<?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-7981022</id><updated>2012-01-27T20:59:59.356+13:00</updated><category term='Cars'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Sport'/><category term='Emotions'/><category term='Fashion Shows'/><category term='Farewells'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Guestbloggings'/><category term='Silly Hollywood Goss'/><category term='Pets'/><category term='My Birthdays'/><category term='Just Being a Girl'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='World Cup'/><category term='Chinese'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Just For Laughs'/><category term='Biz Trips'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Blog Details'/><category term='Humour'/><category term='Shows'/><category term='Partyanimals'/><category term='Comedy'/><category term='Clubs'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Ghost Stories'/><category term='Family Affair'/><category term='Songs'/><category term='Visuals'/><category term='food'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='Resolutions'/><category term='Festivals'/><category term='Birthdays'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Concerts'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='News'/><category term='Unique Experience'/><title type='text'>Intimacy or Intricacy ?</title><subtitle type='html'>"Love is Friendship Set on Fire"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>336</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-224263885158243297</id><published>2011-11-10T14:24:00.010+13:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:37:36.023+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Endings and New Beginnings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break others' hearts. You'll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them, and you'll cry because time is flying by. So take too many pictures, laugh too much, forgive freely, and love like you've never been hurt. Life comes with no guarantees, no time outs, no second chances. you just have to live life to the fullest, tell someone what they mean to you and tell someone off, speak out, dance in the pouring rain, hold someone's hand, comfort a friend, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late, be a flirt, and smile until your face hurts. Don't be afraid to take chances or fall in love and most of all, live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-unknown&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every ending is a new beginning. The good times were good while it lasted, and the bad... we dont have to deal with anymore. Thank you for making it sure for me, I wont hold back no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello world, I'm ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, I'm ready to take on the world with you.&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/7981022-224263885158243297?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/224263885158243297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=224263885158243297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/224263885158243297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/224263885158243297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2011/11/endings-and-new-beginnings.html' title='Endings and New Beginnings'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1990076573630021419</id><published>2011-10-31T22:56:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:39:53.953+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Songs'/><title type='text'>Last Kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe width="459" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WmJfb7fvjUc?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the look on your face&lt;br /&gt;Lit through the darkness at 1:58&lt;br /&gt;The words that you whispered&lt;br /&gt;For just us to know&lt;br /&gt;Told me you loved me&lt;br /&gt;So why did you go away?&lt;br /&gt;Away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do recall now the smell of the rain&lt;br /&gt;Fresh on the pavement&lt;br /&gt;I ran off the plane&lt;br /&gt;That July 9th&lt;br /&gt;The beat of your heart&lt;br /&gt;The jumps through your shirt&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel your arms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'll go sit on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Wearing your clothes&lt;br /&gt;All that I know is that&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to be something you miss&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd have a last kiss&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined we'd end like this&lt;br /&gt;Your name, forever the name on my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember&lt;br /&gt;The swing of your step&lt;br /&gt;The life of the party, you're showing off again&lt;br /&gt;And I roll my eyes and then&lt;br /&gt;You pull me in&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much for dancing&lt;br /&gt;But for you I did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love your handshake&lt;br /&gt;Me and my father&lt;br /&gt;I love how you walk with your hands in your pockets&lt;br /&gt;How you kissed me when I was in the middle of saying something&lt;br /&gt;There's not a day when I don't miss those rude interruptions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'll go sit on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Wearing your clothes&lt;br /&gt;All that I know is that&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to be something you miss&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd have a last kiss&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined we'd end like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name, forever the name on my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll watch you live in pictures like I used to watch you sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I feel you forget me like I used to feel you breathe&lt;br /&gt;And I keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's nice where you are&lt;br /&gt;And I hope the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;And it's a beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;And something reminds you&lt;br /&gt;You wish you had stayed&lt;br /&gt;You can plan for a change in weather and town&lt;br /&gt;But I never planned on you changing your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll go sit on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Wearing your clothes&lt;br /&gt;All that I know is that&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to be something you miss&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd have a last kiss&lt;br /&gt;Never imagined we'd end like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name, forever the name on my lips&lt;br /&gt;Just like our last kiss&lt;br /&gt;Forever the name on my lips&lt;br /&gt;Forever the name on my lips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like our last﻿&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;&lt;i&gt;24th July 2011&lt;/i&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/7981022-1990076573630021419?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1990076573630021419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4077979987567220603</id><published>2009-02-21T03:25:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T06:26:50.207+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Gloomy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SZ7f0K5_mPI/AAAAAAAAAwM/sj7VeJijHBI/s1600-h/008_9A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SZ7f0K5_mPI/AAAAAAAAAwM/sj7VeJijHBI/s400/008_9A.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304923498462812402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;taken with a disposable camera during company trip to fraser island 20/12/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello world, this is me, fading away, turning grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still alil catty, still alil impatient, still alil whingy, still myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A whole lot more boring, still me nonetheless. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My life still revolves around work, missing my loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;and yearning for my old carefree lifestyle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I miss all my girls, especially my pig whose in neverneverland.&lt;br /&gt;All the way in uk, where I can never afford to visit. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Someday, I will walk out of my boring routine,&lt;br /&gt;and have the courage to live as a struggling wanderer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In actual fact, work isn't as bad as I've portrayed it.&lt;br /&gt;It's challenging, keeps my brain active, my pocket full, and I sincerely do have fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I guess a part of me will always refuse to let go of my youthful days,&lt;br /&gt;which holds a big part of me forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's amazing how different life is once you grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Big and tall people now seem so much smaller and fragile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Adulthood is just so different from what you've pictured it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My fear of losing my loved ones seem to grow rapidly and significantly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You never satisfy everyone you love anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think, I'm actually afraid to grow up, afraid to lose my loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe I'm just feeling emotional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know I'm always this way when I write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But writing is my only outlet as I don't express my feelings verbally no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow will be a better day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I will be my goofy and happy self again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Till then, let me drown my sorrows and engulf myself in an emotional state for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow, will be a better day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-4077979987567220603?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4077979987567220603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4077979987567220603&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4077979987567220603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4077979987567220603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2009/02/gloomy-days.html' title='Gloomy days'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SZ7f0K5_mPI/AAAAAAAAAwM/sj7VeJijHBI/s72-c/008_9A.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8203366538290656129</id><published>2008-12-04T02:42:00.003+13:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T02:59:28.037+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>Dearest bigbadwolf,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Six Years&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Anniversary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to Us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shajamescopy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/shajamescopy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Six years of &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jamesharon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, still plenty more eternity lovin' to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shaz&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/7981022-8203366538290656129?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8203366538290656129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8203366538290656129&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8203366538290656129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8203366538290656129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/12/jamesharon.html' title='Dearest bigbadwolf,'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5538826945148210548</id><published>2008-11-28T20:35:00.006+13:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:50:26.411+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Splash away the blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's so refreshing diving into the water, splashing around, feeling calm and unnerved again. Been feeling the pressure and frustration taking its toll on me. I feel so restrained and limited, sigh, the choices you are forced to make in life. How do you know which path to walk on or what is right or wrong. Why are there no guidelines or life manuals provided? Sometimes I feel like a blindfolded woman forced to take on a path. As I struggle my way towards the end, I get pricked and prodded on, I trip and I fall, yet I still continue to walk even though I dont know how ardous or long my journey will be. What is it that keeps me going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determination, or really, denial or false hope?&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/7981022-5538826945148210548?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5538826945148210548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=5538826945148210548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5538826945148210548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5538826945148210548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/splash-away-blues.html' title='Splash away the blues'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3776574074244457034</id><published>2008-11-27T01:21:00.005+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T01:33:35.591+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>What is it with me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i feel so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SS0_dxEDzjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/b4BjkL_isUk/s1600-h/stressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272940519339839026" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SS0_dxEDzjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/b4BjkL_isUk/s400/stressed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SS0_dbpYBsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/0xctzGk-O64/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272940513590773442" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SS0_dbpYBsI/AAAAAAAAAg4/0xctzGk-O64/s400/lost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...maybe it's high time for vacation.&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/7981022-3776574074244457034?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3776574074244457034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3776574074244457034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3776574074244457034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3776574074244457034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-dont-know-how-i-feel-no-more.html' title='What is it with me...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SS0_dxEDzjI/AAAAAAAAAhA/b4BjkL_isUk/s72-c/stressed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-2709818694171656123</id><published>2008-11-26T01:25:00.008+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:08:31.332+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Fatboyslim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;While browsing through some photos I uploaded to my lappy the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;him: hey hey, scroll back again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;her: huh. &lt;em&gt;*scrolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;him: no, back! back!&lt;br /&gt;her: which one? &lt;em&gt;*what's on your mind monkey butt*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;him: hey look!! i'm skinny!&lt;em&gt; bwahahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;her: &lt;em&gt;HAHAHA!!&lt;/em&gt; lies hunny lies :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this was the picture he was refering to &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwZmGjgGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/rlB4LiLJ7z8/s1600-h/IMG_3480.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272572111282733154" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwZmGjgGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/rlB4LiLJ7z8/s400/IMG_3480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having bbq for two weekends in a row now, look how cute and tiny the bbq set is! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwZ1eXUNI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qSD7y2n_yos/s1600-h/IMG_3487.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272572115409129682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwZ1eXUNI/AAAAAAAAAgA/qSD7y2n_yos/s400/IMG_3487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bigbadwolf's all time favourite, prawns, prawns and more prawns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwZ98bK-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/jHDW-ZWQvX8/s1600-h/IMG_3378.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272572117682695138" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwZ98bK-I/AAAAAAAAAgI/jHDW-ZWQvX8/s400/IMG_3378.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Everything tastes so good when you cook on this instead of the pan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwaH2PmjI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EERHv7uQKuY/s1600-h/IMG_3399.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272572120341125682" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwaH2PmjI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/EERHv7uQKuY/s400/IMG_3399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what have I been up to? Work, catching up with friends during the weekends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lazing and doing household chores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T_T Yes, my life has been so mundane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwaMLt4KI/AAAAAAAAAgY/myHbxrhNqZs/s1600-h/IMG_3358.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272572121504932002" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwaMLt4KI/AAAAAAAAAgY/myHbxrhNqZs/s400/IMG_3358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a friend's marriage registration a few weeks ago,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvzX1ZkdDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/G5VY3xiIXbA/s1600-h/IMG_3466.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575379564164146" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvzX1ZkdDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/G5VY3xiIXbA/s400/IMG_3466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and also had to say goodbye to a girlfriend whose gone back to hong kong for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T_T why is everyone leaving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvzYPakU6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/6Bma_dHRrX4/s1600-h/IMG_3507.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575386547671970" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvzYPakU6I/AAAAAAAAAgo/6Bma_dHRrX4/s400/IMG_3507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the best baby, looks like we'll need to start recruiting again, noo come back :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvzYCHW0PI/AAAAAAAAAgw/c7qynLy1LIU/s1600-h/IMG_3491.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272575382977433842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvzYCHW0PI/AAAAAAAAAgw/c7qynLy1LIU/s400/IMG_3491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ashley is also going away during christmas hols, oh how I hate you baby! I'm going to be stuck in brissie trying to make the best of what's left here for me. So far, I've only got noosa and fraser island planned out, what's everyone else doing for christmas and new years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;p/s: dont complain pig, at least i've updated for you! ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7981022-2709818694171656123?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2709818694171656123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=2709818694171656123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2709818694171656123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2709818694171656123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/fatboyslim.html' title='Fatboyslim'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SSvwZmGjgGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/rlB4LiLJ7z8/s72-c/IMG_3480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-9161568238775823767</id><published>2008-11-25T18:09:00.006+13:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T02:09:57.118+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><title type='text'>The five minutes management course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 1&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour. Before she says a word, Bob says, 'I'll give you $800 to drop that towel.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob, after a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves. The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, 'Who was that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'It was Bob the next door neighbour,' she replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Great,' the husband says, 'did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lesson 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. The nun said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, 'Father, remember Psalm 129?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest apologized 'Sorry sister but the flesh is weak.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way. On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, 'Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lesson 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out.&lt;br /&gt;The Genie says, 'I'll give each of you just one wish.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me first! Me first!' says the admin clerk. 'I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world.' Puff! She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Me next! Me next!' says the sales rep. 'I want to be in Hawaii , relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life.' Puff! He's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'OK, you're up,' the Genie says to the manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager says, 'I want those two back in the office after lunch.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Always let your boss have the first say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lesson 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, 'Can I also sit like you and do nothing?' The eagle answered: 'Sure, why not.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lesson 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull. 'I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree' sighed the turkey, 'but I haven't got the energy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?' replied the bull. They're packed with nutrients.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough str ength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lesson 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dung was actually thawing him out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Morals of the story:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy.&lt;br /&gt;2. Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend.&lt;br /&gt;3. And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;THUS ENDS THE FIVE MINUTES MANAGEMENT COURSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to bright people who have enough sense of humour to take it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-9161568238775823767?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9161568238775823767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=9161568238775823767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/9161568238775823767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/9161568238775823767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/five-minute-management-course.html' title='The five minutes management course'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6847584170431863512</id><published>2008-09-24T23:41:00.006+12:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T00:18:48.852+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>uh uh uh uh stayin' alive, stayin' alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whoooopsie, haven't been blogging in ages, anyone missed me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i just don't seem to have the time and effort anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my folks are here to visit, and my dearest papi has already come and gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i'm left here with my mummy and sis for one more week,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;before everyone leaves lil ol shaz alone again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sobs, goodbyes are what i dread most when people come to visit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;im so bad with goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was planning for a big vacation for end of the year but decided to cancel it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;everything's so overpriced and my xmas hols aren't long enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i want to go to china, taiwan, bali, korea, japan, macao, malaysia or thailand again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our economy has been a bitch, nothing is as easy no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;if only work wasn't as stressful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how i miss my carefree student life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why oh why did i grow up so quickly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i need someone to colour my life, why is my life so dull and mundane?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;always rushing here and there, getting stuck in traffic, working against time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i long for the life i had, those happy times travelling, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sleeping in, relaxing and doing things on impulse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;walking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SNov_vy5JXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gLAvfO-N2Gs/s1600-h/IMG_27981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249561087861925234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SNov_vy5JXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gLAvfO-N2Gs/s400/IMG_27981.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/7981022-6847584170431863512?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6847584170431863512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6847584170431863512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6847584170431863512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6847584170431863512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/uh-uh-uh-uh-stayin-alive-stayin-alive.html' title='uh uh uh uh stayin&apos; alive, stayin&apos; alive'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9j78em2igAU/SNov_vy5JXI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gLAvfO-N2Gs/s72-c/IMG_27981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4459217815592319071</id><published>2008-09-06T20:29:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:50:13.503+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Infatuation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what i do, all i think about is you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;even when i'm with my boo, boy you know i'm crazy over you~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;wow times like these have long been gone for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;i can still reminisce the times when i've been &lt;em&gt;goo goo ga ga&lt;/em&gt; over someone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...tis a magical feeling isn't it?&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/7981022-4459217815592319071?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4459217815592319071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4459217815592319071&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4459217815592319071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4459217815592319071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/infatuation.html' title='Infatuation'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4808128495029422978</id><published>2008-05-24T20:00:00.014+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:46:04.672+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Birthdays'/><title type='text'>My 22nd Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pictures speak a thousand words so I'll just let the photos do majority of the talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried my best to arrive as late as I could so I wouldn't have to get so drunk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO1T33uxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hRcsikJoH5E/s1600-h/IMG_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203855309712898834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO1T33uxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hRcsikJoH5E/s320/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO1z33uyI/AAAAAAAAAbw/h-k61_re1qM/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203855318302833442" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="238" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO1z33uyI/AAAAAAAAAbw/h-k61_re1qM/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I still had to have one glass of beer each with most of the people in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO2D33uzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Jml1Q9mR6ts/s1600-h/IMG_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203855322597800754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO2D33uzI/AAAAAAAAAb4/Jml1Q9mR6ts/s320/IMG_0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO2D33u0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/_NFdmHgyOrA/s1600-h/IMG_0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203855322597800770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO2D33u0I/AAAAAAAAAcA/_NFdmHgyOrA/s320/IMG_0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time sweetie mama came back to the scene as well &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;, much appreciated babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO2T33u1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/1reV9PgKzQY/s1600-h/IMG_0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203855326892768082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO2T33u1I/AAAAAAAAAcI/1reV9PgKzQY/s320/IMG_0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP6j33u2I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/PJhI-neOC7w/s1600-h/IMG_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203856499418839906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="239" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP6j33u2I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/PJhI-neOC7w/s320/IMG_0074.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to take as many photos as I could so I don't have to drink so much as well &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP6j33u3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/jXtMso1_49A/s1600-h/IMG_0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203856499418839922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP6j33u3I/AAAAAAAAAcY/jXtMso1_49A/s320/IMG_0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfQzz33u7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/tB_rYwwys24/s1600-h/IMG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203857482966350770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfQzz33u7I/AAAAAAAAAc4/tB_rYwwys24/s320/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking, singing, playing, and photos = bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBD33vHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/A5wVOXlI6Jk/s1600-h/IMG_5370.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203863208157756530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBD33vHI/AAAAAAAAAeY/A5wVOXlI6Jk/s320/IMG_5370.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWAj33vGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/yM43fTUNebo/s1600-h/IMG_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203863199567821922" style="WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="239" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWAj33vGI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/yM43fTUNebo/s320/IMG_0127.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the clock struck 12, thank you everyone for the cakes, loved it heaps, yummy yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP6z33u4I/AAAAAAAAAcg/R9be2TKAOzo/s1600-h/IMG_0085.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203856503713807234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP6z33u4I/AAAAAAAAAcg/R9be2TKAOzo/s320/IMG_0085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSiD33u8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/0AbxzdsH-aw/s1600-h/1878868834.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203859377046928322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSiD33u8I/AAAAAAAAAdA/0AbxzdsH-aw/s320/1878868834.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to make a wish because I was so excited and nervous. Excited because it was my birthday, nervous because I had to face the jug soon.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP7D33u6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/AhcZg2SQ-5Y/s1600-h/IMG_5340.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203856508008774562" style="WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="225" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP7D33u6I/AAAAAAAAAcw/AhcZg2SQ-5Y/s320/IMG_5340.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP7D33u5I/AAAAAAAAAco/0jSDtw-y1Yc/s1600-h/IMG_0088.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203856508008774546" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" height="224" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfP7D33u5I/AAAAAAAAAco/0jSDtw-y1Yc/s320/IMG_0088.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf had to finish cutting the cake for me because his birthday's next, some chinese tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSiz33u9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/H7VfbOuyx_s/s1600-h/IMG_5343.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203859389931830226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSiz33u9I/AAAAAAAAAdI/H7VfbOuyx_s/s320/IMG_5343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSjD33u-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Z5T1pAlvWVI/s1600-h/IMG_5347.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203859394226797538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSjD33u-I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Z5T1pAlvWVI/s320/IMG_5347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, and the annual routine begins. Mummy close your eyes &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSjj33vAI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Y9L_zGes98k/s1600-h/IMG_0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203859402816732162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSjj33vAI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Y9L_zGes98k/s320/IMG_0090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSjT33u_I/AAAAAAAAAdY/PMUkqqXV5RU/s1600-h/IMG_5351.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203859398521764850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfSjT33u_I/AAAAAAAAAdY/PMUkqqXV5RU/s320/IMG_5351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviouly I wouldn't be able to finish that! It's too big!! All the girls helped out &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt; love you all! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhD33vBI/AAAAAAAAAdo/UfzjSHSXSXw/s1600-h/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203861558890314770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhD33vBI/AAAAAAAAAdo/UfzjSHSXSXw/s320/IMG_0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhj33vCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qxua27bVBO0/s1600-h/IMG_0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203861567480249378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhj33vCI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Qxua27bVBO0/s320/IMG_0106.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jug was passed back to me again and I had to finish what I could... until it all came out &lt;em&gt;ew&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhj33vDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Nb1a8srLSw4/s1600-h/IMG_0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203861567480249394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhj33vDI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Nb1a8srLSw4/s320/IMG_0110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDkY9z33vQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1xpNVSyP8nE/s1600-h/IMG_01112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204218294578953474" style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" height="236" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDkY9z33vQI/AAAAAAAAAfg/1xpNVSyP8nE/s320/IMG_01112.jpg" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf cleaned out the jug afterwards for me &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhz33vFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XfGEVoBW-j4/s1600-h/IMG_0119.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203861571775216722" style="WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfUhz33vFI/AAAAAAAAAeI/XfGEVoBW-j4/s320/IMG_0119.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBD33vII/AAAAAAAAAeg/JCuWj8DlFPU/s1600-h/IMG_5372.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203863208157756546" style="WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="237" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBD33vII/AAAAAAAAAeg/JCuWj8DlFPU/s320/IMG_5372.jpg" width="323" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bigbadwolf had to give me a birthday kiss due to peer pressure &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBD33vJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/h-VQImVotmo/s1600-h/IMG_5365.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203863208157756562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBD33vJI/AAAAAAAAAeo/h-VQImVotmo/s320/IMG_5365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBT33vKI/AAAAAAAAAew/gvayImMxTBM/s1600-h/IMG_5367.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203863212452723874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfWBT33vKI/AAAAAAAAAew/gvayImMxTBM/s320/IMG_5367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks patrick for taking most of the photos, you the man valentino jose (he keeps insisting that this is his new name -_- ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYPT33vLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/84teJFgqF2E/s1600-h/IMG_5406.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203865651994148018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYPT33vLI/AAAAAAAAAe4/84teJFgqF2E/s320/IMG_5406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYPj33vMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_2BAcmV33to/s1600-h/IMG_5399.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203865656289115330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYPj33vMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/_2BAcmV33to/s320/IMG_5399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up drinking and drinking again, and eating lotsa chicken wings as well &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. That's all folks, the others are too embarrassing to be put up over here. You can see the rest on my msn space.. cheerios :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYrT33vPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/vNqdWm2ucgg/s1600-h/IMG_0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203866133030485234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYrT33vPI/AAAAAAAAAfY/vNqdWm2ucgg/s320/IMG_0064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYQD33vNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/LX6imd0MePM/s1600-h/IMG_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203865664879049938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfYQD33vNI/AAAAAAAAAfI/LX6imd0MePM/s320/IMG_0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7981022-4808128495029422978?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4808128495029422978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4808128495029422978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4808128495029422978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4808128495029422978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-22nd-birthday.html' title='My 22nd Birthday'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SDfO1T33uxI/AAAAAAAAAbo/hRcsikJoH5E/s72-c/IMG_0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1605257758064320508</id><published>2008-05-22T00:40:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T01:06:08.651+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Attendees: Shaz, Bigbadwolf, Yenyen, Ruby, Fiona, Sally, Celine, Ashley, Cathy, Carrie, Elise, Hazel, Zoe, Alice, Yuki, Katy, Christine, Francis, Taylor, Desmond, Jack, Allen, Alan, Brian, Patrick, Rocky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(I hope I didn't miss anyone...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all of you for coming and for all the efforts you've all put in to make my day. Photos will be updated as soon as I get some free time on my hands. I love you all, I'm on cloud nine because of you. I feel so blessed to be me right now, I don't usually feel this way you know &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a little preview for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_00891.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/IMG_00891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stay tuned for more lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-1605257758064320508?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1605257758064320508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1605257758064320508&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1605257758064320508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1605257758064320508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to Me...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6968330068150286563</id><published>2008-05-14T22:17:00.005+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T22:25:51.769+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><title type='text'>Baby Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Got this in my mailbox from bigbadwolf, there is not one dirty word in it and it is hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, &lt;em&gt;'Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. &lt;em&gt;'Good morning, Ma'am'&lt;/em&gt;, he said, &lt;em&gt;'I've come to...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Oh, no need to explain,'&lt;/em&gt; Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, &lt;em&gt;'I've been expecting you.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Have you really?'&lt;/em&gt; said the photographer. &lt;em&gt;'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment she asked, blushing, &lt;em&gt;'Well, where do we&lt;br /&gt;start?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased&lt;br /&gt;with the results.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'My, that's a lot!'&lt;/em&gt;, gasped Mrs. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be In and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Don't I know it,'&lt;/em&gt; said Mrs. Smith quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled&lt;br /&gt;out a portfolio of his baby pictures. &lt;em&gt;'This was done on the top of a bus,'&lt;/em&gt; he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Oh, my God!'&lt;/em&gt; Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'She was difficult?'&lt;/em&gt; asked Mrs. Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Yes, I'm afraid so. I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Four and five deep?'&lt;/em&gt; said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Yes'&lt;/em&gt;, the photographer replied. &lt;em&gt;'And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Smith leaned forward. &lt;em&gt;'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away.'&lt;br /&gt;'Tripod?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Smith fainted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-6968330068150286563?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6968330068150286563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6968330068150286563&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6968330068150286563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6968330068150286563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/bab-y.html' title='Baby Making'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-492290471749717149</id><published>2008-05-10T17:57:00.008+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T18:57:29.955+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>My Golden Set</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/?action=view&amp;amp;current=goldenset1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/goldenset1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Alberta Ferretti Chain Embellished Dress&lt;br /&gt;Baby Phat Ellen (Gold/White Logo)Women's Shoes&lt;br /&gt;Alex Monroe Original Sin Heart Locket&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;amp;G Gold Bangles&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now you know what a girl does when she's not out shopping, &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-492290471749717149?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/492290471749717149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=492290471749717149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/492290471749717149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/492290471749717149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='My Golden Set'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1661870286964870518</id><published>2008-05-09T20:35:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:45:41.234+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Taggety Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tagged by YenYen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Real name - Norahs Oos Neihc Nat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.Nickname - shaz, sharzie, shazza, sha, sha sha, pig, babe, xue ren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3.Married - no, i can't bear to leave my family just yet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4.Male or Female - female &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.Highschool - maz international school, loreto college. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.University - university of canberra &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7.Short or long hair - long straight hair, at the moment i feel like getting soft wavy curls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.Are you a health freak - sadly i'm only a health freak wannabe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9.Height - 168cm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;10.Do you have a crush on someone - lor kar leung &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11.Do you like yourself - i think so :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12.Piercings - 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13.Righty or Lefty - i'm a hardkore chopstick fighting lefty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIRST'S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14. First surgery - nearly, but thankfully no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15. First piercing(s) - i think i was between 10-12 years old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16. First person you see in the morning - my colleagues during week days, bigbadwolf on the weekend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17. First award - Grade 2 - backstroke swimming &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;18. First sport you joined - swimming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;19. First pet - i cant remember my first puppy's name! only had her for a while and the volcano erupted in Rabaul. I was so stupid to feed her and lock her up in the cage when we left, omg keel me! I didn't know that we weren't going back home again T_T&lt;br /&gt;20. First vacation - papua new guinea? &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt; high five yen&lt;br /&gt;21. First concert - &lt;s&gt;moffats in kl &lt;em&gt;cringes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/s&gt; pink in kl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENTLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Eating - just got back from pine and bamboo. had beijing duck, steamed silver perch and yummy quails with the relos&lt;br /&gt;24. Drinking - wintermelon tea&lt;br /&gt;25. I'm about to - sleep, will continue with this tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;YOUR FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Want kids - i want twins, but don't have the genes :(&lt;br /&gt;27. Want to get married - yes, but not so soon.&lt;br /&gt;28. Careers in mind - doing business development at the moment, i'd like to push myself to learn as much as i can and hopefully own a successfull business with my partner in the near future &lt;em&gt;fingerscrossed hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;WHICH ONE IS BETTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Lips or eyes - if you're talking about my love it has gotta be both :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;30. Hugs or kisses - xoxo&lt;br /&gt;31. Shorter or taller - definitely taller than me please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;32. Romantic or spontaneous - i'm a sucker for romance&lt;br /&gt;33. Sensitive or loud - loud&lt;br /&gt;34. Trouble maker or hesitant - trouble maker, i love good bad boys &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;35. Kissed a stranger - no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;36. Drank bubbles - if you mean champagne, yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;37. Lost glasses/contacts - no&lt;br /&gt;38. Ran away from home - only in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;39. Liked someone younger - &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt; yes, he was kinda cute back then.&lt;br /&gt;40. Liked someone older - of course, look where i am now =.=&lt;br /&gt;41. Broken someone's heart - hopefully not :)&lt;br /&gt;42. Been arrested - :O arrest me!&lt;br /&gt;43. Cried when someone died - yes&lt;br /&gt;44. Liked a friend - yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Yourself - yes, but i got to rid my procrastination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;46. Miracles - i try to&lt;br /&gt;47. Heaven - yes&lt;br /&gt;48. Santa claus - i want my future hubby to be my children's santa claus!&lt;br /&gt;49. Angels - sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Is there one person you want to be with right now - not just one, many of them ;(&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you believe in God - yes&lt;br /&gt;52. Tag 5 people - whatever, whoever is fine. omg its 8.30pm and i'm already drunk over 2 bottles of red with my uncle and cousin... to sleep in or not to sleep in.... that is the question of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-1661870286964870518?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1661870286964870518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1661870286964870518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1661870286964870518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1661870286964870518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/taggety-tag.html' title='Taggety Tag'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5125475879091652187</id><published>2008-05-07T21:24:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T23:52:23.050+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese'/><title type='text'>找不到自己...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SCGRvLDHliI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/T7_MIGMc6q0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197595684568012322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SCGRvLDHliI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/T7_MIGMc6q0/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;好期待以前的生活﹐&lt;br /&gt;以前開朗又活潑的自己。&lt;br /&gt;為什麼人總是需要長大呢?&lt;br /&gt;長大後有好多苦惱好多事情都要擔心。&lt;br /&gt;上中學時﹐要擔心OP﹐&lt;br /&gt;上大學時﹐要擔心GPA﹐&lt;br /&gt;上班後﹐要擔心拿的到好的薪水﹐&lt;br /&gt;薪水負了又要擔心能儲蓄多少﹐&lt;br /&gt;儲蓄後又要擔心怎麼用錢去發展。&lt;br /&gt;我的天啞﹐跟本就是擔心不完啦!&lt;br /&gt;還是一步一步來﹐&lt;br /&gt;不要去想那麼多好了。&lt;br /&gt;反正擔心不擔心還是要一樣走這條路。&lt;br /&gt;我希望自己能開開心心的過生活﹐&lt;br /&gt;不要每天都煩著一些有的沒有的事情。&lt;br /&gt;嗯﹐北比們﹐我們都要一起加油﹐&lt;br /&gt;一起努力為自己去開心的生活。&lt;br /&gt;加油加油, 我們一定行的!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-5125475879091652187?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5125475879091652187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=5125475879091652187&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5125475879091652187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5125475879091652187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/op-gpa.html' title='找不到自己...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/SCGRvLDHliI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/T7_MIGMc6q0/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6246686527349983421</id><published>2008-04-11T18:26:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T20:27:13.523+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Surface Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I woke up this morning to bouts of rashes on the right of my neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Wtf, why is this happening again!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time this happened was when I was playing mahjong at Kanny's.&lt;br /&gt;Why is my skin so sensitive? It's exactly like my mom's &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said it's due to the dry weather.&lt;br /&gt;He told me to refrain from wearing clothes made of wool.&lt;br /&gt;Well I did,so what's going on?!&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone like this as well... or am I just too special?&lt;br /&gt;It looks like a patch of tiny mozzie bites it's horrific.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just buy a new pair of skin from a shop and replace it.&lt;br /&gt;They'd be hung on hangers for your viewing convenience.&lt;br /&gt;If only... maybe in the future. T_T&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to donate a pair of skin to lil ol' shazza?&lt;br /&gt;I only like it flawless please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-6246686527349983421?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6246686527349983421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6246686527349983421&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6246686527349983421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6246686527349983421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-sensitive.html' title='Surface Issues'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8175704887380658520</id><published>2008-04-10T20:52:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T23:12:21.346+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Tick Tock Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Waiting for bigbadwolf to come back home from work.&lt;br /&gt;Why does he have to work till 8pm every thursday?&lt;br /&gt;I'm drinking apple and passion fruit juice,&lt;br /&gt;surfing through fonts to find something sexy for a project.&lt;br /&gt;How come my bff can't get into my msn space?&lt;br /&gt;I've added her to my permission list.&lt;br /&gt;Is it because she's in china? How weird.&lt;br /&gt;Hooray, it's finally friday tomorrow, weekend here I come again!&lt;br /&gt;I've got a mountain of dirty laundry to wash,&lt;br /&gt;And a birthday to attend.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I already dreading the end to the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;I've spent so much time on photoshop with that project,&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are so heavy and tired.&lt;br /&gt;I think I should step away from the computer for abit,&lt;br /&gt;after all tomorrow's another whole day to be in front of the computer again.&lt;br /&gt;I better scoot over and watch tv now,&lt;br /&gt;not that it's any better.&lt;br /&gt;I like to watch simpsons, futurama, family guy and oddly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;girls of the playboy mansion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just being totally random at the moment,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;because I'm bored and zoning out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhoo, I'mm go watch tv first,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;see y'alls later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-8175704887380658520?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8175704887380658520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8175704887380658520&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8175704887380658520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8175704887380658520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/tick-tock-tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock Tick Tock'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-7090749788555049823</id><published>2008-04-10T11:43:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:41:43.611+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>These Pumps Weren't Meant for Walkin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s you can see, I'm heeding your advise and blogging again &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. See I haven't blogged in so long because I've been so lazy to edit photos of my trip to Malaysia and Thailand that it puts me off blogging. And when I'm not lazy, I'm too busy doing household chores. Damnit, what have I become? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Went to the gaming and hospitality expo today at the coast and came back with a pair of sore feet no thanks to my oh so cute pumps. T_T I need a foot massage! How I wish I was back in Thailand where an hour of foot massage only cost us less than ten bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R_zGjDE_woI/AAAAAAAAAaA/c_u-FVREtks/s1600-h/roundpumps.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187239176247952002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R_zGjDE_woI/AAAAAAAAAaA/c_u-FVREtks/s400/roundpumps.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;The killer heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well, at least I know now when I'm tired, I don't eat as much during dinner. Either that or because I had hungry jacks and ice cream cake for lunch. Yes I know I slipped and not proud of it! The ice cream cake was because it was one of our colleague's birthday. &lt;em&gt;Sobs&lt;/em&gt;, I think I need to be more disciplined like sweetiie hey? Everytime I have something evil for lunch she'd &lt;em&gt;tsk tsk&lt;/em&gt; me and give me the crappolas, biatch! I can never have weetbix for lunch man. :P Pure torture!!! Respcet yo, ali g style &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I think I will be heading to The Met this saturday for my high school bubi's birthday. Anyone going to the met by any chance buzz me aight. Okay, time to turn in now, night night darls. zZz&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/7981022-7090749788555049823?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7090749788555049823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=7090749788555049823&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7090749788555049823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7090749788555049823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/these-pumps-werent-meant-for-walkin.html' title='These Pumps Weren&apos;t Meant for Walkin&apos;'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R_zGjDE_woI/AAAAAAAAAaA/c_u-FVREtks/s72-c/roundpumps.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5930526422171217392</id><published>2008-04-08T21:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:29:12.730+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Today my desk calendar says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of.&lt;br /&gt;You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;-Albert Camus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the quote, nostalgia taking over me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never really tried to search for my own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I've only been slaving my week days away to make some moolah to live and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't make me materialistic. I'm only being realistic.&lt;br /&gt;I see life the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told, I've always been this way since young.&lt;br /&gt;It may bother you, but that is why we are so different.&lt;br /&gt;You were always prepared for the worst while I always hoped for the best.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, we both weren't wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;t made sense both ways.&lt;br /&gt;I try to make the most of what I have and live my life the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;I get upset about things at times but most importantly, I do get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the saying goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you look at what you do not have in life, you don't have anything.&lt;br /&gt;If you look at what you have in life, you have everything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be positive, and try to be happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that one fine day... you can be &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;genuinely happy&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;And when that day comes, I'll look forward to seeing you again with open arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-5930526422171217392?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5930526422171217392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5930526422171217392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-my-desk-calendar-says.html' title='Today my desk calendar says...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3773761234134303788</id><published>2008-02-28T17:07:00.009+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:37:39.364+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Away we go, Away we go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;e were actually suppose to fly on sunday night instead of saturday morning. Airasia sent us an email informing us that our flight was going to be delayed by 3 hours. So we wrote an email to request to fly the day before and they arranged for that to happen straight away, no extra charges incurred. Two thumbs up to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about flying is that I can't sit up and sleep with my back straight like all other passengers. It's like as if my head is a bowling ball and I need to rest it on something to hold its weight. I always tell people it's because my head is so full of knowledge and ideas i.e. brains, that is why I need to rest my head to sleep, tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love travelling with bigbadwolf and I need to have him next to me because I get to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R8Y1yLN6lZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/F6vqyjpZlvY/s1600-h/IMG_3725.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171880358202480018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R8Y1yLN6lZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/F6vqyjpZlvY/s400/IMG_3725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;very own human&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;! How cool is that. I feel like a little kid though, because the cousins I travel with like ruby and yenyen can sleep upright whereas I can't. Yenyen ended up being my feet warmer as I so conveniently tucked my feet in neatly between hers &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. I never sleep on the plane if I travel alone, unless I get really tired and I accidentally fall asleep for an hour or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and meet my other two travel mates,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R8ZFkbN6laI/AAAAAAAAAZs/W50Sg-M3pMI/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171897714165323170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R8ZFkbN6laI/AAAAAAAAAZs/W50Sg-M3pMI/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ruby and yenyen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Contrary to how the pictures all turned out, they are actually very bubbly and fun to travel with. We were communicating on our nintendo ds lite drawing pictures and writing to tell ruby to flirt with the girl sitting next to her because she kept watching us through out the whole time. I think she must think that &lt;s&gt;we&lt;/s&gt; ruby is very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I ended up having instant noodles on the way back to malaysia because bigbadwolf caught a glimpse of the instant cup noodle on the cart before and got really excited because he said that he saw tom yum instant noodles. So I ordered them. Well I ended up with &lt;em&gt;ayam&lt;/em&gt; (chicken) noodles. He thought that &lt;em&gt;ayam&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;em&gt;asam&lt;/em&gt;, and that &lt;em&gt;asam&lt;/em&gt; meant tom yum. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Why is my boyfriend so stupid? They were worse than the ones I've had from the canteen during high school, &lt;em&gt;yeuck&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't really matter though, because when we touched down, daddy took us to the famous &lt;em&gt;chow mein&lt;/em&gt; and seafood restaurant straightaway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it was was heaven on earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;to be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3773761234134303788?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3773761234134303788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3773761234134303788&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3773761234134303788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3773761234134303788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/away-we-go-away-we-go.html' title='Away we go, Away we go.'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R8Y1yLN6lZI/AAAAAAAAAZk/F6vqyjpZlvY/s72-c/IMG_3725.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4849607582364655057</id><published>2008-02-26T17:38:00.004+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:01:09.615+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Hello World!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hey hey hey, guess who is back in town? I know I haven't updated in a long long time. Most of the time I'm tied up with work and being lethargic, otherwise I'm just busy living life and being a wee bit too lazy to blog. I also just got back not too long ago from my trip to Malaysia and Thailand. It was awesome foursome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T'was a very short trip though, spent most of it visiting relos and gambling during chinese new year, thailand in between, and then back to kl to eat and shop, eat and shop, eat and shop somemore. It was great seeing the family again, I miss them so much! And to my bootiful and sexay friends, sorry for not meeting up, I didn't have time to at all. ;( Nevermind, we have Airasia now &lt;s&gt;although it sucks to the max&lt;/s&gt;, air tickets will be so much cheaper! Looks like I'll be finding it very hard to decide between visiting the family or going elsewhere to travel whenever I have enough annual leaves to spare hey. I've used up all my annuals to a negative, so I gots ta be a good girl and stay in brissie for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I gained 2.8kgs to be exact during my vacation, not that you need to know. Just letting you know so you don't have to tell me when you see me. I do know, you know? ;P Just tell me I'm hot instead &lt;em&gt;bwahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, I got to get back to work, will blog again soon. Happy new year all! :) &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/7981022-4849607582364655057?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4849607582364655057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4849607582364655057&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4849607582364655057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4849607582364655057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-world.html' title='Hello World!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8555318714426158897</id><published>2007-12-31T00:26:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T19:16:20.168+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Tangalooma Take 2 - Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;fter our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;long and sweaty journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back from the desert, we got back to the resort to rest for a while. Being a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;troublesome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I couldn't take a nap as I'd sleep for hours if I closed my eyes, so I started unpacking our little luggage to get ready to hit the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf finally woke up and we all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;headed off to the pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to take a dip. It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so cool and refreshing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as I had sand everywhere on me before from &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sand toboganning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEtt5fqNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4tFzPiQdP0Q/s1600-h/SL703867.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149730619871176914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEtt5fqNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4tFzPiQdP0Q/s400/SL703867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view was amazing. We spent the evening &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;watching the sunset,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and left after to get ready for the dolphin feeding session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEud5fqOI/AAAAAAAAAYM/wvpcDUr06P4/s1600-h/SL703880.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149730632756078818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEud5fqOI/AAAAAAAAAYM/wvpcDUr06P4/s400/SL703880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dolphins were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wild bottle nose dolphins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, therefore we weren't allowed to pet them as they may not be immuned to whatever bacteria we may carry. I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really excited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the beginning before we got to Tangalooma as most of you would've known with my constant ramblings of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to touch and swim with the dolphins. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eHlN5fqWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sVOu5cJlDEs/s1600-h/SL703894.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149733772377172322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eHlN5fqWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/sVOu5cJlDEs/s400/SL703894.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But when it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;finally time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to feed the dolphins, the dolphin that I queued to feed the fishie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;accidentally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bit on my nail. Of course &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I didn't bleed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or anything! It was just their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;beak-like snout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that snapped on my thumb that made me so terrified! Look at the photo &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;, I was watching the dolphins &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;every second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to make sure they didn't get to me! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eHld5fqXI/AAAAAAAAAZU/XLdG4JOodso/s1600-h/dolphin+feeding+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149733776672139634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eHld5fqXI/AAAAAAAAAZU/XLdG4JOodso/s400/dolphin+feeding+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;em&gt;(un)&lt;/em&gt;fortunate of us, the person supervising us with the dolphin feeding thought he'd be nice and let us feed the dolphin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a few more times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was so horrified I just dropped the fish into the water each time which made it worse because the dolphin &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;started getting closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;, stupid me! Here's a proper picture of us smiling. I'm not sure what my colleague was doing though &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. We headed back to our rooms again for a quick shower and change for our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;company dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eHlt5fqYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bfFLkBPr1fw/s1600-h/dolphin+feeding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149733780967106946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eHlt5fqYI/AAAAAAAAAZc/bfFLkBPr1fw/s400/dolphin+feeding1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My choice for the night was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;butterfly chicken fillet with mushroom sauce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was superbly delicious. Bigbadwolf stuck to his usual t-bone steak medium rare. The girls had some red and white wine while some of the boys kept to their cold beers. We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;retired early that night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to get ready for the next day. To be honest, I would classify the resort as a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2-3 star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; motel with an awesome view. The bed was damp and the room was furnished with very old furnitures. It didn't really bother us though since we spent so little time in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGYt5fqRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/EqyHcF-7l0Q/s1600-h/SL703946.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149732458117179666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGYt5fqRI/AAAAAAAAAYk/EqyHcF-7l0Q/s400/SL703946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The island on the otherhand is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;extremely beautiful,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a picturesque sight. The next morning, I overslept and woke up only when sweetiie rang me. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dashed out of my room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;buffet breakfast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in 5 minutes still in my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;, but with a long jacket to cover myself &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. The buffet was pretty impressive as I wasn't really expecting anything that great. We had everything - from bacon and sausages to pancakes, hash browns, and etc. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What a hearty breakfast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCcN5fqII/AAAAAAAAAXc/sln64M7BY34/s1600-h/SL703819.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149728120200210562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCcN5fqII/AAAAAAAAAXc/sln64M7BY34/s400/SL703819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCct5fqKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/qCnIklivxKI/s1600-h/SL703820.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149728128790145186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCct5fqKI/AAAAAAAAAXs/qCnIklivxKI/s400/SL703820.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was really gloomy in the morning, so alot of our colleagues decided to take the early ferry back home. The rest of us decided to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;stay longer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thanks to our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;manager's determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm so glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we did in the end. The weather &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;took a turn for the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and we managed to take the dinghy out for a swim at the shipwrecks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCbN5fqHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Km7t2MPzsiI/s1600-h/SL703952.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149728103020341362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCbN5fqHI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Km7t2MPzsiI/s400/SL703952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCc95fqLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/YE-Wz43pyAA/s1600-h/SL703817.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149728133085112498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCc95fqLI/AAAAAAAAAX0/YE-Wz43pyAA/s400/SL703817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We walked around taking photos, cam-whoring everywhere before it was our turn to take the dinghy out. We had to rent two dinghys since we were only permitted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;four people per dinghy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;babies included.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCcd5fqJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hRalR_WPRok/s1600-h/SL703957.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149728124495177874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eCcd5fqJI/AAAAAAAAAXk/hRalR_WPRok/s400/SL703957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEu95fqPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/b6CZ601Rq7s/s1600-h/SL703955.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149730641346013426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEu95fqPI/AAAAAAAAAYU/b6CZ601Rq7s/s400/SL703955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEvN5fqQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nxvXb3PnNSI/s1600-h/SL703958.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149730645640980738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEvN5fqQI/AAAAAAAAAYc/nxvXb3PnNSI/s400/SL703958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cool breeze and amazing view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGZd5fqSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/2ihhnett1xA/s1600-h/SL703970.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149732471002081570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGZd5fqSI/AAAAAAAAAYs/2ihhnett1xA/s400/SL703970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mommies stayed in the boat to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;mommy their hubba bubbas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while we dived in to explore. It has been such a long time since I've been out in the sea! We decided to go back ashore since the others wanted to rest by the beach &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to waddle around where it was shallow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGZ95fqTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4OzibfqOokw/s1600-h/SL703975.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149732479592016178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGZ95fqTI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4OzibfqOokw/s400/SL703975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looks can be deceiving, but I swam all the way &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;from the sea side to the ship wreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;boi&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it really far away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was absolutely exhausted &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. I wish I had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;better stamina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, thank god I had the life jacket on the whole time. I would've sunk in the last five minutes heading towards the ship wreck. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGaN5fqUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Q2xrKYXKM28/s1600-h/DSC02534.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149732483886983490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGaN5fqUI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Q2xrKYXKM28/s400/DSC02534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our dinghys finally arrived and we got our photos taken &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;! We didn't get onto the ship wreck since we didn't have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;any flippers or flip flops &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to wear. After about an hour, we got back onto the dinghy reluctantly to had back to the shore. Our time was finally up, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and so was it the end of our short vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGad5fqVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/FntfH__yS0I/s1600-h/SL703977.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149732488181950802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eGad5fqVI/AAAAAAAAAZE/FntfH__yS0I/s400/SL703977.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very good time and really enjoyed our little short trip. It was a great bonding time for all. Bye &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bye Tangalooma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hopefully I'll come back again some day. :)&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/7981022-8555318714426158897?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8555318714426158897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8555318714426158897&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8555318714426158897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8555318714426158897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/tangalooma-take-2-sea.html' title='Tangalooma Take 2 - Sea'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R3eEtt5fqNI/AAAAAAAAAYE/4tFzPiQdP0Q/s72-c/SL703867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3807031787479563368</id><published>2007-12-14T08:00:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T17:20:15.601+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>Tangalooma Take 1 - Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n the 7th of December 2007 was when our company organized a christmas trip &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Tangalooma Wild Dolphn Resort in Moreton Bay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We met at 9.30am at Holt Street Wharf to catch the 10am ferry to our short sunny vacation. It started off with a nice breezy day followed by a burning hot sunny day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEaD5nXtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/iE3clf6W3SY/s1600-h/SL703731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397095203888850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEaD5nXtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/iE3clf6W3SY/s400/SL703731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEbz5nXuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/MDE8Yb8RFys/s1600-h/SL703736.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397125268659938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEbz5nXuI/AAAAAAAAAVE/MDE8Yb8RFys/s400/SL703736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEdD5nXvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HSeNtky-4n4/s1600-h/SL703751.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397146743496434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEdD5nXvI/AAAAAAAAAVM/HSeNtky-4n4/s400/SL703751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our baggages were all mixed up when we checked in. After hunting down for our luggages and changing into our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bikiis and triangles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(tee hee)&lt;/em&gt; ;P, we were finally ready to kick some ass! We started off with buffet for lunch and then headed off to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bumpy bus ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the desert while the others decided to stay behind to relax at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EGWT5nX5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/X-zWSv9AUcA/s1600-h/SL703808.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143399229802635154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EGWT5nX5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/X-zWSv9AUcA/s400/SL703808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy were we glad we didn't eat too much. Would've had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;major puking session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with that bumpy ride, &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Sally sweets, Ted and their bubs came for the company trip as well. It was really fun playing with her cute bubba, baby Brayden looks &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;exactly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like his momma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EGVj5nX4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/jUBNAKt0uoo/s1600-h/SL703805.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143399216917733250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EGVj5nX4I/AAAAAAAAAWU/jUBNAKt0uoo/s400/SL703805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EJdD5nX9I/AAAAAAAAAW8/qDM3Yo7bmDY/s1600-h/sharon+and+sally1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143402644301635538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EJdD5nX9I/AAAAAAAAAW8/qDM3Yo7bmDY/s400/sharon+and+sally1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The Desert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That's bigbadwolf taking a dump into the middle of the tracks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFWT5nX1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Z1E4aYeG20A/s1600-h/SL703800.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143398130291007314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFWT5nX1I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Z1E4aYeG20A/s400/SL703800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EGVD5nX3I/AAAAAAAAAWM/44RPhqDWxZ4/s1600-h/SL703802.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143399208327798642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EGVD5nX3I/AAAAAAAAAWM/44RPhqDWxZ4/s400/SL703802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandboarding babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEfD5nXxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/n5yLNeq5ulE/s1600-h/SL703790.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397181103234834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEfD5nXxI/AAAAAAAAAVc/n5yLNeq5ulE/s400/SL703790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf looking all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;professional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on his way down the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EH3T5nX7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/MEMhAqbGjvY/s1600-h/james1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143400896249946034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EH3T5nX7I/AAAAAAAAAWs/MEMhAqbGjvY/s400/james1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I on the otherhand was masking my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nervousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; grinning like goofy. It was a pretty steep slope and I was totally sandwiched towards the end. Have you ever &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tasted sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in your mouth? All I can say is, thank god &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sand is tasteless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. It wasn't as fun as the time I went sandboarding at Port Stephens with my bro. When we were at Port Stephens, the slope wasn't as steep so we could sand board as many times as we wanted to, and do it however way we wanted to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EH3D5nX6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/vAwqdmy7pBM/s1600-h/sharon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143400891954978722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EH3D5nX6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/vAwqdmy7pBM/s400/sharon1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand slopes or watchamacallit were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really steep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I think only only one of us managed to make it up twice. Here are the boys chilling with their drinks after one go. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFVD5nXyI/AAAAAAAAAVk/OuVHTYpVOVM/s1600-h/SL703793.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143398108816170786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFVD5nXyI/AAAAAAAAAVk/OuVHTYpVOVM/s400/SL703793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee, that's our ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFVz5nX0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Wn0KyoCyrxg/s1600-h/SL703799.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143398121701072706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFVz5nX0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/Wn0KyoCyrxg/s400/SL703799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf and I at the Sahara, &lt;em&gt;tee hee&lt;/em&gt;. It's so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEeT5nXwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lMYsoFGWHqo/s1600-h/SL703781.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143397168218332930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEeT5nXwI/AAAAAAAAAVU/lMYsoFGWHqo/s400/SL703781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's my prince charming, come pick me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFWz5nX2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/nOoxfMKi94U/s1600-h/SL703801.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143398138880941922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFWz5nX2I/AAAAAAAAAWE/nOoxfMKi94U/s400/SL703801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small group photo of us and the two bubs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2ELUz5nX-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ldvv-Rg4Di8/s1600-h/senor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143404701590970338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2ELUz5nX-I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ldvv-Rg4Di8/s400/senor1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwah, to be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFVj5nXzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rjFyWP-NgTM/s1600-h/SL703795.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143398117406105394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EFVj5nXzI/AAAAAAAAAVs/rjFyWP-NgTM/s400/SL703795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7981022-3807031787479563368?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3807031787479563368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3807031787479563368&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3807031787479563368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3807031787479563368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/tangalooma-wild-dolphin-resort.html' title='Tangalooma Take 1 - Sand'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2EEaD5nXtI/AAAAAAAAAU8/iE3clf6W3SY/s72-c/SL703731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4093371582646677965</id><published>2007-12-14T00:05:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T00:06:33.271+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><title type='text'>Tee Hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2ESFT5nX_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/Iya5qxa2bUY/s1600-h/ashchick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143412131884392434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2ESFT5nX_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/Iya5qxa2bUY/s400/ashchick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-4093371582646677965?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4093371582646677965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4093371582646677965&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4093371582646677965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4093371582646677965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/tee-hee.html' title='Tee Hee'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/R2ESFT5nX_I/AAAAAAAAAXM/Iya5qxa2bUY/s72-c/ashchick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1653665105547419228</id><published>2007-12-03T00:11:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:38:44.672+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><title type='text'>5 Years of Us...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dearest &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hunnybunn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/51b6949d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy five years anniversary to us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) Here's my love to you, sealed with a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;your babe&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/7981022-1653665105547419228?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1653665105547419228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1653665105547419228&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1653665105547419228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1653665105547419228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/5-years-of-us.html' title='5 Years of Us...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3639729143856801470</id><published>2007-11-29T22:41:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:59:09.453+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Affair'/><title type='text'>Victor and Paula's Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n the sixth of october this year was my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oldest cousin's wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Victor and Paula. I absolutely loved the lighting at the wedding reception, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;purple pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. What I love about weddings is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;family gathering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; My family came over and I had such a great time, I think I cried for three days consecutively after they left. Bigbadwolf called me a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;big baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, shook his head and tried to tuck me into bed, but to no avail. &lt;em&gt;Sigh&lt;/em&gt;, I dunno why I'm such a baby too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I'm going &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;back to Malaysia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for holidays next year with bigbadwolf, yenyen and ruby woohoo. I asked my mom if she wanted to go to go to Thailand with us since we were planning to but she &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;snobbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me. I can't believe it! Who wouldn't want to spend time longer with such a wonderful daughter? &lt;em&gt;My god.&lt;/em&gt; I think she must be blabbering &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; without even thinking. She said that she's been there twice already, &lt;em&gt;gah&lt;/em&gt;, I'm not gonna stop trying to convince her. Worse comes to worse, I'll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;make my dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; go and then she'll probably wanna tag along then &lt;em&gt;tee hee. &lt;/em&gt;Mission will not be impossible!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh crap, I think I need to book the tickets soon so it doesn't get too exxi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hate booking my flights &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I get excited too early and I can't stop daydreaming about malaysian and thai food while working in the office. I'm already imagining myself stuffing my face silly and shopping like there's no tomorrow, &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;. Can't we fast forward to two months later so I don't have to wait so long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyways, here are &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;photos from the wedding&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It took me so much effort just to do this because I haven't edited photos and blogged in such a long time. Looking back at the photos, I miss my family so much. :( Patience, patience my dear.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; I will try to be patient. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/5d1b8b7c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3639729143856801470?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3639729143856801470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3639729143856801470&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3639729143856801470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3639729143856801470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/victors-wedding.html' title='Victor and Paula&apos;s Wedding'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-2742475010740542052</id><published>2007-11-27T18:30:00.002+13:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T18:04:43.744+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Making Mountains Out of Molehills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why are some people so sensitive? Why do they get so worked up, upset or cry so easily? Something so trivial, so small can generate such a fuss for people. Why can't everyone think for others instead of always believing that they are not benefiting in any situation they are in? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are little things that is done for you that can't be seen directly. Why get affected over one thing that doesn't even happen frequently at all? Not everything can include you, not everything has to be your business, not everything can be reported to all the time. If there is time, it is fine to do things like that, but when it gets busy, it takes too much time to keep you happy all the time. Early in the mornings, noon, evenings, and now everything in between as well?! There are procedures to follow, but not everything can go according to the book. It also depends on situations, the people around you, and how things are at the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is okay, you know. Nothing is really that complicated as it seems. I think it is about time to let your hair down. You can't ask for respect, you have to earn it naturally.&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/7981022-2742475010740542052?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2742475010740542052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2742475010740542052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/making-mountains-out-of-molehills.html' title='Making Mountains Out of Molehills'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-25036832545334440</id><published>2007-11-25T02:37:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T11:33:19.638+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Random Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;Norahs Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;Brisvegas, Australia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When was the last time you showered?&lt;br /&gt;just before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What song are u listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;sound from the anime bigbadwolf is watching atm -_-" not a very nice &lt;em&gt;song&lt;/em&gt; i might add&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What was the last thing that you said?&lt;br /&gt;bye bye, drive safely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is next to you right now?&lt;br /&gt;pillow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your computer?&lt;br /&gt;white asus U5F lappy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What are the last 4 digits of your phone number?&lt;br /&gt;0123 - i'm serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was the last thing that you ate?&lt;br /&gt;homemade 'ice blended teh tarik' that I made ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?&lt;br /&gt;white/black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Where would u go on your honeymoon?&lt;br /&gt;elope in vegas! haha jokes aside i really do love all the razzle and dazzle of vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Who do you want to spend the rest of your life with?&lt;br /&gt;mommy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have a lava lamp?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. How many buddies on your list?&lt;br /&gt;what kinda list? msn? 264&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How is the weather right now?&lt;br /&gt;"its raining its falling..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever smoked?&lt;br /&gt;smoked salmon? &lt;em&gt;tee hee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What did you do last night?&lt;br /&gt;met up with the crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last person that you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 What are things that a boy/girl would have to have for you to go out with him/her ?&lt;br /&gt;there are people i find myself trying to find things to say or try to plan beforehand of what to say to prevent awkwardness, and people i can just talk crap to all day and still have so much more to say. firstly he has to be from the latter. comfort is everything. then comes charms, gentlemenliness, humour etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Who do you admire?&lt;br /&gt;no one in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Fave actor/actress?&lt;br /&gt;brittany murphy, angelina jolie, jessica alba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How are you today?&lt;br /&gt;very relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Fave m&amp;amp;m?&lt;br /&gt;brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Who/What makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Favourite CD?&lt;br /&gt;my oldies cd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Dream date?&lt;br /&gt;romantic atmosphere, jazz, awesome home cooked food, charming &lt;s&gt;gentlemen&lt;/s&gt; gentleman, sexy crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Nicknames?&lt;br /&gt;shaz, shazzie, sha, shasha etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Age, Hair colour?&lt;br /&gt;21, light brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you wear contacts?&lt;br /&gt;no - uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Siblings and their age?&lt;br /&gt;two - 16, 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Who do you consider to be your close friends?&lt;br /&gt;my family and the crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What do you like to do?&lt;br /&gt;shop, travel, sleep, cook, having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What was the best advice ever given to you?&lt;br /&gt;hmm, i don't know if it's the best just yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Dream car?&lt;br /&gt;lambourghini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What are your future goals?&lt;br /&gt;to finally achieve my 'dream'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Favourite food?&lt;br /&gt;mom's homecook food, chinese soup, tomyam, roti canai with kari ikan and tandoori chicken, steak and lamb chops, taiwanese hotpot, meehun kuey, claypot chicken rice, taiwanese beef noodle soup, pig intestine soup, xiao long bao, and plenty of malaysian food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?&lt;br /&gt;bolster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;always! what beautiful men they have out there ;P hehe kidding!! bigbadwolf:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What is the stupidest thing that you have everdone?&lt;br /&gt;is there such a word 'stupidest'? someone i've gone out with in the past. harsh, i know &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt; stupid shaz! &lt;em&gt;*going to be in denial again*&lt;/em&gt; what ex? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Favorite drink?&lt;br /&gt;chartreuse - sweeps you off your feet. tastes bad, but burns you up inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you like phone or in person?&lt;br /&gt;in person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Do you like night or day?&lt;br /&gt;night, unless i'm doing the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you like summer or rainy days?&lt;br /&gt;none. just a nice and cool day will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Which one do you want, lust or love?&lt;br /&gt;lovust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you like kisses or hugs?&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Who do you love right now?&lt;br /&gt;-_- this survey is so lovey dovey! My family, the wolf and my friends okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you see yourself with this person 10 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;yes i do with these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Are you married, or do you plan to get married with this person?&lt;br /&gt;hmm :P do i? oh.. i don't know baby! &lt;em&gt;haha grins.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. How many kids do you want to have?&lt;br /&gt;three i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Who do you want to tag in this survey?&lt;br /&gt;fellow bloggers :) not that i seem to be one anymore &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-25036832545334440?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/25036832545334440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=25036832545334440&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/25036832545334440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/25036832545334440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/random-survey.html' title='Random Survey'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-355242927728579919</id><published>2007-11-08T22:01:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:21:49.756+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Ups and Downs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t has been ages since I've last updated. The past few weeks have been so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;emotionally draining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've felt anger, disappointment, sadness, anxiety, hope, bitterness and sympathy altogether. I have to say, it is an emotional overdose no one should have to go through. It's been a tough roller coaster ride for everyone but there is only so much we can do. The rest is up to him, god bless. It is so saddening for all, I can only hope that he will wake up from all the bad influences and realise what deep shit he has put himself into. I pray that God gives his immediate family the strength to pull through this. We still love you and will always wait for you to come home&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;... a changed man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; haven't had such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;productive weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a long time, I feel so motivated and healthy thanks to my cousin stef who came down from sydney. Last weekend, we did yoga in the morning, made lunch at home, went rock climbing, made dinner, hung out with the crew, cleaned up the house, and took our lil coussies to the movies to watch Game Plan. It would've been so pleasant and relaxing if we didn't have to worry so much about a certain issue. Guess what? I absolutely love rock climbing! It was my first time climbing, but definately not my last! Hopefully I will feel motivated enough to go every week. Here's a photo of us, its at Montague Road in Westend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RzOYw39NSMI/AAAAAAAAATU/XgIAEvpydU0/s1600-h/IMG_1q923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130612365926942914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RzOYw39NSMI/AAAAAAAAATU/XgIAEvpydU0/s400/IMG_1q923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RzQYeH9NSNI/AAAAAAAAATc/MgX7RXdOn2k/s1600-h/P1010412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130752781292751058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RzQYeH9NSNI/AAAAAAAAATc/MgX7RXdOn2k/s400/P1010412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;awesome awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The only downside to this is that it costs twenty six dollars each for us to climb, thirty for first timers. Exxi, exxi! I think I saw a promo somewhere stating that you can climb for thirteen bucks per week for as many times as you want but I'm not sure. Will check that out when I have time. More pictures to come, will do so when I have time and if I feel motivated enough to &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. Till then, ciao amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-355242927728579919?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/355242927728579919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=355242927728579919&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/355242927728579919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/355242927728579919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/ups-and-downs.html' title='Ups and Downs'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RzOYw39NSMI/AAAAAAAAATU/XgIAEvpydU0/s72-c/IMG_1q923.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4822434330417218937</id><published>2007-10-19T08:15:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T13:41:35.236+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Stupid Mofo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;t times, I really think that I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a doofus from clutter land. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Before mom left, she bought us a loaf of extra soft bread with sesame seeds sprinkled on top of it. It was really &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very delicate and&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;very, very soft.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It's usually something I wouldn't buy since I'm such a cheap arse. I'd just go for the cheapest loaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual, I was toasting my bread halfway at our neighbouring company's kitchen when a sudden thought occurred to me. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hey! Maybe I should check to see if it was burnt because the bread is so soft and thin, it would get toasted even quicker right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Oh my god, am I like so smart or what? &lt;em&gt;beams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The toaster was placed high up on top of the microwave so I had to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; tilt it horizontally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to be able to take a good look inside. To my horror, the two toasts popped right out of the toaster two seconds after I tilted it and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;right into my eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, I didn't know whether to cry or to laugh. Why do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;things like these happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to me all the time! You can always, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;always count on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to walk into a wall, trip in front of a crowd, or buy an ice cream cone and have the ice cream fall right onto the ground. Funny thing was, I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;caught the two toasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before it could land on the floor, and I couldn't even remember &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to catch at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please please, don't let there be a camera anywhere to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;witness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my bimbotic incident! And if anyone should have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;caught me red handed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, please pretend you didn't see anything and forget about everything!&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/7981022-4822434330417218937?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4822434330417218937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4822434330417218937&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4822434330417218937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4822434330417218937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/stupid-mofo.html' title='Stupid Mofo'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8575195340055704116</id><published>2007-10-18T07:58:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T11:35:20.024+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>When You're Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'&lt;/span&gt;ve been on a hiatus, as my family came to visit for the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;My dearest mommy and sister just left last night to head back to malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;leaving me with a broken heart to nurse, and an empty space to fill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;CRY CRY CRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back at work as usual, this time with a pair of puffy eyes and an empty soul.&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't you hate it when your near and dear ones come to visit?&lt;br /&gt;Because you know they have to leave you in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys so damn much already,&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;*empty*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-8575195340055704116?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8575195340055704116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8575195340055704116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8575195340055704116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8575195340055704116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/when-youre-gone.html' title='When You&apos;re Gone'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8757087291210247701</id><published>2007-10-04T20:35:00.001+13:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:42:31.674+13:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought for the day</title><content type='html'>Make decisions only after mature reflection and not under the spell of inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-8757087291210247701?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8757087291210247701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8757087291210247701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8757087291210247701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8757087291210247701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/thought-for-day.html' title='Thought for the day'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-721325241820811730</id><published>2007-10-02T23:31:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T12:14:26.522+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Birthday Shoutouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;24th &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Brendan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I last saw you, I hope you're enjoying yourself there. Wherever you are, please stay safe and keep healthy. Can't wait to see you soon bro, mwah! &lt;em&gt;Oooh&lt;/em&gt; and, whatever happened to the flow of photos you used to send us?! Keep it coming hey. Missing you heaps and heaps! &lt;em&gt;p.s. hope you got our emails dude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RwLPcvKTtNI/AAAAAAAAASk/eiq6MECGELk/s1600-h/DSCF0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116880219249292498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RwLPcvKTtNI/AAAAAAAAASk/eiq6MECGELk/s400/DSCF0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;22nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; Jaclyn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, can't believe a year has passed by so quickly, the last time I checked, I was still in Malaysia and Eric was planning your surprise party &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. Then stef dogged us and left &lt;em&gt;hehehe&lt;/em&gt; isn't that right stepho! Man time flies so quickly it's getting abit scary. Anyhoo, I hope you have a great time with your boo and your mummy, hopefully we'll get to catch up again soon, mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RwF5yPKTtMI/AAAAAAAAASc/LRTeZLMAyws/s1600-h/CIMG9442.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116504555639780546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RwF5yPKTtMI/AAAAAAAAASc/LRTeZLMAyws/s400/CIMG9442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: oops i forgot to post this up last night, it was still sitting on my draft hehe ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-721325241820811730?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/721325241820811730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=721325241820811730&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/721325241820811730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/721325241820811730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/birthday-shoutouts.html' title='Birthday Shoutouts'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RwLPcvKTtNI/AAAAAAAAASk/eiq6MECGELk/s72-c/DSCF0134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5412168043792771334</id><published>2007-09-25T19:25:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:54:03.028+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biz Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Old Habits Die Hard</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m off to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sydney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;Why does it always feel like my chest is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;closing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before a flight?&lt;br /&gt;I should learn to take it easy. &lt;em&gt;Breathe hunny, breathe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There'll always be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;table tennis session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; going on in my head before I head off to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I forget my facial wash? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;no. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make up kit? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;no. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shampoo? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;no. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flats? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;no. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toothbrush? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;no. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work papers/ brochures? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;no. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it be freezing? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; no. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I bring my trench just in case? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;umm&lt;/em&gt; yes. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually forget things but I guess I'm just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a tad bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too careful.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the kind of traveller that overpacks instead of underpacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But I'm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;getting there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hehehe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always make sure you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;leave plenty of room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for shopping please.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise you'll have to pay a hefty overweight fine.&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my lesson after my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;continuous trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to and from taiwan last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I better run, bigbadwolf will be here &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;any minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;arriving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Friday as well.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like it'll just be cobwebs hanging around here for now hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mwah&lt;/em&gt;, I will be back soon enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-5412168043792771334?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5412168043792771334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=5412168043792771334&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5412168043792771334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5412168043792771334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/old-habits-die-hard.html' title='Old Habits Die Hard'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-9020333295326808347</id><published>2007-09-20T21:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T23:09:33.235+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Of Liars and Dancers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I know card messages can be such a hoax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just helped a guy friend write a card for this chick he digs. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somehow, I feel like I've done &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;something wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all the women out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But then again, you do know his heart really is there &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;That's what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the fuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is all about right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oohh...&lt;/em&gt; I so &lt;em&gt;sowee&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I really really dig &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So you think you can dance?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf and I have been gawking at all the episodes we've watched so far.&lt;br /&gt;I can't even pick a favourite couple anymore, let alone a solo fav.&lt;br /&gt;My muscles seem to be &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;throbbing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; each time I watch.&lt;br /&gt;It just gives me so much adreneline rush to go out there an achieve something.&lt;br /&gt;Oh why didn't my momma take me to dance classes &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;when I was younger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear if I ever have kids, I'll sign 'em up for dancing lessons &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;straight up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good exercise, great motivation, and lotsa fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, the episode is back on, enough ramblings for now, see ya peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-9020333295326808347?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9020333295326808347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=9020333295326808347&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/9020333295326808347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/9020333295326808347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/liar-liar-pants-on-fire.html' title='Of Liars and Dancers'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3236252900301116261</id><published>2007-09-18T22:53:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:36:57.914+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biz Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Where's My Party At?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he weekend before I fell sick, I finally got to shake it at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, not that there is much to shake &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. I think Ashley had to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pry me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the dancefloor to go home at four. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"One last song, one last last song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she cries. :P &lt;em&gt;Hehehe&lt;/em&gt;, it has been a while since I've clubbed properly okay. As long as the music and the drinks were coming in, I was happy to stay on the dancefloor all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@The Valley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ru8v5caHELI/AAAAAAAAAR8/dFzccIEJJss/s1600-h/1129805502.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111356766013558962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ru8v5caHELI/AAAAAAAAAR8/dFzccIEJJss/s400/1129805502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday, bigbadwolf and I were off to Hamilton. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cocktails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there were awesome! I've been naughty mixing all my alcohol. Champagne, beer, shots, and plenty of cocktails. I was pretty shocked that it didn't get&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; to my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; straight after. Either that, or I just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;didn't feel anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anymore &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Bigbadwolf left early while I sat there stuffing myself with plenty to drink. I hate myself for loving alcohol so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@Hamilton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ru8v5caHEMI/AAAAAAAAASE/J9OGFX2ZUFM/s1600-h/SL703150.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111356766013558978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ru8v5caHEMI/AAAAAAAAASE/J9OGFX2ZUFM/s400/SL703150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ru8v58aHENI/AAAAAAAAASM/sd9wGk_iTvo/s1600-h/SL703183.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111356774603493586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ru8v58aHENI/AAAAAAAAASM/sd9wGk_iTvo/s400/SL703183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm off to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sydney &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;next week for work. It's going to be a packed schedule again. Let's hope my sickness goes away and I'll come back home in one piece. My parents and my sis will be arriving next weekend as well as all my aunts, uncles and some of the visitors who will be here for my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cousin's wedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;God&lt;/em&gt;, how am I going to finish cleaning up the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;whole house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before everyone gets here?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there any &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cheap labour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; around to hire for housekeeping? Somebody, help!&lt;/span&gt; &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3236252900301116261?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3236252900301116261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3236252900301116261&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3236252900301116261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3236252900301116261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/wheres-my-party-at.html' title='Where&apos;s My Party At?'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ru8v5caHELI/AAAAAAAAAR8/dFzccIEJJss/s72-c/1129805502.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4686818720424091149</id><published>2007-09-18T21:48:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:43:04.937+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><title type='text'>Meow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/puseyy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wahaha&lt;/em&gt;, I can't believe the things we get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; some times. I couldn't contain my giggles when I saw this. Yes, you can have this under order number &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;pussy&lt;/s&gt; pusey. I mean seriously, is there any other way to pronounce this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;without sounding crude at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-4686818720424091149?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4686818720424091149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4686818720424091149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4686818720424091149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4686818720424091149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/miaow.html' title='Meow!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-2169993484366429834</id><published>2007-09-13T17:03:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T00:51:13.749+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Story of Bourbon Coke</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'ve been down with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the past two days so I had to skip work and stay in bed all day long to recover. Last night I got really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bored and frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lying in bed doing absolutely nothing at all as my head was still aching, so I decided to order bigbadwolf to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; laze around with me on the couch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the living room downstairs and finish up the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;korean drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yenyen lent us weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf placed his newly purchased &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bottle of cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in front of us while munching on his bowl of mee goreng, what a &lt;em&gt;piggo&lt;/em&gt;. I on the otherhand had to endure watching him &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eat all that crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while drinking only water, eating plain porridge and taking my much needed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dose of meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way through the drama while bigbadwolf was sipping on his cola...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her: Baby? Are you drinking coke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Him: Yes... drink your water la babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her: I could've sworn I smelt bourbon and coke!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf burst into a big cackle of laughter and I sat up straightaway eyeing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the crazy man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; suspiciously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her: Wtf was that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Him: You got that right. It is&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;bourbon coke!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her: What?! Bourbon and coke? 'Sif okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Him: It is okay. Burp and! Bourbon? &lt;s&gt;Bourbon&lt;/s&gt; Burp-and coke, wahahahaha!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;0_o!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sick bugger &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;belched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I wasn't even aware of it, in my face too that &lt;em&gt;sonnuva bbb..&lt;/em&gt; Maggi goreng and coke, tis so evil! I magically &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;rose out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of his lap in an instant, inheriting all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;superpowers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there is in this world and beat the crap outta him with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;measly pillow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had in my arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf died &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in a pool of laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; buried in the corner of the couch and devilishaz lived happily ever after alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The End.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: it really did smell like bourbon and coke, so nasty ;( i'm officially scarred for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-2169993484366429834?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2169993484366429834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=2169993484366429834&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2169993484366429834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2169993484366429834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/sick-bourbon-coke.html' title='The Story of Bourbon Coke'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6629256451112813663</id><published>2007-09-07T11:57:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:43:28.591+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>They say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The quickest way to double your money is to fold it in half and put it back in your pocket."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Will Rogers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but temptation is just too strong &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-6629256451112813663?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6629256451112813663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6629256451112813663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6629256451112813663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6629256451112813663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/they-say.html' title='They say...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3148727944954755758</id><published>2007-09-06T19:44:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T19:56:11.258+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Stranded</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Why is it that when you're the last to leave in the office,&lt;br /&gt;your senses tend to magnify and detect all that you weren't aware of before?&lt;br /&gt;The eerie silence, faint movement sounds, the cold room temperature,&lt;br /&gt;the reflected shadows suddenly looming on your blank computer screen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell is bigbadwolf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go home!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3148727944954755758?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3148727944954755758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3148727944954755758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3148727944954755758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3148727944954755758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/stranded.html' title='Stranded'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-7804883618698749600</id><published>2007-08-31T01:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T16:06:20.719+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I'll Huff And I'll Puff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;uess what was delivered to my door last night by a very bubbly and cutesy &lt;s&gt;santa's lil helper&lt;/s&gt; coussie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rtatt2usMVI/AAAAAAAAARk/K5br65I_Fns/s1600-h/DSC00196+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104458230968103250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rtatt2usMVI/AAAAAAAAARk/K5br65I_Fns/s400/DSC00196+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RtatuGusMWI/AAAAAAAAARs/Znf4tId5WGQ/s1600-h/DSC00198+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104458235263070562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RtatuGusMWI/AAAAAAAAARs/Znf4tId5WGQ/s400/DSC00198+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay okay I wrote that wrongly on the pic &lt;s&gt;wtf papa beard&lt;/s&gt;. It's&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Beard Papa's fresh and natural cream puffs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh how satisfying it was to shove it crudely into my face with all the rich cream oozing out from the sides, &lt;em&gt;slurrps&lt;/em&gt;. I think I finished my share in like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;seconds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahaha,&lt;/em&gt; I'm such a glut! Bidbadwolf loved it too, I think it was his virgin puff too &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. He ate all the strawberry ones while I ate the normal custard ones. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RtdHTGusMXI/AAAAAAAAAR0/K7Xd0k262fc/s1600-h/whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104627096197280114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RtdHTGusMXI/AAAAAAAAAR0/K7Xd0k262fc/s400/whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;little treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; yenyen, it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;meant alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to the fatass pig in me &lt;em&gt;wahahaha&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mwah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&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/7981022-7804883618698749600?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7804883618698749600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=7804883618698749600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7804883618698749600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7804883618698749600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/ill-huff-and-ill-puff.html' title='I&apos;ll Huff And I&apos;ll Puff'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rtatt2usMVI/AAAAAAAAARk/K5br65I_Fns/s72-c/DSC00196+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6564073223358075172</id><published>2007-08-29T23:59:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T10:44:22.171+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>A Part of Me has Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast night after dinner, bigbadwolf was acting quite abnormal as I was packing our lunch for work the next day. I asked him what was up and he told me he forgot to tell me something. After a while, he finally broke the news and told me that my external hard drive was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; officially dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at him for a long time, tears inevitably &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;streaming down my cheeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in two fat puddles. Two fucking whole years' worth of memories, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;two whole years' worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of photos, journal, design, collection, music, documents all gone down the drain just like that. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think that I'd just stop there since there wasn't really any point &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;crying over spilt milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Well I chucked the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;biggest shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever, accusing him of not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;reminding me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to back up my hard drive, that he was at fault because he was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;always reluctant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to let me back up my files in his computer because my hugeass files of photos were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;slowing down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; his computer when he was doing work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I cried myself to sleep and then woke up the next morning a new woman. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I came back home from work today and hopped onto bigbadwolf's computer. I logged on and went through all the photos, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nostalgia taking over me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Without a sound, bigbadwolf took out my laptop and backed up all my stuff into his computer. I tried to ignore the big gap of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nothingness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in between 2005 and 2007 as I browsed through. &lt;em&gt;Oh god&lt;/em&gt;, my heart is breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I found while &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;browsing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; through the photos in bigbadwolf's computer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/target="&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/CIMG5534-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Christmas 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Taiwan. That's me being a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;drunken idiot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;after the christmas party, showing my love for KFC. I am really, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;T_T&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/7981022-6564073223358075172?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6564073223358075172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6564073223358075172&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6564073223358075172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6564073223358075172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/part-of-me-has-gone.html' title='A Part of Me has Gone'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-9005460202839882001</id><published>2007-08-27T22:51:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:17:11.433+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Shows'/><title type='text'>Rubber Fashion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;ot this in &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the mail&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;the other day from stephie poo. What has the fashion world become. This is from the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;condom fashion show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; held in Beijing. Curiousity got the better of me, so I ended up googling it to see what the hell this was all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the exhibiton of the latex wedding gowns, evening dresses, bikinis and all the other garments on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;World Population Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (11th July) was to promote prophylactic use of condoms in the fight against HIV/AIDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be considered the first ever fashion show of its kind. Models were decked out in these &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;condom coutures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; held at the Fourth China Reproductive Health New Technologies and Products Expo, sponsored by China's largest condom manufacturer, Guilin Latex Factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 659px; HEIGHT: 1003px" height="1003" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/002.jpg" width="658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;very bizarre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I still have my doubts on how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;realistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this can be. I mean like, please literally &lt;em&gt;wear&lt;/em&gt; condoms people! ;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/7981022-9005460202839882001?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9005460202839882001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=9005460202839882001&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/9005460202839882001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/9005460202839882001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/rubber-fashion.html' title='Rubber Fashion'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6038150647836395738</id><published>2007-08-26T03:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:01:01.298+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silly Hollywood Goss'/><title type='text'>Suri Cruise is Cute as a Button!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/kateandsuri-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;s it just me, or does everyone find Suri ridiculously &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cute and sweet looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as well? She is by far the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cutest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hollywood baby to me. I'm such a gossip junkie and I find &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;thrills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in reading silly hollywood goss whenever I'm bored. I just had to share these photos I surfed into of Katie Holmes and Suri in a cute polka dot dress in Paris. Suri looks so happy and adorable, I just wanna pinch her cheeks and fling her around in the air &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She reminds me of bigbadwolf's niece, Sachia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RtBNWWusMSI/AAAAAAAAARM/aTFUV5wXQ64/s1600-h/SL700927.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102663424264646946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RtBNWWusMSI/AAAAAAAAARM/aTFUV5wXQ64/s400/SL700927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Except this is a photo of Sachia when she was much younger and her eyes are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;alot bigger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. She must have grown so much now, I wonder &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;how she looks like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now &lt;em&gt;aiyee&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Oooh&lt;/em&gt; why are babies so cute when they're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not pooping or crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7981022-6038150647836395738?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6038150647836395738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6038150647836395738&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6038150647836395738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6038150647836395738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/suri-cruise-is-cute-as-button.html' title='Suri Cruise is Cute as a Button!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RtBNWWusMSI/AAAAAAAAARM/aTFUV5wXQ64/s72-c/SL700927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-986222661408386612</id><published>2007-08-23T07:55:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T10:21:33.009+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Two years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RswiF2usMRI/AAAAAAAAARE/PxuEFM_a2C0/s1600-h/thumb_flex-1170243812664052_file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101489961889968402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RswiF2usMRI/AAAAAAAAARE/PxuEFM_a2C0/s400/thumb_flex-1170243812664052_file.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's been &lt;a href="http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2005/08/forever-loved.html" target="_blank"&gt;two years&lt;/a&gt; since you last left us, how we miss you so. Last weekend when I saw you, you asked me why I've been so long. I could only see half of your face, and you looked so sad and so pale. I squeezed your hand tightly and then you disappeared. I woke up startled with tears in my eyes, my heart pumping twice as hard. It may just be that I have been thinking about you, and that twenty third of august was just around the corner. Maybe it was all in my mind, and that I pictured it all in my head. Either way we all miss you, I hope you're doing well. I love you, always. xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;/edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked the malaikou and chrysenthemum tea this morning, sorry we couldn't stay long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-986222661408386612?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/986222661408386612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/986222661408386612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/two-years.html' title='Two years...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RswiF2usMRI/AAAAAAAAARE/PxuEFM_a2C0/s72-c/thumb_flex-1170243812664052_file.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8096000574960003976</id><published>2007-08-21T22:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T01:00:17.206+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Excess Baggage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rsres2usMQI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UkZE_zKfWDo/s1600-h/eyebags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101134390137467138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rsres2usMQI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UkZE_zKfWDo/s400/eyebags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Oh my good gawd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up doesn't work anymore, looks like I really need my &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beauty sleep.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;like right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;goodnight &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T_T&lt;/strong&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/7981022-8096000574960003976?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8096000574960003976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8096000574960003976&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8096000574960003976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8096000574960003976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/excess-baggage.html' title='Excess Baggage'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rsres2usMQI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/UkZE_zKfWDo/s72-c/eyebags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8338914759167000993</id><published>2007-08-20T23:54:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T00:17:07.024+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Ladies Night Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RsmDtGusMPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uEhUq6ZuDFY/s1600-h/cocktails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100752863897596146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RsmDtGusMPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uEhUq6ZuDFY/s400/cocktails.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Friday's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on a friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocktails were &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crappy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Atmosphere was &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crappy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Music was &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crappy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Crowd was &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;crappy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Staff was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;crappy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But our girls &lt;s&gt;were&lt;/s&gt; are &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;awesome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-8338914759167000993?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8338914759167000993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8338914759167000993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/ladies-night-out.html' title='Ladies Night Out'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RsmDtGusMPI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/uEhUq6ZuDFY/s72-c/cocktails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1758125281510864422</id><published>2007-08-14T00:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T12:00:07.305+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biz Trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>What's On Your Mind Monkey Butt?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; know, how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;totally random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. For some reason this line keeps &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;repeating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my head, I can't remember where I've heard it from now. &lt;em&gt;Ah&lt;/em&gt; well, you know I'm fulla crap. Oh wait! I think it was what the parrot said to the baddies from Home Alone, when the guy thought it was a woman showering, only to find that it was just a poster cut out of a woman with a sexy booty, &lt;em&gt;bah&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with everyone last night at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Antarctic circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for Winnie's birthday. Happy birthday girl! We had a really late dinner as we wanted to wait for the 9pm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hotpot buffet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to pig out. There were too many of us so we ended up dividing the boys and girls at different tables. Alas, there were also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;too many girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so in the end, all of us decided to squeeze in and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; our hotpots as well. It was so good since I haven't had hotpot in ages, &lt;em&gt;slurrps&lt;/em&gt;. We ended up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;chatting till midnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then I had to rush home to finish up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and get ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;flying to Melbourne for work tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so no more updates till I return. I'll be missing ekka hols while everyone's going to the dance party tonight &lt;em&gt;boohoo&lt;/em&gt;. Oh well, there'll always be something to complain about in life. Which reminds me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it's just so unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When women travel, we need to bring so much shit whereas for men, they just need to throw in a few pair of clothings and necessities and &lt;em&gt;tadah&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;they're all done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see what I've packed in my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tiny suitcase...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, stockings, a pair of flats, belt, conditioner (my hair will frizzle from the stupid hotel conditioning), hairbrush, facial products (make up remover, face wash, toner, sunblock, day cream, night cream, screw the eye cream for now), cotton wool, makeup, a face towel, pads just in case, work material and some bits and pieces. Will you look at the list, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oh the horror!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;neverfull MM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the phone charger, my mobile phone, company phone, tissue, diary, pen, scarf, small bottle of perfume, wallet, camera, telfast, mints, vitamins, name cards, pieces of paper, bottle of water, and my e-ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-_-" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;excluding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the things I need to bring for work! Which is alot since my other colleagues couldn't check in on time as they got to the airport late last night. Oh just shoot me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am so dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aights I gotta run, till then, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;be good and stay safe peeps!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&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/7981022-1758125281510864422?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1758125281510864422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1758125281510864422&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1758125281510864422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1758125281510864422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-on-you-mind-monkey-butt.html' title='What&apos;s On Your Mind Monkey Butt?'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-494849492478499454</id><published>2007-08-12T23:42:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T10:43:17.096+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><title type='text'>Of Burnt Stockings and Good Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ere are some photos from the weekend before, where all of us headed to Echoes for our weekly dose of &lt;s&gt;boost&lt;/s&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;booze juice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. Tell me why oh why is beer &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so refreshing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;sigh&lt;/em&gt;. And why oh why are karaoke places the best place to hang and have our friendly bondings? You can talk crap for as long as you want, sing and shriek outloud, and play like a crude man without people judging you one bit. :p I can so predict the future of my beer gut. That's just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys turned into full fledged camwhores for some reason, and they kept asking me to take piccies of 'em. Most of the photos turned out pretty embarrassing and kinky &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. I bet they regret doing all that now. I didn't post up the stupid photos they took &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. See I'm so nice! I just might though if &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; make me &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the decent ones. ;D Cathy and I were sitting side by side, and then there was this guy who walked past us with a cigarette in his hand and he &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;burnt a hole&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on both our stockings at the same place, &lt;em&gt;growl&lt;/em&gt;! That was my one and only pair of slutty stockings from Taiwan -_-". I really did liked the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;lacey bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where the stocking ends. Cathy was so peeved too because that was her favourite pair of stockings as well! &lt;em&gt;Ah&lt;/em&gt; well, that's what you gotta deal with when you've got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a room fulla drunkards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He isn't in the piccies. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0orJZGm9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/dT0SX1z065k/s1600-h/SL702973.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097275074973965266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0orJZGm9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/dT0SX1z065k/s400/SL702973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0orJZGm-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/UXjnZgZ_h-I/s1600-h/SL702990.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097275074973965282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0orJZGm-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/UXjnZgZ_h-I/s400/SL702990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0oW5ZGm7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/YSOJ726dqqQ/s1600-h/SL702978.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097274727081614258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0oW5ZGm7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/YSOJ726dqqQ/s400/SL702978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0oXJZGm8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/_ml2R6RS09c/s1600-h/SL702979.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097274731376581570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0oXJZGm8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/_ml2R6RS09c/s400/SL702979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot who I was shouting at or saying at the time &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;! I think it was at dan. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0n95ZGm6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/ORDg7NKShKI/s1600-h/SL702970.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097274297584884642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0n95ZGm6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/ORDg7NKShKI/s400/SL702970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0n2ZZGm5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Zc7UJaIei78/s1600-h/SL703014.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097274168735865746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0n2ZZGm5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/Zc7UJaIei78/s400/SL703014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0nLZZGm4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yizqumVk00c/s1600-h/SL702999.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273430001490818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0nLZZGm4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/yizqumVk00c/s400/SL702999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0m-ZZGm3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/4RYGd012kYk/s1600-h/SL702995.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097273206663191410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0m-ZZGm3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/4RYGd012kYk/s400/SL702995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/7981022-494849492478499454?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/494849492478499454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=494849492478499454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/494849492478499454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/494849492478499454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/of-burnt-stockings-and-good-fun.html' title='Of Burnt Stockings and Good Fun'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rr0orJZGm9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/dT0SX1z065k/s72-c/SL702973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-444335606445881881</id><published>2007-08-10T00:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:39:50.927+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Listen Up Ladies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you still havent heard of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cervical cancer vaccine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you better listen carefully now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"There is great news for young women and girls in Australia - a new vaccine that can protect them against the cause of most cervical cancers. The vaccine protects women against certain strains of the human papillomavirus (HPV), which are known to cause 7 out of 10 cases of cervical cancer and 9 out of 10 cases of genital warts.Starting in April 2007, the Australian Government will be providing the new vaccine free to all women and girls aged between 12 and 26 through the National HPV Vaccination Program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The vaccine works by immunising women against certain strains of the human papillomavirus (HPV) that are known to cause 7 out of 10 cervical cancers. The vaccine also guards against the strains of HPV that cause 9 out of 10 cases of genital warts.HPV is very common – it affects men and women, and 4 out of 5 people will have it at some point in their lifetime. The virus lives on the skin, so it can be spread through intimate skin-to-skin contact. That means women can still get it even if they practice safe sex, or only ever have one sexual partner. Usually the body clears the virus by itself but in some cases cervical cancer can develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are under 27, you can participate in the National HPV Vaccination Program. From July 2007 to June 2009, you can get the vaccine free from your local GP or community immunisation clinic. Even if you are already sexually active, speak to your GP about getting immunised. You may still benefit from the vaccine because there is still a good chance you have not yet been exposed to the specific HPV types that can cause cervical cancer. Unfortunately, the vaccine doesn’t prevent all cervical cancers. That’s why it’s still very important for all women to keep up to date with regular Pap smears."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Go visit your nearest doctor now&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; while it's free and before it's too late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've just booked mine in for a vaccination shot next saturday with ashley. Do pass on the good news to all your loved ones and make sure they don't procrastinate. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Article taken from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.health.gov.au/cervicalcancer" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&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/7981022-444335606445881881?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/444335606445881881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=444335606445881881&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/444335606445881881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/444335606445881881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/listen-up-women.html' title='Listen Up Ladies'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3893465567589834313</id><published>2007-08-07T01:04:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T01:04:54.844+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being a Girl'/><title type='text'>A Kodak Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1601821837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;we couldn't remember what made us laugh so much the next day but i absolutely adore this pic! congrats on the new job ashie baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3893465567589834313?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3893465567589834313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3893465567589834313&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3893465567589834313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3893465567589834313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/kodak-moments.html' title='A Kodak Moment'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6306186014605650818</id><published>2007-08-03T05:32:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T19:34:26.035+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>WEE WEE WEE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Celebration's now, come on.&lt;br /&gt;It's time for alcohol, relaxation, and some happy loving.&lt;br /&gt;I have been waiting for so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week crawled by oh so slowly.&lt;br /&gt;I want I want I want to dance the night away.&lt;br /&gt;Come, come, come and dance with me.&lt;br /&gt;Lets k tomorrow and dance tonight, how about that? :D&lt;br /&gt;Very unlikely, since the crew only did so last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Unforch for me somebody got drunk at the very last minute so I couldn't go. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;Whoever intoxicated &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; person needs to be &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spanked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so hard.&lt;br /&gt;That's for ruining my night!&lt;br /&gt;The night was still so young. ;(&lt;br /&gt;Man...would've, could've, should've!&lt;br /&gt;Need.to.make.up.for.it.tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;my turn to get drunk.ok maybe not drunk, but happy tipsy.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah &lt;/em&gt;whatever, just pass us the grog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wahahaha&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BYE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;kend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;aby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ohoo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-6306186014605650818?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8569218073337088574</id><published>2007-08-01T23:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T15:53:34.837+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being a Girl'/><title type='text'>Phone Flings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;11.15pm on a Wednesday Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She dials 133320 *welcome to 3g...* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Him: Who are you calling so late at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her: My Sugardaddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He dials 555. *welcome to optus...*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her: Who are you callng so late at night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Him: My Mistress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Him an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Her:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RrFSGZZGmyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ljJlCa7G7Z8/s1600-h/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093942923381611298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RrFSGZZGmyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ljJlCa7G7Z8/s400/laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RrFSQZZGmzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/X_TNoGXxOh8/s1600-h/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8569218073337088574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8569218073337088574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/08/our-phone-flings.html' title='Phone Flings'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RrFSGZZGmyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ljJlCa7G7Z8/s72-c/laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6881552990732206698</id><published>2007-07-31T11:13:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T11:21:01.215+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedy'/><title type='text'>Judson Laipply - Evolution Of Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is freaking awesome and hilarious, a must watch peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you don't click on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you're seriously missing out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-6881552990732206698?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6881552990732206698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6881552990732206698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6881552990732206698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6881552990732206698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/evolution-of-dance.html' title='Judson Laipply - Evolution Of Dance'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5428529276710295094</id><published>2007-07-26T22:28:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T15:55:41.671+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Tag for Charity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I was tagged by yvonne, a tag for charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally from idham's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"I am inviting you to participate together with me. For every person who complete this meme before August 26th, I will contribute rm127 on your behalf to the Darul Izzah Orphange, Bangi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meme is about completing at least 17 out of the following 27 sentences.&lt;br /&gt;*These can be copied and pasted to your entry*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are tagged, you need to write an entry related to the meme. At the end of your entry you just need to tag as many person as you like. You will then leave a comment in their blog to let them know they have been tagged. And to include this message, "By doing this meme you are contributing rm127 to the Darul Izzah Orphanage".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;1. A person is only as good as ...&lt;/span&gt; being true to him/herself and being considerate in the actions he/she partakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;2. Friendship is always ...&lt;/span&gt; something I cherish throughout my life. No matter who, where or why it happens, no matter how long or short the friendship is or was, it will always be a part of me, and it'll always be something that I hold on to deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3. To love is to ...&lt;/span&gt; be selfless and to love whole heartedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;4. Money makes me ...&lt;/span&gt; a slave in our material world. Money is living, money is happiness, money is making life so much more easier. Whether you like to admit or not, it sure is a fact of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;5. I miss ...&lt;/span&gt; my carefree days where I didn't have any responsibilities to burden me at all. I could act on impulse, I could travel whenever wherever, the word consequence never existed in my dictionary. I also miss the times when I never loved romantically &lt;em&gt;(not family love).&lt;/em&gt; You don't get tied down by love, you don't have the ups and downs that comes with love, and you'd never have experienced how it feels like to be in love to feel that you're missing out. Everything is just about you, you, you and you. What you did then was just 100% based on your own happiness, no one else. Yes I know I sound like a selfish bitch &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;, but really, that can never happen again. I'm just reminiscing btw, not a permanent thought in life aight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;6. My way of saying I care is by ...&lt;/span&gt; spending time with you in front of the computer/tv for long periods of time even though my back is hurting and I'm bored to my wits when really I just want put on some mask and lie down in the spa and fall asleep. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;7. I try to spread love and happiness by ...&lt;/span&gt; practicing to love and be truly happy and satisfied myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;8. Pick the flowers when ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;you love me? you love me not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;9. To love someone is to ...&lt;/span&gt; put them before yourself willingly, and it makes you happy knowing that they are happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;10. Beauty is...&lt;/span&gt; only skin deep. &lt;em&gt;Lol&lt;/em&gt; 'sif. Beauty is lotsa Sheiseido facial care, plenty of RMK, Bobbi Brown and M.A.C make up, topped up with a wardrobe full of awesome stuff to wear. &lt;em&gt;Hehehe&lt;/em&gt;, no one tells you you're so gorgeous when you've just woken up from bed with your bed hair and cranky poo face. Okay maybe not if you insist that your beau still wakes up and stares into your eyes and say you're the most beautiful thing they've ever seen &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;11. When I was thirteen, what I remember the most was...&lt;/span&gt; my high school life in maz international and all the friends that I used to hang with. I miss all my friends alot from Malaysia. Now everyone is just everywhere, it's so hard to keep up with the world when it's so damn big out there and the airplane tickets are just so damn exxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;12. When I was twenty one, I remember...&lt;/span&gt; now. &lt;em&gt;Hehe&lt;/em&gt;, I'm twenty one la. It's when I started my 8.30am to 5.30pm working life, missing out on all the good fun and carefree lifestyle, looking forward to weekends, annual leaves and pay cheques. Time really flies when you're not keeping tabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;13. I am most happy when ...&lt;/span&gt; I've had a good night of sleep, gone on a romantic date with my man, spent time with my girlies and guys laughing and having good fun together, being with my dearest family, and when I'm on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;14. Nothing makes me happier than ...&lt;/span&gt; that silly grin on your face, the proud look and satisfaction on my parents face, the shopping bags I take home from a fruitful spree, and the carefree smile on my momma's face when she forgets to worry about everything for like, that one minute, &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. If you don't already know, my mom's a worry wart but I love her to bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;15. If I can change one thing, I will change...&lt;/span&gt; my lack of self motivation in striving to be the best that I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;16. If smiles were ... &lt;/span&gt;a money making machine, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then I ...&lt;/span&gt; would just sit there and smile all day. Ooh, how nice that would be, then again my jaw would probably go numb from all that smiling. &lt;em&gt;(this was a hard one la, so please spare my bull hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;17. Wouldn't it be nice if we could...&lt;/span&gt; freeze or go back in time like hiro from Heroes? You can change your destiny, go back in time to right the wrongs, and there wouldn't be anything in life you can regret about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;18. If you want to ...&lt;/span&gt; achieve something, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;then you have to ...&lt;/span&gt; act on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;19. Money is not everything but...&lt;/span&gt; it is everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;20. The most touching moments I have experienced is ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just indescribable. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;21. I smile when...&lt;/span&gt; I want to convince people around me that everything is alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;22. When I am happy, I...&lt;/span&gt; get all jumpy and giddy, and I do silly antics that no one in public will ever see. ;P That's when I am really, really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;23. If only I don't have to ...&lt;/span&gt; work, then I wouldn't be leading such a monotonous lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The best thing I did yesterday was... making bigbadwolf happy. (: Other than that, I didn't really do anything much but work. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;25. If I ever write a book, I will give it this title,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;"Alcoholics Anonymous", and have something totally irrelavant to the title. Isn't that the trend now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;26. One thing I must do before I die is...&lt;/span&gt; to achieve satisfaction, to travel around the world, and to reach that inner peace in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;27. Doing this meme, I feel like ...&lt;/span&gt; I was doing an exam. I've got this bad habit of getting stuck in a question and not finishing up the others before getting back to it. I also feel uncomfortable when I don't finish every question. &lt;em&gt;Lol&lt;/em&gt;, how random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And i tag you kind-hearted souls:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Any kind-hearted bloggers and readers out there who wants to make a difference. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"By doing this meme you are contributing rm127 to the Darul Izzah Orphanage".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to drop a comment on idham's post so that he can keep count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091482023085120194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RqiT7JZGmsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/t_mFjHa3hqM/s400/in_love_016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Where is the love?&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/7981022-5428529276710295094?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5428529276710295094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=5428529276710295094&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5428529276710295094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5428529276710295094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/tag-for-charity.html' title='Tag for Charity'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RqiT7JZGmsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/t_mFjHa3hqM/s72-c/in_love_016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6333951557621274967</id><published>2007-07-25T23:14:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T01:07:29.742+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Infected</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;h man &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my laptop is seriously screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I caught the trojan from Ian and now my msn messenger is acting up. It's sending random messages to every single person on my list stating that I found Jessica Alba's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;naked photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; And some people &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; believe that I'm sending it. Why would I &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;duh&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Go get your own porn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -_-" The reactions I've gotten from the boys on my list are like yeah bullshit, or sending me question marks, or telling me to send the file again &lt;em&gt;lol&lt;/em&gt;. Get real okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is the stupid worm, trojan, or whatever it is keeps &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;multiplying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even though all the techy bois tried to scan and thrash it.&lt;em&gt; Oh boi oh boi&lt;/em&gt;, all my work files, my work emails, all my photos, all my documents are all gonna be ruined! The technician at work says it's too much trouble to back everything up, so he'd rather try and fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael and bigbadwolf had a go with it and we thought it was finally okay, but today it went &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again, &lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;! The tech finally did something else to my lappy and now it seems to be okay, but man, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;you can never be too sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; T_T I'm so not tech-savvy so I really don't know what the hell's going on &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. Please please lappy baby, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;please please heal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I need you to keep working for me to survive! You pay my bills, you do everything for me. I swear I'll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cherish you now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;if you'd just heal. &lt;em&gt;Ahhh..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;freakin' virus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;em&gt; bah! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091120292349516450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RqdK7pZGmqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7WhshtK6KqY/s400/221shaz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-6333951557621274967?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6333951557621274967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6333951557621274967&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6333951557621274967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6333951557621274967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/infected.html' title='Infected'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RqdK7pZGmqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/7WhshtK6KqY/s72-c/221shaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-947243298936152679</id><published>2007-07-23T01:01:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:38:43.528+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>My Beloved Sister,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RqNVNpZGmoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/obIECxxrfUE/s1600-h/shirz.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090005696796596866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RqNVNpZGmoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/obIECxxrfUE/s400/shirz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sweet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sixteenth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; Shireen!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;o sorry that I can't be there to celebrate this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;special day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with you. Make sure you celebrate your birthday even though you hate birthday celebrations. You hated celebrating your birthdays since you were a toddler, that's pretty weird since all kids love birthdays! You're such a granny inside sis! :P I'll try and grant your birthday wish &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;when you come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in october &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;, lets hope I get some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;time off work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to accompany you and the parents when you guys come for Victor and Paula's wedding. I was so tempted to put a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;stupid caption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there saying, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"eh shit that lizard better not fall onto my head&lt;/span&gt;",&lt;/em&gt; but it's your birthday post &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt; damn. Anyhoo, best of luck in your last year of high school, don't worry you'll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ace your exams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since you're such a smarty pants. :) &lt;em&gt;Mwah&lt;/em&gt;, I love you sis, we'll have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;belated celebration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with you when you get here! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Happy happy birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'll be waiting to see you soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lots and lotsa love,&lt;br /&gt;Shaz&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-947243298936152679?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/947243298936152679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=947243298936152679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/947243298936152679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/947243298936152679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/hey-sis.html' title='My Beloved Sister,'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RqNVNpZGmoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/obIECxxrfUE/s72-c/shirz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4725348078907827731</id><published>2007-07-16T00:09:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T17:15:20.324+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Big Bad Pressie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;hopping &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;feeds the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, well at least while the money's rolling in &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. The devil has finally convinced bigbadwolf and herself to go to the city over the weekend. I've been such a slack arse. The city feels so faraway with all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;road works&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; going on, and the fact that work is so much closer to home in comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf has been waiting for me to decide which size I wanted for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my birthday present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and I've been such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fickle pickle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;since the small one's so cute, while the medium one is good for work and for accessorizing winter wear such as trench coats, jackets and scarves. Bigbadwolf thinks I'm such a lie because I always categorize everything with work so I can justify myself easily without having to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;clear my conscience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally made my decision, and thank goodness I did as it was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;last one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; left in the shop. It's the new season's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Neverfull MM bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Louis Vuitton. I chose the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;medium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one, and I love it! Thanks babe, I heart I heart &lt;s&gt;the bag&lt;/s&gt; you. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dropped by at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Kit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to buy the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Cosmedicine Healthy Cleanser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that missy_addie was singing praises of, and I ended up buying the starter kit for the whole facial product. -_-" Why do I always end up doing that. The cleanser is fantabulous, I keep thinking, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;omg am I done already?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; It's so different compared to the other make up removers, and it is a facial wash as well! We'll see how it goes with the other products as I'm only on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;day four&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rprib_2xEcI/AAAAAAAAANU/EyenSu76Fbc/s1600-h/SL702888.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627699693883842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rprib_2xEcI/AAAAAAAAANU/EyenSu76Fbc/s400/SL702888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpricP2xEdI/AAAAAAAAANc/P_vcGpRP4lo/s1600-h/SL702890.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627703988851154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpricP2xEdI/AAAAAAAAANc/P_vcGpRP4lo/s400/SL702890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rpricf2xEeI/AAAAAAAAANk/LRQ8B_nW3Fc/s1600-h/SL702832.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627708283818466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rpricf2xEeI/AAAAAAAAANk/LRQ8B_nW3Fc/s400/SL702832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rpricf2xEfI/AAAAAAAAANs/a0FsqColu-0/s1600-h/SL702885.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627708283818482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rpricf2xEfI/AAAAAAAAANs/a0FsqColu-0/s400/SL702885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Patrick is such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;manwhore for bags&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;. This pic is hilarious! Okay, I'm lying, he was being silly because he was so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;plastered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I think he ended up this way because most of the girls kept asking him to pass the bags over to them, and he got frustrated and decided that he should hang it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;all over himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, although that doesn't really make sense &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Ah well&lt;/em&gt;, I'm so happy, thanks for the bag baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&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/7981022-4725348078907827731?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4725348078907827731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4725348078907827731&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4725348078907827731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4725348078907827731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-pressie-from-wolf.html' title='The Big Bad Pressie'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rprib_2xEcI/AAAAAAAAANU/EyenSu76Fbc/s72-c/SL702888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8939207984259953534</id><published>2007-07-15T00:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T02:14:52.244+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Losing It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;o matter what you do, who you're with or what situation you're in, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it is so easy to lose yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at times in life. This can happen even when you're doing good things like making room for improvement, doing what's best for yourself, what's best for those you love and those who love you, the crowd you're in, what you are or what you have to be at work, the materialistic world surrounding us that feeds our physical being, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;or even just simply being nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that most of the time under alot of circumstances, it is because we do not have a choice and have to oblige to losing ourselves &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in order to attain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what's important or best for everyone. We may adhere or be accustomed to the differences in our behaviour, attitude or change in our mindset, and accept that who we are or what we're doing is still very real and true to ourselves, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but really, are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or are we really all just losing ourselves due to the downfall imparted by all the burdens and responsibilities we have in life as we grow older? Maybe, just maybe, we're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sacrificing to build a better world for our benefit, but rather, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;losing ourselves for the benefit of the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpjOG_2xEbI/AAAAAAAAANM/tBO2C8MU85k/s1600-h/SL702756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087042398730654130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpjOG_2xEbI/AAAAAAAAANM/tBO2C8MU85k/s400/SL702756.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/7981022-8939207984259953534?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8939207984259953534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8939207984259953534&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8939207984259953534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8939207984259953534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/losing-it.html' title='Losing It'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpjOG_2xEbI/AAAAAAAAANM/tBO2C8MU85k/s72-c/SL702756.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6041908514590561842</id><published>2007-07-13T00:30:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T11:29:28.797+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>To Smokish Yen,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rpa0Nv2xEaI/AAAAAAAAANE/yQt0CNlpVzI/s1600-h/DSC00yen092.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086450977439027618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rpa0Nv2xEaI/AAAAAAAAANE/yQt0CNlpVzI/s400/DSC00yen092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; H&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;appy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Birthday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sassy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Coussie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t's your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;big one eight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you're finally legal now. God look at you, you're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;all grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. It's crazy how time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;passes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by so quickly. You're getting even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cuter and prettier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by the day oh. ;P Well I hope you have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a jolly good one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today, one &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;filled with laughter and lots and lotsa pressies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Work hard, play hard, and I hope all your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;egged up wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comes true &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Mwah love ya cous, I'll catch you later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lotsa hugs &amp;amp; kissies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Shaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-6041908514590561842?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6041908514590561842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6041908514590561842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6041908514590561842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6041908514590561842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/to-smokish-yen.html' title='To Smokish Yen,'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rpa0Nv2xEaI/AAAAAAAAANE/yQt0CNlpVzI/s72-c/DSC00yen092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-595533692364087931</id><published>2007-07-11T22:40:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:40:27.898+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>More than Meets the Eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; had two complimentary movie tickets from my company the week before, so bigbadwolf and I went and caught &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Transformers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last week and boi, was it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;awesome awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I reckon it's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;best movie of the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; even though the year hasn't ended &lt;em&gt;teehee&lt;/em&gt;. They've chucked in quite a few different movie genres &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;into one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i.e. comedy, chick flick, sci fi action movie, etc and by doing so, they've been able to capture &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of most of the audiences.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was going to be a straight laced movie for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the blokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but damn, I sure was impressed. ;D&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; I loved it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I can't believe I walked in to the cinemas with my heart on Hostel 2. Thank god I wasn't being a bitch trying to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;convince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bigbadwolf to watch something else. Bumblebee is so cute period. I love the bit where he suddenly broke down and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sexy love song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; comes on &lt;em&gt;bwahaha&lt;/em&gt;, chick was badass and pretty hot &lt;em&gt;ei&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;main character&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was funny as! I'm sure he is going to be a brilliant actor when he grows up, he is already so witty and humorous now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and how about that bit where the girl complains and ask why bumblebee would even morph into a piece of junk and he kicked them out and transformed into an even impressive looking car &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pissed myself laughing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out so loud. Their transformation is so amazing, it just knocks fast and furious or tokyo drift's socks off. &lt;em&gt;Sigh&lt;/em&gt;, I'm going to ask bigbadwolf to download the movies so that we can watch it over and over again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Movie of the year I tell you, if you haven't watched it, please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;do yourself a favour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and go watch it now. Yes, now now now, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no regrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; there hunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast weekend was fantabulous. Ashley baby &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;came back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from her holidays from China and Hongkong at last! Thanks for bringing back my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shopping list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, mwah! Most importantly, karaoke-ing is so much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;noisier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and fun with you back now &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Welcome back baby&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; I missed ya heaps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One down, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;two more girls to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;p I'm so green with envy, Janet's having the time of her life in Maldives with her fam while Cathy's gone to Malaysia as well with her boy. I can't wait for the end of the year for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;xmas hols&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now. Got to save save save, why is it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oh so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to save money. God I'm such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;slave for money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. -_- Does anyone have an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;antidote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for shopping addictions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and just so you didn't know, winter's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;such an ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to wake up to in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Two more days till the next weekend, forty-eight hours to go. ;P &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Can hardly wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Time please pass by quickly, and when the weekend comes, can you please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;freeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for abit? Pretty please please &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. I lub you long time? ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This weekend will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;yenyen's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The week after will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Christina Aguilera's concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and when the girls get back from vacation, &lt;em&gt;woo&lt;/em&gt; all the weekends are gonna be all packed out from now on. Anyhoo, blogger has finally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;uploaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the photos from our crazy weekend. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Enjoy enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I sure did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTRgcQDlOI/AAAAAAAAALs/rrR67lasKLs/s1600-h/SL702789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085920234477688034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTRgcQDlOI/AAAAAAAAALs/rrR67lasKLs/s400/SL702789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSQcQDlPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6Ngsnv8nSaI/s1600-h/SL702772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921059111408882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSQcQDlPI/AAAAAAAAAL0/6Ngsnv8nSaI/s400/SL702772.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSRcQDlQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VESMFx6fPZM/s1600-h/SL702775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921076291278082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSRcQDlQI/AAAAAAAAAL8/VESMFx6fPZM/s400/SL702775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSSMQDlRI/AAAAAAAAAME/wH-YwRZTwUE/s1600-h/SL702798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921089176179986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSSMQDlRI/AAAAAAAAAME/wH-YwRZTwUE/s400/SL702798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSTMQDlSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mH7HAfMIMR0/s1600-h/SL702786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921106356049186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTSTMQDlSI/AAAAAAAAAMM/mH7HAfMIMR0/s400/SL702786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTST8QDlTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/faRusWvNsyI/s1600-h/SL702778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085921119240951090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTST8QDlTI/AAAAAAAAAMU/faRusWvNsyI/s400/SL702778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085922034068985154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTTJMQDlUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/TBKamlljvnE/s400/SL702791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTTJ8QDlVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/1A4Xpv1Nlm0/s1600-h/SL702792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085922046953887058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTTJ8QDlVI/AAAAAAAAAMk/1A4Xpv1Nlm0/s400/SL702792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTTK8QDlWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XeyRIv50E-k/s1600-h/SL702776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085922064133756258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTTK8QDlWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/XeyRIv50E-k/s400/SL702776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTTq8QDlYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/y7gdTUhbBh0/s1600-h/SL111702759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085922613889570178" style="WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px" height="399" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTTq8QDlYI/AAAAAAAAAM8/y7gdTUhbBh0/s400/SL111702759.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;p/s: I dyed my hair. Will post a clearer photo next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-595533692364087931?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/595533692364087931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=595533692364087931&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/595533692364087931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/595533692364087931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-than-meets-eye.html' title='More than Meets the Eye'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RpTRgcQDlOI/AAAAAAAAALs/rrR67lasKLs/s72-c/SL702789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-8175931980884151104</id><published>2007-07-04T22:15:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:08:41.919+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Curry Puffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uite some time ago, I mentioned that I was planning to make &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curry puffs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; over the weekend as I was craving for some, turned out &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really did.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I think I'm just too in love with asian cousines! I went grocery shopping to make sure that I had all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ingredients&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a few days before. I couldn't find the round pastry skin so I ended up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;triangular puffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; instead &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken thigh, check. Potatoes, check. Curry leaves, check. Onions. check. Garlic, check. Pastry skin, check. Sauce, check. Spices, check. For some reason the potatoes here in oz always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;stick to the non-stick pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; no matter how hot the oil is. -_-" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyone care to enlighten me why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a good &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;half a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; working on the puffs, and hours later &lt;em&gt;tadahh&lt;/em&gt;, it was all finally good and ready to disappear into my tummy &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. The skin was pretty flaky and nice, but I decided that the curry wasn't spicy enough. I'll have to make a note to myself to put in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;more spices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the next time I make them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some summarized visuals of the whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/8d54f3a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/9af19b7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bit took a while, scooping, folding and kneading. I ended up with quite a few trays. Please ignore that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shapeless piece of dough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the right picture. That was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;creation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of bigbadwolf. -_-" I really didn't know what he was trying to make &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. I got bored and decided to make some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;heart shaped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; curry puffs, while bigbadwolf played around with the rectangular shapes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/cd8b7df5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1e5785f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the hardwork, it was finally time to enter &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the oven! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Phew&lt;/em&gt;. I had to do this over and over again since my oven could only fit two trays at one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="250" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1609465e.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/ff30fd12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wahoo&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;golden brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at last! I left them to cool for abit before packing them up into different containers. These were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;delivered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to all my lovers out there....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I gave them to some family and friends. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/444592f8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/7f415f25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Teehee&lt;/em&gt;, that was how the heart shaped curry puff turned out in the end. Not too bad I guess! That's devilishaz trying hard not to add &lt;em&gt;watery&lt;/em&gt; ingredients into the curry puffs, &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. I was &lt;em&gt;sooo&lt;/em&gt; hungry, I can't believe I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;skipped&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dinner just to finish making all these!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/8d96db38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/9fd29040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The great tower of curry puffs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1ea7eae9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The end.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There you have it, my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;first curry puff experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; actually &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Hopefully I'll learn to make prettier ones next time! Till then, I better nurse my sore throat for now. No spicy food allowed for now. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-8175931980884151104?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8175931980884151104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=8175931980884151104&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8175931980884151104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/8175931980884151104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/07/curry-puffs.html' title='Curry Puffs'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5563082482018106016</id><published>2007-06-30T14:21:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T15:09:59.739+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Some day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RoXHe8QDlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/_M3J8gSEPy8/s1600-h/CIMG0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081687088940946642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RoXHe8QDlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/_M3J8gSEPy8/s400/CIMG0544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;it won't be wishful thinking, &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt; will come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000000;"&gt;i have faith, I will be strong.&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/7981022-5563082482018106016?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5563082482018106016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5563082482018106016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-day.html' title='Some day...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RoXHe8QDlNI/AAAAAAAAALk/_M3J8gSEPy8/s72-c/CIMG0544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-7881481983130925524</id><published>2007-06-28T20:39:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:47:26.247+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Cathy's Farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;es I know it's been quite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a whi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since I've blogged. You must have missed me hey hey. I know you did, admit it! &lt;em&gt;Haha&lt;/em&gt; okay okay I'm just playing da fool. :P End of financial year is keeping us real busy at work and when I get home, I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;absolutely poofed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Too tired to do anything else but collapse in bed. But the relos are here as well so it has been extremely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hectic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at home as always. Oh god I'd &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have some free time alone to laze and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've uploaded the photos from the night before Cathy left. We went to Echoes to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bid her farewell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over booze and songs as always. Actually, as I type this now, the gurls are all in Hong Kong already. =_=" Shopping, eating and playing like nobody's business. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Except for Kanny and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lucky I still have you baby!&lt;em&gt; Oh boi,&lt;/em&gt; when do I get to go to Hong Kong again, shopping is just too awesome over there. How I miss my carefree unemployed days. Can't we just make money and have freedom at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, they are coming back with my list of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shopping goodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so I guess it isn't that bad, &lt;em&gt;heh&lt;/em&gt; I hope, fingers crossed. You better babe! Big thanks to you &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. Come back soon, so I can have the goodies and have you too &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. You know I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;lub you long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more than the goodies. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay time is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;slipping away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I better stop with the bull crap, here are the piccies of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="237" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/c22d6d02.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/4d8b284e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/23e92817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/eee132eb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/41172552.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/9d612524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/99a626dc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/ab334290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/e690bee4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/ff26f00f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ooh and just to let you know, that is my glass of hahn ice with sour plums and a slice of lemon that I was raving on about before. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Best recipe ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hehe&lt;/em&gt; I know that sounds really wrong but whatever. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm. lovin'. it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-7881481983130925524?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7881481983130925524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=7881481983130925524&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7881481983130925524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7881481983130925524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/cathys-farewell.html' title='Cathy&apos;s Farewell'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4786370716634665170</id><published>2007-06-15T19:05:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T22:26:24.868+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Somebody...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new mobile, mine's pretty much gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go with&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;3G or Optus plan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Actually, just tell me if you're using 3G or Optus and I'll see which one reigns. ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ay, getting my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;own number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back tomorrow with 3G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new mobile phone too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-4786370716634665170?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4786370716634665170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4786370716634665170&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4786370716634665170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4786370716634665170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/somebody.html' title='Somebody...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3653898993323249365</id><published>2007-06-13T22:39:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T10:59:50.433+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Thanks Lizzie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast weekend was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;funfilled and relaxing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one. What a long weekend since it was a public holiday the following Monday as it was the Queen's birthday. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;All hail queen lizzie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; On Friday night, we went out for dinner since Ashley baby was leaving us for her holidays in Beijing the next day. How lucky! We went for hotpot at&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Antarctic Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and then our weekly drinking at Echoes after. As usual, we were really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;loud, and tipsy happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was alot more &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relaxing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;lazed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; around at home, went out to eat with a friend whom we haven't seen in ages at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;little taipei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was great catching up and seeing you again gurl. Went next door to eat dinner and then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;curled up in front of cable tv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and fell asleep at &lt;em&gt;gasp,&lt;/em&gt; eleven o'clock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next day at around ten, got ready and we left on our way to &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunny gold coast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was expecting it to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since it had been raining the whole of last week but to my surprise, the weather was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;perfectly fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was cool and breezy, not necessary for a thick jacket at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf and I went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;surfers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;paradise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; first where I went to the circle of cavill to check out my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;MNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hehehe&lt;/em&gt;. I didn't see anything I like except for a suit for work. I dunno how, but bigbadwolf always manage to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;talk me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of buying something. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I told him I couldn't go all the way to gc for mng and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anything at all. That just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; make any sense! But he managed to convince me to go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;harbour town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after, and I came back home with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;plenty of trench coats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a long sleeve collared top for work thanks to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;end of financial year sales&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;tee hee.&lt;/em&gt; That sure spelt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;satisfaction &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for me. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to check out on my birthday pressie from bigbadwolf at surfers 'cept I couldn't make up my mind with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;what size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I wanted to get so I delayed it again. I'm still thinking. &lt;em&gt;Big or small? Big or small? Ahh....&lt;/em&gt; the things you can worry about in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Jupiters casino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was just a stone throw away so how could we not stop by to try our luck? Temptation was too strong since we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stepped into a casino for a long time now. We ended up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;winnin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just on pokies so shopping, food, and everything we spent that night &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;was for free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;wahoo&lt;/em&gt;! I wish times like these could go on forever, it's so much &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;easier on the pocket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a shopaholic &lt;em&gt;grins&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Hog's breath cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;productive session&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for some steak and &lt;em&gt;dayam&lt;/em&gt;, things are gonna get nasty now. We were told that the wait was just going to be fifteen minutes and was brought to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for some drinks. Fifteen minutes turned to half an hour, then forty five minutes, then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; we were brought to a table. The waitress serving us only then mentioned that the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;prime beef&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was all gone for the night as they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ran out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ages ago, so the only option we had was just the normal steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;groaned in agony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and settled for less since we've already waited for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, our tummy was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;crying outloud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The food only came out half an hour later and by then, &lt;em&gt;boi&lt;/em&gt; were we hungry! Along came a bunch of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tipsy agro delinquents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and they started making a big fuss of not having prime beef and that whoever paid to eat the normal steak for the same price &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;are such turds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were just sitting opposite us so it got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really loud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when they were giving all of us a bloody hard time. It was already bad enough. They sat there drinking champagne and cocktails, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shouting and cursing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the whole night. &lt;em&gt;Growl!&lt;/em&gt; Obviously we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; feel good since we had to pay the same price but how is that going to help? We were given &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of staying to eat (not that it was much of a choice since we've already waited for so &lt;em&gt;gawd damn&lt;/em&gt; long) or leave straightaway. But we stayed, and &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; did too so shut up and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;just eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already! If you feel so deep about it, then just leave, &lt;em&gt;geez&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished our food, we went to pay at the counter, and the same bunch of rowdy boys were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chucking a shit there. All of us had to wait &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;another fifteen minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just to pay for our food. That did it, we're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; going back to eat at Hog's breath cafe again. It was my bad since bigbadwolf wanted to eat&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; buffet at the casino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;felt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like steak at Surfers. &lt;em&gt;Boohoo&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sorry bubi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove back after all the hoohas, and joined the crew for some drinks and singing therapy again. &lt;em&gt;Ooo&lt;/em&gt;, you know how we always drink &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hahn ice beer with sour plums?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Now if you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;add lemon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with it, it will taste even better! Not many people like it but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that has tried, we're officially &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I think I've been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;blabbering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on for too long. For the last day of the long weekend, kanny, yennie and I went for grocery shopping to buy everything that was needed for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;korean bbq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. We ended up buying too much that we didn't dare to defrost the others. It was fantastic since I bought two big plates of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ox tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and that really settled all the cravings I had for korean bbq. Yennie was playing around with the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;frozen ox tongues and oyster blades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, handling them like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;chips on a casino table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; while we were preparing &lt;em&gt;bwahaha&lt;/em&gt;. See what the cooks get up to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;behind the kitchen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;, our hands were very clean. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;visuals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so I can shut up for now &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_csiNdTSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JcDpNzf0IyQ/s1600-h/SL702619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075517962725444898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_csiNdTSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JcDpNzf0IyQ/s400/SL702619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_csyNdTTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3XcBdX5LhnA/s1600-h/SL702623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075517967020412210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_csyNdTTI/AAAAAAAAAJc/3XcBdX5LhnA/s400/SL702623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_csyNdTUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QRAHUgmvHUA/s1600-h/SL702624.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075517967020412226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_csyNdTUI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QRAHUgmvHUA/s400/SL702624.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_ctSNdTWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ktg_GPx0q9E/s1600-h/SL702634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075517975610346850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_ctSNdTWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/ktg_GPx0q9E/s400/SL702634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_c2yNdTXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JyiSlR4SoG0/s1600-h/SL702638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075518138819104114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_c2yNdTXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JyiSlR4SoG0/s400/SL702638.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/7981022-3653898993323249365?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3653898993323249365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3653898993323249365&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3653898993323249365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3653898993323249365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/thanks-lizzie.html' title='Thanks Lizzie!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm_csiNdTSI/AAAAAAAAAJU/JcDpNzf0IyQ/s72-c/SL702619.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3380336518764993567</id><published>2007-06-12T22:51:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:57:28.289+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Don't Leave Me Standing in the Cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he weather here in brisbane has been awful these past few days. Last week we had constant rain. This week is just really cold and dry. This &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;poor 'ol piglet's health&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is deteriorating as the temperature decreases. How I hate the cold. Come to think of it I also hate it when it's really hot. Why can't we just have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;nice cool breezy days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hey &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I hate waking up early morn when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the sun don't shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and my bed wont let me go without a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;good battle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; My eyes are itchy and watering, while my nose is runny and numb. My skin is shrivelling up, while my throat is swelling up from all that nasty but &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scrumptious korean bbq&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I had over the weekend with the crew. I had such a superb weekend, I wish I can do it all over again. More about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the gurlies have left while most of them will be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the mid year holidays soon. I'm gonna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all of you so much. Come back soon, and bring me lotsa &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pressies and love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when you come back hey &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Seriously, I'm gonna miss you babies heaps. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Pack me in your suitcase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;( Happy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;food munching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, you know I'm all green with envy! Take care there, be good, and don't do anything I wouldn't do! Mwah~&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, we've got friends &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;coming to visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Taiwan soon. It's been quite some time since we've last seen them so it'll be awesome catching up. The relos will be coming soon too nearing end of the month. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's gonna be so hectic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I can't believe it's already nearly end of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;financial year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It feels like christmas was only yesterday. Oh how time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyhoo, just disregard all the negativeness in my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;random ramblings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I feel so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;drowsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the cold and flu. Pretty please &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Mr flu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, please please go away. I've got lotsa work piling up, I can't afford to be &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;croaking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; away on the phone and slowing down from the drowsiness. Okay, I'mma go rest that head of mine, ciao amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;weather forecast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the week. &lt;em&gt;Gee &lt;/em&gt;mother nature, just cry on my favourite day now will you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm6IhiNdTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QUmKN7Yo0HQ/s1600-h/weather+report.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075143939793440018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm6IhiNdTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QUmKN7Yo0HQ/s400/weather+report.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3380336518764993567?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3380336518764993567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3380336518764993567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3380336518764993567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3380336518764993567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/dont-leave-me-standing-in-cold.html' title='Don&apos;t Leave Me Standing in the Cold'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rm6IhiNdTRI/AAAAAAAAAJM/QUmKN7Yo0HQ/s72-c/weather+report.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3573505828979985264</id><published>2007-06-07T20:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:51:37.668+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Numb Dumb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;omething's wrong with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge of my nose &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;keeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; numbing up from time to time. Or should I say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the time for now. I'll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tap it abit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the numbing will go away, and then not even two seconds later, I can feel it numbing up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf is wrong with it! Has anyone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;felt this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; before? Somebody give me some answers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a retard. It feels like I've just had a nose job done or something, not to say that I know how it even feels like but yeah. It just feels &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really, really weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Very uncomfortable too. It goes away when I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;concentrating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on other stuff but otherwise, it's just there and it gets really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tried googling &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nose bridge numbing up&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; I got a whole list of numbing cream and plastic surgery, coke in nose, and nose piercings. -_-" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally saw something that might've been it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Yes, I get a numb nose. It's usually a telltale sign of an up and coming migraine. My nose also gets stuffy and I get draining out of my ears too."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't have a stuffy nose, nor is anything draining out of my ears. I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hardly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; get migraines and I've &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had a numb nose before either. I'm pretty sure I didn't bump it while I was asleep &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah well.&lt;/em&gt; If you see me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my nose from time to time, it's the numb nose okay, I'm not being a numb dumb! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073203001122704626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RmejQCNdTPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/00Z0RRwbpvw/s400/tappp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3573505828979985264?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3573505828979985264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3573505828979985264&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3573505828979985264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3573505828979985264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/numb-dumb.html' title='Numb Dumb'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RmejQCNdTPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/00Z0RRwbpvw/s72-c/tappp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-2345119845763236696</id><published>2007-06-06T18:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:51:51.826+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>The Lion Sleeps Tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It pitter pattered continuously for the rest of the dark till now.&lt;br /&gt;So cold, so gloomy, so perfect to snooze in,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;not one bit, fit for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I try to keep from being reckless,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on slippery roads I drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Green, yellow, then red. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Red, then green, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then red in a split second.&lt;br /&gt;When is anything ever green light throughout?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally tune in to classic fm,&lt;br /&gt;and the opera sings to her heart's content,&lt;br /&gt;working in collaboration with the sound of the rain,&lt;br /&gt;that drown away the thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tippy toes, I staggered for the building,&lt;br /&gt;a bag on my shoulder to free my two hands,&lt;br /&gt;one hand on the laptop on top of my head,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I try to shield me from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;With my free hand I pull onto my pants,&lt;br /&gt;away from muddy water, away from the dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alarm rings as I walk into the dark,&lt;br /&gt;I head to my corner to seat myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dropped everything,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and turned on the gadgets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I walk towards the ladies to dry myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My heels on tiles, my pace quickening,&lt;br /&gt;I find a familiar rhythm playing through my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My footsteps they seem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to be echoing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wimbo wa, a wimbo weh, a wimbo wa a wimbo weh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahh..&lt;/em&gt; wtf, it's the lion king song!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A wimbo wa, a wimbo weh, a wimbo wa a wimbo weh. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the jungle the mighty jungle the lion sleeps tonight...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How did that happen man. I swear it really does sound like it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Try to listen when you're walking on tiles, your footsteps echoing through the corridor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The footsteps will go, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a wimba wa, a wimba weh a wimbo wa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Okay, I think I'm officially nuts. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RmaGvSNdTOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HQ5lje4_XAo/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072890177179700450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RmaGvSNdTOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HQ5lje4_XAo/s400/7.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/7981022-2345119845763236696?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2345119845763236696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=2345119845763236696&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2345119845763236696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2345119845763236696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/lion-sleeps-tonight.html' title='The Lion Sleeps Tonight'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RmaGvSNdTOI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HQ5lje4_XAo/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6666410541975823849</id><published>2007-06-01T18:00:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T14:33:27.966+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Weekend Pig Bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070981639285804354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rl--7wgojUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5ak4oxhBd54/s400/curry-puff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; feel like making &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;currypuffs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this weekend, because my stomach has been sending naughty signals to my brain saying that they need some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;curry lovin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Mom made some the last time she came here, but that was yonks ago. On the other hand, I'm also planning to go to the coast this weekend remember, so hopefully I'll still be able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;squeeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this in 'cause I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; craving for it. I'm such a fatty! All I can think about is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all the time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was planning to make &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;hotpot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tonight since I've got everything prepared but found out from bigbadwolf that we'll be going for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;buffet at Sofitel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tonight. Yay, I don't mind...that'll be even better! We'll definately pig out and eat &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;our worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope all of you will have a great weekend. This is what I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;look forward to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; every single week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Surfed into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://draonline.org/relapse7.html/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;website and found it really meaningful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hen we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;live and let live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, we don't need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;criticize, judge, or condemn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; others. We have no need to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; them or try and make them conform to our way of thinking. We let others live their own lives and we live ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This simple slogan helps centre us on our own dual recovery and on living our own life &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;in the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; way we know how. Live and let live is one of the keys to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in our lives. When we practice &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;tolerance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in our lives we are liberated to work on &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; issues. When we use this slogan we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; many of the conflicts in our lives and gain the ability to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; new ones before they &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;build&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; into big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It isn't an easy slogan, but it sure is something to ponder about and practice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;curry puff photo from www.fusionview.co.uk&lt;/span&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/7981022-6666410541975823849?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6666410541975823849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6666410541975823849&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6666410541975823849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6666410541975823849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/weekend-pig-bliss.html' title='Weekend Pig Bliss'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rl--7wgojUI/AAAAAAAAAIc/5ak4oxhBd54/s72-c/curry-puff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3472077756475044301</id><published>2007-05-30T21:48:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:57:00.245+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being a Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>My Weakness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Somebody, take that play station away from him already! I no I no heart you! Hahaha, growl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t's been a long day today. I've been in the car all day and walking around the coast for work. So after all the appointments and what nots, we were walking around at Surfers when &lt;em&gt;oh my good gawd&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I saw MNG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :O I didn't know we had MNG here already! It's been so long since I've gone down to the coast. Oh how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;torturous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it was walking pass my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;beloved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; shop and not being able to step into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;halted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as I neared the door step, took a good &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; look at the shop forlornly, walking &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; steps towards it, my heart &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as I was still standing out there, and with all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;will power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I had in me, I quickly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;walked away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and never turned back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T_T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wants to go to the coast with me? I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;neeeeeed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to go. Yes, I need, not want! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home and exclaimed to my cousins next door of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my discovery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. They were telling me how it was so overpriced compared to malaysia (of course &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;) and that there weren't anything special that was catchy to the eye, so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;no loss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, dear shazza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she was just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to make me feel better. I need to go pay them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hehehe&lt;/em&gt;. I can go for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;thai food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too at my favourite restaurant while I'm there. And buy my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;shiseido products as well! Sounds &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;productive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's just that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I shop at MNG, I always manage to find one or two things that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;really really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like, be it a skirt, a jacket, a dress, or even just a fancy top. Throughout the years that I've visited the shops occasionally when I was in melbourne or back in malaysia, I always go home with something I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; love! Maybe not this year when I was back in mal, but you get the drift. Okay I sound like I'm talking about some effed up relationship here but whatever &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This weekend, this weekend... I shalt shop &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to my heart's content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Sounds like a plan? Alrighht! ;D Now if my bank account balance could &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so kindly match&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my shopping drive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070301556984286514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rl1UZwgojTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xdaNXxT0dVE/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Milla Jovovich in MNG's ad. Yes milla, I'm coming already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;p/s: I can't believe I wrote a whole post on this. -_-" I'm such a loser!&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/7981022-3472077756475044301?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3472077756475044301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3472077756475044301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3472077756475044301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3472077756475044301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-weakness.html' title='My Weakness'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rl1UZwgojTI/AAAAAAAAAIU/xdaNXxT0dVE/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1566892427119511534</id><published>2007-05-29T00:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:56:43.509+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being a Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Dear Bigbadwolf,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RlrK_AgojSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KP16jps_TmE/s1600-h/SL7016311+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069587514376359202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RlrK_AgojSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KP16jps_TmE/s400/SL7016311+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Birthday babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's your big day and the time when all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lies in your hands... to boss me around and I can't say no! Just 'cus it's your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day. &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; having such high endurance, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; being there, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all the lunchboxes you've never failed to make every week day, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; being so understanding, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; always not giving up when the going gets tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am sometimes hard to handle, but you know I really cherish &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;every bit of effort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you've put in to compromise and deal with me. Whaddaya know, we aren't so bad after all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you had a great birthday even though it wasn't the best. You're currently enjoying &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;your present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I bought you as I type this out. Not a very &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;smart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; idea since it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;takes away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; alot of the free time I could've actually spent with you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-_-" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I mean time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can spend with me, &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;regrets regrets regrets.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nothing beats &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the grin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on your face as you're playing with all those silly games. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I heart you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; For real. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shaz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wrote this on the twenty-seventh of may, babe's birthday.&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/7981022-1566892427119511534?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1566892427119511534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1566892427119511534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-bigbadwolf.html' title='Dear Bigbadwolf,'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RlrK_AgojSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/KP16jps_TmE/s72-c/SL7016311+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-7709104437334755753</id><published>2007-05-28T20:02:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T23:59:28.970+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Give Me Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tagged by smokish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;5 Things found in your bag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wallet&lt;br /&gt;-mobile&lt;br /&gt;-telfast&lt;br /&gt;-car/house keys&lt;br /&gt;-hair bands and bobby pins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;5 Things found in your purse/wallet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-cash&lt;br /&gt;-cards&lt;br /&gt;-id&lt;br /&gt;-photos&lt;br /&gt;-little notes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;5 Favourite things in your room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-bed&lt;br /&gt;-bolster&lt;br /&gt;-lappy&lt;br /&gt;-photos&lt;br /&gt;-clothes &amp; accessories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;5 Types of human&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jolly good fellow&lt;br /&gt;-whingers&lt;br /&gt;-depressed poop&lt;br /&gt;-angry bulls&lt;br /&gt;-positive peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;5 Things you always wanted to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-travel&lt;br /&gt;-forget&lt;br /&gt;-$hop till I drop&lt;br /&gt;-have no worries&lt;br /&gt;-$ave $ave $ave &amp;amp; $ave up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;5 Things you are currently into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shopping for work clothes/shoes&lt;br /&gt;-chocolates&lt;br /&gt;-mango icecream&lt;br /&gt;-hanging with the gurlies&lt;br /&gt;-food &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0_0"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;✿&lt;/span&gt;Tag who?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My sister, so that she can update her blog &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;Anyone who hasn't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;updated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a while, come on lazy poos ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-7709104437334755753?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7709104437334755753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=7709104437334755753&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7709104437334755753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7709104437334755753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/give-me-five.html' title='Give Me Five'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3976279459804208387</id><published>2007-05-24T22:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T23:30:33.514+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concerts'/><title type='text'>Xtina's Coming to Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/b6c2fb43.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...and I'll be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;going to her concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; woohooo! She's so gorgeous and glammed up now. And her voice is just amazing. I just got the tickets off sweetie's friends today, they were so nice to drop by at work to pass it to me. Thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to the one on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;twentieth july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, darn that'll be after work on a friday night though. I'll probably rush home and change and go straight to the brisbane entertainment centre after. I hope I have time. I think the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wisest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing to do would be to ask bigbadwolf to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;drop us there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;wahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Then I don't have to worry about parking the damn car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm so thrilled!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Jumps jumps jumps with glee.&lt;/em&gt; I bet it's gonna be so awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wonder who else is going? Anyhoo, I'll &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; peeps there! ;D&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/7981022-3976279459804208387?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3976279459804208387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3976279459804208387&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3976279459804208387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3976279459804208387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/xtinas-coming-to-town.html' title='Xtina&apos;s Coming to Town'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-7457317685447815435</id><published>2007-05-22T23:36:00.001+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:55:04.986+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Birthdays'/><title type='text'>It’s been twenty-one years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;this post is dated back to the nineteenth of may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...since I've first lived, breathed and loved. It's the time of my life where I receive the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;golden key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to independence, and with that comes all the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;responsibilities and burden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in life of an adult. But like they say, these are all just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;barriers you've built&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; against yourself if you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to look at life in that light. From this day onwards, I hope I can strive to achieve my dreams, learn to let go of what I can't change or hold onto, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to live and let live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gando BT;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;The more you praise and celebrate your life, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Gando BT;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the more there is in life to celebrate."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~Oprah Winfrey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RlLW2ggojRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0r45Kx7Yfck/s1600-h/SL702392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067348762673319186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RlLW2ggojRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0r45Kx7Yfck/s400/SL702392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For longevity. Family birthday ritual. Thanks baby for making this for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Happy birthday to myself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thank you to my wonderful family and my dearest friends for always &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;being there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me. Me lub you long time. Oh and thanks for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; making me finish the jug. Everyone took turns drinking with me from the jug, hehe I love you gurls. Thanks for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the gifts and the cakes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/12409f14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/5f766d7e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/d5fceebe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/eb2b8245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/ba6f7c62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1a622033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/16c9833d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/ca97d642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The next day, all thirteen of us went to my favourite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;korean barbeque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; restaurant to eat. We ordered so much we didn't end up finishing all the dishes. We probably ordered all the main dishes in the menu since there were so many growling stomaches around. It was really awesome though, I've been missing my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ox tongue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for quite sometime now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The day after, my my fake god brother decided to shout me dinner. He wanted to surprise me, and boy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;was I surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When I got to suncrop restaurant, he had ordered lobsters, lobster sashimi, crabs, prawns and oysters. I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;allergic to seafood damnit!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Not all of it, oysters are fine so I ended up finishing the dozens of oysters myself while I watched the others glut over their yummy seafood. ;( Nice move 'brada', &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bigbadwolf had the time of his life while I sat there eating the same thing over and over again. &lt;em&gt;Hehehe&lt;/em&gt; okay okay, after that we ordered more stuff for myself. It wasn't that bad, it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the thought that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Anyways, all the best and have a safe flight when you leave this weekend, thanks for the dinner. Hope all goes well for you in your new life back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bigbadwolf's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is up next this weekend, hopefully this time round we'll have an even more carefree and enjoyable time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;p/s: thanks for all the calls, messages, and testimonials :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-7457317685447815435?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7457317685447815435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=7457317685447815435&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7457317685447815435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7457317685447815435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-been-twenty-one-years.html' title='It’s been twenty-one years'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RlLW2ggojRI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0r45Kx7Yfck/s72-c/SL702392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-755729042429863599</id><published>2007-05-13T19:12:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:35:10.867+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Festivals'/><title type='text'>To My Dearest Mummy,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...to the most beautiful, selfless woman in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You taught me to be patient, to love, and to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for being my friend, my teacher, my girlfriend, my counsellor, my walking cookbook, my bitching buddy, a great listener and for always being there for me even though we are so far apart. I don't know how, but you still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;manage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to do all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;supermom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I can't wait to see you soon in october. I hope you have a great one today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;your awesome daughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-755729042429863599?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/755729042429863599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=755729042429863599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/755729042429863599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/755729042429863599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-my-dearest-mummy.html' title='To My Dearest Mummy,'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5888086189429840744</id><published>2007-05-12T03:51:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:55:42.824+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Kanny's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I know this is really late, but what the heck at least I'm catching up &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. Since I'm not out tonight I might as well blog before I start slacking again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;anny's birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was on the 14th of April, so her beloved boyfriend organised a party for her at Echoes as we always do, but this time in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;vip room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The room was filled with so many people, and although the room is massive, it was still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;packed to the core.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; There were alot of people we didnt know of as well since we only just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;got back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from nz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning it felt a little weird because it was so packed and everyone was so &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;far apart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from one another. After some time, most of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people left and it was back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cozy, crazy, catching up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was so awesome making Kanny drink since she's always the one making sure everyone gets &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;smashed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on their birthdays &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Pay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time hunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was twelve am, Kanny did the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;traditional bottoms up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with the jug, but towards the end all of us helped out. She was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; officially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; drunk. She wasn't alone though, we were all pissed since it's been ages since we drank together again, it felt really really awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;quite remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; when we took the groupie piccies, but oh well. :p It was a great night. Happy birthday baby girl, I love you long time. Hope you had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;as much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as we did woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanny, Janet, yours truly, Cathy and Ashley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSSQZt8fwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Dg3zlssLjC4/s1600-h/1129805548.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063332691550437122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSSQZt8fwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Dg3zlssLjC4/s400/1129805548.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photo. Not sure what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;lit up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bigbadwolf's eyes &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSYSpt8fyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uvwu2aptMb0/s1600-h/1129805558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063339327274909474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSYSpt8fyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/uvwu2aptMb0/s400/1129805558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanny baby trying to finish the jug one cup by one cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSYz5t8fzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/S-1uc-kSJJ8/s1600-h/SL702117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063339898505559858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSYz5t8fzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/S-1uc-kSJJ8/s400/SL702117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look pretty pissed &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. It was good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSX8pt8fxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HxZJi9FN_vQ/s1600-h/1129805549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063338949317787410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSX8pt8fxI/AAAAAAAAAHc/HxZJi9FN_vQ/s400/1129805549.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanny finishing up, and then trying hard to blow the candle out. That's Francis holding her up &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSZRpt8f0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/u4WfAe1_Chg/s1600-h/SL702118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063340409606668098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSZRpt8f0I/AAAAAAAAAH0/u4WfAe1_Chg/s400/SL702118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSZuZt8f1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/SLUKqLZCLeQ/s1600-h/SL702121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063340903527907154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSZuZt8f1I/AAAAAAAAAH8/SLUKqLZCLeQ/s400/SL702121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, thanks for some of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;piccies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ashley babe! I dunno what to do for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;my birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; next week. Every year we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;try not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; celebrate our birthdays at ktvs but we always end up doing so just because it's so convenient! I'll start &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;brainstorming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but if I get lazy, &lt;em&gt;bah..&lt;/em&gt; it'll be just wherever or whatever then &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Any ideas peeps? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Brainstorm with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7981022-5888086189429840744?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5888086189429840744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=5888086189429840744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5888086189429840744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5888086189429840744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/kannys-birthday.html' title='Kanny&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RkSSQZt8fwI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Dg3zlssLjC4/s72-c/1129805548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-2953671739974197099</id><published>2007-05-11T00:52:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T06:57:38.015+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;he week has passed by so quickly, it's weekend again after work tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;Woohoo&lt;/em&gt;, it's time to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;partae partae&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; again! I'm so gonna&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; make the most out of it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;hehehe&lt;/em&gt;. No more hanging at home and sleeping too much. No more dramas and no more being miss lazy poo. &lt;em&gt;I better not speak too soon hehe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully for this weekend, I'll be able to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;conquer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; watching Spiderman 3, go out and partae with the gurlies, play mahjong and go to the city for once! Who's going to the &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reiji dance party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow? I'm still thinking about it, but I'm not too sure where everyone is heading to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I see you gurlies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soon in less than 24 hour's time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;/edited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;straight after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dinner when I got back home from work. So much for try to have a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;social life &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;again. -_-" I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;jolted up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; just before midnight in shock. I dreamt that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;slept through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the whole weekend and forgot to partae! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tomorrow, tomorrow it'll definately be different. &lt;em&gt;Just you wait.&lt;/em&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;grr.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-2953671739974197099?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2953671739974197099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=2953671739974197099&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2953671739974197099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/2953671739974197099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1007063126878484677</id><published>2007-05-07T17:35:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:39:01.060+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I Scream, You Scream, We all Scream for Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast Wednesday, we finally caught hold of the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; ice cream truck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after weeks of waiting impatiently for it. It only comes every fortnight and for some reason we always manage to miss it, argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sell homemade ice creams, and our all-time favourite is the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;natural bowen mango bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Bigbadwolf and I were at the midst of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;wrestling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; each other for the loo when we both paused to hear the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ringing sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the ice cream truck. Without asking, he ran upstairs for the wallet, chucked it down, and I rushed out of the house bare feet running like a psycho biatch towards the ice cream truck. It's about time we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;got hold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the ice cream man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice cream man was just about to leave! &lt;em&gt;Phew&lt;/em&gt;. If we had missed him again I would've been so cut. I bought three whole boxes just so I’d have&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; enough supply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if I ever miss it again, &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. It’s really that good. I even forgot I had to wee wee &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rj6xsJt8fuI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OEtuWpR_H74/s1600-h/SL702259+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061678403292004066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rj6xsJt8fuI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OEtuWpR_H74/s400/SL702259+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rj6xsZt8fvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2M8q19LIP6E/s1600-h/CIMG0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061678407586971378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rj6xsZt8fvI/AAAAAAAAAHM/2M8q19LIP6E/s400/CIMG0577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 boxes = 60 mango ice creams = satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a good thing we caught the ice cream man this time, I definitely needed all that ice cream for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;long weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Labour day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today woohoo, that gives us an extra day of pure relaxation. I feel like swimming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm so lazy to leave the house. I want to watch Spiderman 3 &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm so lazy to leave the house. I feel like Antarctic Circle's hotpot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm so lazy to leave the house. &lt;em&gt;Oh dear&lt;/em&gt;, what am I going to do with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last weekend was pretty packed. Ruby came back for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to celebrate her boi's birthday, my Sydney cousin, Steph and her boyfriend Taro came over for the weekend as well for a friends wedding. We practically ate out for the whole weekend. So much for trying to be health conscious hey. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-_-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh damnit.&lt;/em&gt; I just ran out of Optus dial up credit. We can't get ADSL2 due to some pair gain line connection we have for our house, damnit! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Need.adsl.at.home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;growl!!&lt;/em&gt; Will do something about it soon. Okay I'll post this up when I go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;next door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since I gotta help bigbadwolf send something out, see ya later alligator!&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/7981022-1007063126878484677?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1007063126878484677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1007063126878484677&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1007063126878484677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1007063126878484677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-scream-you-scream-we-all-scream-for.html' title='I Scream, You Scream, We all Scream for Ice Cream'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Rj6xsJt8fuI/AAAAAAAAAHE/OEtuWpR_H74/s72-c/SL702259+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3416165672362075233</id><published>2007-04-28T23:27:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:03:30.174+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Hi Cupcake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;This post was written on thursday night. Didn't get to posting it since I wrote this half way and fell asleep. -_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; know I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;haven't been updating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for awhile now. Work is eating into my leisure time, now I really cherish all the free times I had lazing at home, hanging out with the girls, drinking like there's no tomorrow and just doing absolutely nothing at all. Weekend is coming soon yippee, that’ll be a good rest from my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;early mornings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bed time curfews&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've set for myself. Shireen’s like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;“sis, you’re sleeping so much earlier compared to me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I can’t help it, I really need my sleep to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;entirely energized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the next day. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually sleep at around 10.30pm and wake up at 7am. Everything is such a &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; now. It’s working time from morning till the evening, a refreshing shower and then dinner time when I get back home, lazing and watching telly after, then it’s bed time again already. 0_0 Time sure passes by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes all the post office, banking and everything else you can only do during working time. I still haven’t applied for my debit card! It’s so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;inconvenient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; not having a card you can use online. Work has been great, everyone is so nice and extremely helpful. I feel &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more at ease&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now although I’ve still got so much to learn and catch up on. &lt;em&gt;Ah&lt;/em&gt;, I have faith!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s it was&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; Anzac day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last wednesday, Bigbadwolf and I went to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the city for barbeque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with the girls and boys. It was at Francis and Dan's cousin's apartment. The barbeque area was really big, and it was next to the swimming pools. We had the place booked till 4pm but ended up leaving at 5 instead &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Francis' mom makes really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;scrumptious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; food. What can I say, she's &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;malaysian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;ain't no wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. We had hokkien mee and beehun, kish, bbq chicken etc and jelly and fruits. After the bbq, we headed back to their apartment to hang around for abit before we left. I had to leave early since I had work the next day. The others all stayed for more fun boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janet, Cathy, Rachel and I. Everyone else was in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6Ppt8foI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pp-RRKRA6s8/s1600-h/SL702175.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058450847038209666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6Ppt8foI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pp-RRKRA6s8/s320/SL702175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6Ppt8fpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yvXYYzDCDGY/s1600-h/SL702190.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058450847038209682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6Ppt8fpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yvXYYzDCDGY/s320/SL702190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ast night I fell asleep after dinner when I was suppose to go for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;coffee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with Sally, Fiona and Ling. -_-" Hope you girls didn't have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;too much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; without me &lt;em&gt;hehe&lt;/em&gt;. I woke up later to get ready to go to Echoes with the cousins and some friends. Woohoo, weekend bliss. And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not enough sleep + fatigue + alcohol = getting dizzy pretty quickly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've still got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;three more cartons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of clothes to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;unpack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I feel so lazy aiya. My Sydney cousins are coming next weekend so oh man, I've got to drag my sorry ass and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;spring clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, clear away the cartons that are still sitting in the upstairs living room and clear out my wardrobe. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Somebody, come help the baby! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; declare today as &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cuppycake day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've been dying to eat some cakes for awhile now and thought I'd bake some instead. We went for our usual weekly grocery shopping and I bought everything that was needed. It only took about an hour or so and then &lt;em&gt;taadah&lt;/em&gt;, all done! I know I'm so childish, I topped it up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;chocolate fudge and fairy sprinkles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Yumm tumms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuppycakes left to cool &amp;amp; Bigbadwolf chowing down. The cupcake looks &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soo tiny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; next to bigbadwolf! Thanks for the occasional brekky and preparing my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;everyday lunch box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; without complaints. :) Here's a lil silly treat for you &lt;s&gt;cupcake&lt;/s&gt; sweetie poo, mwah! &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6P5t8fqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TGl5iXexjUc/s1600-h/SL702216.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058450851333176994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6P5t8fqI/AAAAAAAAAGk/TGl5iXexjUc/s320/SL702216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6QJt8fsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LP7xou-bg2o/s1600-h/SL702250.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058450855628144322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6QJt8fsI/AAAAAAAAAG0/LP7xou-bg2o/s320/SL702250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6ypt8ftI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nmDXpw2jjJ8/s1600-h/SL702252.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058451448333631186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6ypt8ftI/AAAAAAAAAG8/nmDXpw2jjJ8/s320/SL702252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6P5t8frI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uKyvprgF6kA/s1600-h/SL702228.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058450851333177010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6P5t8frI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uKyvprgF6kA/s320/SL702228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wee&lt;/em&gt;... I'm done for the day. My turn to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;go gobble down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; some now, see ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3416165672362075233?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3416165672362075233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3416165672362075233&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3416165672362075233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3416165672362075233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/catching-up.html' title='Hi Cupcake!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RjM6Ppt8foI/AAAAAAAAAGU/pp-RRKRA6s8/s72-c/SL702175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4622406076293329126</id><published>2007-04-19T08:35:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:56:26.768+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being a Girl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Roar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'m so&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; pissed off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; One of the smaller boxes arrived yesterday and it's been opened up by customs for their routine checks. That's definately reasonable, but thing is they left us a note stating that they took away my pink Gucci Envy Me perfume and the fairy Anna Sui one because they are listed under &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;dangerous goods!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Far out how dangerous can perfumes get, &lt;em&gt;arghhh &lt;/em&gt;I am so mad. Don't they sell duty free perfumes on airplanes? What the hell is wrong with mine? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Screw you customs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;n a happier note, we went to Echoes last night to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;catch up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with the crew. We had our gurlie bonding, ate their kick ass yummy calamari rings and fried chikin, sang our hearts out and boozed as always. It was great to drink beer again after all the wine with Cherry and Janet, feels so refreshing. :P I heart beer with plums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RiavWoJKeHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4nKe5ZVniSA/s1600-h/AshJanetShazSylvia3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054920435037796466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RiavWoJKeHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4nKe5ZVniSA/s400/AshJanetShazSylvia3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;A piccie of us after we arrived. Kanny, Cherry and the boys not in the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;esterday was really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;productive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I went on a massive shopping spree in garden city for working clothes, and boi was it fruitful! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Now I am officially broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Bigbadwolf was absolutely horrified by the way I shopped. I had stacks of clothes hung onto my hands two minutes after I arrived in the shop, and bigbadwolf kept &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shooing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; away into the fitting room before I could pick up s'more and do anymore damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, the clock was ticking away and I was only half an hour away to closing time &lt;em&gt;hehehe&lt;/em&gt;. I'm still waiting for more clothes my beloved mummy and sis bought for me from Malaysia, thanks guys! My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;eyes kept wandering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; off to clothes that weren't even close to working clothes, and bigbadwolf sure did a helluva good job curbing me from going off target. -_- Men! &lt;em&gt;grrr&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; can't believe I'm blogging &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at this hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the day. I woke up at seven thirty with only a few hours' sleep. I lazed on the couch watching E and decided I might as well blog instead. I think I've got insomnia. I have been waking up so early these days its so not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf's been a sweetie helping me out with my water intake by nonchantly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;shoving a cup of water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in my face from time to time whenever he remembers. This way that makes two times more water consumption for me since I'll drink when I remember and when he remembers. Get the math? Doesn't really make sense &lt;em&gt;eh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. Never you mind. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying really hard to keep to one of my new year's resolution which is to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; try to be healthier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I've switched from buying milo to wheat drinks. I try to stick tofu into most of our meals, have more greens and fruits, make more vege soups, give up cocopops for healthier cereals, have one teaspoon less of sugar everytime I make something to drink and trying to keep to all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm inadvertedly thinking that this can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;make up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for the boozing, my love for meat and lychee drinks. -_-" At least I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;starting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; somewhere right? Wish us luck guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ria7aoJKeII/AAAAAAAAAGE/ysTZ9agkioA/s1600-h/BabyJS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054933697896806530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ria7aoJKeII/AAAAAAAAAGE/ysTZ9agkioA/s400/BabyJS.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ria8nYJKeJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tHdH2ZOjbck/s1600-h/SL702130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054935016451766418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/Ria8nYJKeJI/AAAAAAAAAGM/tHdH2ZOjbck/s400/SL702130.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/7981022-4622406076293329126?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4622406076293329126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4622406076293329126&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4622406076293329126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4622406076293329126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/roar.html' title='Roar!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RiavWoJKeHI/AAAAAAAAAF8/4nKe5ZVniSA/s72-c/AshJanetShazSylvia3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4394852373029278679</id><published>2007-04-16T02:47:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T03:46:19.578+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Alil bit of this, alil bit 'a that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t's been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;a week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since I've left Christchurch, time passes by so quickly. Our 100kgs of boxes haven't arrived yet, I hope it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; out there, fingers crossed! I've been busy catching up with friends, unpacking and settling down, reading and reading, playing mahjong to relax instead of drinking, and shopping for working clothes and shoes. &lt;em&gt;Omg&lt;/em&gt;, I'm gonna go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bankrupt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from shopping so much! Where do you gurls usually shop for working clothes besides CUE? Will nail that one soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been cooking in alot, and we did &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;korean bbq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at home with our mini hot plate burner, it was so mini and cute but so damn inconvenient for four people! We didn't have the proper hot plate, it was the one with thin long holes on it, so the chicken pieces kept falling inside since it was abit shredded! Other than that, everything else worked out fine and damn, it was delicious! We combined the hoi sin, chili and satay sauce together for the meat and it tasted pretty good! I was too impatient to take photos since I was so hungry while we were preparing. Maybe next time, I'll show you how cute the little burner is &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should sign up for adsl soon, dialup is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;killing me softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It's so freaking slow! I probably won't be updating as much anymore until I get adsl. Tomorrow's another day filled with lotsa errands. Gotta go pick up my pants since I got it altered, head to garden city for &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shopping and stock up on whatever's needed in the house and clean up. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I think I've smsed and called quite a few people but many have complained of not receiving any. I think something's wrong with my line, I should switch to plan soon. So if any of you still haven't heard from me, sms or call me! Maybe it's just my phone acting up again, sorry. Usually I think it's fine though, otherwise I think everyone else is just bs-ing me hey. 0_o"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-4394852373029278679?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4394852373029278679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4394852373029278679&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4394852373029278679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4394852373029278679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/alil-bit-of-this-alil-bit-that.html' title='Alil bit of this, alil bit &apos;a that.'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3836584499184933658</id><published>2007-04-12T20:46:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:57:46.009+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home &amp; Klub Kandy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So there is Hope after all :) Taken on the way back home from Christchurch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;t wasn't april fools, I'm really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;back to Brisvegas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for good! &lt;em&gt;Wahoo&lt;/em&gt;, I'm so happy to be back here with bigbadwolf. Finally secured a job over here (thank god, and thanks to my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;sweetangel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!), bye bye to Christchurch! I miss all the new friends I've made there though, they were all so nice and very very sweet and friendly! Thanks for all the farewell parties organised. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we were keeping mum about it since bigbadwolf wanted to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all his friends as he hadn't been back for almost two whole years. Hopefully we'll settle down pretty soon and that everything will go as smoothly as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us met up at &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Klub Kandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to catch up, I had a great time with all the girlies. There were sexy dancers on the podiums too &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Most of the guys were literally looking up concentrating on the dancers shaking their booties and salivating. It was so packed, I've never seen the vip queue so so long! Ooh, I also bumped into my&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; high school besties,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that was such an awesome coincidence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voluptious sexy dancers on the move. Cherryone and Devilishaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crew, so glad to see you gurlies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol, alcoholics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashie and Aily with the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1106625039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702096.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out thart perky ass! Cute yenno and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My high school gurls, Monique and Monica. Jessica, Kanny, Ashley and yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL702112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1106625006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love you gurlies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3836584499184933658?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3836584499184933658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3836584499184933658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3836584499184933658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3836584499184933658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/home-sweet-home-klub-kandy.html' title='Home Sweet Home &amp; Klub Kandy'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6184519060431516696</id><published>2007-04-03T21:26:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T00:07:43.070+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Our Destiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RhJDIT_9uWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xh0iRhJ6-9g/s1600-h/CIMG4710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049171942322321762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RhJDIT_9uWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xh0iRhJ6-9g/s400/CIMG4710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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 align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;early two years ago while I was still in Tainan, I had to make a trip to Taipei to get my passport renewed. I met up with an old girl friend of mine who used to reside in Brisbane. We were having brunch in Sogo when we came up with the idea of going to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; visit a fortune teller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Generally, we didn’t have any major problems but we were both curious to know what the fortune teller had to say about us. It would be a nice change from the tarot readers in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished with our food, we went on our way to the fortune teller. Boy it sure was one hot sunny day. We had to cross a bridge, go through a few traffic lights, walk through little passageways, walked past plenty of shops before we finally got to an old strip of shop lots where the fortune teller was situated. I tried to catch my breath and slow down my breathing pace as we walked into the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a rundown little shop that looked like it was around for decades. We were greeted by two amicable elderly women and my friend started conversing in Taiwanese with them. Their voices trailed away as I scanned the shop, and my eyes rested on an old, grim looking man seated before a wooden table. He looked up and stared straight back at me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;his eyes piercing into mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; He looked so menacing and cold. He then closed his eyes and turned away, chanting to himself as he tapped his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes, one of the ladies directed us to the table as I expected, and my friend decided that I should go first. Every time the fortune teller asked a question, my friend answered as they were speaking in Taiwanese and I couldn’t understand. He then asked to speak to me personally and my friend explained that I didn’t know how. He exclaimed infuriatingly how insulting it was for a Taiwanese not to know how to speak one’s own language and that I should be ashamed of myself. I looked at him horrified, and retorted that I wasn’t even a Taiwanese to begin with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guessing game of my origin then began. He started off with Hong Kong first, then China, then Singapore only to see me shaking my head in reply. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;“Shouldn’t he know where I’m from since he is a fortune teller?”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I thought to myself in disbelief. I then answered that I was originally from Malaysia, not Singapore. He proceeded to ask for my &lt;em&gt;ba zhi &lt;/em&gt;(date of birth, time of birth etc.), took a quick look at my right palm, and then moved his thumb from finger to finger, counting away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He proceeded to tell me about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the five elements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; according to his book and which one I was, and then shook his head and proclaimed what a disaster my life was. My friend was jotting down everything furiously on a paper as he continued to talk. According to him, my health was a concern, my love life was a mess, my studies and careers wouldn’t go smoothly, and my family, oh I can’t even bring myself to type it out. Practically speaking, there was no more meaning to my life and I really have nothing to look forward to at all. He paused to look at my reaction. I looked at him intently. I was totally flabbergasted, my palms were sweating, my friend was looking at me sympathetically, and the fortune teller, well he was still waiting for my reaction. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I was just…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;fucking horrified! 0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then smiled and started talking. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Fortunately, with the changes that had happened in your life, it's not going to be so bad after all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Phew&lt;/em&gt;, you got me there Mister. He mentioned about the major moves I have made moving from different continents, the moves from different houses, and then the little accidents I had such as spraining my knee or ankle, the importance of having godparents, and ecetera that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;curbed the bad destiny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would have had to face. Most of the things he said was pretty much general and the others, I shall not reveal &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically to sum it up, my love life and health would be alright after all, my studies and career wouldn’t end up so bad, and that my family would still be tight knitted. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-_-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Looks like I’m back to square one with not much answers ei. The only important thing he mentioned was that there’d still be many changes and moves I’d have to make in my life and that it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;would be necessary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and be a good thing for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend was up next and he discussed about her life the&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; same pattern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as he did for me, starting off with all the extremely horrible stuff you can never imagine before ending with all the oh-so-good things. Apparently later on, I heard from many other friends who had gone to see him that they all had to endure&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; painful discussion, and most of them reckons that he probably does it to all the people. That’s not very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've forgotten &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;most of the stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he said. He mentioned that I'd definately go back to see him a year later with so much confidence. Well did I? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I think we're all better off not knowing what lies before us. It's alright for some guidance, but basically our life changes according to the different paths we choose to walk in life. To me I think that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;your life is in your own hands, you change your own destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Most asians also say that the lines on our palms change every five years as well. Does it really? It sure is something to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;What do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RhI-fT_9uTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3g8BhCWGsxs/s1600-h/SL701976cop12y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049166839901174066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RhI-fT_9uTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/3g8BhCWGsxs/s400/SL701976cop12y.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/7981022-6184519060431516696?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6184519060431516696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6184519060431516696&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6184519060431516696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6184519060431516696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/our-destiny.html' title='Our Destiny'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RhJDIT_9uWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Xh0iRhJ6-9g/s72-c/CIMG4710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1697964038095035528</id><published>2007-04-02T22:36:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:19:33.631+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>Stabbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Stabbed by yenyen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bold&lt;/strong&gt; the statements that are true to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Italise&lt;/em&gt; the statements that you WISH are true.&lt;br /&gt;Leave the Fibs alone.&lt;br /&gt;Then, stab 3 people to do the same test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not watch tv these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (not all the time though)&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm totally smart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now.&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller ID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (occasionally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy window shopping. (that's tortorous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (hate is a pretty strong word, dislike yes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother. (no way!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allergic to anything. ;(seafood)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would die for my best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with girls&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (when I was in uni)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (not ridiculously ridiculously &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies. (nooo!!)&lt;br /&gt;I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (ok no dirty thoughts peeps, only german fritz, they rule!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love kisses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I fall for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner. (essential, but still can do without &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can whistle. (I can't for nuts -_-)&lt;br /&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither. (like wat?)&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse. ;(i want to!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with. (i hope it doesnt happen)&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I cosplay or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex. (but i like all my gurlies ,not just one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love being happy &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I stab: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;All. of. you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-1697964038095035528?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1697964038095035528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1697964038095035528&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1697964038095035528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1697964038095035528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/stabbed.html' title='Stabbed'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-6316919237636853994</id><published>2007-04-01T00:58:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:14:59.213+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Happy April Fools Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;'ve finally found a job in brisbane and will be moving back for good, &lt;em&gt;woohoo&lt;/em&gt;! I'm in cloud nine baby! This is too good to be true! Bye bye new zealand, hellooo brisvegas, I'm coming back to you! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Fact or myth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Happy april fools peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Hehehe&lt;/em&gt;, I've been pranked twice by my lil coussie with her fake sob stories and about her papa dearest. Oh boi, I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;such a loser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;. To think I was so sympathetic! Anyhoo, what did I do today? I was surfing online and reading up on stupid pranks that have been pulled over the years at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.museumofhoaxes.com/hoax/aprilfool/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;museum of hoaxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one where &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;burger king&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; advertised in the papers introducing whopper burgers for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;left handed peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in America in 1998. According to the advertisement, the new whopper included the same ingredients as the original whopper (lettuce, tomato, hamburger patty, etc.), but all the condiments were rotated 180 degrees for the benefit of their left-handed customers and that the sauce &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;drips off from the right side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Pretty handy? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No, pretty stupid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I can't believe people fell for it, and the right handers were requesting for their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;very own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; special right handed burgers as well, &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the other one in 1996 where virgin cola announced that in the interest of consumer safety it had integrated a new technology into its cans. When the cola &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;passed its sell-by date&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the liquid would react with the metal in the can, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;turning the can itself bright blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Virgin warned that consumers should therefore avoid purchasing all blue cans. The joke was that back then, Pepsi had only recently unveiled its newly designed cans and they were bright blue. &lt;em&gt;Hahaha&lt;/em&gt;, this one was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pull any pranks or been pranked by anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today? I hope I wasn't the only loser around. ;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/7981022-6316919237636853994?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6316919237636853994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=6316919237636853994&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6316919237636853994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/6316919237636853994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-april-fools-day.html' title='Happy April Fools Day!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3448032720814472379</id><published>2007-03-29T21:48:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:32:23.463+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><title type='text'>Market Square Burnt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; can't believe most of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Market Square has been burnt down!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I got the news when I heard my phone beeped, it was a message from cherry asking me if I wanted to start a new business with her, &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Damn! Sunnybank's never gonna be the same again without Market Square on the go! And like what Sally has said, where's the crowd gonna head to next? What a shocker. &lt;em&gt;Aw&lt;/em&gt;, looks like things are gonna be diff if I head back to brissie. ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's a video uploaded in youtube I got from Ruby, whoa that was quick. I think one of her friends was armed with a cam. Looks like the fire started from Yuen's, then spreaded across the whole strip. Hope no one was harmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcZDmdBDnKU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qcZDmdBDnKU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;comments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; started pouring in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"I think little taipei's boss is gonna be very very very happy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"holy crap go on fire so quick la....pok gai ar...apparently they didnt use much water to put out the fire coz of water restrictions..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"fucking crazy ar... my favourite shop is gone.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"i am sure my favorite restaurant is going to raise the price after they rebuild it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"feel so sorry for the boss of my favourite restaurant,we were eating there, now it's all gone... didn't even have a pic..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Man I always get my seaweed chips there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/em&gt;, Ruby and I were laughing our asses off as we exchanged infos on what our friends commented on. Some people are just so hilarious. Oh man, I really liked Malaya though! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-3448032720814472379?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3448032720814472379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=3448032720814472379&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3448032720814472379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/3448032720814472379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/market-square-burnt.html' title='Market Square Burnt'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-7331094345579377942</id><published>2007-03-28T22:22:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T14:23:22.076+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Helpless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RgpiWj_9uPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lwVe0GbMKKc/s1600-h/thumb_flex-1170212657376815_file.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046954472182233330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RgpiWj_9uPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/lwVe0GbMKKc/s400/thumb_flex-1170212657376815_file.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hen you left to go on your journey to the other side of the world, your purpose was to find your happiness and to fulfill and satisfy that emptiness inside you. You wanted to improve the way you were, you wanted to become a better person. But really, I think otherwise now. You are so selfish that all you can think about is yourself. It doesn’t worry you that the people around you care for you and miss you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When they talk to you, they want to find out how you’re doing and if you’re happy and living well. Whereas for you, you’re just happy to talk about yourself every single damn minute and not even have the decency to ask about them till the conversation ends. I find it hard to respect you when you can’t even respect them. Honestly, you don’t even give a damn. You’re insensitive to their feelings and you don’t even give a flying fuck whether they get hurt in the process. All you care about is attaining your happiness, period. You don’t honour them, and you disregard what I try to tell you. Instead, you shoot me straight in the head before you even fucking think of why I’d say such a thing to you. Do I even benefit from what I said to you in our conversation? Do I not get hurt talking to you that way? How can you assume that I’m merely angry just because things weren’t going my way, and if it was, then I’d be full of praise for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know what? You’re not only selfish, but you’re extremely arrogant. You can preach all you want, you can do whatever shit you’re doing, but I’m telling you, you’re still that fucking same selfish and stubborn bastard. What do you mean when you said you offered to let them visit you and it’s their problem if they can’t get there? You act as if we should just bow down to you like you were one of the gods. Look just how pompous you are from the way you talk. You assume we’re trying to make it harder for you when you don’t even know how hard it is for us. We try to understand you, we give in to every changes and decisions you make, we explain when people misinterpret what you do, we answer to continuous questions, yet you’re still over there, still so full of yourself, and making stupid assumptions about us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You can try to save the world, but you can’t even fucking help yourself. Life is all about multitasking. You try to earn a living to live, you try to achieve happiness to have fulfillment, you try to love and respect those that love you and brought you up, and you try to live life to the fullest so that you can turn back without any regrets. That’s life. For you, when you try to achieve happiness, you forget about the others just because it’s more conducive for you. I hope you wake up one day and find it in yourself to make it up to those that you owe it to. I know life isn’t about satisfying the needs of others, but they aren’t even asking much from you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is only natural that they look forward to seeing you with open arms. And what are you doing? You’re standing afar pointing fingers, breaking their hearts inadvertently as you walk away from them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-7331094345579377942?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7331094345579377942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7331094345579377942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-your-information.html' title='Helpless'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-7084746334837181345?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7084746334837181345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7084746334837181345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-visual-dna.html' title='My Visual DNA'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1245688499089241621</id><published>2007-03-27T00:34:00.003+12:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:47:08.062+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just For Laughs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Just Being a Girl'/><title type='text'>Silly Love Questionnaires</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Candy Heart Says "First Kiss"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/first-kiss.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine's Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: friendly and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: cynics who don't believe in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you're hot: you always keep the romance alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 align="middle" style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;You Are 50% Extrovert, 50% Introvert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertorintrovertquiz/middle.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're a bit outgoing, a bit reserved&lt;br /&gt;Like most people, you enjoy being social&lt;br /&gt;But you also value the time you have alone&lt;br /&gt;You have struck a good balance!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanextrovertorintrovertquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Are You An &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 align="middle" style="color:#f8e8ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;What Your Underwear Says About You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color:#fcf3ff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/underwear.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When you're bad, you're very bad. And when you're good, you're still trouble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're comfortable in your own skin - and don't care to impress anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/theunderwearoracle/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Underwear Oracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 align="middle" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Love Element Is Metal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/metal.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In love, you inspire and respect your partner.&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is all about fusing together for one incredible life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You attract others with wit and a bit of flash.&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style is defined by making others want and value you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greatness and optimism are the cornerstones of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may let go too easily, but you never get weighed down by your past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You connect best with: Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avoid: Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and another Metal element: will control and smother each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatelementisyourlovequiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Element Is Your Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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 align="middle" style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Seduction Style: Prized Object&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color:#fffafa;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/prized-object.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The seduction game you play is tried, true, and still effective: hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;You know that the best seducers turn the tables - and get their crush to seduce them.&lt;br /&gt;The one running has the power, and you're a challenge that is worth the chase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a master of enticing and pulling back. Giving a little and taking some away.&lt;br /&gt;You are controlled enough to know rewards come after a long seduction dance.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you want to call, email, or say "I love you" first - you don't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your style is the perfect mix of hot and cold - so much so that you have many suitors.&lt;br /&gt;Think Holly Golightly from Breakfast at Tiffany's ... or any of those creepy guys from the Bachelor. You're skilled at inspiring a chase. The real test is picking the person to slow down for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofseducerareyouquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What Kind of Seducer Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7981022-1245688499089241621?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1245688499089241621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1245688499089241621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1245688499089241621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1245688499089241621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/silly-love-questionnaires.html' title='Silly Love Questionnaires'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-5382661793423361857</id><published>2007-03-26T19:57:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T12:02:58.528+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Partyanimals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clubs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;oohoo, I'm &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; these days! Finally the day is coming soon! I'm not gonna reveal what's going on just yet until everything is fully confirmed, otherwise it's gonna be such a big disappointment. So edgy and excited. :) I hope everything follows through, just waiting for good news now. I'm walking on air, &lt;em&gt;grins&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;Wee&lt;/em&gt;, this is so so amazing &lt;em&gt;bwahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've been going out &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;catching up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with friends and boozing as usual. We seem to be going to Iconic alot, &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Ooh we've been to the korean karaoke twice too. It's called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Christchurch Idol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, how tacky. :p The songs there are very very outdated, but the soju and the free room charges (thanks to ken) keeps us going. They have this drink where they mix &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;soju with yakult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It doesn't even taste alcoholic at all, more like sprite with yakult. But after quite a few jugs, whoa.. it hits you straight in the head &lt;em&gt;haha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL701886.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/SL701879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I've been busy watching the new season of the simpsons, which we conveniently downloaded off the net. I've also conquered all episodes of my name is earl, some hongkie movies, wild hogs, 300, and the illusionist. I'm turning into a movie buff. -_-" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;The illusionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is awesome, i loved it! If you haven't watched it, go do yourself a favour and check it out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;p/s: btw, are the songs on my website annoying the shit outta anyone yet? :p you can tell me to switch it off if it's getting unbearable aight.&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/7981022-5382661793423361857?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5382661793423361857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=5382661793423361857&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5382661793423361857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/5382661793423361857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-7025678323565768406</id><published>2007-03-21T00:09:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T13:38:01.939+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Salmon Overdose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;s we left on our journey back home from Queenstown to Christchurch, I felt really bored and restless sitting in the car for so long, bum bum &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so sore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;la, hehehe&lt;/em&gt;. Thankfully just as we were about to make a pit stop for some fresh air, we chanced upon a sign that read, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;“Salmons sold here”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Woohoo, awesome baby! We quickly made a u-turn and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;stopped by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to have a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turned out to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Salmon farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where they reared freshwater salmons. I got pretty excited knowing the fact that we’d be having our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;own supply of salmon sashimis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at home that could last us for quite abit. They were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too compared to the ones that were sold in the supermarket. It was around twelve dollars ninety cents per kilo for one whole fish, alot dearer if you wanted them to cut it for you of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the &lt;a href="http://www.salmon.org.nz/aboutsalmon.shtml/" target="_blank"&gt;salmon farm&lt;/a&gt; began by collecting eggs and milt from captive broodstock, incubating the fertilised eggs in a freshwater hatchery, and rearing the newly hatched fry for a further six to twelve months. The young smolts are then transferred to larger cages or ponds where they are reared for the remainder of their lives. Fish remain there in captivity for two to three years, and are typically harvested at weights of between 2 and 4 kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the salmon farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/45a88b31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/a3d43700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yumm tumms. So &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fresh and tantalising!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Who wants some? &lt;em&gt;Tease tease.&lt;/em&gt; :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/69ae3e80.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/87f7cc25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were even allowed to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;feed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the salmons. It was pretty hard to take pictures of them coming up for their food, they were so quick! Here's my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;closest attempt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to capture a shot of it. That's the friendly lady packing our salmons. &lt;em&gt;salivates&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="235" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/e82997e0.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/a83c6574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;glorious day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it turned out to be. We got home and &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gorged ourselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with lotsa salmon sashimis, &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. After a few days of continuous feasting, I kinda got sick of it though, because we also made salmon fish head soup, cooked salmon fillets, had smoked salmon, it was pretty much salmon everything! But now... &lt;em&gt;ooh boi&lt;/em&gt;, pass me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;s'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of that salmon sashimi please! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1bf3d2ae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1c83be40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&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/7981022-7025678323565768406?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7025678323565768406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=7025678323565768406&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7025678323565768406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/7025678323565768406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/salmon-overdose.html' title='Salmon Overdose'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-908417658493893153</id><published>2007-03-20T01:03:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T01:54:31.523+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Effing Flies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I was in the office room in my usual position facing the blinds while using my laptop when some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;fishy business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; caught my attention. I looked up to see myself facing two flies mounted on top of each other... copulating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;0_0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; let it get to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by diverting my attention to surfing. After awhile, I still couldn't help but look up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Boy were they at the same position and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;not moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for quite long! That's it, my hands &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;automatically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reached out for my camera and there I was with my camera right infront of the couple flashing nonstop &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. They didn't even budge, still in the very same position as it was few minutes ago. I do realise I was pretty rude &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;barging in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like that, intruder alert!:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/1df42671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf got a big &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;distracted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with my inquisitiveness, and decided to shoo them away. Funny thing was they were still joined together in the same position &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;while flying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; around in the office. They settled again on our office table, this time on top of the telephone. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Alas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Splat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigbadwolf decided he had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and swatted the flies with a rolled up newspaper. Poor guys, all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;squished and splattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on top of each other. At least they &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;died happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I guess? :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/7981022-908417658493893153?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/908417658493893153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=908417658493893153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/908417658493893153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/908417658493893153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/effing-flies.html' title='Effing Flies'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-4259337233896451763</id><published>2007-03-18T20:08:00.000+12:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:48:47.324+12:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pets'/><title type='text'>Hellboy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just heard the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;bad news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today, Hellboy passed away two days ago. It's been more than two years, and he has been sick for quite some time. Maybe it is for the better, at least he isn't suffering now. Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;the coussies at cromwell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;for mummying him ever since I left brisbane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me while I went through LDR madness for one year plus. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He was there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me throughout my sleepless nights. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;He was there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for me when I was bored and all alone. Most of you probably think that fishies don't make much of a pet just because you can't carry them, touch them or play with them. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Well you're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those times I spent lying in bed watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; swim around for hours, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; waking me up in the middle of the night smashing into his own reflection, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; swimming up to my two fingers as I hold onto his food pellets, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;oh boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'll make sure I never have pets again unless I know I'm settling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;permanently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in a country. I wasn't there for you, I feel &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hellboy. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Rest in peace hellboy, I'm missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;happy memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - The first pic is of hellboy in the bag as I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;proudly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; brought him home with me for the first time after leaving petcity. The second pic is what I see on my bedside table &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;looking at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; enthusiastically every time I went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 233px" height="232" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/CIMG2253.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/CIMG41061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellboy and his imaginary friend, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;his reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That was when he was still so healthy and very ferocious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Love always, Hellboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 319px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="215" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/CIMG4158.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img height="219" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i99.photobucket.com/albums/l292/devilishaz/CIMG4202.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7981022-4259337233896451763?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4259337233896451763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=4259337233896451763&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4259337233896451763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/4259337233896451763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/hellboy.html' title='Hellboy'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-1924373984369011685</id><published>2007-03-16T22:13:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T22:55:39.978+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>No photo, no photo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boohoo. Today we decided to head to another korean restaurant to try their korean bbq, and they ran out of ox tongue. -_-" That's no biggie. After I took some photos of what we ordered, the korean lady stared daggers at me, and said sternly, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"No photo! No photo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; So I said alright. I mentioned that there weren't any no camera signs and it was just all for fun. I asked her why she was so uptight about it but she refused to answer, still screaming, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"No photo! No photo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was still staring at me real angrily after quite some time. It kinda shocked me so I said, &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Okay, you know what, do you want me to delete them?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I did so without waiting for her reply. She watched me like a hawk on its prey making sure that I deleted all the photos. Of course I would, like it really was that important, but woman, its just freaking korean food. No big deal aight. She killed my mood and made me lose my appetite, &lt;em&gt;gee&lt;/em&gt;. Then some of her korean friends came in and she started blabbering non stop in that annoying tone. Oh well, we tried to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food wasn't too awesome though, they marinated the meat with too much sesame oil and sugar, and they made sure that they cooked it for us and didn't allow us to touch the meat! O_O Lighten up sweetie, it's just korean bbq for fucks sake! -_-" &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Not happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm definately never going back there again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Bigbadwolf smirked and commented that she was probably worried that we'd send it to the board of health or something. What the hell yo. We decided to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;settle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with the fact that her hubby prolly left her and she found out her daughter ran off with her boyfriend so yeah, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;we forgave her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;heh heh heh&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I swear it isn't the&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;cask&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;of redwine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that's making me bitchy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Growl!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watch it bitches, I'm gonna get you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RfpjM4iKTXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YelSoQyaHc0/s1600-h/SL70182811.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042451805779938674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RfpjM4iKTXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YelSoQyaHc0/s400/SL70182811.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&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/7981022-1924373984369011685?l=devilishaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1924373984369011685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7981022&amp;postID=1924373984369011685&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1924373984369011685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7981022/posts/default/1924373984369011685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devilishaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-photo-no-photo.html' title='No photo, no photo!'/><author><name>devilishaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09494135879369079345</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RZZRKDYWGII/AAAAAAAAABs/p751QvhpOI8/s320/readydone.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_9j78em2igAU/RfpjM4iKTXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/YelSoQyaHc0/s72-c/SL70182811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7981022.post-3428856989017830794</id><published>2007-03-16T15:38:00.000+13:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:47:29.367+13:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Superman vs. Spiderman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;have finally gotten to watching &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last night, and yeah yeah I am aware that I'm quite outdated &lt;em&gt;hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. Guess what, I don't even remember watching Superman &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I know, it' that bad huh. I was pretty damn lost when it came to the second movie, I kept mixing spiderman with superman, &lt;em&gt;heh&lt;/em&gt;. I thought that spiderman's grandma and superman's momma looked quite similar. So at the beginning of the movie, I pestered bigbadwolf to explain the details and what happened in the first movie. After finishing the movie, I've come &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;to a point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Superman is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;so much better off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; compared to spiderman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Okay from a bloke's point of view, he managed to sleep with missy journalist, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;went forth and multiplied,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and have her willingly gone out there to save his ass with the help of her &lt;em&gt;hubby&lt;/em&gt; who doesn't even try to pick a fight. Spiderman on the other hand, is still a loser and a loner whose still tryna save the world alone and not getting any. With gr
