tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68962112024-03-07T17:27:14.152+08:00Life's Like That...Chapters of my life. Before paradise.Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.comBlogger221125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-26961566156068449322010-12-15T16:35:00.007+08:002010-12-27T03:12:40.964+08:00Colorpencil Inspired Dress Up<div>With my newly acquired camera! (compliments from My Boy!)</div><div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div>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.</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaipj8Ur7XAuWuRIRzDwHh-CleBsvFEknOi_cK4MU5Yb5hXoICaHsfL6k0-8UpyZqaza8a_qV_NlcHX0mU2GmK-bHr1soN9OWoqr7-5tLrnd1U13qUUMZSM-9NY1PS1YYWqWDe/s1600/IMG_0647.JPG"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRMSJwZHSfnCEJzrRVp6fv-uigpjNPYXLeegFBnck5eb7DVf6SMMh8Lc6oA9i6tCtA3ybVz2nDKL83nE0piGpDKjg0WUUqMY_f8MCyutPxw68Yx_fcBmClx0F1uy4bHFOcT45S/s400/IMG_0661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550829059807596850" /></div><div> </div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-51660352332238048582010-12-15T15:26:00.004+08:002010-12-15T16:35:15.232+08:00The Urge<span class="Apple-style-span">Been feeling the urge to blog recently. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Like all things in my life, i often get caught in the moment, and then poof it disappears as quickly as it happened.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">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!</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">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. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">Theres still a few more wonderful friends i need to meet. I hope I will get to do so before the year ends! </span></div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-81844369652017014912010-12-13T15:42:00.003+08:002010-12-15T15:56:09.843+08:00A chill chill Sat-chill-day @ Ice Cold Beer<div><br /></div><div>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.<div><br /></div><div>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. </div></div><div><br /></div><div>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! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVPOdeZlHYVi1qGJB0GgJCu9zRPqFYK1oHPP-_OpLF2b29Awuz6yD0yDKtEUxs5uIAeQmSA2zKMuSnpKitl6No4NLLIJ2LNeF8NU-hIhp3Y3TgJZCeBlu385GjNBhaoDAiNh8e/s1600/IMG_0594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVPOdeZlHYVi1qGJB0GgJCu9zRPqFYK1oHPP-_OpLF2b29Awuz6yD0yDKtEUxs5uIAeQmSA2zKMuSnpKitl6No4NLLIJ2LNeF8NU-hIhp3Y3TgJZCeBlu385GjNBhaoDAiNh8e/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812219209417906" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk34qdi2IfgyF6lY5tW-u2bnIfL2KQPoVLNrajU-wVaBbWEvKQhyphenhyphenQPjIyHnTw8UkslzyndGCi1FZl8q5_s6xT4AQTQ_Ks7rW_CnOjRPVGSAxayxq6qWAIL1UsuQyomwuIQ64SG/s1600/IMG_0588.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk34qdi2IfgyF6lY5tW-u2bnIfL2KQPoVLNrajU-wVaBbWEvKQhyphenhyphenQPjIyHnTw8UkslzyndGCi1FZl8q5_s6xT4AQTQ_Ks7rW_CnOjRPVGSAxayxq6qWAIL1UsuQyomwuIQ64SG/s320/IMG_0588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812208051811794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwV5NyS07dQU4y26iPm-iOuDM-9m-yc7HMp8Zg-IhD65uvkg00LfzMxbzPgOWnCGfEd6tOpyXyfjfhPN2btxvJXOc8q8co_rW8fZLEYAaZJZL3GNGTgrX2TKSNJnOllYsikWAU/s1600/IMG_0589.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwV5NyS07dQU4y26iPm-iOuDM-9m-yc7HMp8Zg-IhD65uvkg00LfzMxbzPgOWnCGfEd6tOpyXyfjfhPN2btxvJXOc8q8co_rW8fZLEYAaZJZL3GNGTgrX2TKSNJnOllYsikWAU/s320/IMG_0589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812198260334898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbKmT37w9Wu_LeT7kVj1qSUvymP6d8Pzs7_X5D81LjNv5IvddSfG4chKwz8ZUgYu6Cm2OYHanU9iU8DCql8SyZHWghuhlXdI1Dz8hHjeDQ4hgULeBOgeIawAxWi49Ige3lkhI/s1600/IMG_0584.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbKmT37w9Wu_LeT7kVj1qSUvymP6d8Pzs7_X5D81LjNv5IvddSfG4chKwz8ZUgYu6Cm2OYHanU9iU8DCql8SyZHWghuhlXdI1Dz8hHjeDQ4hgULeBOgeIawAxWi49Ige3lkhI/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812194263661314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvSBqpCLL1xnRLb3pbCqxHO2fdMi4Yr6qV-0rfM-WOmXLDfYvbIihdYfBi4mrpwEiOuhJJSJKetEGADXN08xFxKHFvj-ZY7wcB7qOvaNDmi4YqQDDPdPKL8K-JHd-enPa3_qgK/s1600/IMG_0575.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvSBqpCLL1xnRLb3pbCqxHO2fdMi4Yr6qV-0rfM-WOmXLDfYvbIihdYfBi4mrpwEiOuhJJSJKetEGADXN08xFxKHFvj-ZY7wcB7qOvaNDmi4YqQDDPdPKL8K-JHd-enPa3_qgK/s320/IMG_0575.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550812188484840866" /></a>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-58674588750905465042010-12-13T01:09:00.004+08:002010-12-13T01:49:09.068+08:00Blog Shop HoppingI stopped reading blogs since the day i stopped blogging myself.<div>But today! I actually went blogshop hopping and wow, the blog circuit is as popular as ever. </div><div>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</div><div><br /></div><div>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</div><div><br /></div><div>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. </div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-41297833579327298132010-01-19T18:47:00.000+08:002010-02-03T16:13:33.251+08:00Simplicity is bliss tooIf only every thing around were simple..<br />I live with no ill intent. I treat w equality. But yet, it's not enough.<br /> <br />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. <br />I hope I see the better side soon. Tis feeling is bothering me just too much.<br /><br /><br />Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-32666128049463196672009-10-26T22:08:00.002+08:002009-10-26T23:01:33.089+08:00Because a dear pal left a comment on my oh-so-forgotten blog, i'm suddenly awaken to its existence again.<br /><br />Life has been pretty pleasant recently.<br />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.<br /><br />October has been really busy and not so busy. Hmm.. it sounds weird but yea, its that conflicting and confusing.<br /><br />This Oct I'm guilty of:<br />- not working hard enough<br />- spending all my time with my boyfriend<br />- not spending enough time with my friends<br />- not sending greetings or well wishes on time (if i forgot pls forgive me)<br /><br />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.<br />I'm not sure, if relationships like this will endure through time, but I'm glad we have similar perspective on issues that matter.<br />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."<br /><br />I shall leave it at this for now.<br /><br />I so miss you all my dearest friends! Take care & Good night!<br /><br />p.s. Happy Birthday October Babies: Nic BB Ang, Nicole Sailormoon Zeching, Jason BFF Wong, Kevin...Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-17875540004381002862009-06-19T14:23:00.002+08:002009-06-19T14:27:01.394+08:00I'm back frm Taiwan!<br />I'm feeling mixed.<br />Glad to be back from all the tired shopping and rushing. And sad to be back to reality.<br />But it was a really fun trip.<br />Feeling a lil sick now, thank god, it only happened after the trip.<br /><br />Im so excited to share everything. Will slowly update in bits & pieces when i feel better.<br /><br />Miss you all!Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-33749819232003837302009-06-06T12:05:00.005+08:002009-06-06T12:59:54.189+08:00Holy Hell.<div style="text-align: center;"><embed id="VideoPlayback" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docid=-1732953937770017672&hl=en&fs=true" style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-64123653910246345422009-06-02T01:11:00.004+08:002009-06-02T01:31:52.630+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ZVr7xmFa2t4XL-qQ2ahEm6ORRnPidj1X_jl7uoo6nzpMa2O63_MaLhSM0cZVu6md3ZNZ_c5RDLwzKwAw5jFn0THXSlta8xQWBVeQATT_4bhyphenhyphenmK4i4P4FOuHohBJGdLlnxiuu/s1600-h/4250_110571330139_591705139_3060610_1495790_n.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9ZVr7xmFa2t4XL-qQ2ahEm6ORRnPidj1X_jl7uoo6nzpMa2O63_MaLhSM0cZVu6md3ZNZ_c5RDLwzKwAw5jFn0THXSlta8xQWBVeQATT_4bhyphenhyphenmK4i4P4FOuHohBJGdLlnxiuu/s320/4250_110571330139_591705139_3060610_1495790_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342412817809589890" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">That skip-a-beat delight of seeing someone u least expect.<br />That genuine smile that follows.<br />That comforting warmth that overwhelms your entire self.<br />Today, i felt the joy of being surprised.<br /><br />Mum said parents these days are "二十四孝父母"。<br />I can't agree more.<br />Cliche as it may sound, they really are the ones who make my darkest days bright.<br />Thank God I have them.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-57443953826454858152009-05-07T09:59:00.007+08:002009-05-07T12:36:01.316+08:00on love...responsibilites<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNZeFRuxyDo9-qZZ8LkdrWGC2BuWvcvhp2cyT01xFMzYMA-05RQe4pRTBEYg1QN69fS5dyBQTDigpHV3bKIRj1Q1HNNGAj-OwsNQcLDUyeMHVHKE7jCKjRdViw3HxOLwPIk61/s1600-h/wedding_band_guide_image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibNZeFRuxyDo9-qZZ8LkdrWGC2BuWvcvhp2cyT01xFMzYMA-05RQe4pRTBEYg1QN69fS5dyBQTDigpHV3bKIRj1Q1HNNGAj-OwsNQcLDUyeMHVHKE7jCKjRdViw3HxOLwPIk61/s320/wedding_band_guide_image.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332930756215359058" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >This day I will marry my friend, the one I laugh with, live for, dream with, love<br />Author: Anonymous<br /></span></div><br /><br />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.<br /><br />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 & health, the vow to be the faithful partner, the vow to love and cherish her till the day he shall live.<br />Are these words so commercialized & overused till no one ever sits down to understand its meaning anymore?<br />And off all times, he chose to do it at a time when she is most vulnerable. @#$!%$@#$<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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.<br />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.<br /><br />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.<br />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.<br /><br />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 & 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.<br /><br /><br />*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.*Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-77379918698991425982009-04-03T11:55:00.003+08:002009-04-03T11:59:10.585+08:00I'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 <a href="http://www.fmylife.com/?page=1">Fmylife</a>. <div><br /></div><div>Its hilarious, a feel-good site for times when you feel your life sucked. Go check it out!</div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-658231948344331002009-03-06T15:55:00.004+08:002009-03-06T16:05:07.577+08:00on rainbowsmany many people have been seeing many many <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">r</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">a</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">i</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">n</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">b</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">o</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">w</span></span> the past few days.<div><br /></div><div>I didn't see it! :(</div><div><br /></div><div>haha. I just wanna be in the 'in' crowd. Everyone blog about rainbow. I also blog.<br /></div><div><br /></div><s><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">I'm attempting to irritate. Ignore me.</span></s><div><br /></div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-84255449611372856842009-03-03T01:21:00.004+08:002009-03-03T01:54:43.095+08:00on big bad movesSuddenly, just suddenly, i feel that I am no longer the same.<br />Sadly, sadly, i feel that age is indeed sinking in. Despite my relentless bickering towards friends who tease me about my age.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">我要甩掉忧愁;甩掉成熟。</span><br />That me in younger days, naive and happy, I prefer it that way.<br />Somewhere. It could still be there。<br />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.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">找回单纯,青春,快乐。</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">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?</span>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-32954746440884509532009-03-03T00:36:00.005+08:002009-04-03T12:33:28.958+08:00on memories that never goes awaywhile 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.<br />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!<br /><br />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.<br /><br />This is what i was searching for. Thank god it is still around.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3651/397/1600/BangkokCollage.jpg"><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" /></a><br /><br />I miss those times. <br />When smiles and laughter happen so effortlessly.<br />And the brain worked less.Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-42874142426910177782009-02-15T23:26:00.001+08:002009-02-15T23:28:47.643+08:00Nat Geo<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaZyPoxIT1E&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MaZyPoxIT1E&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object><br /><br />I love this ad. :)Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-13349059962768396252009-01-12T00:23:00.004+08:002009-01-12T01:10:07.821+08:00Bus Rides. A way to watch the world go by.I love sundays & bus rides. Weekends are almost the only time i have to take long bus rides in the noon.<div><br /></div><div>I have a love hate relationship with bus rides. </div><div>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.</div><div><br /></div><div>I wondered for quite a while now, when did i since, begin to enjoy such lonely moments. </div><div>I could not recall, maybe its just a natural progression of growing up. </div><div><br /></div><div>Watching the greens, sitting in silence, reflecting; suddenly these unimaginable feelings of my pass feels like bliss. Am i innately an anti social being?</div><div><br /></div><div>Today, during my bus ride, i saw:</div><div>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. </div><div>2. a flock of white birds flying really low in the sky - a captivating sight; i wished life was that carefree too</div><div>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.</div><div><br /></div><div>I hate bus rides for the achy bum after the journey. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-54627258744348846692008-12-27T18:50:00.003+08:002008-12-28T21:09:00.436+08:00A Merry L'l Christmas Post2008. another few more daylights. it will be 2009.<div><br /></div><div>Time zooms by, whether u notice it or not. 2008 has been. pretty fantastic i must say.</div><div><br /></div><div>Many changes, many firsts, many happiness and of course many sadness that happens, so that we will learn to appreciate the happiness better.</div><div><br /></div><div>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.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Hmm. Must be the festive season and singlehood. </div><div><br /></div><div>Merry christmas & A Happy New Year people. :) </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-67363396907411533222008-11-03T22:58:00.005+08:002008-11-04T00:09:32.158+08:00Funny Video<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nngYqmulLJI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nngYqmulLJI&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />I came across this video from superstar's blog, its so funny and i love it.<br />People in power suits - rapping, jumping, swaying. So random, so fun.<br /><br /><div>Hope you guys will enjoy the as much as i did. I've watched it like 5 x already.</div><div>And its still funny...</div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-53191612825559360542008-08-17T04:18:00.002+08:002008-08-17T04:28:32.305+08:00Sore..I am having a sore throat. N i dun tink stayin up at this late helps.<br />Anyway before I turn in for the morning.<br /><br />Here's a song to share. Enjoy.<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYdD1ffMShQ&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eYdD1ffMShQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />说也奇怪 这些年来 <br />不明白 我如何 忍受过来 <br /><br />一场期待 一片空白 <br />人的心 就是这样狠起来 <br /><br />我们的恋爱 如果不失败 <br />我们怎么会有这么成功的分开 <br /><br />Never mind you just go away <br />你以为 我一定后悔 <br />已经有了 最坏的准备 <br />走了这步 就举手不回 <br /><br />Never mind you just go away <br />你以为 我就会流泪 <br />我会不会 你配不配 <br /><br />勉强相爱 就像骨牌 <br />守不住 倒不如 倒的精采 <br /><br />我们的恋爱 如果不失败 <br />我们怎么会有这么成功的分开 <br /><br />Never mind you just go away <br />你以为 我一定后悔 <br />已经有了 最坏的准备 <br />走了这步 就举手不回 <br /><br />Never mind you just go away <br />你以为 我就会流泪 <br />我会不会 你配不配 <br /><br />lt's okay l'm okay<br />我不用你陪 <br />你不要误会 我只是有点累 <br />却没时间崩溃 <br /><br />Never mind you just go away <br />你以为 我一定后悔 <br />已经有了 最坏的准备 <br />走了这步 就举手不回 <br /><br />Never mind you just go away <br />你以为 我就会流泪 <br />我会不会 你配不配 <br /><br />如果我不会 你会不会Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-44965619475967699452008-08-14T22:39:00.003+08:002008-08-14T22:47:08.437+08:00Strange but realStrangely temptations always appear when you're most vulnerable.<br />Its like God's way of testing ones' strength, to see if you can will yourself away or will you falter and commit.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />Being humans, how many of us can stand up against the temptation, no matter how enticing it is?<br />Or will we only ponder upon the consequence after you enjoyed that sinful temptations.<br /><br />Life is strange. But again. Life's like that.Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-9489115187012888812008-08-01T13:38:00.011+08:002008-08-08T11:57:43.932+08:00Jumping Jumping CommercialGot the clip from Si En sometime back, but just never had the time to post it up.<div>So finally after spending like the whole morning looking for the relevant software to convert the files to the RIGHT format.</div><div><br /></div><div>It is now finally done and uploaded. </div><br /><div align="center"><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='360' height='276' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwvqRvPH1mR0Hr2fSLhJADQkU9gy8MrkbP3EP433Q3qIv_ZsyWWKjNsHsu65uXVwxZR7NpNNIfg6nE' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-56119222666088595862008-07-31T17:14:00.004+08:002008-12-09T14:40:15.241+08:00Not so Dead Yet...Just when you thought that this blog is dead! Well think again.<br />Here I am, back to do my bit of keeping this site alive.<br /><br />I kinda lost the blogging momentum, so frankly, i dun really know what i wanna say or share at this point in time.<br />But i do know, i wanna flaunt a little. Hehe. So here goes everyone..<br /><br />Check out my new toy from my dearest....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_w9mZx8abnLnW0gquml_p1I8GPnPU_dUrk9BUvfoRANiVACOVqJvlHKsLTBHbWQr9FjUmhT_KgbG0yA4WgLF-K3Cr0J3P7Go3Z1QAU_5EIs9865ePUC37NFjqIMq9JqzKHBJ/s1600-h/Photo0397.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_w9mZx8abnLnW0gquml_p1I8GPnPU_dUrk9BUvfoRANiVACOVqJvlHKsLTBHbWQr9FjUmhT_KgbG0yA4WgLF-K3Cr0J3P7Go3Z1QAU_5EIs9865ePUC37NFjqIMq9JqzKHBJ/s320/Photo0397.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229119280310945778" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">nice and pure. The white collection.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br />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... heePrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-91580227001572968962008-05-16T18:24:00.005+08:002008-12-09T14:40:15.430+08:00Friday friday friday...Yey! Finally Friday. <br />Not like it really affects me though. I have been holidaying like since Jan? =P<br /><br />Anyway I found some new activities to fill my life. I think they call it...a job.<br /><br />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.<br /><br />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!<br /><br />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! <br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh15gEvkstchWRyrYcee5ARJO_i_ArLTm2ehNpyWd-oaU2xQJWSHzODdV4lMbljpTF0W9CNAb_WkixXtM7Gg0FXD6QVDJj70Rshln_FzjB_lvVnWeKR36tzGolXF4idyYbb-qj-/s1600-h/angelconbesm.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh15gEvkstchWRyrYcee5ARJO_i_ArLTm2ehNpyWd-oaU2xQJWSHzODdV4lMbljpTF0W9CNAb_WkixXtM7Gg0FXD6QVDJj70Rshln_FzjB_lvVnWeKR36tzGolXF4idyYbb-qj-/s320/angelconbesm.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200959883581967634" /></a>Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-39305486141527063542008-05-07T00:44:00.003+08:002008-05-07T00:48:32.242+08:00MV girl...Yay! Many thanks to Evonne. The MV is up. :)<br /><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HD3WnU-IWZY&hl=en"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HD3WnU-IWZY&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br />Enjoy!Prissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6896211.post-37074092535312920852008-04-30T01:07:00.004+08:002008-04-30T01:43:14.660+08:00如果要让我活 让我有希望的活As i watch my friends climb the corporate ladder.<br />I wonder. Am I, sensible or senseless?<br /><br />They say "it is not the end but just the beginning".<br />Believing. Am i naive or positive?<br /><br />different school of thoughts; different perspective.<br /><br />As long as i'm happy. <br />Good things will follow.<br />And i will get by...<br /><br />till another time. <br />Good night and be happy alwayzPrissyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14501073274202275205noreply@blogger.com2