670809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/04/birthday-for-iren.html' title='birthday for Iren'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SARy52sPTcI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FQqL49tvaI4/s72-c/n653922673_1169522_1311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-987734760172109898</id><published>2008-04-15T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T17:30:53.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>My not too pleasant performance...</title><content type='html'>Ok. So I've watched the show last evening. And frankly... i'm not very pleased. I look strangely different (in a way that i dun like). But i guess its over and there's nothing i can do about it except to perform better in the next few episodes, which luckily still hasn't been filmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So jia you Ms Pan. U can only get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i move on to the next topic. Thank you Mr Beano, for agreeing to help me record and even offering to consolidate all episodes and burn it into a DVD for me. I really really appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-987734760172109898?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/987734760172109898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=987734760172109898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/987734760172109898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/987734760172109898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-not-too-pleasant-performance.html' title='My not too pleasant performance...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4559707034558697643</id><published>2008-04-08T00:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:38:54.910+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Watch Ch8 every Monday evening @10.30pm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so so so thrilled! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My first TV project is now screening every Monday evening, 10.30pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a variety program and the Show name is &lt;a href="http://8.mediacorptv.sg/shows/variety/view/968/1/.html"&gt;'Her Sense'&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the program, i play a KIASI office lady who is afraid of practically &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everything and anything that might make me lose my job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Though i only appear in a short segment with a small role; its my first &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;official acting attempt after the competition and i had fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual Uncle Tan was first to chanced upon it (he was first to sawthe MV too) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he quickly called up my family to inform us tat it was showing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;According to him, the office politics segment is shown only at the end of the show, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so dun give up watching after 15 mins k. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides, the show seems to be interesting especially for us ladies as it talks about fashion, healthcare and staying pretty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it'll be a good 30 minutes of informative information plus you'll get to see me!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG! I'm on Teebeeeeeee. Wahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the first episode today, so i didn't know how well i fared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But do SUPPORT and watch it next Monday alright &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and leave me feedbacks or criticisms also can ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OooOoOoooo... excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4559707034558697643?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4559707034558697643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4559707034558697643' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4559707034558697643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4559707034558697643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/04/watch-tv-every-monday-evening-1030pm.html' title='Watch Ch8 every Monday evening @10.30pm'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-1530338465576764309</id><published>2008-03-31T18:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:17.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Remember to bring ID when buying SIM cards</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Spent my day travelling to Lucky Plaza, to help my House helper, Aunty Sheila register her SIM card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who don't know yet, please note that each time you want to purchase a SIM card be it pre paid or post paid, you will be required (BY LAW) to produce your identification documents. This is something that my helper overlooked, so we had to specially make a trip down to register the card else she will not be able to use the card tat she bought and she cannot contact her family and she doesn't have extra $$ to buy another SIM card cause she already spent it to buy this particular brand's! So yeah, all these reasons egged me to bring her down to Lucky Plaza and have it settled ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All should be fine now. Hope her card works tomorrow as promised by the guy at the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for something chirpier. My friend sent me this picture earlier which had me laughing out loud for a really long time. Hope this will cheer you up as much as it did for me. For your amusement... (see image) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R_EhL9-umqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mckdxQ80wRE/s1600-h/2375571206_10199eaeba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183961135580093090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="http://www.flickr.com/photos/16201371@N00/2375571206/in/photostream" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R_EhL9-umqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mckdxQ80wRE/s320/2375571206_10199eaeba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-1530338465576764309?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/1530338465576764309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=1530338465576764309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1530338465576764309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1530338465576764309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/remember-to-bring-id-when-buying-sim.html' title='Remember to bring ID when buying SIM cards'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R_EhL9-umqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mckdxQ80wRE/s72-c/2375571206_10199eaeba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5535333344488656518</id><published>2008-03-28T14:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T18:09:12.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I start blogging frequently and then stop for a week, it feels strangely awkward like something in my life is missing; it feels as if months went by and you start feeling out of touch with the world, with friends and everything else around; it feels like.... you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to updates, my life has been hectic in a good-i-like-it-kinda-way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update it in bits when i have more time. Rrrr. Gosh. I suddenly dun feel like I'm having a break anymore, and the worse thing is I have no income. Ermmm. well not totally but I'm still waiting for payments. Which will reach me soon and everything will all fall into place. &lt;br /&gt;I'll find a job that I love that will pay me well and allows me to have freedom. I'm sure. :D (Be Optimistic! Think Positive!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway for now, just go to facebook to see all the pictures and try to make sense of what is going on, because as the saying goes... Picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5535333344488656518?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5535333344488656518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5535333344488656518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5535333344488656518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5535333344488656518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/when-i-start-blogging-frequently-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8595211311268440545</id><published>2008-03-14T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:17.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Before the day end.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SBdSMtnRE3I/AAAAAAAAANA/fM_QtLoGhu8/s1600-h/DSC03295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194711073551356786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SBdSMtnRE3I/AAAAAAAAANA/fM_QtLoGhu8/s320/DSC03295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Uncle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tan&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You're so Old....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i still heart you loads.xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8595211311268440545?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8595211311268440545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8595211311268440545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8595211311268440545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8595211311268440545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/before-day-end.html' title='Before the day end.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/SBdSMtnRE3I/AAAAAAAAANA/fM_QtLoGhu8/s72-c/DSC03295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6950378704830928011</id><published>2008-03-14T22:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:17.893+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Pictures from CNY...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ang Bao Collection Time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9qPdbvlXHI/AAAAAAAAALU/a3-vmqRM-yc/s1600-h/cny08_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177608457442122866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9qPdbvlXHI/AAAAAAAAALU/a3-vmqRM-yc/s320/cny08_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yusheng, Birthdays &amp;amp; Games&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177608466032057474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9qPd7vlXII/AAAAAAAAALc/cD7n66x3eEw/s320/cny08_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annual Movie Outing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9qPeLvlXJI/AAAAAAAAALk/R5d4HDJziME/s1600-h/IMG_0778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177608470327024786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9qPeLvlXJI/AAAAAAAAALk/R5d4HDJziME/s320/IMG_0778.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Pictures taken on the eve of Chinese New Year 2008 @my Ah ma house with my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annual noisy affair with a flat packed full with Adults, Teenagers, Kids and Toddlers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6950378704830928011?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6950378704830928011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6950378704830928011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6950378704830928011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6950378704830928011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures-from-cny.html' title='Pictures from CNY...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9qPdbvlXHI/AAAAAAAAALU/a3-vmqRM-yc/s72-c/cny08_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6331672983539237184</id><published>2008-03-14T14:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:18.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogskins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>不舍得。。</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I likee how my blog new colors and how the drawing complements the entire color theme.&lt;br /&gt;I love it so much that, it made me kinda reluctant to post new entries because then the beauty will be disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as it is with the rules of life, all things beautiful are short-lived and quality lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i bid goodbye to this beautiful page.&lt;br /&gt;I share with thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9ohnrvlXFI/AAAAAAAAALE/-tUtKUmvr_E/s1600-h/Blogskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177487687256726610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9ohnrvlXFI/AAAAAAAAALE/-tUtKUmvr_E/s320/Blogskin.jpg" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My blog nicest page ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9ohn7vlXGI/AAAAAAAAALM/rAW1ZfdWhXo/s1600-h/comparison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177487691551693922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9ohn7vlXGI/AAAAAAAAALM/rAW1ZfdWhXo/s320/comparison.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The power of photoshop, from a messy doodle to something more presentable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6331672983539237184?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6331672983539237184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6331672983539237184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6331672983539237184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6331672983539237184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='不舍得。。'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9ohnrvlXFI/AAAAAAAAALE/-tUtKUmvr_E/s72-c/Blogskin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-922792336894834467</id><published>2008-03-12T02:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:18.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Because i want something different...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9brlLvlXEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/C1DI8IYiCJQ/s1600-h/2008-03-11-2309-46_edited+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176583845749021762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9brlLvlXEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/C1DI8IYiCJQ/s320/2008-03-11-2309-46_edited+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yearning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because i can't change the world or my life.&lt;br /&gt;I can and have changed my blog colors.&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/6896211-922792336894834467?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/922792336894834467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=922792336894834467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/922792336894834467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/922792336894834467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/because-i-want-something-different.html' title='Because i want something different...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R9brlLvlXEI/AAAAAAAAAK8/C1DI8IYiCJQ/s72-c/2008-03-11-2309-46_edited+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6718940532447389544</id><published>2008-03-11T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:48:18.602+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about extension of Birthday - even more belated! ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Previously on prissypan.blogspot.com, i mentioned that i was still celebrating my birthday 2 weeks after; apparently it seems... I spoke too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had yet another celebration last Wed @ Spizza with My BFF and yes I got a present too!&lt;br /&gt;More presents! Yay! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for all the special times i had, i shall have a post to document the numerous celebrations for turning &lt;s&gt;24&lt;/s&gt; 18 . So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;But for now, i will have to say - good nite to all!&lt;br /&gt;I want nice complexion so i must sleep earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. my normal sleeping routine goes something like that: sleep at 4/5 am in the morning, wake up at noon, eat lunch, sleep again after lunch. *bliss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This year, instead of celebrating my burstday - 1 day only, Celebrations started early and ended like 2 week later?!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my sweet, adorable, where-to-find-such-friends, friends. Pris is one happy happy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girl ( I'm only 18 btw..hehe. so shy *blushes*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more details soon. Stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6718940532447389544?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6718940532447389544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6718940532447389544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6718940532447389544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6718940532447389544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/about-extension-of-birthday-even-more.html' title='about extension of Birthday - even more belated! ...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4485482916774213948</id><published>2008-03-05T06:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:43:51.084+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Gwad. This is freaking insane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Z.z.z.z.z. I still can't sleep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4485482916774213948?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4485482916774213948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4485482916774213948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4485482916774213948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4485482916774213948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/gwad-this-is-freaking-insane.html' title='Gwad. This is freaking insane.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4236667460709681461</id><published>2008-03-05T03:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T07:16:58.517+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about having too much caffeine in one evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Gawd! I hate it when i unwittingly get caffeine overdose (1 cup of Ice Lemon Tea + Teh Peng). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the usual unable-to-sleep syndrome. My pulse increases, I get panicky for no reasons, I feel paranoid and worst of all, i feel drowsy and tired but i simply cannot sleep! Urgh... Here goes the most traditional method of getting to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 meh meh sheep jump over the fence; 2 meh meh sheep jump over the fence; 3 meh meh sheep jump over the fence; 4 meh meh sheep jump over the cow; 5 meh meh ship jump over the cow; 6 meh meh ship jump over the fence; 7 meh meh sheep jump over the fence...ah ahhh ah ahhh (*lighting flashes, thunder claps*)ah ahhh ah ahhh(*lightning flashes; thunder claps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1G29xwDFpS0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1G29xwDFpS0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4236667460709681461?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4236667460709681461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4236667460709681461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4236667460709681461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4236667460709681461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/about-having-too-much-caffeine-in-one.html' title='about having too much caffeine in one evening'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4699875004105092405</id><published>2008-03-04T03:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:19.588+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about Congratulations Daren!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;Ok this post is way back-dated. I had it in my draft since Mid Feb, but due to laziness, it remained there till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say - Congratulations &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,153)"&gt;Daren Tan Sze Wei&lt;/span&gt;! on your very first solo album! Wu huuu! Hope it sells like hot cakes and may it break records! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, another reason for my enthusiasm besides the fact that his lead song 主打 is happy, lighthearted, sweet, endearing and chirpy, just the way i like my songs to be.&lt;br /&gt;The other reason would of course be because... Look at the pictures! If you're still unsure whats happening, call/msn/email/sms me and i will tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80m877xiiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6pqNWlUi524/s1600-h/DSC02649+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173834375240976930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80m877xiiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6pqNWlUi524/s320/DSC02649+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;Daren &amp;amp; I posing with the cartoonize us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80n3L7xijI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jsLRJSuj488/s1600-h/DSC02646+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173835375968356914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80n3L7xijI/AAAAAAAAAKc/jsLRJSuj488/s320/DSC02646+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;A Pic for keepsake :) I rubbed shoulders w a celebrity!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80oab7xikI/AAAAAAAAAKk/PbE09683WPo/s1600-h/DSC02639+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173835981558745666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80oab7xikI/AAAAAAAAAKk/PbE09683WPo/s320/DSC02639+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;The people behind our hamsome &amp;amp; pretty face and hair and clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80pn77xilI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WeTPrT8ReFc/s1600-h/DSC02638+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173837312998607442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80pn77xilI/AAAAAAAAAKs/WeTPrT8ReFc/s320/DSC02638+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;Bad Boy crooner needs his caffaine fix too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80p477ximI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SCTtmUcOkiU/s1600-h/DSC02637+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173837605056383586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80p477ximI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SCTtmUcOkiU/s320/DSC02637+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0066;"&gt;Me with my prop for the day. A lollipop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0066;"&gt;Okie peeps! Now that you know I'm involved in his MV (the song is 不需理由). Do your part to up his song level oke! Buy his album, dedicate his songs on radio, select it at least 20x when you go to the KTV and whatever that will make it popular! Promise you will kkkkk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4699875004105092405?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4699875004105092405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4699875004105092405' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4699875004105092405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4699875004105092405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/02/about-congratulations-daren.html' title='about Congratulations Daren!'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R80m877xiiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/6pqNWlUi524/s72-c/DSC02649+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3480252933944771524</id><published>2008-03-02T02:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:19.706+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about emotions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;My world kinda came to a stand still after I've stopped working,&lt;br /&gt;but the world hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;With my newly found spare time, I went blog hopping.&lt;br /&gt;Many blogs are dead and some as happening as ever.&lt;br /&gt;The happening as ever ones, makes me feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since when did i give up improving myself.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, somewhere i got obsess, grew idealistic and thought passion feeds.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up from Lala land Prisses.&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore Moolah speaks. No Moolah. No passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R8mfmuDKXHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jQZX_EY-dwg/s1600-h/834091_my_destination_sky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172841134556863602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R8mfmuDKXHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jQZX_EY-dwg/s320/834091_my_destination_sky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Despair is:&lt;br /&gt;when everything you ever wanted is painted clearly in your head...&lt;br /&gt;but you just never seem to reach it.&lt;br /&gt;-Anonymous-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3480252933944771524?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3480252933944771524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3480252933944771524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3480252933944771524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3480252933944771524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/about-emotions.html' title='about emotions...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R8mfmuDKXHI/AAAAAAAAAKM/jQZX_EY-dwg/s72-c/834091_my_destination_sky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4457959325220779805</id><published>2008-03-01T01:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:22:14.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about Birthday extension...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;This year, instead of celebrating my burstday - 1 day only, Celebrations started early and ended like 2 week later?!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my sweet, adorable, where-to-find-such-friends, friends. Pris is one happy happy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Y&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; girl ( I'm only 18 btw..hehe. so shy *blushes*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more details soon. Stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4457959325220779805?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4457959325220779805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4457959325220779805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4457959325220779805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4457959325220779805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/03/about-birthday-extension.html' title='about Birthday extension...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8406643597622022697</id><published>2008-02-28T14:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:57:35.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;okie. rek just scared the shit out of me, saying how i could get into trouble with the law for blogging about sensitive/racist issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And so i would like to clarify tat, in all due respect. I love the Muslim community and I totally adore Singapore for its multi-racial mix. Because this sweet multi-racial mix is the reason why i know Indians eat prata, chapati and they don't eat cow. And Malays eat Mee Soto, Mee Siam and Satay and cannot touch pigs or dogs. And they are usually the people that opens 24 hours so that we can satisfy our craving anytime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;So yea. I will let my previous post stay and take my chances. The worst that can happen is. If the Selamat person googles himself everyday, he will find my post, see how i look like &amp;amp; the things i said about him and maybe send someone to make my disappear from the face of this earth, which might not exactly be a bad ting too coz then i wont have to be around to witness their evil doings and feel lousy and sad about not being able to do anyting about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8406643597622022697?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8406643597622022697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8406643597622022697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8406643597622022697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8406643597622022697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/02/about.html' title='about ...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5004714504718599818</id><published>2008-02-28T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T02:48:18.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about terrifying terrors...</title><content type='html'>Ok. Even though i have been uber lazy lately. This latest news provoked enough frustration in me, to turn to my blog to voice my thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it seems, some Singapore JI jerk that walks with a limp has escaped from a detention centre! GOD how did that happen?! What ever happened to our unfalterable police force, how did they even let a limping man escape them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now because of this crazy bugger, mum had to wake up at 12am in the morning, pack her stuff and leave for wrk. Bastard. I know its work and its my mum responsibilty, but HEYYYYY. if this idiot hadn't escape. None of this would even need to happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the JI. Dun they have anything better to do?! Just what is wrong with them, What kind of satisfaction do they achieve from planning bomb attacks and killing people? Why can't the force(aka Allah) they apparently work for, make them see that the best thing they can ever do for their religion is to exterminate themselves off the face of this earth because by doing so, REAL humans with tolerance for all other religion out there can live their already so troubled lives in peace and harmony....and prosperity. And people will respect their religion instead of being resentful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sucks, I'm upset, I hope as I'm typing this, our efficient task forces have already found that guy and is bringin him back to where he should be. I can't imagine living everyday in fear or having to worry about my family everytime they leave the house, or being afraid to step out of my house because i might get bombed or even seeing our beautiful concreate landscaped be blasted apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go to bed tonite with my heavy heart, praying to Allah (I am Buddhist btw).&lt;br /&gt;In my prayer, i will tell Allah about his so-called religious warriors and how they are always  planning to bomb places, kill people and take away innocent lives. I will tell Allah that &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mas Selamat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has escaped illegally and please let him be found and finally i will tell Allah that despite all the differences in languages and belief. I believe and respect Islam as a religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Allah can convince all the people that kill in his name to drop their guns and use their money to do more meaningful stuff and let the world sleep in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.      For those still not in the loop you may want to check out the news &lt;a href="http://sg.news.yahoo.com/rtrs/20080227/tap-singapore-militants-c3bb44c.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s    The guy might not be limping anymore, mayb the limp was just a decoy.&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s.s  A guy with such a happy sounding name - Selamat, turns out to be a evil mastermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5004714504718599818?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5004714504718599818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5004714504718599818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5004714504718599818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5004714504718599818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/02/about-terrifying-terrors.html' title='about terrifying terrors...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3802195659728336762</id><published>2008-02-14T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T13:25:59.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about 14th Feb..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Happy Valentines Everyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Yey! Its that time of the year again, where guys clear their wallets and girls get gifts and both goes to dine at fancy restaurants paying double or triple the usual price, for additional lovey valentiney stuff like a rose, a mini bottle of wine/champange &amp;amp; chocolates, that we really don't need.&lt;br /&gt; Yes. we know the usual gimmick, but who can resist them! Especially on V-Day. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been updating my blog for a while now, but dun worry, i will have all the time in the world to update it on a regular basis w.e.f today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Life recently has been packed with many exciting activities. Can't wait to share all of them in pictures. Will backtrack and take my time to chronicle them one by one, once my blogging mood is back. For now! I'm off to bumming A.G.A.I.N.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Cheerios people. Have a good celebration ahead and dun get ripped off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;p.s. I heard a 3 stalks bouquet of flowers cost $90 bucks..absolutely stunning&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/6896211-3802195659728336762?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3802195659728336762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3802195659728336762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3802195659728336762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3802195659728336762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/02/about-14th-feb_14.html' title='about 14th Feb..'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4837619282014933196</id><published>2008-01-06T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T01:10:53.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about 2007 vs 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;We're already into the 6th day of 2008 and pretty soon I will be another year older. Not that it matters, I still feel 21! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;2007 will be a memorable year for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Its the first time i ever stepped out of my comfort zone, my shy bubble and tried to make a difference in my life by attempting something i never thought possible. Cliche as it might sounds, i must say, it all wouldn't have been possible without the help and encouragement of my good friends, those kind samaritians and my lovely family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Through it all, i saw the most heartwarming &amp;amp; precious gift that anyone could have given in my lifetime. My gift is their unconditional support and concern for little me. Taking time off and making the effort to be there for me, in the major milestone of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So with 2007 as my benchmark, 2008 can only be better and more exciting! and so we shall see people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Stay Tune. Stay Optimistic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;8&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4837619282014933196?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4837619282014933196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4837619282014933196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4837619282014933196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4837619282014933196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-2007-vs-2008.html' title='about 2007 vs 2008'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-2792395956273357669</id><published>2008-01-06T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T10:11:05.079+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about doggies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUEMxwU7yy0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CUEMxwU7yy0&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Was doing the usual Facebook stuff when i came across this superbly sweet doggy video.&lt;br /&gt;So adorable right! I want a doggie too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-2792395956273357669?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/2792395956273357669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=2792395956273357669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2792395956273357669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2792395956273357669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-doggies.html' title='about doggies...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4577559404448932136</id><published>2008-01-05T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T10:11:05.081+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>about recap of 2007 in numbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;Weeks leading to the new year was: A MAD DASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My every single day of Dec was packed with meeting with friends and running of errands. Finally the new year is here and I'm happy to just be slacking away in front of the lappy. Blogging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;The summary for the month in figures:&lt;br /&gt;No. of meeting with friends that i havent see for a while - 10x&lt;br /&gt;No. of photo taken - 200++&lt;br /&gt;No. of parties attended - 5x&lt;br /&gt;No. of weddings - 2x&lt;br /&gt;No. of baby/baby showers attended - 3x&lt;br /&gt;No. of exercise attempt - 2x&lt;br /&gt;No. of cleaning up room - 0x&lt;br /&gt;No. of naggings - 0x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#009900;"&gt;2007 has been good.&lt;br /&gt;2008 i'm eagerly anticipating to see how it will unveil itself. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4577559404448932136?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4577559404448932136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4577559404448932136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4577559404448932136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4577559404448932136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2008/01/about-recap-of-2007-in-numbers.html' title='about recap of 2007 in numbers'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5204085241836792034</id><published>2007-12-12T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:20.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>about Granny's 75th Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;#3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third highlight of the week was my granny birthday celebration! My Ah ma is 75 years old and to celebrate we had a nice sumptious dinner at a Tze Char restuarant in Bedok. Dinner was spent, chit-chatting with my cousins and watching how the older cousins tease the younger ones and how the younger cousin will fume and sulk and then serveral mins later, resume joking around and opening themselves to another round of teasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fact that my parents makes the effort to strengthen ties with our extended family by organizing meetups and going back to my grandma's place every weekend. I've heard of many friends who tells me stories of how they only meet their cousins once a year, or things like not knowing their cousins' name and some even shared information of how there is a possibility that they might walk pass their cousin along the street and not know that they're related at all. I think thats so scary and worrying, whatever is happening to kinship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a short note to my dearest cousins:&lt;br /&gt;I always have tonnes of fun whenever we are together and I'm glad that after so many years, we're still in close contact with one another. I would love to see you all grow up, get married, be around to see your baby when they appear and be updated on all the major milestones in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, i would love to share all my life miracles with you all ...so lets work towards making this happen ya? :) Love ya all. Muackz. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R2AZF8AneBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zsWnmorkm2g/s1600-h/DSC02583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143138364255860754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R2AZF8AneBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zsWnmorkm2g/s320/DSC02583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Our BIG family portriat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R2AZGMAneCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dWuxR5altzc/s1600-h/DSC02575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143138368550828066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R2AZGMAneCI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dWuxR5altzc/s320/DSC02575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R2AZGsAneDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ksqmFIhtt3I/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143138377140762674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R2AZGsAneDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/ksqmFIhtt3I/s320/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5204085241836792034?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5204085241836792034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5204085241836792034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5204085241836792034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5204085241836792034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/12/about-grannys-75th-bday.html' title='about Granny&apos;s 75th Bday'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R2AZF8AneBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/zsWnmorkm2g/s72-c/DSC02583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4391082707671006252</id><published>2007-12-10T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T12:47:29.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>about dress sho-ping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;#2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other fun event that happened was with my girl pals; we met up one fateful day after a loooong day of work and walked around Isetan shopping for a dress to wear at Wendy's Wedding. Besides shopping, our other objective was of course to take pictures! It's been ages since we took some group photos and even if we did, it usually ends up in de hands of people who don't send pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;like Wendy, Rekha and sometimes Denyse&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; but think I'll better not name names.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;After sho-ping and dinner, with a camera, we found a corner at Wisma Atria and went wild posing prettily, diva-ly, weirdly etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;I always believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Fun is not what you always what you do, but who you do it with that matters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;. So a simple thing like taking random pictures became the highlight of that evening because I had so much fun snapping them, and taking turns having my picture being snapped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Their reaction time impressed me the most, no matter how messy and unorganized everyone was moments ago, upon seeing the camera is up and ready to snap, all of them can &amp;amp; will spontaneously pose and be camera ready in less than a second! So here are the pictures that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=94738084&amp;amp;ver=102906" quality="high" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="320" width="426"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right: 1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;amp;refid=94738084"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right: 1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=94738084&amp;amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right: 1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=94738084"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;After trying like so many thousands pieces of champange gold dresses, only I ended up buying a lovely white cocktail dress seen in the fitting room pictures, while the rest decided not to buy, after sooo much hustle -_-".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;But since we always have loads of fun, more meetups = more fun times! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4391082707671006252?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4391082707671006252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4391082707671006252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4391082707671006252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4391082707671006252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/12/about-dress-sho-ping.html' title='about dress sho-ping'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-548047822797556204</id><published>2007-12-03T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:20.812+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>about our domestic helper of 12 years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;Okie, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;so I haven't been blogging as much. Too much events had happen since my last post, so I shall attempt to do a summary highlighting the worth-mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog has been discovered by my Star Search supporters-turn-friends. I'm not sure if I'm really comfortable with the idea because I am a Pretty Private Person thus my initials PPP (ok. That's corny). But then that statement contradicts too because no one forced me to create a blog account. I willingly created one and willingly posted details about my life and fully understands that all these stuff can easily be searched and made available on the World Wide Web. So why should I even be whining?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hello Evonne and Joyce welcome to my world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to the highlights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1&lt;br /&gt;My domestic helper, whom I call Aunty Joyce, has worked for us for 12 good years. And now she has finally decided that it was time to bid us farewell and so it was back to the airport again on 25 th Nov 07.&lt;br /&gt;It's been only 2 weeks since she left, but my entire family, we're kinda missing her already because my new aunty, she can't really cook. I hope her cooking will improve soon, I miss nice, yummy home-cooked soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took pictures again... heres some to share..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/prispan/LifeSLikeThat/photo?authkey=XYxcmGCRh_0#5140540699315763122"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 240px;" src="http://lh5.google.com/prispan/R1beh8And7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/TITk0i8Y69U/s400/DSC02526.JPG" border="0" height="272" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's best friend&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140543585533786114" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R1bhJ8AneAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gIw2JOi_qG4/s320/DSC02529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One last shot :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-548047822797556204?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/548047822797556204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=548047822797556204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/548047822797556204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/548047822797556204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/12/about-our-domestic-helper-of-12-years.html' title='about our domestic helper of 12 years...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R1bhJ8AneAI/AAAAAAAAAJY/gIw2JOi_qG4/s72-c/DSC02529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5752887697767168442</id><published>2007-11-14T18:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:20.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>about mindless thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;My brain never stops thinking. Even when I am busy rushing for a freaking deadline, the moment I stop work for that brief second to think of what next to write, my mind wanders off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's some random thought that came up when my mind went wandering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Why do some people use their right hand to hold their mobile phone on the left ear, when their left hand is free or vice versa? Some even do it the more acrobatic way of raising their hand behind their head and hold it that way throughout the train journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzsg6AzG2DI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SxF0EyWR5BI/s1600-h/art.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132732381337671730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzsg6AzG2DI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SxF0EyWR5BI/s320/art.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. PJ shared some prank about wearing an astronaut suit and then getting someone to fart into the air pipe and how the guy vomited in the suit coz he couldn’t take the smell. then i got thinking; has anyone ever fainted in the toilet because their own fart/crap was too smelly for themself to bear? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Shopping! I still havent got over this money-depleting, only-for-the-rich addiction. I need to stop thinking which style of shoe am i still lacking and i SO should have gotten that dress when it was available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RzslegzG2EI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NgcxM9m0eQs/s1600-h/Photo0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132737406449408066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RzslegzG2EI/AAAAAAAAAIE/NgcxM9m0eQs/s320/Photo0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the dress that i miss dearly.&lt;br /&gt;Now its sold out. Shatz. Life suck! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5752887697767168442?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5752887697767168442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5752887697767168442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5752887697767168442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5752887697767168442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/11/about-mindless-thoughts.html' title='about mindless thoughts...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzsg6AzG2DI/AAAAAAAAAH8/SxF0EyWR5BI/s72-c/art.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8759752614650271858</id><published>2007-11-14T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>about Why my Engrish so poor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;I have a deadline to meet. But I reckon 10 minutes of blogging won’t kill me right? (I hope ~!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway some updates after my incessant complains of feeling lousy at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a new project, doing up marketing kit for the company. Yeah! Finally a job scope after being back so long. So with my mediocre English, I have to attempt using fanciful words to present the company’s past project in the best light, no matter how plain or dry or boring it is. So freaking tough!! For once, I so wish I was an Ah neh w good command of ang moh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my point is I’ve always known my English was average and all but I just found out that I am shallow too?&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing around Thesaurus.com trying to find more sophisticated words to replace the word ‘worry’ when I came across the word ‘Intercourse’. The immediate word that I linked ‘intercourse’ to was ‘Sex’ and following on; I realize I don’t know about any other meaning for that word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh…Is it me or is it just that this word has only one meaning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Enlighten me prease u good English people out there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8759752614650271858?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8759752614650271858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8759752614650271858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8759752614650271858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8759752614650271858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/11/about-why-my-engrish-so-poor.html' title='about Why my Engrish so poor!'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-154780816756574190</id><published>2007-11-05T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:23.825+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star search'/><title type='text'>about Finally its the Finals~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAwMsLkRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/96aC1jNu6os/s1600-h/DSC02310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131993340917289234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAwMsLkRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/96aC1jNu6os/s320/DSC02310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAwssLkSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rRIyW5BAiqc/s1600-h/DSC02307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131993349507223842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAwssLkSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/rRIyW5BAiqc/s320/DSC02307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAxMsLkTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/07xt65t4iRY/s1600-h/DSC02348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131993358097158450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAxMsLkTI/AAAAAAAAAHM/07xt65t4iRY/s320/DSC02348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAxssLkUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Tvf-hRh6le8/s1600-h/DSC02336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131993366687093058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAxssLkUI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Tvf-hRh6le8/s320/DSC02336.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAx8sLkVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tBGyU1RSEtg/s1600-h/DSC02324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131993370982060370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAx8sLkVI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tBGyU1RSEtg/s320/DSC02324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-GssLkMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/aBAKjEleZWw/s1600-h/DSC02320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131990428929462466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Contestants - whats left" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-GssLkMI/AAAAAAAAAGU/aBAKjEleZWw/s320/DSC02320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-HMsLkNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cPrz4uxF6Uk/s1600-h/DSC02326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131990437519397074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-HMsLkNI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cPrz4uxF6Uk/s320/DSC02326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-H8sLkOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/q12pJGqkgT8/s1600-h/DSC02313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131990450404298978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="with Mr Sexy" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-H8sLkOI/AAAAAAAAAGk/q12pJGqkgT8/s320/DSC02313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-IcsLkPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eLRItT5Jq48/s1600-h/DSC02317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131990458994233586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Mei NU's" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-IcsLkPI/AAAAAAAAAGs/eLRItT5Jq48/s320/DSC02317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-JMsLkQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/t5FfzPzJvgI/s1600-h/DSC02329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131990471879135490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="with Marcus" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh-JMsLkQI/AAAAAAAAAG0/t5FfzPzJvgI/s320/DSC02329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8BssLkHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TAF816wV_AE/s1600-h/DSC02296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131988144006860914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Qing qi, the motherly script writer" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8BssLkHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TAF816wV_AE/s320/DSC02296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8DMsLkII/AAAAAAAAAF0/cCaaPWLhqPE/s1600-h/DSC02312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131988169776664706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Felicia! &amp;amp; ME" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8DMsLkII/AAAAAAAAAF0/cCaaPWLhqPE/s320/DSC02312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8E8sLkJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U-xlM0X_J8Q/s1600-h/DSC02300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131988199841435794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Nanny Jayine-the famous blogger" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8E8sLkJI/AAAAAAAAAF8/U-xlM0X_J8Q/s320/DSC02300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8GcsLkKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uBwdbsxZd_Q/s1600-h/DSC02303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131988225611239586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Jeneen!" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8GcsLkKI/AAAAAAAAAGE/uBwdbsxZd_Q/s320/DSC02303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8HMsLkLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3O3ujYWaCLg/s1600-h/DSC02332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131988238496141490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="Jiayi - the pretty script writer" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Rzh8HMsLkLI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3O3ujYWaCLg/s320/DSC02332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally its all over. The winner has been crowned and its no other than Mr Andie Chen 'Guan' Jun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have known from the start, his name says it all. Now i know besides talent maybe name does help increase chances of winning too. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides the really good performance by the 6 of them, I had a really good time at the post event party too! Saw president Nathan and wife up close. Saw Felicia up close and snapped a picture with her too!!! groupie -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-154780816756574190?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/154780816756574190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=154780816756574190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/154780816756574190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/154780816756574190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/11/about-finally-its-finals.html' title='about Finally its the Finals~'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RziAwMsLkRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/96aC1jNu6os/s72-c/DSC02310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-7997249606072735407</id><published>2007-11-02T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:24.066+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>about Cute paper art...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Christmas is nearing. I like Christmas. But i might be broke. so maybe i shall make these cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);" href="http://readymech.com/"&gt;paper monsters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; for my friends. Budget and nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus! birthday coming ah? Tell me which design you like, i make for you. (",)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Ryrpgq_MC1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/9dDTTafM0mY/s1600-h/paperart.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Ryrpgq_MC1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/9dDTTafM0mY/s320/paperart.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128167873219136338" 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/6896211-7997249606072735407?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/7997249606072735407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=7997249606072735407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7997249606072735407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7997249606072735407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/11/about-cute-paper-art.html' title='about Cute paper art...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/Ryrpgq_MC1I/AAAAAAAAAFk/9dDTTafM0mY/s72-c/paperart.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3542388791046463989</id><published>2007-11-02T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about wedding dinner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Yesterday after dinner with the ladies, I was just zealously upbeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Maybe it’s because there’s Amber, Ching, Denyse, PeiJia, Rekha and Wendy or maybe it’s just the Fish &amp;amp; Chip. It was so fun and we were laughing so loud while discussing about what to do for Wendy’s Wedding (Yes yes yes! She’s tying the knot!). At the end of the dinner, no real decisions were made but still its fun because having the full attendance of all 7 of us is quite rare these days. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;While on my way back in the train, I sat beside a lady who was reading a book. I gave a glance and noticed that it was quite a thick book, but there are only a few liners on each page and I thought why would someone buy something so bo hua unless it related to religion. Then being the typical nosey person, I inched my head nearer to have a better look at what kinda of bo hua book it is and partly to entertain my restless self during the journey. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;So there I getting into the role of an ostrich, sitting, squinting and elongating my head to try to read a few lines from the book. And this is what I saw, not the exact words… but it goes something like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; Do not search for God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Instead, search for your dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Only when you are happy can you bring others Happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;Aww~ so inspiring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3542388791046463989?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3542388791046463989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3542388791046463989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3542388791046463989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3542388791046463989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-about-wedding-dinner.html' title='the one about wedding dinner...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-1773709971031238323</id><published>2007-10-30T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.481+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about Google is now GOD?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;While doing some online researchI came across this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);" href="http://www.forbes.com/home/technology/2007/04/29/sanar-google-skyfacet-tech-cx_ag_0430googhell_2.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Ok, i would advise against reading if you're not a techie geek because its nothing funny or stupid etc. On the contrary its just darn good knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt; Google also got hell one lei.. Dun play play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-1773709971031238323?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/1773709971031238323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=1773709971031238323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1773709971031238323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1773709971031238323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-google-is-now-god.html' title='the one about Google is now GOD?'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6780820559655489145</id><published>2007-10-28T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star search'/><title type='text'>the one about the times i miss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I miss those times. I miss the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/prispan/LifeSLikeThat/photo?authkey=XYxcmGCRh_0#5114564319197952114"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/prispan/RvqVJnKueHI/AAAAAAAAADM/4IdpNHhAUSM/s400/home.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/prispan/LifeSLikeThat/photo?authkey=XYxcmGCRh_0#5114564314902984802"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.google.com/prispan/RvqVJXKueGI/AAAAAAAAADE/xJbrdNzVhpo/s400/DSC00126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/prispan/LifeSLikeThat/photo?authkey=XYxcmGCRh_0#5114564310608017490"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/prispan/RvqVJHKueFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/XO7DZWohnr8/s400/DSC01833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/prispan/LifeSLikeThat/photo?authkey=XYxcmGCRh_0#5114564302018082882"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.google.com/prispan/RvqVInKueEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/UaN7Sjce0SI/s400/grp%20copy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its almost over soon. Its time I move on.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6780820559655489145?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6780820559655489145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6780820559655489145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6780820559655489145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6780820559655489145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-times-i-miss.html' title='the one about the times i miss.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-2086334499702961768</id><published>2007-10-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.483+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>the one about Saturday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;While the world is out partying, dressing up as monsters on a Saturday to celebrate Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed home to watch "200 Pounds Beauty". (Maria! Ave Maria!!!) and it made me happier.&lt;br /&gt;I love what movies can do to change one's mood. One of the reason why I took the chance and participated in SS was because I want to be the person, changing people's mood from sorrow to inspired toooo. Yey! Yey Yeyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZCvXd2pqHU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1ZCvXd2pqHU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, movie cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Movies and their mood altering ability:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies about Love - makes me look forward to loving again&lt;br /&gt;Movies about dreams - pushes me to make my dream happen&lt;br /&gt;Movies about hate/feud/cruel - reminds me how fragile the world is and we must learn to be tolerant and love everyone&lt;br /&gt;Movies with cute lead actors - gives me a benchmark of how my next partner should look like. (the lead actor is so so so so so so charming.yummy.. *salivates*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/prispan/LifeSLikeThat/photo?authkey=XYxcmGCRh_0#5126063695726381890"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/prispan/RyNvxa_MC0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/EXb7RXxQUWU/s288/Joo_Jin_Mo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally the show is about chatlines &amp;amp; phone sex too! at this point of my life when i'm so disgusted by it. It gives me a clue to who are the ladies whose actually behind those sexy voices.&lt;br /&gt;I feel better and I have nothing against them but i have loads of things against the despos who call. Burt anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Hyper and Chirpy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-2086334499702961768?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/2086334499702961768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=2086334499702961768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2086334499702961768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2086334499702961768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/while-world-is-out-partying-dressing-up.html' title='the one about Saturday..'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3211227773414242645</id><published>2007-10-26T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astrology-Horoscope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about mole-ology...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/prispan/LifeSLikeThat/photo?authkey=XYxcmGCRh_0#5125568546126695202"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.google.com/prispan/RyGtb6_MCyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/O4BVe0ckMlg/s400/mole.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;First, check your face for any moles, and then look at the diagram above to identify the number(s) that are a closest match to the moles on your face. Usually, the moles only hold meaning for you if they are prominent and they are the only one. If your face if full of spots, acne or "little" moles, they do not count. When you've ascertained which position corresponds to the mole on your face, look up the meanings listed by numbers below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Position 1 to 3 &gt;&gt;As a child, you are somewhat rebellious and a free spirit. You have an innate creativity and work best when you are given a free hand. Generally, your superiors like your avante garde approach to life. If you have a mole here, you are far better off in business and being your own boss rather than working for somebody. What is promising is that you have the luck to be your own boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 4 &gt;&gt;You are an impulsive person, often acting with a flamboyance that gives you charisma and a sparkling personality, but you can be difficult when there are too many opinions. You tend to be rather argumentative, but never to the point of holding grudges. This mole tends to give you an explosive temper and should you decide to remove it, you will find yourself becoming calmer and more at peace with the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 5 &gt;&gt;A mole above the eyebrow indicates that there is wealth luck in your life, but you will need to earn it and work harder than most people. All the income you make must be carefully kept as there are people who are jealous of you who might attempt to sweet talk you into parting with your wealth. Be wary of those who try to interest you in get-rich-quick schemes. If you have a mole here, it is advisable not to be too trusting of others. Follow your instincts and be cautious. And never allow other people to control your finances. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 6 &gt;&gt;A mole here indicates intelligence, creativity and skill as an artist. Your artistic talent can bring you wealth, fame and success. It also indicates wealth luck, but this can only be fully realized if you follow your heart rather than stick to conventional means of making a living. Success will come if you are brave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 7 &gt;&gt;Moles under the eyebrows indicate arguments within the extended family that cause you grief and unhappiness. This will affect your work and livelihood. It is advisable to settle any differences you have with your relatives if you want peace of mind to move ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 8 &gt;&gt;This is not a very good position for a mole. Your financial position will constantly be under strain because of a tendency to overspend. You also have a penchant for gambling. The only thing is you must know when to stop. Meanwhile, someone with a mole here has a tendency to flirt with members of the opposite sex as well as with the same sex. Better be a little discerning where you exert your charms, or you might get into trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 9 &gt;&gt;This mole position suggests sexual and other problems. It is an unfortunate mole and you are well advised to get rid of it. It brings a litany of woes and a parade of problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 10 &gt;&gt;A mole here just under the nose indicates excellent descendants luck. You are surrounded by family at all times and will have many children and grandchildren. You have the support of those close to you and will be both materially and emotionally fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 11 &gt;&gt;Moles here suggest a tendency to succumb to illness. It is a good idea to have this mole removed especially if it is a large, dark-coloured mole. Otherwise use lots of foundation to cover it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 12 &gt;&gt;A mole here foretells a successful but also a very balanced life. You are likely to be not just rich, but famous as well. But although you have every opportunity to live the high life, you will have a satisfying home and family life as well. Women with moles here are particularly lucky and tend to be beautiful and glamourous as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 13 &gt;&gt;Your children will be a big worry in your life. Your relationship with them is not good. There is nothing much you can do about this except to learn some tolerance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 14 &gt;&gt;A mole here suggests a vulnerability to food which can be a big problem in your life. You may have allergies against certain foods or you may simply be eating too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 15 &gt;&gt;You are a person always on the move and constantly renovating and redesigning your house. You like to be introduced to new things and see new places. You are not happy if you remain in one place for long. You enjoy travel and adventure, and have a very observant eye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 16 &gt;&gt;You need to be careful when it comes to eating, and also when it comes to your sex life. These are your two biggest problems. You tend to have weight issues which can make you depressed. You enjoy romance, sometimes with more than one person, but because you are a person with some morality, you will feel guilty about it and this will cause you much stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 17 &gt;&gt;You will be someone of great social prominence. You are active on the social scene and an excellent conversationalist. There is a tendency to become bigheaded about your success, which could lose you your good name. This will affect you deeply because you draw your confidence and self worth from what others think of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 18 &gt;&gt;You are a person always on the move. There is a great deal of overseas travel in your life, but you should take extra care each time you cross the great waters, as your mole prefers you to stay at home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 19 &gt;&gt;You have money luck and many good friends, so this is a good mole to have. Your weakness is that you tend to succumb to the charms of the opposite sex. In your life, it is this that could get you into hot water, so do cool your ardour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 20 &gt;&gt;A mole here can be very lucky or very unlucky. If you have a mole here, you are destined either for extreme fame or infamy. You have great flair for creativity and are also highly intelligent, but your talents can be used for both good and bad. You are not a person to be trifled with for you are no pushover and do not forgive and forget easily. This mole is a mark of someone who will go down in history either as a great or as a tyrant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 21 &gt;&gt;This is a good mole, as it suggests plenty to eat and drink throughout your life. This mole also brings fame and recognition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 22 &gt;&gt;Your life is always happy and things go smoothly for you. You could well become a sports superstar if you have the passion for it. Moles at the end of eyebrows also suggest a person of authority and power, so if you are the CEO of a company, you will do very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 23 &gt;&gt;You have a high IQ, and you are both brain smart and street smart. You have a highly-developed survival instinct and will lead a meaningful and long life. You will be active until a very old age and will have friends and family around you till the very end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 24 &gt;&gt;You will achieve fame and fortune in your young age and you are advised to use this period to safeguard your old age, as people with moles here tend to have a harderlife as they get older. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Position 25 &gt;&gt;You will enjoy good prosperity and recognition luck, but do be careful of excesses. Stay traditional in your attitudes and you will have a long and fruitful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3211227773414242645?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3211227773414242645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3211227773414242645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3211227773414242645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3211227773414242645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-mole-ology.html' title='the one about mole-ology...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-2919179765871375469</id><published>2007-10-26T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about having friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its true.. I feel really down. but luckily there is a blog and good friends that reads it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks PJ! Thanks Wendy! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quoting from my new found friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jayine.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jayine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;-"good friends are like good wine - the older the better"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days will get better. Yes it will. Only when you know sadness, then will you appreciate happiness. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: Optimistic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-2919179765871375469?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/2919179765871375469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=2919179765871375469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2919179765871375469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2919179765871375469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-having-friends.html' title='the one about having friends.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-2748157341865843409</id><published>2007-10-24T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Life is too short to be sad. Life is too short to be dishonest. Life is too fragile to have Liars around"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words sounds vaguely familar. Have i heard it somewhere? Have i said it during one of my depressing days? I can't remember, but I believe in every single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living around for 23 years, having been attached for the past 5 years. I have learnt, through hits and misses - honesty is the foundation of a relationship. So why is it, some people never get the chance to learn about this fact of life? How do they believe that relationship exists without trust? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bewildered. I'm mentally drained. Is a peaceful, trusting, happy relationship EVER possible. Please someone. Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood rating: Drained, braindead, hungover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-2748157341865843409?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/2748157341865843409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=2748157341865843409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2748157341865843409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2748157341865843409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/life-is-too-short-to-be-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4023580754380707909</id><published>2007-10-17T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about Face-booking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Have you “facebook-ed” yet? I have! (Yahoo offered a freaking billion to buy it over!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Isn’t it just like Friendster? Ok, besides those gazillion weird applications that allows you to have fish tanks, slap friends, vampire bite friends, give eggs that hatches to weirder stuff (which is totally DUH~), I’m back to, isn’t it just LIKE Friendster? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;That being said, I do have to give credit to some interesting features like, tagging of faces in photos, Scrabulous and uploading of photo albums to your own account. Then again, when you look at the bottom line basic…. Isn’t just another Friendster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4023580754380707909?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4023580754380707909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4023580754380707909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4023580754380707909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4023580754380707909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-face-booking.html' title='the one about Face-booking'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-87616318403132560</id><published>2007-10-12T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.487+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Astrology-Horoscope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about Ratty Luck for 2008...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51)"&gt;Uncle Tan shared this link with me regarding our Ratty luck for next year… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51)"&gt;can check it out here! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,51,51)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cashstream.tv/FortuneTeller_Mise.php"&gt;http://www.cashstream.tv/FortuneTeller_Mise.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-87616318403132560?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/87616318403132560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=87616318403132560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/87616318403132560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/87616318403132560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/uncle-tan-shared-this-link-with-me.html' title='the one about Ratty Luck for 2008...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-590885738724620323</id><published>2007-10-10T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:24.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about me... happier already...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I’m back from lunch and I’m feeling happier!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to yummy food and Yami yoghurt! Yeap, there’s a new outlet @ ICON. Yey! Yey! Yey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing which made me happier is of course, online shopping! They are absolutely distracting but cheap coz i dun usually buy them…&lt;br /&gt;I have been in the crazy shopping mood for the past few months! It’s like a drug addiction and I crave for it, every time I stand in front of my wardrobe and wonder what to wear. It really takes a lot of discipline from me to stop me from walking into a shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to go cold Turkey soon… Else I can make do with shopping at flea markets~ J I went to one last Sunday and it was heaven… I got 4 dresses, a belt and hair band and only spent a total of $70 bucks! I’ll update some photos of my buys soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile enjoy some pictures of D (in a dress) &amp;amp; Ber (just being a wacko)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwyJHnKueNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mD1gkMNAyk0/s1600-h/Photo0295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119617640279472338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwyJHnKueNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mD1gkMNAyk0/s400/Photo0295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ber totally refusing to stop shaking her head!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwyJH3KueOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5sWhrKufjvE/s1600-h/Photo0297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119617644574439650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwyJH3KueOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/5sWhrKufjvE/s400/Photo0297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dee looking sweet and pweety! wee-yu-weet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwyJH3KuePI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8p5EzDL2avI/s1600-h/Photo0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119617644574439666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwyJH3KuePI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8p5EzDL2avI/s400/Photo0299.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I've said... Ber acting like wacko...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh and I’ve added a new section for online shopping places. More spree! yey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-590885738724620323?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/590885738724620323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=590885738724620323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/590885738724620323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/590885738724620323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-me-happier-already.html' title='the one about me... happier already...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwyJHnKueNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/mD1gkMNAyk0/s72-c/Photo0295.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6560006988408243777</id><published>2007-10-10T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.489+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about training train etiquettes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am grumpy and bitchy today. The world sucks; life sucks. I think I might fall into depression (or maybe I might not since I’m still aware that I could be falling into it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick today, bitter about some issues, lousy about myself, mourning over a loss and hoping for the impossible. So I hereby declare – Oct 2007 Moodiest Pris Day (or month).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning with my unmotivated, too-tired-to-be-positive soul, I was forcibly brought to work by my guilty conscience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the NEL and I got a seat as usual. But what’s not so usual is halfway through the ride; a mum and her 5-6yr old child boarded the train and since there was only one empty seat, of course the mum gave the sit to her son, since he is so young anyway.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway just when I thought this would be the end of the story, like how interesting can someone sitting down beside you be right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened, the little boy started shifting on his seat, kicking around and resting his DIRTY SHOE SOLE on my skirt!&lt;br /&gt;I was like, ok he’s a little boy and he looks like he is suffering from those hyperactive kids illness or something. So being the compassionate me, I ignored his actions and tolerantly sat still and continued meddling with my DS (Legend of Zelda!). But who would have known! Minutes later his dirty shoe sole touched my skirt AGAIN and this time he swept DIRTY SHOE SOLE down my entire skirt and split seconds later he was standing on the seat and resting his entire weight on my arm and rocking himself back and forth with rhythm some more, totally irritating! @#@$@%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother also, standing right in front of him, seeing how her son is obviously annoying the crap out of public, I saw them before and previously the boy was doing the same thing to another girl on the train and on both incidents, she just stood there, REFUSING to stop him or do anything at all. Wah Kao! By now I was Sibei HOT, eh Aunty, obviously your son wants attention, wants you to sayang him or some shit like that right, just do it to placate him la! U stand there do nothing, show a defeated face, expect people to understand why he is acting this way!! Wah really man, it’s ‘model’ parents like her that just makes you NOT want to have kids. You dun TEACH how the F**K they know what they are doing is right or wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not so bothered if my skirt is soiled or not but what I am really bothered by is the action of his Mum. I hope she knows its doing him more harm than good. As it is he needs special and extra attention and yet when she seeing him doing things which obviously are irritating others, she doesn’t bother to correct him. Even a simple “boy, you are kicking someone, don’t do it” would have made him understand something.&lt;br /&gt;Oh… maybe she might tell it to him when they alight from the train? Oh yes and him being only a 5-6 year child who’s labeled as hyperactive, I really wonder if he remembers what he did minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, anyway, its just my thoughts and its not my problem… so its back to work! 2 more days till weekends! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6560006988408243777?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6560006988408243777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6560006988408243777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6560006988408243777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6560006988408243777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-training-train-etiquettes.html' title='the one about training train etiquettes...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-1459015053019474976</id><published>2007-10-03T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:25.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about my mum... my guardian angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was Mummy’s birthday last Friday 280907; a year has passed us once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mum, she’s my pillar of strength, my superhero and everything I have now, is what she and dad has been giving me since the day I was born, even now at 23, it is still them giving me more than what I can reciprocate. I can never ever repay them fully for their love, but please dear Buddha, guide me to my path, show me what I can do, in my small little ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love you Mummy. May you have good health always and may we bring you happiness everyday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfR3KueII/AAAAAAAAADU/fsItyzY29Uc/s1600-h/DSC02197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119571636884764802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfR3KueII/AAAAAAAAADU/fsItyzY29Uc/s320/DSC02197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfR3KueJI/AAAAAAAAADc/dUBOyxVgHHI/s1600-h/DSC02192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119571636884764818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfR3KueJI/AAAAAAAAADc/dUBOyxVgHHI/s320/DSC02192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfSHKueKI/AAAAAAAAADk/aEpZHYZZA-Y/s1600-h/DSC02198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119571641179732130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfSHKueKI/AAAAAAAAADk/aEpZHYZZA-Y/s320/DSC02198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfSXKueLI/AAAAAAAAADs/b1PDLMotMZQ/s1600-h/DSC02201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119571645474699442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfSXKueLI/AAAAAAAAADs/b1PDLMotMZQ/s320/DSC02201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfSXKueMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wd5kjtkGMUM/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119571645474699458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfSXKueMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Wd5kjtkGMUM/s320/DSC02202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-1459015053019474976?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/1459015053019474976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=1459015053019474976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1459015053019474976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1459015053019474976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/10/one-about-my-mum-my-guardian-angel.html' title='the one about my mum... my guardian angel'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RwxfR3KueII/AAAAAAAAADU/fsItyzY29Uc/s72-c/DSC02197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-50886771567426417</id><published>2007-09-26T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:25.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star search'/><title type='text'>the one about competition behaviour analysis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvqCrnKueDI/AAAAAAAAACs/gG88T8RftdU/s1600-h/DSC02041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114544012592576562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvqCrnKueDI/AAAAAAAAACs/gG88T8RftdU/s320/DSC02041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#993399;"&gt; The silver lining behind the darken clouds.&lt;br /&gt;To the eliminateds, never give up pursuing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;Last night was the first episode of the quarter finals. I was there as usual (really what’s new?). Result wise.. Being the patriotic Singaporean, Of coz i was glad Andie, Jeneen &amp;amp; Weilie got through. Though Kola being booted, was kind of surprising. I always thought that the judges loved her. But from past experience, having a juicy role seemed to be the factor that determine one's fate, instead of how well your acting is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;Besides mourning for the eliminated parties, I was more visibly upset about the vibes some contestants seemed to be emitting. I went home last night with a heavier then usual heart. The ugly truth was “showhand-ed” last evening. Besides the few peeps that I’ve bonded closely to, a few others seemed kinda “very surface”. Which I seriously don’t understand why, like why do they even bother doing that and to ME too? Hello?! I’m out, eliminated, no more fighting. So would a more sincere smile and conversation kill you? &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Anyway doesn’t matter, I’ve made my share of good friends and ultimately, a competition will always be a competition. Hidden agendas, jealousy and snide remarks are just a few terms that will always be associated with competitions. It was just me being idealistic and silly to think that our relationship will survive the tribulations of the competition. But Humans are ugly, especially when you want to win and you know perhaps you might not have the whole package of deserving it. So you try other means to get there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Moral of the story: Learn to open your eyes, be kind to fellow beings but also be clear of the situation and of coz be selective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;As Sze Han says... Life suck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:9;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-50886771567426417?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/50886771567426417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=50886771567426417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/50886771567426417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/50886771567426417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-about-human-behaviour.html' title='the one about competition behaviour analysis...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvqCrnKueDI/AAAAAAAAACs/gG88T8RftdU/s72-c/DSC02041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3863111595554575457</id><published>2007-09-21T18:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.492+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about my favourite song..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhXpeD0hZeY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LhXpeD0hZeY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;当我和世界不一样那就让我不一样&lt;br /&gt;坚持对我来说就是以刚克刚&lt;br /&gt;我如果对自己不行如果对自己说谎&lt;br /&gt;即使你不原谅我也不能原谅&lt;br /&gt;最美的愿望一定最疯狂&lt;br /&gt;我就是我自己的神在我活的地方&lt;br /&gt;我和我最后的倔强握紧双手绝对不放&lt;br /&gt;下一站是不是天堂就算失望不能绝望&lt;br /&gt;我和我骄傲的倔强我在风中大声的唱&lt;br /&gt;这一次为自己疯狂就这一次我和我的倔强&lt;br /&gt;对爱我的人别紧张我的固执很善良&lt;br /&gt;我的手越肮脏眼神越是发光&lt;br /&gt;你不在乎我的过往看到了我的翅膀&lt;br /&gt;你说被火烧过才能出现凤凰&lt;br /&gt;逆风的方向更适合飞翔&lt;br /&gt;我不怕千万人阻挡只怕自己投降&lt;br /&gt;我和我最后的倔强握紧双手绝对不放&lt;br /&gt;下一站是不是天堂就算失望不能绝望&lt;br /&gt;我和我骄傲的倔强我在风中大声的唱&lt;br /&gt;这一次为自己疯狂就这一次我和我的倔强&lt;br /&gt;就这一次让我大声唱&lt;br /&gt;lalalala...&lt;br /&gt;就算失望不能绝望...&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;就这一次我和我的倔强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song becauz it speaks of self-believe, passion and that never give up fighting for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3863111595554575457?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3863111595554575457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3863111595554575457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3863111595554575457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3863111595554575457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-about-my-favourite-song.html' title='the one about my favourite song..'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-2459613498511394364</id><published>2007-09-20T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:26.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star search'/><title type='text'>the one about Star Search Top12...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Last night marks the final round of the Star Search Preliminary Round. Somehow everything seems calmer, less crying, less drama - or maybe its just because there are lesser people to crowd the stage as the week passes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;So now all 12 finalist are out! Can check out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)" href="http://starsearch.mediacorptv.sg/"&gt;Star Search&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt; webbie to find out who they are. Congratulations to all of them, please do me a kind favor and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;ask me who I think will win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvJTCAEXpoI/AAAAAAAAACk/IdZ32rqTAc8/s1600-h/untitled.PNG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112239820862105218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvJTCAEXpoI/AAAAAAAAACk/IdZ32rqTAc8/s320/untitled.PNG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;While surfing through some polls on &lt;a href="http://www.xin.sg/special/subindex.php?sr_id=7"&gt;xin.sg&lt;/a&gt;, i came across the photo shoot that we did during the earlier days and playing back those images of what went on at the photo shoot that day brings a smile to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Looking at the photos, I remember what a hard time we had that day, trying to angle our face to capture the light, so that we will all have seemingly super sharp jawline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;To top it off, we all had to do the Jawline jawline thing without smiling (aka acting cool) and for the first time in my life, i felt that not smiling was the hardest thing to do ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Because of the way my lips were structured, i keep getting comments like, eh this picture cannot la, she's smiling!! and i would be thinking "eh! i never smile wat! I really never smile! why you all keep saying i SMILE! arrr!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;In the picture above the message we were trying to give is "we are cool, but we are not proud beings", sooooo wat do you think? Did we manage to give you guys that "FEEL" (a term frequently used in the industry).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-2459613498511394364?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/2459613498511394364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=2459613498511394364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2459613498511394364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/2459613498511394364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-about-star-search-top12.html' title='the one about Star Search Top12...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvJTCAEXpoI/AAAAAAAAACk/IdZ32rqTAc8/s72-c/untitled.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5933816395795742881</id><published>2007-09-17T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.494+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about back to work day 1...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;After 2.5 months of break, I'm finally back, sitting on my same old table in my office. Nothing changed, just probably more construction sites appearing everywhere around Tanjong Pagar area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since morning, i have done absolutely nothing except surfing net, chatting, reading online papers, forums and blogging. Perhaps i should just leave early, since I'm basically - rotting, but then if i were to go off and end up shopping and spending again, then it seems perhaps i am better off sitting in front of this computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very unwilling to come to work this morning, but still i dragged myself here coz i needed $$$ to top up my depleting bank account. I even teared a little last night while transferring my stuff from my weekend bag to my work bag, it felt like i was being kicked out of my wonderland and back into the REAL WORLD. that feeling sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeks ago, during the competition, i doubted &amp;amp; questioned myself many times, can i do it, do i love it, will i be able to deliver, can i handle the pressure bla bla bla. Even till the very last week prior to the competition, i still had those thoughts floating around my brain. I guess perhaps it was these uncertainties that brought about my elimination? or maybe not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my 2 weeks break, after watching more of us being eliminated and chatting with the people who made it into the semi's, i started feeling the loss and pain of being eliminated. I am darn envious.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up one morning and realize how much i yearn to have a script to memorize and a character to play. The saying "you never know how much it means, till you lose it" never felt more apt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5933816395795742881?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5933816395795742881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5933816395795742881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5933816395795742881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5933816395795742881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-about-back-to-work-day-1.html' title='the one about back to work day 1...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-7792184153583417277</id><published>2007-08-30T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:26.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star search'/><title type='text'>the one about post competition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvFcTQEXpmI/AAAAAAAAACU/592dfgivmFo/s1600-h/DSC01957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111968537842787938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvFcTQEXpmI/AAAAAAAAACU/592dfgivmFo/s320/DSC01957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;My Gal Pals with their respective partners, you girls rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest friends &amp;amp; family, no words can ever describe my gratitude &amp;amp; appreciation to you guys! Thank u so much for taking time off your work/ studies / activities to rush down to Mediacorp to support &amp;amp; watch me perform. It was an honour to be performing for you guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;And to friends that messaged to support and encouraged me. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i teared so uncontrollably on national TV after the results yesterday... i definitely am not trying to win sympathy ok! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears were 10% for being booted out and 90% for you my family and friends. I was overwhelmed, to see you all, people who are so dear to me cheering and supporting me on, despite already knowing that i was eliminated. and this i feel further up my emotions and tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt i was disappointed about being booted out, but after much thought i guess the person whose most qualified to be out was.... me.&lt;br /&gt;I did my best and though it was not good enough for the judges, i felt it was a personal breakthrough, to stand on stage to perform for thousands out there (i dun even get the chance to present at work during meetings) and to smoothly deliver everything that i had train for - no hiccups during my dance and acting, and that night was my best. Hope you all did enjoy that bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the greenhorn that i am, i did not expect much. The only expectation of myself was that each time i stand on stage for the public, my friends and my family, i must do better than my previous and this i'm sure, i did it that night. From my first embarrassing stage appearance during the press conference, to my very last stage performance on the competition night, i can feel the difference and how i was growing less nervous with each chance that i have.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, i will have the chance again to perform and continue to see myself grow in this aspect.&lt;br /&gt;Being a top 20 was a already a very huge gift to me from the divine powers that i believe in. And I'm really thankful that i have this wonderful competition to mark as one of the milestone I've achieved in this lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;An event which i can look back at when I'm older, smile and say "I pursued a dream &amp;amp; I got my chance of living it" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Live your dream people! Its wonderful to know that you made it happen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s This post was written many weeks ago but it will be what i feel for the rest of my life.&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/6896211-7792184153583417277?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/7792184153583417277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=7792184153583417277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7792184153583417277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7792184153583417277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-about-post-competition.html' title='the one about post competition'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RvFcTQEXpmI/AAAAAAAAACU/592dfgivmFo/s72-c/DSC01957.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3930733561211973809</id><published>2007-07-10T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='star search'/><title type='text'>the one about...Revival</title><content type='html'>Well... I'm not sure if its revival or good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a good long time my last entry. I'm finally free to be sitting in front of my PC and thinking of what i should do next.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time this year i'm not feeling exhuasted. Work has so taken its toll and given me tonnes of accumulated tired tokens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially on my one month break, this month would probably not be any less busy but i'm thankful that this opportunity came along and i'm finally doing different for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm under contract to not reveal much about it, but to all dear friends who knows whats gonna be happening..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your encouragements and constant support and all your calls to check on whats happening. It warms my heart to know you guys care this much. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear relatives who helped out on Sunday, words can't describe how thankful i am for you all being there. Thank u all so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair's been cut, but no pictures though, for some strange reason, i feel that taking pictures alone by meself seemed to be the weirdest action alive. So yeap heres the offical announcement that I've finally gotten over my photo-whoring phase, without much effort or cold turkey treatment. &lt;br /&gt;You know its over when one day, you search your computers for "recent pictures of yourself" &amp; realise you have none &amp; you simply refuse to whip out a camera to capture that "recent picture".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think work contributed to the death of photo-whoring. It leaves u dead tired everyday &amp; nothing ever seems fun anymore. &lt;br /&gt;All i want to do everyday, is to sit &amp; stone and not think about anything that gives me even a wee bit of stress. Kinda like preppin myself to welcome the alzhiemer disease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So within this month, i shall use this break to bring myself back to live. To love all those things i used to love about living. To find back my passion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3930733561211973809?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3930733561211973809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3930733561211973809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3930733561211973809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3930733561211973809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/07/revival.html' title='the one about...Revival'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5722930153310028921</id><published>2007-01-12T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie'/><title type='text'>the one about watch movie...</title><content type='html'>I caught two movies in two consecutive nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Blood Diamond last evening and "Night at the Museum" on Wed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Diamond is so depressing, i never knew so much conflict and blood was shed just for the sake of a tiny little stone that reflects light. &lt;br /&gt;A life is taken just so that a stone can be don all shining and pretty on our fat,thin,skinny long necks. Kids are forced to join rebels, made to kill, fed with drugs. Families are forced apart just to make them live in fear all for the sake of diamonds! &lt;br /&gt;Its pure senseless killing la, luckily now there's no more such things according to the movie disclaimer. &lt;br /&gt;Heng man, Midway thru the movie i almost wanted to whisper to Ernest that i dun think i will want a diamond ring liao. Luckily i keep my mouth shut till end of the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Night at the Museum" was very funny and heart warming. Wun wanna post any spoilers. Just wanna say.. "DUMB DUMB GIVE ME GUM GUM.... DUMB DUMB"..&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/6896211-5722930153310028921?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5722930153310028921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5722930153310028921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5722930153310028921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5722930153310028921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-about-watch-movie.html' title='the one about watch movie...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3693153005759201223</id><published>2007-01-11T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quizzes-tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about online quizzies II...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: rgb(238,233,233)" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Natural Beauty!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whattypeofbeautyareyouquiz/natural-beauty.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of beauty that every guy dreams about...&lt;br /&gt;One that looks good in the morning - without a stich of makeup&lt;br /&gt;That's doesn't mean you're a total hippie chic though&lt;br /&gt;You have style, but for you, style is effortless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whattypeofbeautyareyouquiz/"&gt;What Type of Beauty Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This website is very encouraging. i like it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: rgb(135,206,250)" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Soft Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b5e1fc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/kissingstylequiz/soft-kisser.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing style is understated, but effective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give soft, sweet, and soulful kisses to your special guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's the key: he's got to be special to get your kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't just go around kissing anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/kissingstylequiz/"&gt;What's Your Kissing Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got this one right. Not bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: rgb(221,221,221)" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Low Maintenance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/areyouhighmaintenancequiz/low-maintenance.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as "too good to be true"&lt;br /&gt;You're one laid back chica - and men love that!&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that no good guy likes a dormat.&lt;br /&gt;So if you find your self going along to get along...&lt;br /&gt;Stop yourself and put up a little bit of a fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/areyouhighmaintenancequiz/"&gt;Are You High Maintenance?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah say. making me feel super good. "too good to be true sial"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: rgb(255,231,243)" align="middle" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Great Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fef4f9"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.yournewromance.com/goodgirlfriendquiz/great-girlfriend.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful&lt;br /&gt;But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect blend of independent and caring&lt;br /&gt;You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/goodgirlfriendquiz/"&gt;Are You a Good Girlfriend?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ernest! See see! I'm a Total Catch! I'm totally estatic..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3693153005759201223?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3693153005759201223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3693153005759201223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3693153005759201223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3693153005759201223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-about-what-type-of-beauty-are-you.html' title='the one about online quizzies II...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3480478610517470191</id><published>2007-01-11T16:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about online quizzies...</title><content type='html'>I got bored at work and decided to surf around a bit and came to here... The site of many many quiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i'm back in school. My work motivation is 50% of wat it used to be..&lt;br /&gt;Back then i would be busily doing work and not think of skiving but now... my boss is like the discipline master... only when she's around then i will be doing more work related stuff.. else majority of my sites are... not exactly very work related..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3480478610517470191?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3480478610517470191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3480478610517470191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3480478610517470191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3480478610517470191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-about-online-quizzies.html' title='the one about online quizzies...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8392250973142991443</id><published>2007-01-10T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:26.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>The one about my desktops...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RaRnB0Ga1WI/AAAAAAAAABs/DoeyJ-PiUzw/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018249165660673378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RaRnB0Ga1WI/AAAAAAAAABs/DoeyJ-PiUzw/s320/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My PC desktop on a usual day&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/6896211-8392250973142991443?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8392250973142991443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8392250973142991443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8392250973142991443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8392250973142991443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-pc-desktop-on-usual-day.html' title='The one about my desktops...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RaRnB0Ga1WI/AAAAAAAAABs/DoeyJ-PiUzw/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-450486163477497771</id><published>2007-01-10T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T02:05:20.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2007'/><title type='text'>the one about the New Year Hype...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Its back to work day 5 for the year of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one thing i hate most, its growing up and working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for the first time in 22 years, i actually feel that New Year Day parties and celebrations with Fireworks, count-downs and all other gimmicky cheesy things to welcome the new year is part of a big conspriracy by the many marketeers out there to make a bigger profit margin for selling the same products, items and services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year for some strange reasons, I couldn't find the enthusiam to be out partying. I envied PJ and Yao the most for staying home to watch DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The over-hype irks the shit out of me, wats the great big deal! They act like they can only have this much fun when counting down to the new year, and partying any other time of the year is never as fun like that... Just can't understand Loserssssssss like them... After all the new year bullshit, we all still go back to the same office, same responsibilities, same colleagues, same everything...&lt;br /&gt;so really What's with the HYPE?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another usual day, week and month. Only real difference is how you write the date and mayb more global warming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-450486163477497771?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/450486163477497771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=450486163477497771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/450486163477497771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/450486163477497771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-about-new-year-hype.html' title='the one about the New Year Hype...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-413724454085487721</id><published>2006-12-19T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T14:45:29.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one about why i love rain...</title><content type='html'>I think rain makes the world sleepy &amp; nua = less calls in the office = less distractions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work.. IN PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-413724454085487721?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/413724454085487721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=413724454085487721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/413724454085487721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/413724454085487721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-about-why-i-love-rain.html' title='the one about why i love rain...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8463458618917974303</id><published>2006-12-17T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T05:33:23.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go to Bed la...</title><content type='html'>okie.. its 5.30am.. finally shutting down.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping to blade tomorrow. Give me sun please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye and night (or should it be morning?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8463458618917974303?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8463458618917974303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8463458618917974303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8463458618917974303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8463458618917974303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/12/go-to-bed-la.html' title='Go to Bed la...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5853063917112278517</id><published>2006-12-17T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T01:45:44.237+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing-parties'/><title type='text'>the one about the Cannery opening party...</title><content type='html'>I'm bored.. It's 3 AM! and i'm still alone at home. My parents are out and Big Ernie is out partying and me... i'm sleep procastinating as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the newly opened Cannery on Friday, for those who have yet to been there and wants to go, I'll say 'DO IT'. I managed to sneak into the opening party to look see look see and like most opening party there was free flow drinks and many many celebrities but none really worth mentioning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cannery is great! I think it will be the new place to be seen and have fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 3 new theme bar and club namely Clinic Bar, Fashion Bar and Barfly(no pictures again coz my phone's camera has no flash and it suck!!!).&lt;br /&gt;Fashion Bar has an all silver interior, saw a drumset and big speakers but no one was singing, so music type = unsure. Very upmarket feel.&lt;br /&gt;Barfly feels like velvet. Dark dark interior, comfy looking dark red seats and gothic-looking diamond chandelier. Also very upmarket feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite among the 3 bars is definitely Clinic Bar... It's the largest among the 3 and has the MOS Concept - main arena linking to many other smaller rooms. Designed with the word futuristic in mind, its fits the bill perfectly. Step into the main arena, you will see this huge white inverted U structure that keeps flashing happy colorful holograhpic image, keeps me entertained just by watching it. There's also this area with really comfy sofa seats that if you sit in a certain position it almost feels like slouching at home. towards the end of the night, i just sat there on those seats and stared at the screen, while the rest continued dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Besides this comfy seat area, there's another area that is designed like a clinic. Super cute, we sat on wheelchairs, there's operating theather that sort of lamps as spotlight for the DJ and operating tables, very innovative concept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was playing around with the wheelchair, trying to do a wheelie and many of them fell back on their back while on the wheelchair. You might think something this embarassing only happens to one or two peeps, but noooooo... as long as a new group of people walk in, there will be at least one person in the group trying to do a wheelie stunt, once they manage to balance themselves a little, they start feeling confident and start doing it more often and next moment before you know it, *poof* see head become see leg...opps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be my new hangout... Let me know if anyone of you need guided tour next time, no charges la, just one glass of lychee martini can liao...heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5853063917112278517?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5853063917112278517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5853063917112278517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5853063917112278517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5853063917112278517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-about-cannery-opening-party.html' title='the one about the Cannery opening party...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8050729564279569948</id><published>2006-12-17T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T14:40:26.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one about reunion of polymates</title><content type='html'>Lunch for the past 2 weeks has been different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On one fateful noon, after receiving news from Lily that JY was working around our area, we met up for lunch and subsequently we started meeting up for lunch almost 3 times a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cease to be amazed by how life turns and twist, after graduation i thought it was the end, not end of our friendship but end of all our good times, our talking kok sessions and the many many laughter that we shared during our lectures and tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2 years the only people i've kept in contact regularly from poly was lily and zany, so the sudden consistent meeting with the rest of them was a good addition to my social life. We recently just went KTV together too! After knowing each other for so many years and seeing each other everyday for a period of 3 years, we've never been to KTV together before so this was our virgin KTV session, poly style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took no pictures but i totally enjoyed myself.. Jingyuan and Adrian keep us entertained belting out the many many oldies that made me felt like i was singing with my elders, Ben and Junhong were the new gereration singers, singing songs which sounded more familiar to me, Lily was the Hokkien &amp; ah beng songs Queen (ermm aka Getai songstress?) and i was the gen Y pop song princess(wannabe) yey! Here's some pictures that we took during one of those lunch session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUKbvVSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wvxW13nP4Mg/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009199400685098274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUKbvVSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wvxW13nP4Mg/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUabvVTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bVaRLtJf5qE/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009199404980065586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUabvVTI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bVaRLtJf5qE/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUabvVUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Yl82nYHiRAA/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009199404980065602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUabvVUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Yl82nYHiRAA/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUqbvVVI/AAAAAAAAABE/2Lwg7Tu2ZS0/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5009199409275032914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUqbvVVI/AAAAAAAAABE/2Lwg7Tu2ZS0/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8050729564279569948?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8050729564279569948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8050729564279569948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8050729564279569948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8050729564279569948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-about-reunion-of-polymates.html' title='the one about reunion of polymates'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/RYRAUKbvVSI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wvxW13nP4Mg/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-7988037909077254306</id><published>2006-11-29T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T10:47:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one about ME &amp; MY POEM..</title><content type='html'>Fwah-wa-bung-a... I got a POEM/RAP with me as the subject. Here's how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...pris pris&lt;br /&gt;Always in a crisis&lt;br /&gt;Worry too much&lt;br /&gt;At anything at large&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your life's set to make their bow&lt;br /&gt;pris pris the time is now!&lt;br /&gt;Betta get ready fast&lt;br /&gt;Memories can step aside at last&lt;br /&gt;Their pathetic showing confined to the past&lt;br /&gt;The stage is urs&lt;br /&gt;Bask in ur limelight&lt;br /&gt;Show all ur vanity might&lt;br /&gt;For now, make yourself the prettiest sight&lt;br /&gt;Start to eat less lest ur clothes get tight (ok i don't mean that. Eat MORE.)&lt;br /&gt;Cos u might lose the fight&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna look great no matter what&lt;br /&gt;I'm a freetinker but you are our new religion&lt;br /&gt;Idols to the entire nation&lt;br /&gt;Our emancipation&lt;br /&gt;The brand new sensation&lt;br /&gt;Even thor will bring the thunderation&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait i said you're our my new religion&lt;br /&gt;Ain't allowin any norse gods entrance&lt;br /&gt;Thor can go suck it Twisted Evil&lt;br /&gt;Just like your previous half&lt;br /&gt;He mite not screw up&lt;br /&gt;though i secretly hope he Fs-up!&lt;br /&gt;And those his kind aint gonna measure up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your friends are backin ya&lt;br /&gt;Prop u up high&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up and steal the show,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pris heading to a new high&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy yourself with your new guy!&lt;br /&gt;---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jason. It makes me smile..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-7988037909077254306?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/7988037909077254306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=7988037909077254306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7988037909077254306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7988037909077254306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-about-me-my-poem.html' title='the one about ME &amp; MY POEM..'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6889492327361028362</id><published>2006-11-27T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:23:52.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chillout-kopitimes'/><title type='text'>the one about eat till you pop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ever since i started working, Fridays are ze most happening days in my week. This was what went on last Friday. Read more at Jo's site to know why we ate till we popped&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw this really nice collage that &lt;a href="http://http://ticklemefuchsia.blogspot.com/2006/11/because-it-was-busy-fri-afterall.html"&gt;Jo&lt;/a&gt; did. The collage is so nice I just had to rip it and paste it on my own blog. Jo i link back to your site! Dun comprain me to police/blogger ah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6739/841/320/479118/collage24nov06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6889492327361028362?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6889492327361028362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6889492327361028362' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6889492327361028362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6889492327361028362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-about-eat-till-you-pop.html' title='the one about eat till you pop'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8376075959134171608</id><published>2006-11-27T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T01:50:44.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one about foot reflex session</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;For a long while. This was a first in many weeks that we (uncle tan + me) actually woke up early during a weekend @ 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both suppose to wake up even earlier and head for mackers breakfast before heading to this really fantastic Foot Reflex place at Ang Mo Kio Ave 1. But 9am was the best we could clock. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps a little background about this amazing foot reflex shop.&lt;br /&gt;I think it is they are one of the best masters in tiny Singapore. I used to go there often when i was with my ex-bf. And then when we broke up, i did not have the contact of that place so my visits stopped there and then. Even though i could have easily made a trip to get their name card, laziness prevented me frm doing so and also walk-in customers are usually not entertained, so if i were to travel all the way there without a good rub to my soles, will be really pointless and sad. They are so popular that hoping to get your feet massaged by them as and when you like is rarely possible, it is usually BY APPOINTMENT ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coincidentally, last wed when i met my cousin for dinner, he was telling me that his company just organized a mass foot massage session for them and how amazing those reflexologist are, going on and on about how they can pin-point all his symptoms just by applyin pressure on the various acupoints on his feet bla bla bla and before i know it, *ting* i got the number of the AMK foot reflex. So the following day, while i was in the midst of telling of Uncle Tan how great this place is, we made a booking for Sat morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there's alwiz the doubt of such massages and their benefits. For some they might think we are crazy to pay to be tortured (it gets painful at certain area) but I like to think that foot reflex is like taking vitamins, no one really know how we can exactly benefit but we just take it to mentally tell ourself we are doing our bit to enhancing/boosting whatever we feel our body needs. As was shared to me by the reflex uncle, every one will react differently post-massage. For me so far after every session, i will always be burping and farting.. So this time round i burped and fart as usual, but the indication that foot reflex does work is, right after my session, i needed to SHIT! Somehow all the rubbing on my sole made my not so productive intestines active again.&lt;br /&gt;I had already constipated for 3 days and have gave up trying to defeceate myself and 15mins right after the session, i had a huge urge to answer nature call. I was relieved! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason why i love this place is, the moment you step in, you will see that the massage shi-fus are all guys, looks really professional and the decor is bright and clean.&lt;br /&gt;Such places are relatively rare in singapore now, especially with the influx of neighbourhood spa/beauty/massage centres sprouting out everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle and i have accidentally stumbled upon one such place once. The person massaging our feet were china ladies, who were called to the shop when we were there. The lady tending to me was wearing a low cut top that conveniently showed her clevages. I tink she's hoping that her showcase will distract people from noticing that she know nuts about foot reflex. Then when she was tending to me, she had this perpetual "buay song" look on her face and when i tried to smile to her, she looked away and when some other male client leaves the shop, she will unabashly say 'come back next time...must ask for me la...*smile smile*' . Really ah.. Face so scunch up already still so hiao. Ultimate ickish people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this Foot Reflex place is where you can get the most authentic foot reflexology experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The rates:&lt;br /&gt;For 30mins --&gt; $30&lt;br /&gt;For 45mins --&gt; $35&lt;br /&gt;For 60mins --&gt; $40&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The address:&lt;br /&gt;Will update again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-8376075959134171608?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8376075959134171608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8376075959134171608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8376075959134171608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8376075959134171608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-about-foot-reflex-session.html' title='the one about foot reflex session'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-1319919062524682117</id><published>2006-11-26T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:11:43.716+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technocat'/><title type='text'>the one about getting a new phone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being a pro Nokia person, an ex-Nokia Ambassador and a Nokia user since day one of owning a mobile phone. I will now proclaim that the loyalty has been shaken. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am switching to a Sony Ericsson! Question will just be which one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/6739/841/320/560275/se.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being in my current company, buying a phone will be deemed as silly as we often get the latest phones from mobile manufacturers whenever we are involve with their promo campaigns. But as the phones we have are usually prototypes with the lousiest possible software installed. User experience usually = -10 or worse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm currently using the huge chunky N91, the ads alwiz say its very good, got 4GB memory, can listen to thousands and thousands of songs. I bet you never heard them mentioning this speacial feature where your messages take 1 min to be sent out and has this lagi more amazing capability that will automatically restart your phone after the msg is sent and the best thing is.. this auto restart capability works for almost every function that you use! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some other disadvantage of free lousy buggy phones, i never had the metality to take proper care of them. Sometimes when a phone disses me off real bad, i will hit it on surfaces hoping that the shock can help make it function better. Hehe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Nokia has a real huge issue to solve, yes they have darn good marketing teams to maximize their distribution and revenue returns but ultimately, no matter how good and strong their marketing and branding are, with no product to back all these efforts. It will still be game over for them akan datang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Goodbye Nokia... I had enough of nonsensical breakdowns... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be a proud new owner of an SE phone soon... but again which one...cool white bondsie k800i or sleek, alluring Z610i :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-1319919062524682117?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/1319919062524682117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=1319919062524682117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1319919062524682117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1319919062524682117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-about-getting-new-phone.html' title='the one about getting a new phone!'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5034597003654876939</id><published>2006-11-13T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:50:53.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the one about my weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;After my pissed off post. My Friday turned out pretty fine afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the rejections, Thankfully I had Ben, who was sporting enough to go singing with me, even though it was just two of us. Being a musically talented dude ever since i knew him, he did a really good rendition of Jay's song - which is quite rare to find and surprised me by reading chinese, from what i remember he used to be a KAN TANG person.. and so anyway we sang the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to Saturday...my weekend was burnt by agreeing to help a friend at the singtel Christmas Fair.&lt;br /&gt;It's was like any normal roadshow i used to do back in poly days. Only this time, i was dead tired after 2 days of constant standing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am old, withering and aging. I used to stand for up to 10 hours per day and be all ready to attend school the following day but this time, at the end of Sunday, i was totally beaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, i went for a sumptous dinner with my Cousin (Jerlin, Jolene and their respective friend), Lionel and Ernest at East Coast Food Centre. We had a real feast, ordering everything that is yummy - We had Sambal Stingray, Cockles, Chicken Wings, Sambal Sotong, Oyster Egg.... very satisfying, thinking of it now makes me hungry again.&lt;br /&gt;We used to hang out at ECFC very often when we were younger, so most of the dishes we ordered was similar to what our parents used to order except this time the adults werent around. So thanks to them, we knew exactly which were the good must-haves in the food centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went home after dinner, bathe and concussed. For the first time in a long while, i fell asleep immediately once my head touched de pillow and i slept all the way till noon this mornin. Shoik&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with Ernest, got to work at 2-ish. And left work at 7-ish, still feeling somewhat refreshed. Which is so rare! But i like that feeling :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5034597003654876939?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5034597003654876939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5034597003654876939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5034597003654876939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5034597003654876939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/11/one-about-my-weekend.html' title='the one about my weekend...'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-8663208531801355444</id><published>2006-11-10T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T16:05:40.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am i Lonely?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/1600/sleepingbings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/320/sleepingbings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling moody. Rejection spoils my day.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it when I get rejected for taking initiative to plan something and all I get is negative response / rejections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On occasions like these, I feel like the loneliest person alive. Oh wewelll…Having initiative suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel like I have no friends, no life, that’s why I got to be the one asking people to go out with me. I give up… I will just stick to being the invitee in future..&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/6896211-8663208531801355444?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/8663208531801355444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=8663208531801355444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8663208531801355444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/8663208531801355444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/11/am-i-lonely.html' title='Am i Lonely?'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5675459237760721697</id><published>2006-11-06T14:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:13:31.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This week was so much better than last. Even though work still suck. I'm still that lost sheep trying to find my place in the cosy company &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I won't dwell on the sad part of my life any longer. My week was great! After my depressing post, i went on to meet friends and did things that i wanted and those was definitely worth mentioning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I went singing on Tuesday, caught a movie on Wed, went partying on Thursday, went more partying on Friday, had dinner with my parents and watched another movie on Sat and Sun, we went to check out the cutesy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chery-vertex.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;CheryQQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The two movies i caught recently - Death Note and The Guardian&lt;br /&gt;For those who are not in the know, both shows are REALLY DAMN GOOD. Haven't watched such entertaining and memorable movies in a while. Death Note amazes you with the wits of 2 scary looking youth and how they try to outsmart each other in a common police chase thief storyline and Guardian has Auston Kutchee playing the role of a superb swimmer and saving lives of seamen trapped in stormy weather,  implied ethical &amp; moral values relating to US coast guards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If you haven't watched it. Mai Tu liao. GO catch it. Rating wise - i won't mind watchin it for up to 3x even in cinema. Yeap its that good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; QQ young chick material (me! =p) - affordable, cute and cute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;We did a rough estimate, monthly maintenance will be about 600++ excluding road tax, ERP and outside parking. I got really really tempted and then i realise i have no need for the car at all!&lt;br /&gt;I can't/won't drive it to work due to the endless ERP gantries and the high parking fees at my office building. Then if i were to get it as a weekend car which means probably half the maintenance price. I still have no use for the car, since i meet Ernie for most weekend and if i ever need to go out without him, i can take his car (free) or take cab which still doesn't justify the 300. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And so in conclusion. No car for Prissy. :(&lt;br /&gt;But good thing is he officially offered his CRV for my convenience.hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5675459237760721697?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5675459237760721697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5675459237760721697' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5675459237760721697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5675459237760721697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/11/week-summary.html' title='Weekly summary'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3741209349511788906</id><published>2006-10-30T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T18:12:38.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Sian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I feel moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am motivated by work. Now that I have nothing much to do. I feel like quitting my job. L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve recently got really addicted to gaming. DS and DOTA take up almost all my free time now. But since I seriously lack DOTA kakis and my current bunch of kakis are all professionals. Do jio me if you happen to like DOTA too. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super duper bored right now. I wanna go home! Few more minutes to end of work!&lt;br /&gt;5mins……..4.......... 3……………30 sec…….1s………….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-3741209349511788906?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3741209349511788906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3741209349511788906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3741209349511788906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3741209349511788906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-sian.html' title='So Sian'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-3500888087775524173</id><published>2006-10-10T12:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:08:30.008+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technocat'/><title type='text'>The DS revolution~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/1600/29092006250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/400/29092006250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am a geek for DS~~ Yikes&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/6896211-3500888087775524173?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/3500888087775524173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=3500888087775524173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3500888087775524173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/3500888087775524173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/10/ds-revolution.html' title='The DS revolution~'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6528045450565804220</id><published>2006-10-09T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:30:56.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Not so private anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/1600/mum%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/400/mum%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/1600/babies%20copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/400/babies%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In continuation to the previous post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pictures from my mummy's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise, my mum knows the existance of this blog. I'm feeling kinda weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't try to put to words those feelings yet but, hmmm.i'm not too excited with that idea though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seldom share my sadness with them, which i sometimes do in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she knows, i dun like the idea that i might cause her to worry, with what i might write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, its cute how she came into my room and saw me photo-shopping the pictures and she chirpily went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mum: you going to put these pictures up in your that erm.. blogger thing ah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Me: Yup, wah~ you so high tech ah, also know what is blogging?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Mum: *smiling proudly* hehe, yeah Daphne showed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6528045450565804220?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6528045450565804220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6528045450565804220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6528045450565804220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6528045450565804220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/10/not-so-private-anymore.html' title='Not so private anymore'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6444888006926679789</id><published>2006-10-05T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:27:23.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a day~</title><content type='html'>Phew. Yesterday was just totally bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total of 4 minor screw-ups with tonnes of deadline to meet. Will not go into that since its OVER and today will definitely be much better. *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, today's much better. Taking a breather before continuing the never-ending workload. Luckily the weekend is only1 day away!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, i'll be happily counting down the hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on the 28th Sept was my mummy's bday, again!&lt;br /&gt;I can still vaguely remember what we did for her birthday last year and now its over yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6444888006926679789?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6444888006926679789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6444888006926679789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6444888006926679789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6444888006926679789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-day.html' title='What a day~'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-5216278931221984461</id><published>2006-09-25T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:30:56.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My bro...The Lion with Big Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Following me, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://gnimuoy.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt; has started blogging too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of curiosity, i went to check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading his blog makes me wanna whip out a red pen and start correcting his English immediately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i should be helping him instead of musing about it but then again if i were to make him correct his English for every post, he would probably stop doing it totally. Which would then puts him away from practicing his English, which i'm still wondering if thats a bad thing or not.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since god-know-when, they always say "practice makes perfect". I believe in this statement too but then again i wonder how true can it be in this case. Lionel might perhaps be able to create the scenerio in which that rule-of-life does not apply to. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, despite his atrocious English, he's still my lil brother who has grown to become a fine young boy/man.&lt;br /&gt;To me i couldn't see the progression, its like he was always being screamed and yelled at to stop playing computers and stop watching so much tv and stuff and suddenly, one day he was there being the family Mr Handyman, changing light bulbs, fixing computers, packing the room, cooking lunch/supper. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember some time ago, after a quarrel with the irksome M that left me sobbing on my bed. In the darkness, my bro went "Jie, No matter what happens, i will alway support you". :) *beams*&lt;br /&gt;My family isn't the sort that displays affections or exchanges words of such publicly but that night, there and then, my dear lil brother did just that. I felt extremely touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had showed me, he is no longer that lil boy that we need to screamed at to make him learn.&lt;br /&gt;He has become a young man that can decide for himself the rights and wrongs of the world, a young man that can read the feelings of others and act appropriately and most importantly a young man that knows how to care. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see all of us growing up and having our own homes and own kids. I'm happy at how things have turned out so far and i look forward to the future. All things can change but i hope our bond will remain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/400/seed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so blessed (but I'm not Christian).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-5216278931221984461?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/5216278931221984461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=5216278931221984461' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5216278931221984461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/5216278931221984461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-brothe-lion-with-big-heart.html' title='My bro...The Lion with Big Heart'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-7052335147313868523</id><published>2006-09-24T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T00:26:43.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Erm.. This weekend felt really short thus my title for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went where-else-but-Velvet again on Friday with Renes and her sec school girl friends and yisheng. It was good to see them all. I haven't met them for 3 years ! Figures are scary, 3 good years went by without me really noticing, everything we did when i first got to know them is still so fresh in my head. Like Yisheng especially, i met him 3 years ago, once and we played mahjong together and just like a box of chocolates, none of us expected that we will meet only 3 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Friday comes Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, i lazed the entire day with Uncle Tan, upliving my geeky image by playing DS the entire day while Uncle went about town trying to exercise his fat off. =p Evening was somewhat more happening, we went to this really yummy Japanese restuarant at Takashimaya called Choiyo-bla-bla (i am just really bad with names, i can tell you how to get there though) and had this really yummy Unagi bento set. Price is quite steep, we paid $40 for the set but trust me, its worth every every and let me emphasize again EVERY single cent.&lt;br /&gt;They had really fresh, juicy and sweet sashimi and very very VERY soft Unagi very different from those you get at Sakae or any other mass chain outlets. The fish melts in your mouth!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Yeah i exaggerated a little but well drop me a msg, email or msn if you want to know where it is. I didnt take any picture, seldom do so, ever since my N70 started lagging real bad. I want new phone! &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;*hint Uncle Tan =p* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After dinner was MOVIE TIME! We watched a French movie titled "The Beat that my Heart Skipped", it so dump that all i will say is. Watch it if you feel rich. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;On second thoughts maybe watch it only if you are rich enough to use $10 to wipe your ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sunday was relaxing. Slept till noon, went for late lunch at 2 plus and caught Singapore idol finals. Though many proclaimed that its a joke, surprisingly they still had a really packed stadium. Mayb only half the stadium was being utilized? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I think Jon will win. He less embarassing compared to Sly and i know for one, all my female friends adores him. So~~ go Jon go~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-7052335147313868523?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/7052335147313868523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=7052335147313868523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7052335147313868523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7052335147313868523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/09/over-again.html' title='Over again.'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4450937189357811711</id><published>2006-09-17T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:30:56.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/1600/dadBday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/6739/841/400/dadBday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All my dearest..&lt;/span&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/6896211-4450937189357811711?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4450937189357811711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4450937189357811711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4450937189357811711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4450937189357811711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-family.html' title='My Family'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-4464184189076414704</id><published>2006-09-17T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T02:30:56.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up in de middle of my sleep crying. I dreamt that mummy dearest was being forgotten and unappreciated by friends and family and i couldn't stop crying after that. Think i wept for a good 10 mins before falling asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream, Mummy was her usual self, being nice and doing her best for everyone and everything but yet no one seems to appreciate her efforts, leaving her out of their gathering and little group chats while she was busy, preparing and cooking food for everyone else so that they can fill their stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;The scene then later changed to the poolside, where mum sat in the jacuzzi alone with me looking from a distance, i turned my head away for a moment and when i looked back, instead of mum sitting there, it was replaced by all the other unappreciative aunties.&lt;br /&gt;I got anxious and looked around frantically for mum and finally saw her sitting alone, again, on a chair by the jacuzzi with her face in black botches like she got infected with some real mean disease.&lt;br /&gt;I was damn worried and immediately ran to her and when i got to her looking like i'm about to breakdown, mum in a tired-but-tried-to-sound-chirpy-soothing tone told me not to worry about her and those weird botches was actually her facial mask.&lt;br /&gt;I was relieved and yet really upset at those arseties for treating my mum this way... and my dream ended here because of the warm tears that was running down my cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tears continued on after i woke up because of the many many thoughts that ran thru my head post-dream. I dread to imagine how i will cope the day my parents will be called to the other realm. Or any of my siblings for that matter. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-4464184189076414704?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/4464184189076414704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=4464184189076414704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4464184189076414704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/4464184189076414704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/09/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-7940044588683720079</id><published>2006-09-15T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T13:27:43.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How much is it worth?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: #cccccc 1px solid; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #cccccc 1px solid; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: #cccccc 1px solid; WIDTH: 115px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #cccccc 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p style="MARGIN: 0px"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://static.flickr.com/23/25822676_789bf55448_t.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://prissypan.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is worth &lt;b&gt;$1,693.62&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/"&gt;How much is your blog worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" href="http://www.technorati.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Got this from link from dear Jason. Who still living his life surrounded by education. Funny guy, alwiz like to say he's tired, not enough sleep sleep, even though, ever since i know him, he's the can stay up 24 hours without sleep to rush out projects, sleep for 1-2 hrs then go cheong his sports training sort. Though i do believe he's really tired from all the work from school, i wonder what is sleep to him =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Back to this link, I wonder how does this person base his calculations on. Quite interesting, imagine i can bag this amount of money monthly. Sounds real yummy dun you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after i checked mine using this engine thingy, i went to type the owner's blog address and WOAH! His site can generate up to $4 million +++ lei.&lt;br /&gt;My guess is, we are probably the suckers who's contributing to that amount, by going in to check how much our personal blog is worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i checked his, i went to type in 2 of singapores' most popular blogger, Ms Snow(dun wanna help her advertise =p) and Mr Brown. Their site also can rake in amounts of 7 figures too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;I also want~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-7940044588683720079?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/7940044588683720079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=7940044588683720079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7940044588683720079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/7940044588683720079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-much-is-it-worth.html' title='How much is it worth?'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-6880266604679910704</id><published>2006-09-13T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T13:16:50.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the day</title><content type='html'>During a conversation earlier we started talking about lame, it then became lame chop and continued to "lame chop's Play-Along" and then this song got stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"This is the song that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it goes on and on, my friends&lt;br /&gt;Some people started singing it not knowing what it was,&lt;br /&gt;And they'll continue singing it forever just because— "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing-a-long if you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-6880266604679910704?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/6880266604679910704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=6880266604679910704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6880266604679910704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/6880266604679910704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/09/song-of-day.html' title='Song of the day'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-1060417025815794946</id><published>2006-09-13T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T00:43:51.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Midweek again</title><content type='html'>Time files at supersonic speed. Its Wednesday again. Midweek .&lt;br /&gt;Time moves so quickly that i find it hard to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm aging just as quickly too.&lt;br /&gt;To prove my point, weekend was just 3 days ago and two more days from now. ITS WEEKEND AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this post shall be as short as possible. I realise most of my posts are seriously very wordy and some people might have the wrong impression like i have no one to talk to, so i have to talk alot on my blog to compensate. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was really fruitful, we had a class gathering of sort, met up with classmates from sec school, had fun, nice to see everyone and gossip about old times. We revisited old childhood crushes, events and stuff. Definitely looking forward to the next one, with more people hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing. If you ever need translation, besides using babelfish, i have this amazin friend, AMBER that is as power as that site man.&lt;br /&gt;PJ came to me one day asking for translation suggestions. She tried a few times with not so suitable term and finally one of us suggested we get AMBER in to help and within SECONDS we got the term we were looking for. Power eh..&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky to have a walking bilingual dictionary within our midst. Kekeke.. Too bad guys, you only have the AI babelfish to depend on.. *Muahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A**e, its another long post. Damn. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6896211-1060417025815794946?l=prissypan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/feeds/1060417025815794946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6896211&amp;postID=1060417025815794946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1060417025815794946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6896211/posts/default/1060417025815794946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prissypan.blogspot.com/2006/09/midweek-again.html' title='Midweek again'/><author><name>Prissy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_CVULyPs27Yk/R3-kMBD6TcI/AAAAAAAAAKE/_9ecO4qQZYE/S220/n573934788_1208.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
