<?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-6745332628177838177</id><updated>2011-12-30T18:59:59.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sophisticated Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-6233892215102715098</id><published>2011-12-15T10:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T10:28:09.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History repeats.</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's my last paper before I start enjoying myself for 2weeks.&lt;div&gt;I know I must do well but procrastination killed me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; not denying, YOU killed me as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History just have to keep repeating itself. SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming to a stage where i really wonder what love is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to stay away from cyber, really hve to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because every single thing, either big or small just affects me a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not in the best of mood ever since that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am petty. I am jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For now, wishing you all the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-6233892215102715098?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6233892215102715098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/history-repeats_9097.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/6233892215102715098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/6233892215102715098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/history-repeats_9097.html' title='History repeats.'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-6754783092491234699</id><published>2011-12-01T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T18:58:11.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>爱会不会变?</title><content type='html'>Finally, its december already. Time's passing by really fast! &lt;div&gt;December would be a busy &amp;amp; fun-packed month! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mid sem tests, M'sia study trip, Holidays, Birthday &amp;amp; Christmas!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anticipating, but definitely not studying for 5 mid sem tests.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait, CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Past 2 weeks was really busy &amp;amp; energy draining. But i managed to cope with it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess everything's gonna be fine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="350" height="280" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cREhLsV8svw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-6754783092491234699?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6754783092491234699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/6754783092491234699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/6754783092491234699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='爱会不会变?'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/cREhLsV8svw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-6378217397759425606</id><published>2011-11-21T01:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T02:11:44.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Q4h99jWjps/TslC0Dg4gDI/AAAAAAAABaM/DiyXf1CDamI/s1600/319550_2426598997737_1634409668_2258975_579871652_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Q4h99jWjps/TslC0Dg4gDI/AAAAAAAABaM/DiyXf1CDamI/s400/319550_2426598997737_1634409668_2258975_579871652_n%2B%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677142267341078578" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;Happy Birthday my dearest girl, dearest taych&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;♥♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;18 already!! Dua Han Liaoooo!!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how tough things get, don't forget to put a smile on ur face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love how you laugh uncontrollably &amp;amp; cry at my jokes or stories! Stay this cheerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope this new stage of your life would be as smooth sailing &amp;amp; fulfilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May your passion for dance lead you to shine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay strong &amp;amp; conquer all obstacles with ease &amp;amp; confidence!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been saying happy birthday to you for 6 years already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meaning you must get happier each year! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy the 18cupcakes. 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fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I realised i'm not shy at all in front of strangers. HAHA oops! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week was a busy week but i managed to overcome it &amp;amp; still managed to meet up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with my babies &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(93, 93, 93); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(93, 93, 93); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(93, 93, 93); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be celebrating darling Jiamin's birthday this coming Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanted to disturb her but she already knew the prank! Shouldn't have told her about &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my new prank! Omg damn bad, really evil me lol. Talking about birthday, 1 month 1 day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to my 18!!!!! Seriously can't wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No turning back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things in life such as memories are worth remembering, but some are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things are worth the wait, patience &amp;amp; effort while some are not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's forever full of regrets, full of setbacks &amp;amp; obstacles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it all doesn't matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; as of now, i will let go of the past becos i know u no longer play a role in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: Missing you. Miss me too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-7167153495081270200?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7167153495081270200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/self-delusion.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/7167153495081270200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/7167153495081270200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/self-delusion.html' title='Self-delusion'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/D-H_V9CsCvA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-6177832505044442479</id><published>2011-11-09T23:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T00:14:08.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a bitch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rHM1RfZRvo/Trql5tGizeI/AAAAAAAABS4/x3TnowX4gjo/s1600/376121_10150386095797510_597732509_8277571_243460909_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rHM1RfZRvo/Trql5tGizeI/AAAAAAAABS4/x3TnowX4gjo/s320/376121_10150386095797510_597732509_8277571_243460909_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673029091404729826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyHChnTIFkA/TrqlsGxoihI/AAAAAAAABSg/PLaZCCttqeo/s1600/319663_10150386095932510_597732509_8277573_1912582113_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iyHChnTIFkA/TrqlsGxoihI/AAAAAAAABSg/PLaZCCttqeo/s320/319663_10150386095932510_597732509_8277573_1912582113_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673028857778178578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be really busy this week, to the next. Obviously with school work! &lt;div&gt;Today, Mdm Kalpana called out my name during lecture &amp;amp; told me i'll be helping out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;at the World's Diabetics Day this Sunday at Suntec convention, together with 4 other &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;coursemates. She said some lecturers nominated us. I wonder who's the one who always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nominates me! -.- It's gonna be busy &amp;amp; stressful cos it'll be a big event. We're expected &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to talk about diabetes &amp;amp; all to the public, as well as the minister.  But, i'm anticipating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doing the 3rd major event of the year!^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been really tired these days. Lots of work left undone still. Where's my source of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;motivation?? Sighhh. Had a really bad tummy ache last night! Probably due to the tasting &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of food in the labs;high chance of food poisoning :/ Can i just not attend school for a day, pleaseeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a break from all these shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-6177832505044442479?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/6177832505044442479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/lifes-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/6177832505044442479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/6177832505044442479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/lifes-bitch.html' title='Life&apos;s a bitch'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rHM1RfZRvo/Trql5tGizeI/AAAAAAAABS4/x3TnowX4gjo/s72-c/376121_10150386095797510_597732509_8277571_243460909_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-8759688449339945953</id><published>2011-11-06T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T14:10:20.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams can't take the place of loving you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="450" height="250" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-ZBoPlCzuRY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A picture speaks a thousand words, so can a song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really awesome how a song can describe ur feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6745332628177838177-8759688449339945953?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8759688449339945953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/dreams-cant-take-place-of-loving-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/8759688449339945953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/8759688449339945953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/dreams-cant-take-place-of-loving-you.html' title='Dreams can&apos;t take the place of loving you.'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-ZBoPlCzuRY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-4179331658653566983</id><published>2011-11-03T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:22:42.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It just ain't right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This feeling just ain't right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I joked about it, I laughed at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was certain. I swore i would not let this happen, but it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is blind. I choose not to believe in this previously. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your voice, your laughter.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your concern, deep within ur heart or simply fooling around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your words, the truth or just lie, i choose to believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You doubt me &amp;amp; all i've said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;其实你不懂我的心........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i'm getting too dependent on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know i've expected too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i know we're gonna stay as friends forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this feeling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have i fallen for you? Yes, No?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6745332628177838177-4179331658653566983?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4179331658653566983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-just-aint-right.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4179331658653566983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4179331658653566983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-just-aint-right.html' title='It just ain&apos;t right'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-4859109820136188945</id><published>2011-10-26T23:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T23:59:13.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I try my hardest, just to forget EVERYTHING.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="280" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Ra-Om7UMSJc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EpCjsNL8g_M/TqgqjPtLwGI/AAAAAAAABR8/n3jGXpt9hKg/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667826916045602914" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 183px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't stop replaying this song. Kelly Clarkson's Because Of You. An old but nice song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps it's because of the meaningful lyrics, which brings back some memories? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just felt like spending my night alone listening to this song. Sometimes, everyone just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to have some quiet moment alone i guess. Not emotional though. The lightning &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;strikes, thunder roars when all i need is peace. Sigh, self reflection needed. Have i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;achieved what i promised myself, as well as my friends? Can't possibly stay on like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friends; they taught me to be strong, they protect me from my fear, they're always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there for me &amp;amp; forever lending me their listening ear. I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "  &gt;I cannot cry&lt;br /&gt;Because I know that's weakness in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm forced to fake a smile, a laugh&lt;br /&gt;Everyday of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-4859109820136188945?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4859109820136188945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-try-my-hardest-just-to-forget_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4859109820136188945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4859109820136188945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-try-my-hardest-just-to-forget_26.html' title='I try my hardest, just to forget EVERYTHING.'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Ra-Om7UMSJc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-7661738399336486917</id><published>2011-10-25T22:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:35:00.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently in Love with Choi</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="400" height="280" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/qDTKAHk_T5k" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="400" height="280" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/swWYvpsLr4o" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in love with David Choi. He's an American Chinese, in his early twenties &amp;amp; I think&lt;div&gt;he looks pretty cute. He's not exactly good looking, not really well known but he has got&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an awesome voice. Meltz. Especially love two of his songs: By My Side &amp;amp; That Girl. His &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nice voice really soothe my nerves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the first day of school. School -'-  First day of school &amp;amp; tonnes of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work and projects all thrown to us. For now, school's like a nightmare. Never enter F&amp;amp;B industry;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; its really strict. Damn it. For labs, must wear until cover whole body &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;short finger nails. Else, we'll be asked to bite off our nails.  Too bad, suck on that. Life &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;goes on. Forgot to mention. &lt;b&gt;I was offered an overseas internship at some &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;prestigious University! FUCK NO JOKE. &lt;/b&gt;I guess that's the University Dr Teo was &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking about, over at USA. How would i bear to leave this place for USA for like 6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;months?!? Was happy to hear this but sorry, i rejected this offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met up with my two babies Yanying &amp;amp; Jiamin. Felt sooo much better when i'm with them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner at Astons &amp;amp; we three made a fool out of ourselves there. Laughing, hitting the table &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but who cares. Thank God for both of them really. Was at Suntec &amp;amp; I was stalked. Some&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;guy facebook msg me &amp;amp; ask me if i was there, in front of RedWing. Well, i was, together &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;with Yanying &amp;amp; Jiamin. Omg &amp;amp; this guy just fb chat me AGAIN! He says he can recognise&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me from my photos bcos im pretty &amp;amp; i've got nice eyes. He says i looked at him fiercely &amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he quickly look away. He said he spot me smiling, very sweet. WTF. &amp;amp; He asked me too look&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for him next time in suntec &amp;amp; he'll treat me cos he's working there!!! Fuckfuckfuck. I don't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even know him fuck crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6745332628177838177-7661738399336486917?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7661738399336486917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/currently-in-love-with-choi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/7661738399336486917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/7661738399336486917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/currently-in-love-with-choi.html' title='Currently in Love with Choi'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/qDTKAHk_T5k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-2105097201509895787</id><published>2011-10-21T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T18:27:46.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What goes around, comes back around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Cznf7MkOOHE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you once cared?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you really mean what u said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you deserve my tears?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at me in the eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No lies.&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/6745332628177838177-2105097201509895787?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2105097201509895787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-goes-around-comes-back-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/2105097201509895787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/2105097201509895787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-goes-around-comes-back-around.html' title='What goes around, comes back around.'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Cznf7MkOOHE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-4677025724203474986</id><published>2011-10-20T12:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T15:22:35.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not in the best of mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tk-D8rIyMuI/Tp-lw_IFBPI/AAAAAAAABRw/I9ip5tF2CM4/s1600/124.PNG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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Everything got worse after getting to know my timetable. I shall &lt;div&gt;rant the fucking shit out. Imagine 9 to 10 hours of school everyday. Where the fuck would &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we find time for projects?!? Hardcore. 5days of lab=everyday wear long pants, covered &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shoes &amp;amp; bring labcoat. Worst shit ever. What's worse is that the lecturers i don't like are &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teaching my class. Just let me die now seriously. Now, this is what i call no life. Just want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;poly life to past by fast &amp;amp; get the shit out of this course. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, this post is full of rants &amp;amp; vulgarities. But, please understand my pain. K bye, not&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the best of mood seriously. But one thing to be happy about. I'm in the same electives with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quite a few ex classmates &amp;amp; also Joel &amp;amp; DeeJin! We're all in this togther.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY 42nd BIRTHDAY MUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-4677025724203474986?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4677025724203474986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-in-best-of-mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4677025724203474986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4677025724203474986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/not-in-best-of-mood.html' title='Not in the best of mood'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tk-D8rIyMuI/Tp-lw_IFBPI/AAAAAAAABRw/I9ip5tF2CM4/s72-c/124.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-4720001288431104741</id><published>2011-10-18T20:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T12:24:47.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is worth fighting for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great day, great life. But mood was kind of dampened after receiving my timetable for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday. Super dreading to go school already :'( 8am class all the way to 6pm. 10hours&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;straight in school with only an hour lunch break. Beat that. Sure to get Monday Blues. Big&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh, grumpy mode. Alright, must stay positive. School is good, school's gonna be as awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Met my baby, Yanying for mad shopping today. Met many many weird people today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously. Spent more than $200within hours &amp;amp; i actually told baby all i had left is only&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enough to buy a loaf of bread. As for today, i got my Havaianas slippers, maroon contact &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lenses &amp;amp; clothes. Oh anyway, i caught a beautiful lady today while shopping. A sales lady. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's PRETTY, the face of a doll with cute chubby cheeks. Can't help but stare at her. But&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she looks kind of plastic though, if only that's her natural look. She's gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nPUfxlIqTE/Tp1l-B94F4I/AAAAAAAABRY/0tV1Wtgfr7Y/s1600/308926_10150358389777719_539322718_8058265_70373494_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nPUfxlIqTE/Tp1l-B94F4I/AAAAAAAABRY/0tV1Wtgfr7Y/s400/308926_10150358389777719_539322718_8058265_70373494_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664796022656210818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEvJd3MKlTs/Tp1l9Z65mhI/AAAAAAAABQ8/5uBMi_zod7M/s1600/301175_10150358387117719_539322718_8058238_500640958_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BEvJd3MKlTs/Tp1l9Z65mhI/AAAAAAAABQ8/5uBMi_zod7M/s400/301175_10150358387117719_539322718_8058238_500640958_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664796011906308626" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Buys for today ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WAf_iZ-dfY/Tp1l9TjrppI/AAAAAAAABQ0/-SUl68ZPugc/s1600/309733_10150358385867719_539322718_8058225_1487622035_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1WAf_iZ-dfY/Tp1l9TjrppI/AAAAAAAABQ0/-SUl68ZPugc/s400/309733_10150358385867719_539322718_8058225_1487622035_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664796010198312594" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is worth fighting for? In life, why do we have to work so hard, work so tough? All for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;our future. But why? No goal, no target, no anything. Come back to the topic; fighting for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a good future? Fighting for a good life? Or perhaps for people around you whom u care &amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love. I am really clueless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setbacks, breakdowns;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People may say doing your best is most important; at least its better than not trying at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But don't you feel that most people just judge you based on the final result and achievement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For instance, someone asked you to run an errand &amp;amp; you did a really good job. People praise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you. But what if you don't meet their expectations? They might not consider asking you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for help the next time. But did they once give u a chance to explain ur wrong doings? Did &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they even appreciate you for your hard work? Well, at least you tried. Sorry, they don't care&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how hard you fucking tried. They do judge, trust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Someone take my fucking hand &amp;amp; guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-4720001288431104741?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/4720001288431104741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-worth-fighting-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4720001288431104741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/4720001288431104741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-is-worth-fighting-for.html' title='What is worth fighting for?'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6nPUfxlIqTE/Tp1l-B94F4I/AAAAAAAABRY/0tV1Wtgfr7Y/s72-c/308926_10150358389777719_539322718_8058265_70373494_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-8965213398105065839</id><published>2011-10-17T21:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T09:30:46.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Too Vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;School's starting next week. One last week to enjoy life. Gonna meet my babies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this week. Shopping with Yanying baby tomorrow. Talking about school, I really &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope timetable's good for this coming semester please. Feeling a little vain today; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided to mix &amp;amp; match some of my clothes for school. For no particular reason, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually feel quite excited for school. Maybe its because I'll get to know &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new coursemates. Other then that,hell no to school. Well anyway, different looks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've planned for school below. Click to enlarge the photos. Pardon my nude face &amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;messy hair. Really didn't bother to tidy up. Looking really ugly here :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look 1: Dressing up a little for school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FI5_NFAdKFc/Tpws75auYWI/AAAAAAAABPg/FnPvZNnYn1U/s1600/DSCF0683-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FI5_NFAdKFc/Tpws75auYWI/AAAAAAAABPg/FnPvZNnYn1U/s400/DSCF0683-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664451838862057826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look 2: Mature look, long pants for lab days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKYcg9k87zM/TpwuZKyV01I/AAAAAAAABP4/XYEGZNZwnSI/s1600/DSCF0770-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bKYcg9k87zM/TpwuZKyV01I/AAAAAAAABP4/XYEGZNZwnSI/s400/DSCF0770-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664453441252348754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZSsHY8rbig/TpwswpHVbPI/AAAAAAAABPU/o5sHabQHlic/s1600/DSCF0736-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RZSsHY8rbig/TpwswpHVbPI/AAAAAAAABPU/o5sHabQHlic/s400/DSCF0736-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664451645507202290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look 3: Simple look for a simple day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 176px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KDfhY9lwiBk/TpwsvHllM6I/AAAAAAAABOw/MIXLC7Gztpo/s400/DSCF0778-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664451619327390626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look 4: Too Cool for School.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmswSBiu7Uw/TpwsurAGkVI/AAAAAAAABOk/GQo1Y_f4Efw/s1600/DSCF0820-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xmswSBiu7Uw/TpwsurAGkVI/AAAAAAAABOk/GQo1Y_f4Efw/s400/DSCF0820-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664451611654000978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Looking ready for school? Certainly am. Got to do some last minute shopping this week for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;school(: &amp;amp; It's mummy's birthday this coming thursday. Hehe anticipating for it because I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can tell mummy i love her! Bye for now~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6745332628177838177-8965213398105065839?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8965213398105065839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/getting-too-vain.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/8965213398105065839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/8965213398105065839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/getting-too-vain.html' title='Getting Too Vain'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FI5_NFAdKFc/Tpws75auYWI/AAAAAAAABPg/FnPvZNnYn1U/s72-c/DSCF0683-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6745332628177838177.post-1612287707889116849</id><published>2011-10-16T18:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T22:16:31.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Me Softly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;                                              True love speaks in tender tones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;                                                   And hears with gentle ear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;                                               True love gives with open heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;                                                     And conquers all fears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;                                                        ~Bryan L. Harvey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;For once, I thought I've picked myself up from that fall. Heart broken, tears dropped. I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;thought everything would turn out fine. Life still goes on anyway. Apparently, nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;has changed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;except the fact that I've lost my way &amp;amp; I really wondered what true love was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;Love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px; "&gt;when hearts are attached, emotions involved. Love is not as simple as saying I love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;you. And indeed, true love does not visit you as often as you use the loo. Grab it tight &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;never let go once you've got hold on it. Lesson learnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;Why can't lovers ever be friends again? Explanation would be: Awkward feelings arise? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;Pride? Hatred? Life is short, I've never tried hating him. For all the things that he had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;done, I was greatly affected. But just as I thought I've moved on, I chose to look back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;Memories, emotions. Who can stop me from thinking? What about banging my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;against the wall? Or how about killing myself? Emotional breakdown; who doesn't? But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;I've got to remind myself to stay strong, move on, life is beautiful, bright future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;ahead....... &amp;amp; to my babies out there who are emotionally affected: No one knows what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;will happen to you the next moment, so live life to the fullest because you know i'll be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;there for you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;To that someone out there, you left me without a reason. I know u won't come back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;So bye, &amp;amp; sorry, I've moved on. I will be happier than you. I will still survive, with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;or without you. You should change that attitude of yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/6745332628177838177-1612287707889116849?l=s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/feeds/1612287707889116849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/define-true-love.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/1612287707889116849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6745332628177838177/posts/default/1612287707889116849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://s-ophisticatedlove.blogspot.com/2011/10/define-true-love.html' title='Killing Me Softly'/><author><name>MandyKee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09622425852898676150</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlw9wGMuTBY/TpxOOS-SE5I/AAAAAAAABQE/GnAAUKsW_y0/s220/DSCF0784-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
