<?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-5860329527918706054</id><updated>2012-02-17T09:37:42.887+08:00</updated><category term='emo'/><category term='Past'/><category term='him'/><category term='happy'/><category term='gals'/><category term='girls'/><category term='love'/><category term='work'/><title type='text'>Love me. Hate me.Adore me.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-631528694172226751</id><published>2011-11-04T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:58:12.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I can actually blog from my hp now. Haha. I actually found a new app from the application store. Maybe it is not a new app after all. Maybe I am not updated instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am looking forward to the long weekend. Planning to go east coast to cycle. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be blogging soon again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I am going to Beijing and Hong Kong during christmas and new year and I will be going to Hong Kong  again during Chinese New Year and I will ban HK after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-631528694172226751?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/631528694172226751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/11/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/631528694172226751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/631528694172226751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-875073694244244497</id><published>2011-04-20T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T22:20:27.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Difference between a guy and a girl's wardrobe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVzDVxPQXx0/Ta7qqsnckYI/AAAAAAAAAPA/W1wMDkIrK7Q/s1600/photo%25288%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVzDVxPQXx0/Ta7qqsnckYI/AAAAAAAAAPA/W1wMDkIrK7Q/s320/photo%25288%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597669406120120706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvb6utolNII/Ta7qqEDEVOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/oHJNAFwwM8U/s1600/photo%25287%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvb6utolNII/Ta7qqEDEVOI/AAAAAAAAAO4/oHJNAFwwM8U/s320/photo%25287%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597669395230119138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDloUhkXcj4/Ta7qp555LvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/P5HzMKc0XRs/s1600/photo%25286%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lDloUhkXcj4/Ta7qp555LvI/AAAAAAAAAOw/P5HzMKc0XRs/s320/photo%25286%2529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597669392507285234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bf's and not forgetting the small portion on the right hand side belongs to me as well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-875073694244244497?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/875073694244244497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/difference-between-guy-and-girls.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/875073694244244497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/875073694244244497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/difference-between-guy-and-girls.html' title='Difference between a guy and a girl&apos;s wardrobe'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CVzDVxPQXx0/Ta7qqsnckYI/AAAAAAAAAPA/W1wMDkIrK7Q/s72-c/photo%25288%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2954177079287012840</id><published>2011-04-19T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T13:08:08.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT!</title><content type='html'>I had a nightmare last night. While I was back in Penang, everyone said that I gain weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my tian! This is not happening to me! I need to go on diet. I dunwan to be the fat bride with big ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where should I start? Jogging?Climbing up the stairs? Uzap? Hulla hoop? Eat lesser???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2954177079287012840?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2954177079287012840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/fat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2954177079287012840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2954177079287012840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/fat.html' title='FAT!'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2588414107458005693</id><published>2011-04-16T12:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T13:12:19.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The proposal :March 22 2011</title><content type='html'>The bf proposed!! Haha.. Anyway it is not a very big surprise because he had been behaving weirdly for the past few days.Lame.I think I shall blog about it so that I can remember this for the rest of my life since proposal is only once in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all how it started. Usually the bf's mum will cook dinner for us on weekdays. On Monday night, bf came into the room and told me that his mum wont be cooking on tomorrow (which is Tuesday's night) and I asked why. He told me that his mum is tired. I did believe him because every now and then the mum seldom cook because she needs to go work early. Here come the suspicious part.I asked him where are we going to have our dinner and he told me we are going to Keppel Bay ( the place where we 1st dated). Then I scolded him because usually we wont have dinner in expensive places unless it is weekend or special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just ignored and went to bed without thinking much. On Tuesday, I reconfirm with him again where are we going for dinner and he told me the same place again. He told me that we could go and take pics after our dinner. Bad liar. But when I kept questioning him, he told me that we should change place and have dinner in Toa Payoh instead. Then I could sense that he was unhappy already, so I stopped asking and agreed to meet him in Harbour Front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Harbour Front, I saw him carrying a backpack and I asked him what is inside the backpack. He told me he brought camera along. Haha. I became more and more suspicious. He was actually planning to bring me to the place where we first had our dinner together but too bad it is raining(we need to walk quite a distance to the restaurant and both of us do not want to get wet) and we had no choice but to have KFC instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the rain had stopped and we walked towards Keppel Bay but it started to drizzle again soon after. *Bf was nervous already because all his plan were ruined* I suggested that we should go home since it start to drizzle already but bf said that we could go and take the cable car. Who will go and sit cable car on weekdays? Doesn't make any sense at all but we still go ahead and buy the tickets since we are there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few Indians or Bangladeshi were queuing right in front of us and we were so afraid that they will ask us to share the same cable car. Luckily there were only a few of us and they let us have the whole cable car to ourselves. That's where the proposal started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He unzipped his backpack, took out a big box(which looks different from a normal ring box) kneel on his knees and ask me to marry him. I was quite furious when I saw a big Swaroski padlock(which is actually a thumb drive ) given to me.I was expecting a diamond ring in it. I almost throw the padlock away. When bf saw the expression on my face, he quickly took out another box and pass it over to me. I was shocked!!!!  My diamond ring!!!! I stare blankly at the diamond for a few seconds. He customized exactly based on what I had told him before and it fits perfectly on my finger.He gave me exactly what I want and I nodded . I am on my way to be Mrs Tan soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest part is the whole family knew about the proposal except for me. I am staying under the same roof and I knew nothing about it at all!  He even brought his mum to the jewellery shop to choose the diamond and he went to quite a few shops to do survey without my knowledge! He wanted to propose during our Phuket trip but he scared that he will lose it so he propose before we left for our Phuket trip. He told me he had planned this since early of the year and this explains the reason why he did not celebrate or buy me expensive gifts during valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you baby for giving me the best. I knew this diamond cost you a bomb but I assure you, you will get much more in return. You got yourself a fat pig now.I will be a good wife in the future. Less shopping,less eating(I try) and less quarrelling. Hehe. I love you baby!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWTAQL-OqdI/TakkHUDYW6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/iXaKlqd_Gv4/s1600/IMG_3238-to%2Bpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWTAQL-OqdI/TakkHUDYW6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/iXaKlqd_Gv4/s400/IMG_3238-to%2Bpost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596043720045124514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--JBzj790DMQ/TakkHImIwoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FpCNODjPVug/s1600/IMG_3233-to%2Bpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--JBzj790DMQ/TakkHImIwoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/FpCNODjPVug/s400/IMG_3233-to%2Bpost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596043716969677442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2vY0YWE6UU/TakkG0rfx6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/QqE7oF-3CDQ/s1600/IMG_3232-to%2Bpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2vY0YWE6UU/TakkG0rfx6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/QqE7oF-3CDQ/s400/IMG_3232-to%2Bpost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596043711623448482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1T5nwjI2JY/TakkGiyvdxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xjVfeLebi1Q/s1600/IMG_3230-to%2Bpost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M1T5nwjI2JY/TakkGiyvdxI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/xjVfeLebi1Q/s400/IMG_3230-to%2Bpost.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596043706821998354" 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/5860329527918706054-2588414107458005693?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2588414107458005693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/proposal-march-22-2011.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2588414107458005693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2588414107458005693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/proposal-march-22-2011.html' title='The proposal :March 22 2011'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NWTAQL-OqdI/TakkHUDYW6I/AAAAAAAAAOo/iXaKlqd_Gv4/s72-c/IMG_3238-to%2Bpost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-3123129931746972736</id><published>2011-04-15T15:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T15:45:57.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leopard Ballerina Flats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGzUNNTO72Q/Taf3d-_WyJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mtRt5esEZK8/s1600/vjsqx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595713156528130194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGzUNNTO72Q/Taf3d-_WyJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mtRt5esEZK8/s400/vjsqx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am in love with my Leopard Ballerina Flats. Hoho. Go and get them from Zara!!!! &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/5860329527918706054-3123129931746972736?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/3123129931746972736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/leopard-ballerina-flats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3123129931746972736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3123129931746972736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2011/04/leopard-ballerina-flats.html' title='Leopard Ballerina Flats'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DGzUNNTO72Q/Taf3d-_WyJI/AAAAAAAAAOI/mtRt5esEZK8/s72-c/vjsqx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5819659200988950660</id><published>2010-12-16T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T15:19:21.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TQm9XSkBByI/AAAAAAAAAN4/354uPeppH8Q/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551176223528388386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TQm9XSkBByI/AAAAAAAAAN4/354uPeppH8Q/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed to have you in my life! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5819659200988950660?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5819659200988950660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-blessed-to-have-you-in-my-life-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5819659200988950660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5819659200988950660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-blessed-to-have-you-in-my-life-3.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TQm9XSkBByI/AAAAAAAAAN4/354uPeppH8Q/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1813810414791291644</id><published>2010-12-06T16:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T17:43:05.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Four!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I am officially 24 now. Wow I feel old now.Anyway bf is super sweet again this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He bought me Sticky candy(handmade customized candy) with heart shape and happy birthday wordings in the candy. He wanted to customize for me but if he customize he need to buy 1kg of candy. I think I would be diagnosed with diabetes by the time I finish them. Anyway 450g is killing me now as well. I do not know when can I finish the candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPyr4SM10iI/AAAAAAAAANg/Moc3L151VgQ/s1600/Purple_Love_Hear_4ab719cc77694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547497824460329506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPyr4SM10iI/AAAAAAAAANg/Moc3L151VgQ/s400/Purple_Love_Hear_4ab719cc77694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPyr4Dj0MeI/AAAAAAAAANY/zA6aTI8pueU/s1600/Happy_Birthday_4abbacc54dcdb.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547497820530160098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPyr4Dj0MeI/AAAAAAAAANY/zA6aTI8pueU/s400/Happy_Birthday_4abbacc54dcdb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPyr4lkle8I/AAAAAAAAANo/FbAsqiaybQ4/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547497829660195778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPyr4lkle8I/AAAAAAAAANo/FbAsqiaybQ4/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He brought me to Tony Roma's  for my birthday dinner.He wanted to buy me a buffet but I refused because I wanted to help him to save money. Hehe. Buffet isn't cheap in Singapore and we won't be eating that much as well.  Guess what Tony Roma serves the best rib ever . I had tried ribs in a few places before but Tony Roma's serves the best pork rib.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I got the best pressie ever as well! Bf got me a Tiffany &amp;amp; Co bracelet that I had been wanting for years?hehe..I got myself a ring as well since bf forbids me from getting a necklace because he feels that I won't be wearing the necklace he gave me after I got a new one and since he wont be getting me a ring yet!*he says that he will only buy me one ring and that would be the wedding ring* And a 0.5 carat diamond ring in Tiffany&amp;amp;Co costs $6200 and above...(I think I will still need to wait for years before bf can afford it) Btw I already know what I want for my birthday pressie next year. Bf , Prada next year ok? You can start saving now. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, there is no birthday cake for me yet because I am waiting for my brother n sister to fly over this weekend so we can celebrate together. Hehe..Ohh yeah and I will be celebrating with Sue as well on this Thursday. She is bringing me to somewhere pretty after work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/S: I will post up the pics when I got home because most of the pics are stored in Yiau's hp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1813810414791291644?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/1813810414791291644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/12/twenty-four.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1813810414791291644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1813810414791291644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/12/twenty-four.html' title='Twenty Four!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPyr4SM10iI/AAAAAAAAANg/Moc3L151VgQ/s72-c/Purple_Love_Hear_4ab719cc77694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-7491133376903321673</id><published>2010-11-28T00:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T01:03:19.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPE5eZjq4SI/AAAAAAAAAMo/l1eBqbADfAI/s1600/photo.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPE5eZjq4SI/AAAAAAAAAMo/l1eBqbADfAI/s400/photo.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544275810689147170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weehee.. I am happy!!!!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-7491133376903321673?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/7491133376903321673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7491133376903321673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7491133376903321673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TPE5eZjq4SI/AAAAAAAAAMo/l1eBqbADfAI/s72-c/photo.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5931981982437038442</id><published>2010-11-14T00:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T00:26:40.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok..I am emo again. Thanks and thanks to that particular person.You suck big time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to cheer myself up, I went movie and shopping alone but I din really buy anything because I am damn broke and the pants that I wanted, no more sizes left..so I came home with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh..I went and watch The Housemaid alone as mentioned earlier because the bf is meeting up with his ex colleague and I do not want to waste my Saturday afternoon at home. Anyway,this movie is restricted to those who are aged 21 and above because there are a few sex scenes and when I bought the tickets, they insisted on checking my ID. I thought I look like 24 or 25? Never knew I look that young..hehe. When I went into the cinema, it is mostly occupied by uncles and they are all alone.*maybe they are thinking that I am pian tai as well* I sat beside an uncle and I am so scared throughout the whole movie..Who knows uncle will get horny while watching and touch me..hehe..Anyway this is a super nice movie and the main actress got the Best Actress award in the Cannes Film Festival. Eunice,you can watch it in Youtube and the best part is they did not  censor it. Bahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bf knows I am upset and he came home with a cute cup for me..hehe..see the HAPPY word? I am happy now. No more emo-ing.I love my bf!!!*although he just farted right in front of my face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TN64i5wQiAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XSVNvMa_ZOI/s1600/photo%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TN64i5wQiAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XSVNvMa_ZOI/s320/photo%25282%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067501470582786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TN64irPykdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BndTcFGZokY/s1600/photo%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TN64irPykdI/AAAAAAAAAMY/BndTcFGZokY/s320/photo%25283%2529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539067497576305106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok time for bed. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5931981982437038442?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5931981982437038442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5931981982437038442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5931981982437038442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TN64i5wQiAI/AAAAAAAAAMg/XSVNvMa_ZOI/s72-c/photo%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5998697071368014633</id><published>2010-11-11T11:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:58:27.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30 Dec - 3rd Jan: (Penang) Sien is coming back from Japan..Weeehee 20-23 January:( Penang) Yiau sis wedding 2-6 Feb:(Penang) CNY 18-20 Feb: (Penang)Eunice's bday and sis bday 24-27 Mar: (Phuket) Bf's sudden decision-Post engagement trip 21-24 April: (Penang)Good Friday 29-2 May: (Penang) Ozi's big Day 19-23 May: (Bangkok) Eunice and Dell's fren 11-12 June:(Batam) Yiau &amp;amp; Family 17-19June:(Penang) Father's Day 6-9 August: (Cebu Island) with BF 24-28 Jan2012:(Hong Kong): Tan's family I had been flying every month for the last 2 years and I guess I will be flying non stop again on the next year.. I havent buy tickets for March June n July yet and I am broke now. Will be having long holidays for next year end.. 10days..Taiwan anyone?hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5998697071368014633?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5998697071368014633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-dec-3rd-jan-penang-sien-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5998697071368014633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5998697071368014633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-dec-3rd-jan-penang-sien-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-6899734928522019301</id><published>2010-09-28T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:27:28.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where am I?</title><content type='html'>Is working in Singapore a right choice for me in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I will be happy with my life over here with him but things are not working out right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss everyone in Dell so much. I do not feel motivated at all in the new company and I do not see any future in the current company as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pay is super low compared to the rest of my colleagues and it is impossible for me to apply PR in Singapore and without a PR , I could only work in small firms. How can I grow and learn if I were to continue working in small firms? This isn't exactly what I want. I have my own dreams.I felt like a loser now and it sucks.I do not want to lead this kind of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am struggling hard to survive here. Back in Penang, I have everything taken care of. I have my own car, own freedom, own room, mum and dad support and friends. Nothing can be compared to home in Singapore. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I quit?Should I give up on everything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-6899734928522019301?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/6899734928522019301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/09/is-working-in-singapore-right-choice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6899734928522019301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6899734928522019301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/09/is-working-in-singapore-right-choice.html' title='Where am I?'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1896785927653821412</id><published>2010-09-19T20:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T20:46:43.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's never easy to please everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventho you are doing it right, you still hear complains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To ignore what people say, and do things that make you happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To please people around you, but you yourself aren't happy at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just wish I do not have feelings at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1896785927653821412?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/1896785927653821412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-never-easy-to-please-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1896785927653821412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1896785927653821412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-never-easy-to-please-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-4759388041590399172</id><published>2010-09-06T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T22:32:54.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When will I have my own space?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling so down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what do I have in my mind exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I want to be alone without anyone by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not talking to anyone. Not doing anything. Not thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-4759388041590399172?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/4759388041590399172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-will-i-have-my-own-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4759388041590399172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4759388041590399172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/09/when-will-i-have-my-own-space.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-8448545557420629183</id><published>2010-08-30T14:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T15:20:00.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yiau's Sis Bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It is Yiau Sis's Bday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bday Ta jie. Thanks for letting me staying over in your place and not collecting rental from me. I really appreciate it. Thanks for treating me like one of your family members. Thanks for the free food, clothes and everything.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over to Somerset because I need to shop for a dress for my fren's wedding. We passed by a cake shop(I dun remember the name of the shop) and Yiau's Er jie suggested that we decorate a cake by ourselves to give Ta jie a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake turn out pretty ugly. Thanks to bf. Laubeh ka si.After getting the cake done, I went over to Forever 21 to get a cream dress for the dinner. However I still cant get a white dress. Die liao this time..Either it is too expensive or it is ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Where can I get a proper white dress for a bridesmaid???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXdJEPAII/AAAAAAAAALQ/MAdlP8Q2kFI/s1600/Me+n+Yiau"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511094727179436162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXdJEPAII/AAAAAAAAALQ/MAdlP8Q2kFI/s320/Me+n+Yiau%27s+Sis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Me and Er Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXci9eHuI/AAAAAAAAALI/wR1QHUlAnZ0/s1600/Yiau+n+the+sis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511094716950519522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXci9eHuI/AAAAAAAAALI/wR1QHUlAnZ0/s320/Yiau+n+the+sis.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Yiau and Er Jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXcOu3jRI/AAAAAAAAALA/5Ban5QMWocg/s1600/while+preparing+the+cake.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511094711520562450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXcOu3jRI/AAAAAAAAALA/5Ban5QMWocg/s320/while+preparing+the+cake.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       While decorating the cake.The horse is choosen by me and Yiau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXb8BrahI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zotBNzGKV74/s1600/me+and+er+jie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511094706499185170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXb8BrahI/AAAAAAAAAK4/zotBNzGKV74/s320/me+and+er+jie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Me and Er Jie again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXddsy64I/AAAAAAAAALY/YJsyPEAXJ6Y/s1600/Seafood+panggang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511094732718271362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXddsy64I/AAAAAAAAALY/YJsyPEAXJ6Y/s320/Seafood+panggang.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Korean Bbq&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZapCC_DI/AAAAAAAAALo/JI9DaMbJX5Q/s1600/Yiau+and+Ta+jie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511096883243842610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZapCC_DI/AAAAAAAAALo/JI9DaMbJX5Q/s320/Yiau+and+Ta+jie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             Yiau and Ta jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZaWgA2mI/AAAAAAAAALg/LUVrO52xMfE/s1600/Ta+jie+n+Er+Jie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511096878269258338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZaWgA2mI/AAAAAAAAALg/LUVrO52xMfE/s320/Ta+jie+n+Er+Jie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtaqmFPCzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oCWFxMm-8k0/s1600/Me+and+Yiau.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511098256841444146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtaqmFPCzI/AAAAAAAAAMI/oCWFxMm-8k0/s320/Me+and+Yiau.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Me and Yiau while waiting for them to shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZbkF0aUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iXAMqh0L7Ck/s1600/Ta+Jie+with+the+cake-dark.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511096899097356610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZbkF0aUI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iXAMqh0L7Ck/s320/Ta+Jie+with+the+cake-dark.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZbOJtzJI/AAAAAAAAALw/or-YeG09s9U/s1600/Ta+Jie+with+Ray+Ban.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511096893208120466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZbOJtzJI/AAAAAAAAALw/or-YeG09s9U/s320/Ta+Jie+with+Ray+Ban.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Ta Jie in her Ray Ban..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZcBIrJ5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/FhXToKD-z90/s1600/Cake..with+the+fallen+horse.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511096906893961106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtZcBIrJ5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/FhXToKD-z90/s320/Cake..with+the+fallen+horse.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8448545557420629183?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8448545557420629183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/yiaus-sis-bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8448545557420629183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8448545557420629183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/yiaus-sis-bday.html' title='Yiau&apos;s Sis Bday'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/THtXdJEPAII/AAAAAAAAALQ/MAdlP8Q2kFI/s72-c/Me+n+Yiau%27s+Sis.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1053283388125693030</id><published>2010-08-18T17:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T17:24:43.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's fun when your bday is coming soon but it isn't fun if it is not yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ideas please? Help needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a simple dinner, a small cake and a pressie will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headaches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1053283388125693030?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/1053283388125693030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-fun-when-your-bday-is-coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1053283388125693030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1053283388125693030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-fun-when-your-bday-is-coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-4677700843170252691</id><published>2010-08-13T16:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:35:52.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Formula 1. *dun pray pray*</title><content type='html'>Woohoo..I just bought two tickets to F1 Grand Prix!!!&lt;br /&gt;SUper excited. Anyway I am not that rich to get those extra expensive tickets.I tarak duit. Despite being tarak duit, die die I still brave myself to get the tickets. I bought the cheapest of all but it's more than enough already because we still get to walk around,lau juak and watch performances*ada mariah carey,adam lambert dan banyak banyak lagi* but only to some certain area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for September 24!!!!Banyak exicted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am flying home tonight again. Double excited. Duck egg char koay teow once landed with ex-Dellian!!! I am going to gain weight again, tapi once a while, tak apala.Janji gembira.*tipu sendiri,balik Singapore exercise kuat kuat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A random picture taken on last weekend when we went and bought Yiau's mother bolster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TGUB3wsu5YI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A0nUZmzFtw4/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TGUB3wsu5YI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A0nUZmzFtw4/s320/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504808177007256962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-4677700843170252691?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/4677700843170252691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-formula-1-dun-pray-pray.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4677700843170252691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4677700843170252691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/2010-formula-1-dun-pray-pray.html' title='2010 Formula 1. *dun pray pray*'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TGUB3wsu5YI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A0nUZmzFtw4/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-6032754266462012739</id><published>2010-08-06T14:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T15:16:11.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How's life treating me</title><content type='html'>Well,life in Singapore has been good so far but I miss home lots. Neway,skip the home part because I am back to BM on every month.Teeheeee!!  I got a new neighbour and she is none other than my own cousin, Ying!! Now I can go shopping and movies with her on weekends. I wont feel that bored anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates of my life here. Practically, I go to work in the morning. Go home for dinner and watch some dramas before I go to bed again.Such a boring routine but it is the same when I am back home in Penang, so there is nothing to be complain about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still do not have my own laptop now so practically I am disconnected from the world. Din really know what's happening outside and I never bother to find out also.Wanted to get myself a new laptop but I am so broke now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a part time job now which means I will have more income in the future.=) . Have been trying very hard to save but I spend more than I save. It’s harder to save money in Singapore compared to Penang because wherever you go,there is a place for you to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking for a new job now. Can't stay long in the current company because I think I will grow mushroom if I stay longer. My brain is full of dust already and I want a higher pay. Super greedy..But the problem is I havent start job hunting yet because I do not have a laptop. Have to fight with the bf whenever I want to use the laptop but usually I lose because he needs it more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TFuyGCladnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SzUCp7cwZ1U/s1600/photo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TFuyGCladnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SzUCp7cwZ1U/s400/photo1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502187186605946482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TFuyF7qGUdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ceVPLRoJBOA/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TFuyF7qGUdI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ceVPLRoJBOA/s400/photo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502187184746549714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos taken using my phone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-6032754266462012739?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/6032754266462012739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6032754266462012739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6032754266462012739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/08/singapore.html' title='How&apos;s life treating me'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/TFuyGCladnI/AAAAAAAAAKg/SzUCp7cwZ1U/s72-c/photo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-7175985348270766107</id><published>2010-07-27T16:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:02:14.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kwWX0ylkP0M&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" 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I am strong but somehow at sometime I still needed you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8880824594598970967?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8880824594598970967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-i-needed-is-five-minutes-from-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8880824594598970967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8880824594598970967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/05/all-i-needed-is-five-minutes-from-you.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-8640473262205088332</id><published>2010-04-14T21:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:43:23.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spa + Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yeapsssss.. I went Spa with the Bf on last weekend in Danai Spa,located in G Hotel. It was a free voucher given by the Bf's sister.Thank u. We really had a great experience and I am asking the bf when will be our second time..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna share my first spa experience. It was kinda embarrasing. The receptionist lead us to a room (the room is super awesome and super private) where she asked us to change into the disposable panties and me being the sampat one, I just follow what she had instructed. Mr Tan, changed into the disposable underwear,took off his shirt and jeans and was already lying there waiting for the masseuse. Meanwhile I was still feeling so insecure, I am still wearing my dress with my bras on. When they came in, I asked them should I take my dress off, and they said yes, so I went into the toilet, took off my dress,wrap myself with a towel with my bra on and I came out and I asked them again should I take off my bra and they said I should,so I went back to the toilet again and took off my bra. The bf was laughing at me at that time and I feel damn paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;They started with body massage for 45 minutes and followed with chocolate body scrub. It feels so weird when people is scrubbing your breast for you. My heart was pumping super fast and I am damn shy. After cleaning ourself , they continued with chocolate body mask. They place the mask to the whole body and wrap us up with plastic and towel. The bf was complaining that his armpit was sweating. Laugh till I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wrapping us for 15 minutes, the masseuse ask us to cleaned ourselves again while they prepared the wine bath for us. It is super fun but I got headache once I got up from the wine bath as the water is too hot for me.After that we got ourselves clean up and went off for dinner. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take any pictures because I was too excited.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had no plans on Saturday and we came out with an idea of baking cake. I brought bf to the shop in Kota Permai(intro by Sien) to buy the ingredients. We were standing there,deciding which cake should we bake and we ended up choosing the easiest cake of all which is the butter cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XQX0OvFeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EjnpT8D_m9I/s1600/DSC08645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459999230832612834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XQX0OvFeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EjnpT8D_m9I/s400/DSC08645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XTL-7frZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/eDHLzJ5DPmA/s1600/DSC08646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460002326081154450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XTL-7frZI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/eDHLzJ5DPmA/s400/DSC08646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459997468578151554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XOxPUh_II/AAAAAAAAAI4/Cazj7cbABLs/s400/DSC08647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XOyjXA59I/AAAAAAAAAJI/0BbIgIMnz88/s1600/DSC08650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459997491137144786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XOyjXA59I/AAAAAAAAAJI/0BbIgIMnz88/s400/DSC08650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459999247667517778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XQYy8fWVI/AAAAAAAAAJg/XJFK202J3vE/s400/DSC08651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459999256749980130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XQZUx6ueI/AAAAAAAAAJo/WdimSmWPqNw/s400/DSC08656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459999266958355506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XQZ6zyLDI/AAAAAAAAAJw/foZJObC9aGI/s400/DSC08658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460000403026133666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XRcC_cwqI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tRAsXKi9Wb8/s400/DSC08661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460000413089097986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XRcoepaQI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Z3iFrIWL1c8/s400/DSC08662.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ready product.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8640473262205088332?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8640473262205088332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/04/spa-baking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8640473262205088332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8640473262205088332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/04/spa-baking.html' title='Spa + Baking'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S8XQX0OvFeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/EjnpT8D_m9I/s72-c/DSC08645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-8835028367248571744</id><published>2010-04-12T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T22:00:47.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles do happen?</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess when you wanted something so badly, it will never come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does praying really help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am on the verge of breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always give myself hopes and remind myself to be positive,telling myself my turn will come one day but I guess this is not working anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejections by rejections. I do not know how to handle these anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T______T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8835028367248571744?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8835028367248571744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-i-guess-when-you-wanted-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8835028367248571744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8835028367248571744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-i-guess-when-you-wanted-something.html' title='Miracles do happen?'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1324488869205010662</id><published>2010-03-27T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T23:16:04.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Old times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64gZwaQ9GI/AAAAAAAAAIA/752ZnA0X8yg/s1600/DSC08663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453331825656132706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64gZwaQ9GI/AAAAAAAAAIA/752ZnA0X8yg/s400/DSC08663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64fsoo1RmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9YrOyoRitZg/s1600/DSC08633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453331050475636322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64fsoo1RmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/9YrOyoRitZg/s400/DSC08633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64fsMD4EvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/C46LoLRGXt0/s1600/DSC08656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453331042804437746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64fsMD4EvI/AAAAAAAAAHw/C46LoLRGXt0/s400/DSC08656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64fr8qh5oI/AAAAAAAAAHo/XYSLulINVB8/s1600/DSC08633.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64fos63n8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-5ovOWs5mkM/s1600/DSC08636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453330982905552834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64fos63n8I/AAAAAAAAAHg/-5ovOWs5mkM/s400/DSC08636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just miss them.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1324488869205010662?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S64gZwaQ9GI/AAAAAAAAAIA/752ZnA0X8yg/s72-c/DSC08663.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2763223709702170908</id><published>2010-03-27T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:05:16.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this from someone's blog and I feel this is super true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We receive, give and also lose some along our path of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if after trying very hard, physically and mentally drained off, we’ve to do something by asking our heart again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u still need to cling on it or just let go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eg a hand which is not wounded can grab many things without any difficulty at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wounded hand if try to grab even one thing will feel very painful and torturing and even cause the wound to be worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if this wounded hand learn to let go what is/are in this hand, pain will slowly disappear as the wound starts to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fully recovered, this hand can again start to grab things easily again without pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes u may need to let go as certain things if are yours will come back to u but certain things not meant to be yours even u keep clinging on them will never be yours and u will ended getting hurt deeper and deeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treasure what you have and give what the needy will need with wisdom and compassion.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2763223709702170908?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1319044574799484348</id><published>2010-03-25T23:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T23:15:42.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Universal Studio Singapore</title><content type='html'>Yippieeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Singapore on next Wed nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden decision made by Mr Tan and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to Universal Studio!!!His company gave him free tickets and dinner at Carlton hotel.Memang excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without considering, I just bought my air tickets. I am leaving on Wed nite and I will be returning on Monday morning and it is not cheap but it is all worth it.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem now is I never even apply leave and I knew I couldnt take leave on next Thursday and Friday because it is a critical week.How am I going to finish my work on time..Die Die..this time need to lie to my boss ade..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also wont be around on Eunice's first day.Hehe..I got a new colleague and she is none other than *jeng jeng jeng* Miss Gan. Tak apa.Nonid to worry.I already ask them to jaga you and I think you will be sitting on my place when I am not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to sleep with a big smile on my face now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Tan,congrats ya!!You make me proud!!I belanja you eat ice cream when I see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three weeks in a month. This is crazy! This is love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1319044574799484348?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/1319044574799484348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/universal-studio-singapore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1319044574799484348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1319044574799484348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/universal-studio-singapore.html' title='Universal Studio Singapore'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-4899480307799946198</id><published>2010-03-24T16:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:54:34.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Polaroid Camera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S6nSkRslbLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W3DKjLPmGKM/s1600/15834705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452120344576224434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S6nSkRslbLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W3DKjLPmGKM/s400/15834705.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to town to get this after work today.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super kincheong now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my camera already. Super excited now.Even the uncle who sold the camera to me laugh at me. It is all worth it.=).I drove like an insane people after work to town because the shop closes at 7.30 pm and by the time i left office it is already 6.45pm. Gonna play this camera with my sis now..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-4899480307799946198?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/4899480307799946198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/polaroid-camera.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4899480307799946198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4899480307799946198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/polaroid-camera.html' title='Polaroid Camera'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S6nSkRslbLI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W3DKjLPmGKM/s72-c/15834705.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-204687107764409445</id><published>2010-03-23T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:30:44.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is so stressful.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can I hold on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am falling apart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-204687107764409445?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/204687107764409445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-so-stressful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/204687107764409445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/204687107764409445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-so-stressful.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-6008145568837176355</id><published>2010-03-17T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:14:20.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>Now u hear me complaining about my job again. I have been working in Dell since Sep 2008 so it is approximately one and a half year now and I start to feel bored with my work now.I do not feel motivated to go work anymore and now it is the time of the year where all the auditors start coming in,it is even a disaster. Digging back all the old accounts,analysing this and dat,fluctuations fluctuations and it is not only one country,damn I hate auditors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking much these few days and I really want to get a new job now. Even my boss doesnt put any hope on me now and he doesnt even have the heart to groom me up anymore.He had been going around telling everyone that I won't be staying long in Dell. Dat's da reason he gave up on me.My new manager, who just join us for less than 1 month, was asking me the same question too. In the first place, when did I say I am going to resign?Why do you(the boss) need to spread around saying that I will be leaving soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no one to consult on this.My peers advise me to go back to audit, but I do not want to go back to audit because I am afraid of the working hours. I am used to working in MNC. The flexible working hours and lunch time.I am in a dilemma now. I knew audit will be a credit to me in the future but..arghhh..I am struggling right now. If I were to go back to audit line, I might be taking ACCA as well. Do I need all this?Is this what I really want?Who can I talk to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to resign before June or else I need to give two months notice and that time it will be harder for me to leave. Decisions decisions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need are lucks now. God, please make my wish come true or at least guide me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-6008145568837176355?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/6008145568837176355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/work.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6008145568837176355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6008145568837176355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2887258991606805516</id><published>2010-03-15T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T23:17:43.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping Kills</title><content type='html'>Omg..I couldnt stop myself from shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I have so many new shoes in the cupboard and I still cant stop myself from buying them.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is seriously a shopping heaven. Will die if you put me there for long term.&lt;br /&gt;I am a super big fan of Cotton On and Rubi. Even the bf knew it. He will tell me there is Cotton On in the mall and he will ask me to go in and take my own sweet time.Usually I will come out from the shop with a shopping bag in my hand. I am going to die super soon. I keep on restocking and I dont even have the time to wear all these clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my cupboard is super full. I do not know where else can I hang all these dresses.Bugis is my favourite place.A must not miss place whenever I go Singapore. Bf will be busy at work and I will be busy in Bugis.hehe.And one more thing,there are so many new pairs of unworn shoes and I do not know how can I wear all these. I almost bought 2 pumps on yesterday after I got myself a pair of sandals on the day before. Ohh ohh, I spend on belts again.Sinful.Luckilly I had stop myself from spending on bags. Or else I do not know how am I going to keep all this inside my small lil room.Die. The result of shopping when everything is so damn cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shop a lot during this trip. I also got a new scarf from Cotton On and I am loving it. Wanted to get other colours,luckilly the bf stop me.Got it for SGD 5 and they are selling at RM49 in Malaysia. Wth. Do not shop in Malaysia because they are expensive in everything. I am expert in this already. Can consult me if you wanna get anything. The advantage of being an accountant. Clothes are cheaper in Sg, Air tickets are cheaper , everything is also cheaper even after you convert to Malaysia Ringgit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still looking at the things that I buy. =). Shopping makes my day and hurts my bank savings. But I only shop once a while and I do not spend on anything else already so I guess it is still acceptable.=p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving my Victoria Secret bracelet and the book bf got for me.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2887258991606805516?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2887258991606805516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/shopping-kills.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2887258991606805516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2887258991606805516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/03/shopping-kills.html' title='Shopping Kills'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-6817099333950753833</id><published>2010-02-20T11:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T11:38:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotta learn to be strong and be selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's gonna love you more than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will help you other than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody you can trust other than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's going to cares how you feel other than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what life is all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-6817099333950753833?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/6817099333950753833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/gotta-learn-to-be-strong-and-be-selfish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6817099333950753833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6817099333950753833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/gotta-learn-to-be-strong-and-be-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1576991680121378789</id><published>2010-02-19T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T16:48:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cycle</title><content type='html'>Now it is my turn. I wonder whose turn will it be the next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1576991680121378789?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/1576991680121378789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/cycle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1576991680121378789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1576991680121378789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/cycle.html' title='The Cycle'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1700227070745468156</id><published>2010-02-19T14:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T15:13:50.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post CNY Blues</title><content type='html'>Haiz..Chinese New Year is over and I am stuck in the pathetic office again. Super sad!!I had started working since Wednesday and till now  I am the only one who is working. All my colleagues are still on their long leave.Sob Sob.I will be taking leave on Monday because I will be going to Genting on this coming Sunday. Gonna send my bro off to airport tmr. House will be super quiet again.But anyhow we will be flying over to Langkawi on the 1st week of March to visit him.hehe..Super song.&lt;br /&gt;I will be travelling on every weekend starting from this week. Genting , Singapore , Langkawi and Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year to all my gals. This year will definitely be better than last year. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to fall sick very soon. Lack of sleep everynite. I am seriously super old already. I cant party and sleep late anymore.Ohh ya,I did not take any pics for this CNY because I look fat and ugly. I did not bother to take out my camera as well.I hate my hair. What can I do with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:I am sitting in the office waiting for the time to pass. Havent been doing anything since 11am. I am such a lazy bum.2 more hours to go.Tick tock tick tock..Dat's da reason I m updating my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1700227070745468156?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/1700227070745468156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-cny-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1700227070745468156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1700227070745468156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/post-cny-blues.html' title='Post CNY Blues'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-3302644606014843850</id><published>2010-02-07T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T22:47:38.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poodle hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S27SPlTABCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RtzlcJqUeCk/s1600-h/06022010253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S27SPlTABCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RtzlcJqUeCk/s400/06022010253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435512965434442786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I am super sad now. I do not know what to do with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Somebody help meeeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-3302644606014843850?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/3302644606014843850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/poodle-hair.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3302644606014843850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3302644606014843850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/poodle-hair.html' title='Poodle hair'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S27SPlTABCI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/RtzlcJqUeCk/s72-c/06022010253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-4444212046377524351</id><published>2010-02-05T22:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:21:48.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>Thank you makcik!!I am feeling much better now. Cool down already. Crying does help.Luckilly I did not involve in an accident.=P. Din know why I get upset over such a small thing. Maybe today is not my day. Eveything turn out pretty bad. Work and my plan ruined.Now I have to wait for another time. Hateeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-4444212046377524351?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/4444212046377524351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4444212046377524351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4444212046377524351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2892913556726297686</id><published>2010-01-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:52:38.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>I cheat one. I change the date back to 26th January because I have no time to blog before that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy anniversary baby!!We are one year old now. Hehe.Din expect that we could make it so far till today because we fight non stop all the time!!*hopes this will continue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me write about how we started dating each other.*ahem ahem* I dun remember why we started toking in MSN in the 1st place..Ohh yeah,you asked for my msn add from Facebook(Maybe bcoz I am too sexy,u know la 52kg is super tempting). Then we started chatting, I remember you always message me but I keep ignoring you because I am too busy chatting with the rest. Hehe..But you still tok to me all the time, then I will answer you once you a while and this continue till I get used toking to you. I added you in my company's MSN and woahhh we started chatting since then til now. We chatted everyday from 9am til I finish my work and I get so used toking to you and it feel so weird when you are not around to accompany me.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u know the normal thing,,chatted in MSN,exchange phone numbers, started toking on the phone.hehee..I remembered my bills came up to almost RM800 per month and luckilly my mum did not found out about it,or else I will be dead and we wont be together today.So we talk once in a week, 2 to 3 times per week, once a day during night time, and soon we talk the whole day,reporting about our routine for the day.Eventho we are not officially together, but we are doing what a couple will do except for the intimate stuffs.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day came where you are coming back to Penang for CNY celebration.  I was super excited+scared+happy at the same time.I was wondering how will it be when we met each other. Will we act like normal or both of us will be super akward towards each other.Ohh yeah I remember we even fought the night before you came back. You were saying we shouldn't meet up because this will hurt your best fren and this and that. I cried like a donkey the night before and the next day you called again and you said we should meet up. I was mad like hell and the same time happy as well*almost insane*. I called Sien and Pipi,asking them whether should I pick you up and they both encourage me to go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was driving alone from BM to Penang just to pick you up and the whole journey I couldnt concentrate on my driving. My hands were sweating,my heart was beating super fast, lots of things were lingering in my mind.I reached the airport earlier than your flight time. *I left too early because I am scared I might be late* I sat in the car waiting for the time to pass and I called Pipi at the same moment.*she was trying hard to calm me down* I think the time when you reach it was around 9smtg. I went down and waited for you in Mcdonalds. You called me asking where am I and you told me you were in Mcdonald as well. I turn around and look for you and I saw you standing there,looking super cute with your gel hair.*terus fall in love at that moment,Suck in stomach as well because you said that you couldnt accept if I am too fat* Luckilly I wasnt looking that bad as well. The moment our eyes met..got electric shock ok but I was too shy to look at him. I keep on looking at the floor and you were acting like a macho man.*lagi fall in love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Krystal Suite to look for a place to have dinner but everywhere is closed already so we went to TGI's Friday.This is the place where you pretended to take pic with me+pok mong me.*actually wanna see how fat is my waist*But I think you had fallen for me as well so no matter how fat I am ,it doesnt matter to you anymore.Buahahhaahah I win. After dinner. We went for a movie.you hold my hand and hug my waist. You kissed me in the cinema and I was playing with your fingers. I think both of us did not concentrate on the movie at all. After that, I sent you back to your house and you gave me a kiss on my face or mouth.hehe I dun remember but one thing for sure, I was driving home,smiling all the way from Penang to BM and even on my sleep that night. I knew this is going to be true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued next year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S2b4pED_gRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/IvHaiFqE9k4/s1600-h/IMG_3700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S2b4pED_gRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/IvHaiFqE9k4/s400/IMG_3700.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433303384817893650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porno pic for your entertainment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2892913556726297686?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2892913556726297686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-anniversary.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2892913556726297686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2892913556726297686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary!'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S2b4pED_gRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/IvHaiFqE9k4/s72-c/IMG_3700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2809211009105464814</id><published>2010-01-24T22:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T22:52:20.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions(I hope it is still not too late)</title><content type='html'>Tan Wei Lee's new year resolution:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) To shed some kgss..Die die must thin down to 46kg. Means I have 4 more kgs to cut down which I think it is super impossible. Must try the lemonade diet ade.Maybe it will work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Fight less with the bf and love him more instead.=p . Help bf to fulfill his wishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Be more serious in work and will change my job by this year.*fingers crossed* Pray hard that I will get a better offer somewhere else. Please pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d)Take care of my health. Less oily food, less seafood and less sugar. Exercise more. Hope my cholestrol level will go down to normal, Lecithin lecithin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Control my emotions. Be more positive. Dun let small things affect my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f) Help mum and dad in the shop more!!!!Be more patient towards my bros and sister. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g) Keep more $$$$$$$$ and stop spending on unnecessary stuffs!!!!! Before I want to buy anything I must think whether will I use it for more than 10 times, or else I will not buy.Anyone, please remind me this!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h)Short and long vacations!!! Dahlah wanna save money,sumo wanna go vacations,susahlah macam ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) Be happy always!!this include everyone around me!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2809211009105464814?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2809211009105464814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolutionsi-hope-it-is-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2809211009105464814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2809211009105464814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-resolutionsi-hope-it-is-still.html' title='New Year Resolutions(I hope it is still not too late)'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-9046056893518509286</id><published>2010-01-23T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:52:34.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>What does it mean when someone whom u love very much is doing something that you dislike behind you?Am I being over sensitive? How do I deal with this?Should I ask or should I just pretend normal?I hate it when I had already make it so clear that I do not like those things and they still do it. I really couldnt tolerate with it.I need some respect as well. Small thing does count. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong that I choose my life this way?Maybe some people feel that I am quite useless now. I go to work, after work I go home.I do not socialise much but this had been my routine since I started work. It is not that I had changed because of anyone.I am aware of my surrounding, I am not dead but sometimes I do not even have time for myself.I tried as much as I could but somehow it is not enough to fulfill everyone. I am glad that I had a job now and families that supported me. That is more than enough.I knew no matter what mum and dad are the who will be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I need to care about everyone's feelings? I am tired. Seriously tired. Who cares about mine? Why things that I do, it is never enough to make everyone happy?Did anyone ask me before am I happy myself? Can I just give up on everything and just leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I have today, is this really what I really wan?Well,maybe before I graduated, I have bigger dreams and hopes but after I step into the working world, things arent like what you had imagine before. I do not have a choice as well. I need to start from the low. It is not that I had give up my dreams,I am just putting it aside for the moment. I couldnt leave because I have my own responsibilities over here. I am not a free bird like others where you can leave anytime you want. I have my families and my parents and sister needed me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish that I will have someone that I can talk to about everything now Usually I do not tell out what is in my mind and sometimes people tend to misund me.I just feel like giving up on everything now.=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-9046056893518509286?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/9046056893518509286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/feelings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/9046056893518509286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/9046056893518509286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/feelings.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2055025911141373145</id><published>2010-01-12T21:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:38:13.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hong Kong, here we come</title><content type='html'>Excitement level:88%(sounds nicer) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Hong Kong on this coming Friday. I am super excited right now although all my work is still undone and I havent really start packing yet. I have so much things to bring and the bf keep telling me you dun nid to bring this and you dun need to bring that..speaks like pakcik and acts like one too.*shakes head*Bf is coming back on this Thursday and we will be flying together from Penang to Hong Kong and the best thing is I get to eat my nasi ayam on this Friday!!Cant wait!!Everyone will be sleeping during dat time and I will be the one awake enjoying my nasi ayam,bestnyaa!!*bf please dun fight my nasi ayam with me,I wun tolerate!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I cannot imagine two bananas going to Hong Kong. How are we going to communicate with hongkies?100% for sure I will be laughing non stop when the bf speaks cantonese.How are we going to order our food when we do not recognize any chinese words? 100% for sure bf will be acting that he understand every single chinese words and try to order like a profesionnal.I think I will be sitting beside him,giggling all the way.How are we going to bargain with the hongkies?gerenti sure kena "dai" once we open our mouth,think I will ask the bf to act innocent with me,maybe they will pity us and count cheaper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bf had prepared every single thing for the trip and I will just follow his plans.hehe..Glad to have him because I dun like to plan ahead.I just need to tell him where I want to go*shopping and shopping and more shopping please*..and he will arrange the rest of it!!Lucky me!!!Looking forward to our anniversary trip..*it is so called the anniversary trip because we wont be celebrating our anniversary together which falls on this month as well and we will just assume this is an anniversary trip* hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh ya,I will be going to Hong Kong for 4 days and we will be flying back to Singapore after dat.Omg,How am i going to visit all the places in four days?Hope our plan did turn out well.I will be staying in Singapore for two more days before flying back to Penang.I can shop in Singapore!!!!!I can go for lunch with bf during his lunch break and the happiest thing is I wont be going back to office for four days!!double joy!!!*My laptop sure misses me since my bf doesnt let me bring it along*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week had been a mess for me and the bf and I know this week will be better. I am sorry bf!!*U know I know*We are still good fren right?hehe..I let u bully kau kau when u see me la.I 'pou fan' in Hong Kong ok?=).Hong Kong here we come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2055025911141373145?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2055025911141373145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/hong-kong-here-we-come.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2055025911141373145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2055025911141373145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/hong-kong-here-we-come.html' title='Hong Kong, here we come'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5879749065873985252</id><published>2010-01-09T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T22:59:33.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need guidance</title><content type='html'>Wat is exactly happening to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I behaving this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I get rid of this feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone please help me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5879749065873985252?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5879749065873985252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-guidance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5879749065873985252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5879749065873985252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-guidance.html' title='I need guidance'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5456640690022383088</id><published>2009-12-19T23:40:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:15:32.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bday Celebration</title><content type='html'>Since I am still not tired, I am going to blog about my bday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday(04/12/09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received flowers from baby in the office in the morning.=) Although it is not the type of flowers that he had ordered earlier,still I love it.*He was complaining that the flowers are super ugly.* Thanks baby,I still love it lots. After that, my colleagues celebrated my bday for me as well. We had blueberry cake and I went off after the celebration because baby is reaching at 4pm,was rushing to the airport so that he does not need to wait that long. Once I fetched him, we went to Pulau Tikus to get my bday cake that he had ordered earlier as well.*So sweet of him* After we got the bday cake, we went back to BM because we are going to have dinner with my family and eunice in Khun Thai. Went home, slack then off we go for dinner. After the dinner, mum and eunice's mum wanted to go to the temple,so we followed them there. After they are done, we went back home to cut my bday cake. =).End of 1st day. Thank you makcik for celebrating my bday with me again this year. Last year you were the one who came over to my house at 12am sharp just to celebrate my bday and this year you were with me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz5Vm6iOZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tPSaKKK70W0/s1600-h/16243_230135295644_584480644_4721682_1728444_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz5Vm6iOZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tPSaKKK70W0/s400/16243_230135295644_584480644_4721682_1728444_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416978601438493074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz5kVvm4_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MAKzaUmgbxs/s1600-h/16243_230128210644_584480644_4721630_2191429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz5kVvm4_I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/MAKzaUmgbxs/s400/16243_230128210644_584480644_4721630_2191429_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416978854527296498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6YtKGV-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/7CgMz5Vm6Ks/s1600-h/16243_230128300644_584480644_4721641_3503458_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6YtKGV-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/7CgMz5Vm6Ks/s400/16243_230128300644_584480644_4721641_3503458_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416979754165622754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6ha4YRII/AAAAAAAAAFg/4DOF_-Hr0Tg/s1600-h/16243_230128325644_584480644_4721644_1062244_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6ha4YRII/AAAAAAAAAFg/4DOF_-Hr0Tg/s400/16243_230128325644_584480644_4721644_1062244_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416979903878284418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6rkAzplI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bb5f_Vc0DT8/s1600-h/16243_230128390644_584480644_4721652_4625821_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6rkAzplI/AAAAAAAAAFo/bb5f_Vc0DT8/s400/16243_230128390644_584480644_4721652_4625821_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980078128244306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz60BY6yaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/e_P3nPwYaAs/s1600-h/16243_226542185644_584480644_4701753_1005800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz60BY6yaI/AAAAAAAAAFw/e_P3nPwYaAs/s400/16243_226542185644_584480644_4701753_1005800_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980223452957090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6-lVLh2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/m9xx-WJBjM0/s1600-h/16243_230128395644_584480644_4721653_1808360_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz6-lVLh2I/AAAAAAAAAF4/m9xx-WJBjM0/s400/16243_230128395644_584480644_4721653_1808360_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980404899645282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7IRjJUxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XbltIZkgvT0/s1600-h/16243_230128425644_584480644_4721656_7121568_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7IRjJUxI/AAAAAAAAAGA/XbltIZkgvT0/s400/16243_230128425644_584480644_4721656_7121568_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980571388203794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7QQfSFII/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZYCwE9Mxvac/s1600-h/16243_230128445644_584480644_4721659_6509497_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7QQfSFII/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZYCwE9Mxvac/s400/16243_230128445644_584480644_4721659_6509497_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980708542518402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (05/12/09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10smtg. Eunice came over to my house to pick me and the bf for dimsum. Went to eunice's house for mahjong after that. Bf is impressed with eunice's house.hehe. Went home to shower and get ready to go back to Penang(the bf's house) and for the dinner. Went back to bf's hse to clean up,slack and dress up for dinner for the night.hehee.After the dinner in Vintage Bulgaria, we went over to Hard Rock to take pics and visit around. This is my 1st time there with the bf. We wanted to get the tshirt but they were out of sizes but we are planning to get a shirt for each other as Christmas present when he is back to Penang next time. After dat, we went back to Bm and met up with CH and Eunice in Starbucks. Chat for a while and we went back home to sleep. End of day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7ZFpZh-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hm8ci9r_kzE/s1600-h/16243_230128500644_584480644_4721664_7828926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7ZFpZh-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/hm8ci9r_kzE/s400/16243_230128500644_584480644_4721664_7828926_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416980860250982370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7xXz5jaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Sh7lfChISDU/s1600-h/16243_230128560644_584480644_4721673_3771374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7xXz5jaI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Sh7lfChISDU/s400/16243_230128560644_584480644_4721673_3771374_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981277443722658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7sCxtn7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MK35IJvpPGU/s1600-h/16243_230128535644_584480644_4721671_5507352_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7sCxtn7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/MK35IJvpPGU/s400/16243_230128535644_584480644_4721671_5507352_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981185898061746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7my8Ia1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/6UgZsi11WMs/s1600-h/16243_230128515644_584480644_4721667_251301_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7my8Ia1I/AAAAAAAAAGg/6UgZsi11WMs/s400/16243_230128515644_584480644_4721667_251301_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981095747447634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7huPtpSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ylcri-Pwub0/s1600-h/16243_230128510644_584480644_4721666_3723856_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz7huPtpSI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Ylcri-Pwub0/s400/16243_230128510644_584480644_4721666_3723856_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981008588055842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday (06/12/09)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We woke up quite late because we slept late the night before. Had bak kut teh as our lunch and went home and slack for a lil while before sending the bf off to the airport. We reached the airport quite early so we spend our time in coffee bean. After sending the bf off, I went back and slept for a while before going out for dinner with CH , eunice and my sis. Had dinner in Boston Restaurant and after the dinner, we went to auto city flea market. me and eunice got the same dress.=). end of day 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz8DOS7rVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZxvsklfoIIM/s1600-h/16243_230135310644_584480644_4721683_4991779_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz8DOS7rVI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZxvsklfoIIM/s400/16243_230135310644_584480644_4721683_4991779_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981584127176018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz79PofjuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2tYXBLFNxYg/s1600-h/16243_230135285644_584480644_4721681_4294066_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz79PofjuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/2tYXBLFNxYg/s400/16243_230135285644_584480644_4721681_4294066_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416981481406828258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I spend my bday for this year. Thank u baby for accompanying me. Thanks for all the effort you had put in for my bday celebration. Thanks for the pressie. Love it. Thanks for all the wishes from my frens. Love ya guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5456640690022383088?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5456640690022383088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/12/bday-celebration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5456640690022383088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5456640690022383088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/12/bday-celebration.html' title='Bday Celebration'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Syz5Vm6iOZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/tPSaKKK70W0/s72-c/16243_230135295644_584480644_4721682_1728444_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2924294764702938350</id><published>2009-12-06T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:19:46.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Three</title><content type='html'>I am finally twenty three. Time flies. I remembered celebrating my bday just not long ago in KL and now another year had passed.When I am in secondary, I always wish that I will grow up faster so that I can work, dress in formal and earn my own money but right now I just hope that the time will just stop. It is not fun at all when u are really getting old/growing up.Things did not turn out the way we wanted it to be and it is not as smooth as what we haf expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are a kid,you do not need to worry about anything else because your parents will arrage every single thing for you but now, you have to decide every single thing of your life by yourself. I miss being a kid now. Can I turn back the time?I do not want to grow up.)=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summarization of 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work/Career : I had no idea what had i done for the past one year. Sometimes when I think back, I felt quite dissapointed with myself.I had been working for a year plus already but what did i learn?? Till now, I still do not know what I really want and I knew no one can help me in this other than myself. Right now,I am just working for the sake of work. Boss ask me to take ACCA but I am still thinking whether do I really need this? I know it is never wrong to improve ourself with more knowledge but that is not really what I want at this moment.Maybe I shouldnt push myself too hard now. When the time comes, I will know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship : I feel very lucky to have him as my bf. No doubt that he is the best guy I had ever met.Everytime when I am moody or unhappy, he will be the one who will cheer me up. He never gave up on me despite my bad temper and he will talk to me nicely to make sure that I understand him. We used to argue so much in the beginning of the relationship for stupid stuffs yet we managed to get through all this.Long distance is never easy and we spend lots of money in air tickets to meet up in order for this relationship to work out but it was all worth it.Thank you baby for not giving up on me and loving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends : My besties are still the same. I had been stuck to them since secondary and I am very blessed to haf them.They are my best listeners,my shopping kakis and my tok cock partners.Thank u so much makcik makcik sekalian.Altho there is only a few of you, it is already more than enough.Quality is better than quantity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being so emo in this post. Wat the hell is happening to me?I should be happy on my bday instead of emo-ing over here. Anyway, thanks for all the bday wishes and the pressie. I felt loved!! Thank you people..You guys made my day.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna post up the bday pics after this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy bday to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2924294764702938350?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2924294764702938350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/12/twenty-three.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2924294764702938350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2924294764702938350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/12/twenty-three.html' title='Twenty Three'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-8271481585947703083</id><published>2009-11-04T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:37:39.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>When will you understand why am I behaving this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all about the same thing all the time.When can this stop???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you understood but now I realize you did not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck My Life!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am giving up. I do not give a damn anymore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8271481585947703083?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8271481585947703083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/11/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8271481585947703083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8271481585947703083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/11/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5701379241607520087</id><published>2009-11-01T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:33:06.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>%^((*$@$%</title><content type='html'>I really feel like slapping you!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off!!!!!! You deserve this treatment!!!!!BITCH!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5701379241607520087?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5701379241607520087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5701379241607520087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5701379241607520087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='%^((*$@$%'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-8474270509838543695</id><published>2009-11-01T09:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:07:49.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week</title><content type='html'>Updates updates on my life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been working everyday and I am still working now.It's the quarter end again and lot's of work need to be done. Plan to go back office today but I need to attend my shop's opening ceremony later in Jawi, so I am working from home now. Sis is performing again tonight.What is weekend?I am more busy than the weekdays.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent been toking much to bf lately as he is busy with his work and school also.We are two busy cows.wowowowowo.There are nothing in our life except work.I havent been seeing him almost 2 or 3 weeks?I lost count of it also..Anyway, two more weeks I will be seeing him already.*need to start diet again because I had been eating a lot due to stress*=='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SuzrCF6gdrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xzGVFptPOWQ/s1600-h/DSC01389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SuzrCF6gdrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xzGVFptPOWQ/s400/DSC01389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398948474490222258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good news is Chi Hou and Eunice are coming back soon!!Super excited.I havent been seeing CH for almost 2 years???Eunice, we need to go and shop together when you are back!!!*U know I know*I called VS they other day and she told me she wants to go Bangkok at the end of the year.I wan to go also!!!!!!Long time never go trip with the gals already..Wait for me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh yeah..I am going Hong Kong this Jan. Sudd decision made by the bf.So both of us are totally broke now.Sob Sob. Super dry season for both of us.And I just bought a DSLR camera. So lagi broke..I need to go and beg for money now.tsk tsk..I do not mind if anyone wants to donate to me..Your help is greatly appreciated!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8474270509838543695?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8474270509838543695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-week.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8474270509838543695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8474270509838543695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/11/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SuzrCF6gdrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/xzGVFptPOWQ/s72-c/DSC01389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-6050756737885968093</id><published>2009-09-29T12:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:44:55.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poney's Barn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SsGQwUPIGvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A0uNE0zmkOs/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SsGQwUPIGvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A0uNE0zmkOs/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386745789052099314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My babies!=)&lt;br /&gt;All my time are spend on them!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-6050756737885968093?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/6050756737885968093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/09/poneys-barn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6050756737885968093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6050756737885968093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/09/poneys-barn.html' title='Poney&apos;s Barn'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SsGQwUPIGvI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/A0uNE0zmkOs/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-4868205364034476021</id><published>2009-09-26T13:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T13:33:28.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moral of the day</title><content type='html'>Moral of the day: Do not listen to complains from couple whom are in a middle of a fight, or else you will get blame for things that you are not even aware of. Instead of helping, you make it even worse. To be safe, mind our own business.  Share happiness, not sorrowness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt my lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-4868205364034476021?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/4868205364034476021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/09/moral-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4868205364034476021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4868205364034476021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/09/moral-of-day.html' title='Moral of the day'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-922810821557449251</id><published>2009-09-07T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T00:07:51.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy bday baby!!</title><content type='html'>Happy bday baby!Hug hug!!!!It's nice spending the weekend and your bday with you.I know I did not give u a memorable bday but cincai laa..hehehe..dun complain k? Sorry for fighting with you the night before your bday and going to bed at 10pm. I was too tired from walking whole day.=p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to give you a surprise by not letting u know I am going over to Singapore but I do not know the way to your house,so I need to spill out to you that I am coming. I wanted to buy you a cake but the cake is so damn expensive.*gf cheapo ,paiseh* I wanted to bring you out for dinner, you tell me you dunwan.*I more happy coz I can save* In the end I did nothing.Sorry!!!!But accompanying you during your bday is the best present for you right????hehehehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Singapore already!!!!wowowowowow. Two days of sticking to each other after not seeing each other for a month.Thanks for all the soft toys. *altho you are the one who wanted to play,and I just entertained you*I miss you so much!!! Luckilly I will be seeing you again on next Friday.We have 5 days together!!I have so many things that I wanted to do with you. I want to go to the zoo, I want to go to the Botanical Garden for picnicssss, I want to go Bugis Street again and again and again, I want to eat steamboat..* I think I better not continue or else you will ask me to stay in Malaysia and eat grass by myself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I will make your wish come true,I promise!!!*if you did not lie to me what you had wish for* I know you were kind of dissapointed because there are no lil 'surprises' for you. Din know you were expecting it until you hint me!!!I am sorry!!! *act cute*. There were no time for me to prepare anything. Promise you that I will compensate during raya okie?=P Be prepared!! I will make you die terribly.hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ6KlJhGGI/AAAAAAAAADg/qr7HN565eyQ/s1600-h/DSC01262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ6KlJhGGI/AAAAAAAAADg/qr7HN565eyQ/s320/DSC01262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379121127129946210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ7qvMTWlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uq-YcU_ipCY/s1600-h/DSC01305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ7qvMTWlI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uq-YcU_ipCY/s320/DSC01305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379122779093424722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ7qId28yI/AAAAAAAAADw/ztMwocB6rl8/s1600-h/DSC01316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ7qId28yI/AAAAAAAAADw/ztMwocB6rl8/s320/DSC01316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379122768698077986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ-qSyS4rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sxgT7ettd_I/s1600-h/DSC01319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ-qSyS4rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/sxgT7ettd_I/s320/DSC01319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379126070003032754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super dooper tired after coming back from Singapore. My bones felt like it will  just break anytime by itself!I am not young anymore.Btw I am on a bet with the bf. If I can thin down 5 kgs in 2 month's time, I will be rewarded!! I am very determined to thin down now. Baby, u better start saving now!Eh, why must I thin down?I also wan to request for a hunkie bf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you baby!Look forward to spend all your bdays with you!!!Smuacksss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I was suppose to post this yesterday but i went to bed at 1030.But I already changed the date to 7th!blekk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-922810821557449251?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/922810821557449251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-bday-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/922810821557449251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/922810821557449251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-bday-baby.html' title='happy bday baby!!'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SqZ6KlJhGGI/AAAAAAAAADg/qr7HN565eyQ/s72-c/DSC01262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-7210327894113295805</id><published>2009-08-24T22:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:23:10.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naive?</title><content type='html'>I think I had never been pissed off after so long except for work stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun tell me she is naive because she is not. She is totally a faker. U are the one who gave up and now you are trying to be nice?What is the point? I dun like you and I seriously hate you. So what if he had move on with his life without you and dun even care what is happening to you? Do you feel hurt and unwanted? You used the be the most important person but now you are not anymore. Sad isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dun pretend that you cared about his life anymore or you just want to be friends because you are not.All the help you are always asking for!!I am a girl  and I understand how a girl think and how a gal feels and why does she react this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what?You are angry because he blocked you?How do you find out about it? If he is someone who is not important to you, will you go and find out whether he is online or not? Sms and tell him all the bullshit?Thanks for being 'kind' but i seriously do not appreciate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not mind if you seriously want to be friends but you are not. I am not someone who does not use my brain to think. I am more sensitive than him for sure. Maybe to him, he will think that you are just being 'kepo' which I seriously doubt it.You wanted to know more about our personal life and I dislike letting you know anything about me.Maybe I had misunderstood you but I trust my own instinct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naive?Bullshit.Someone is getting on my nerves again. Dun make me approach you miss nice!! I am being a meanie again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-7210327894113295805?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/7210327894113295805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/08/naive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7210327894113295805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7210327894113295805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/08/naive.html' title='Naive?'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2173425581236702963</id><published>2009-08-22T15:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T10:20:02.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hamsup left the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SuzuRQ-OrlI/AAAAAAAAAFA/chb1CKx9xio/s1600-h/DSC00856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SuzuRQ-OrlI/AAAAAAAAAFA/chb1CKx9xio/s400/DSC00856.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398952033691545170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got them last week on Friday night and now they are dead. I was sleeping when my brother woke me up and told me that my turtle is not moving anymore. Yesterday when I look at him, he is still eating and crawling around but today he is dead.I  shed tears again. I think I can never rare animals. WIll the girl survive by itself without a partner? I am really worried she will die as well due to loneliness. I am so so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Hamsup. Goodbye RM150. Why must you die when you din even have the chance to see your owner yet?Wowowowowo. Turtle should be a vr strong animal and you just gave up your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I am really sorry. I am suppose to take good care of them and not let them die. I dissapoint u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 Aug 09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2173425581236702963?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2173425581236702963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/08/hamsup-left-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2173425581236702963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2173425581236702963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/08/hamsup-left-world.html' title='Hamsup left the world.'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SuzuRQ-OrlI/AAAAAAAAAFA/chb1CKx9xio/s72-c/DSC00856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-7595577818636026843</id><published>2009-08-10T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:25:19.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the truth</title><content type='html'>Are we suppose to voice out what is in our mind? Or we should just keep quiet and bare with it if that makes the people around you to be happier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should we think of others before ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Will we be happy this way? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-7595577818636026843?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/7595577818636026843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7595577818636026843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7595577818636026843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/08/truth.html' title='the truth'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-1595760270759508524</id><published>2009-07-26T14:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:14:12.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky I am</title><content type='html'>My flight is delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 2 meetings tomoro morning and my laptop is reaching tomoro morning as well.My test is in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Jetstar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-1595760270759508524?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/1595760270759508524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/unlucky-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1595760270759508524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/1595760270759508524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/unlucky-i-am.html' title='Unlucky I am'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-640541772290044500</id><published>2009-07-22T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:15:20.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Boss,YOU SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>You are the worst and bias guy boss I had ever met. If the job is so easy, why don't you throw it to your pet?It is easier said than done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you ask her to do the job, she insisted that she doesn't wants because the job is tough and there are lots of shit left to be clean. You threw the job to me and you told me it is "easy". I had no choice but to obey since you use the word "decided by management."I did overtime for the past one month everyday and I cleaned all the shit. And finally when everything is cleared, you ask me to pass the job back to her and you gave me another shit to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you do like her so much,please behave. People around you have eyes, it is fucking obvious and please think before you speak. You are someone who believe in God and you should know for everything you had done, there is karma. There will be a day where people will climb on your head and shit on you as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking pissed off with you!Who do you think you are?What do you think you have?one blardy mouth?Go to hell!If everything is so easy, why don't you clean those shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr TTTT, you are such a loser.Someone who does not worth respecting.FUCK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-640541772290044500?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/640541772290044500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/bossyou-sucks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/640541772290044500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/640541772290044500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/bossyou-sucks.html' title='Boss,YOU SUCKS!'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5870660895983020094</id><published>2009-07-06T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:23:05.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Packing,Pimples and workload</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Packing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am flying to Bali on wednesday and I havent start packing yet!Help!!Someone please help me to do the packing.I hate packing!!Sien just called me and told me that everyone is sick once they are back from Bali. I need to be extra careful!Worried that I will fall sick as well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pimples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went for facial and the auntie told me that my face is getting worse. I dislike Shiseido now.They dun work on me anymore. Stupid oily skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant finish my work and the dateline is this Friday!How am i going to finish all these in one day ??How can i go for holiday when my work is all not done?Help meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go. Need to bath and continue working!!sob sob&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5870660895983020094?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5870660895983020094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/packingpimples-and-workload.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5870660895983020094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5870660895983020094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/packingpimples-and-workload.html' title='Packing,Pimples and workload'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-8146388032461466694</id><published>2009-07-05T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:45:17.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kebodohan seorang perempuan</title><content type='html'>I am STUPID.Feels like banging the wall right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the wrong clinic and now I had to pay the medical fees by myself!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Panel Clinic was opposite,not the one I entered!!!! Bodohnya aku!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:Makcik, I change my blogskin and now it is so cacat!!! How?Help me pleaseee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8146388032461466694?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8146388032461466694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/kebodohan-seorang-perempuan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8146388032461466694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8146388032461466694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/kebodohan-seorang-perempuan.html' title='kebodohan seorang perempuan'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5181030052493720261</id><published>2009-07-03T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:27:45.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIffany&amp;Co Charm Bracelet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Sk4VLqOGk4I/AAAAAAAAACo/RZyOXw-mBrs/s1600-h/tiffany%26CO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Sk4VLqOGk4I/AAAAAAAAACo/RZyOXw-mBrs/s400/tiffany%26CO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354240297046283138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saving for the Tiffany&amp;Co Charm bracelet!!!!* no more shopping from today onwards*fingers crossed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5181030052493720261?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5181030052493720261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/tiffany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5181030052493720261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5181030052493720261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/07/tiffany.html' title='TIffany&amp;Co Charm Bracelet'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Sk4VLqOGk4I/AAAAAAAAACo/RZyOXw-mBrs/s72-c/tiffany%26CO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5848505452917539651</id><published>2009-06-29T22:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:17:51.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bits of my life</title><content type='html'>where should i start..i just came back from langkawi one week ago and I had wrote a long post about the trip but I did not post it up yet.I am lazy to do so..maybe i will post it during the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Bali on next Wednesday wit pipi and I hope it will be a great trip but I am still worried it will be dangerous because it's a two girl's trip. If anything happen to us, who should we ask for help?what if the taxi driver send us to some isolated place and rape us?Should we wear something decent that will not attract the attention of rapist? but covering up in Bali is so weird.I am only relying on my babe because I did not make any research on Bali.I never do any research before any trips because I am lazy.woohooo..so people dun go trip with me because I dun plan and I hate planning ahead. I just goes with the flow. She will be my tour guide, my boyfren, my galfren, my mummy, my daddy for this trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sien is in Bali now, maybe should ask her how is it when she is back. *Updates updates*10 minutes ago, dad just told me that Bali is dangerous also as H1N1 is in Bali as well. All thanks to the Australians that are visiting Bali. Cant u guys wear the stupid mask when u know that the stupid flu is widely spread in your country? What if mum doesnt let me go on next week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to talk about my financial status. I spend so much nowadays!! Whenever I see my savings in my bank account, I felt like crying. Where did all my money go?I ate in the cafetaria nowadays and it is fully paid by Dell and I have my dinner at home.*thinking hard where did all my money go*ermmm..air tickets maybe????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work sucks! I am rotating to a new department and I need to start all over again. *cry* Boss is encouraging me to take my ACCA as soon as possible and I am still considering...part of the reason I do not want to take is because I am lazy. After years of studying, why do I need to study again?But I need make my decision soon as the due date is reaching soon. Cannot afford to miss the dateline again, I had missed it once and if I miss this dateline again, I need to wait till next year.Help!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOing to bed now.Nitey people.Love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SkjY8YYYAII/AAAAAAAAACQ/fH70qIybPWI/s1600-h/DSC00360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SkjY8YYYAII/AAAAAAAAACQ/fH70qIybPWI/s320/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352766688978272386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5848505452917539651?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5848505452917539651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/bits-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5848505452917539651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5848505452917539651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/bits-of-my-life.html' title='bits of my life'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SkjY8YYYAII/AAAAAAAAACQ/fH70qIybPWI/s72-c/DSC00360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5404852938174603837</id><published>2009-06-14T22:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:33:21.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It is all rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst weekend ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never ever do things that u dislike just to please me,I wouldn't appreciate it. I hate you even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5404852938174603837?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5404852938174603837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-all-rubbish.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5404852938174603837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5404852938174603837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-is-all-rubbish.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-5107517511461675861</id><published>2009-06-13T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:42:15.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>I just feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be alone and not talk to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just follow what sien told me, chocos might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go and bath and go bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-5107517511461675861?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/5107517511461675861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5107517511461675861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/5107517511461675861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2424125357697853147</id><published>2009-06-12T13:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:09:59.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Farm???</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;confident is the key [1:46 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  baby&lt;br /&gt;Tan, Wei Lee [1:46 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  yeapsss&lt;br /&gt;confident is the key [1:46 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  faster come my happy farm help me kill the worms&lt;br /&gt;Tan, Wei Lee [1:46 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  ...................&lt;br /&gt;confident is the key [1:46 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  got giant worms attack me&lt;br /&gt;confident is the key [1:51 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  cheh&lt;br /&gt;  gf is a lousy gardener&lt;br /&gt;confident is the key [1:55 PM]:&lt;br /&gt;  ahahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;  wowowowoow&lt;br /&gt;  the worm canot die&lt;br /&gt;  how ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SjHwcaUd-NI/AAAAAAAAACI/_UXljMVwmS4/s1600-h/untitled+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SjHwcaUd-NI/AAAAAAAAACI/_UXljMVwmS4/s320/untitled+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346318603557664978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, as a entertaining gf, did go and help him, but the wrom wouldnt die..&lt;br /&gt;someone please save my bf's farm, or else he will not stop bugging me and complain about the stupid worm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy farm is indeed happy for him but not me.Who created this stupid game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't they create this type of game in reality?there are so much uncut grass and worms all around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2424125357697853147?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2424125357697853147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-farm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2424125357697853147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2424125357697853147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-farm.html' title='Happy Farm???'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SjHwcaUd-NI/AAAAAAAAACI/_UXljMVwmS4/s72-c/untitled+2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-9203463013700324213</id><published>2009-06-10T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:41:18.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood Donation</title><content type='html'>I went for blood donation in the company today. The hospital staffs came over to our company for the blood donation campaign and the responses was indeed good. The nurse told me that during the morning session, they had already send back over 100 packets  to the hospital minus those that had been rejected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had wanted to donate blood and play my part as a good citizen since long time ago but I always back out last minute because I am scared of the pain. Anyway, finally I had the courage to do so hari ini(6/10/2009).*proud of myself* I still remember Eunice and me were planning to go for blood donation but never have the chance and courage to do so. Eunice, let's go when you are back okie?hehehheee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well blood donation is not that scary after all,altho I did borrow someone's hand to hold when the nurse injected me and also questioning the nurse non stop. I was asking the nurse whether did anyone faint after donating their blood and the nurse laughs at me.*paiseh* My 1st time, I donated 300ml, big achievement, but I did felt dizzy after that. I am proud of myself!hehhehee..anyway I heard that if you donate blood, your pimples will go away since all the dirty blood had been donated and the body will reproduce new blood.How true is that...let's see whether did my pimples go away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_Q4-mQIEI/AAAAAAAAACA/jQFUfXid44Q/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_Q4-mQIEI/AAAAAAAAACA/jQFUfXid44Q/s200/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720960006758466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_Q4jzepAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/RcSNZ8AlCQA/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_Q4jzepAI/AAAAAAAAAB4/RcSNZ8AlCQA/s200/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720952814478338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_Q4YVyuHI/AAAAAAAAABw/0_6FWHws_eM/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_Q4YVyuHI/AAAAAAAAABw/0_6FWHws_eM/s200/DSC00042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345720949737175154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed. My pimples are getting worse nowadays. Thanks to Facebook games.Facebook is evil!Please remove all those stupid games away!! I am already addicted to them. I could sacrifice my time for the games and not talk to the bf.Guys,dun let your gf play Facebook games.else maybe you will lose her to Facebook.See how addictive they are..Nitey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-9203463013700324213?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/9203463013700324213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/blood-donation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/9203463013700324213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/9203463013700324213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/blood-donation.html' title='Blood Donation'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_Q4-mQIEI/AAAAAAAAACA/jQFUfXid44Q/s72-c/DSC00044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-3073041181829430685</id><published>2009-06-10T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T23:16:13.711+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Missing the big guy</title><content type='html'>I heart my bf!! He is the greatest guy on earth. Baby, I am missing you already. It is only 2 days of not seeing each other but I misses you so badly. Spending the weekend with you is always fun altho the exact day we spent with each other this round is only one day since one day you are having exam and another day you are working.boooooooo...Anyway I do not mind because I can shop while you are not around!!weeeeee...with expenses fully covered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the dresses and shoes!!!I am the luckiest gf on earth!!*envy me* and not forgetting the necklace as well!!I wanted it for so long and thanks for making it real for me.I will take good care of it.*winks*love it love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_N03YCC8I/AAAAAAAAABo/o8VjdVmtry0/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_N03YCC8I/AAAAAAAAABo/o8VjdVmtry0/s320/DSC00046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345717590813707202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_N0lNDdpI/AAAAAAAAABg/oZMxjJr03lU/s1600-h/DSC00048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_N0lNDdpI/AAAAAAAAABg/oZMxjJr03lU/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345717585935824530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see you in 10 more days.Langkawi, here we come.*means i only have 10 more days to burn my fats,shit!* Scooters,bikinis,tree house,sunnies,sea and lotsa love...here we come!!I need to make full use of the time in Langkawi as I wont be seeing you already after that since you will be leaving to Australia and I am going to Bali.One month of not seeing each other..how am I going to survive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bf is not feeling well again.Get well soon baby!I seriously hate your stomach. Always give you problems.Go give others problem, leave my bf alone!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: my bf is in bed at 930 again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-3073041181829430685?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/3073041181829430685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-big-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3073041181829430685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3073041181829430685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-big-guy.html' title='Missing the big guy'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/Si_N03YCC8I/AAAAAAAAABo/o8VjdVmtry0/s72-c/DSC00046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-7315066039771856887</id><published>2009-06-03T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:21:10.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No life.No life</title><content type='html'>Well, i guess i haven't been blogging for quite sometime and everyone misses me. The main reason I am not blogging is because I have nothing to update and I have no life.My life=work=no life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person in my life, which I really does communicate everyday is my boyfriend and miss teh voon sien. I have lost contact with the rest and the worst part is I dun even bother to look for them.Eunice, I am really sorry for not replying your message the other day regarding to your interview because I was busy working. It is the closing month again and I am rushing like a mad cow again.Miss Yong, I am updating this because you said that it is always about the girlfriends post. I got nothing to update. Nothing happening in my life and your life cant be happening if you only have one(satu) friend in BM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the most happening in my life currently which I can only think of now is, I had my hair curled and I look like an auntie now!!! So lame right but I have no pictures to show.Lazy to post.ehehehe.. ohh, another thing, I had been converted into a permanent staff with no increment and no benefits. Lagi lame..Now I am a cheap labour with recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh..and updates on the bastard which is still alive.He msged me the other day and pretended that nothing had happen before.Can someone just kill him?I will pay you even though i need to use up all my savings.God bless your bitchy gf. You are my worst nightmare ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am flying over to Singapore this Saturday to meet the bf again and I did the stupidest thing ever. When I booked the air ticket, I accidentally booked for a meal also. I guess I will be the only one eating on the plane on that day. People will be wondering why am I eating on the plane when the duration of the flight is only one hour. Aku amat mensiasuikan!!! It's been 3 weeks since we last saw each other. Baby, you better not say I am fat.  I will kill you. Just close one eye and tell me I am sexy, I will follow you home.If not, I will take the next flight home straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night people.My bf goes to bed at 9.30pm.wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-7315066039771856887?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/7315066039771856887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-lifeno-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7315066039771856887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-6097409859445369234</id><published>2009-04-20T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:33:00.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='girls'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy bday Joyce(my bestie)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexPQk5JCdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DX8-mBHFAkw/s1600-h/DSC06614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326719605472299474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexPQk5JCdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DX8-mBHFAkw/s200/DSC06614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's your 23rd bday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Bday Girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had been celebrating bdays for the 16th year now which means we already known each other for 16 years..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May all ur wishes come true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you lots&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-6097409859445369234?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/6097409859445369234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/04/biglietti-franco-battiato-lecce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6097409859445369234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6097409859445369234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/04/biglietti-franco-battiato-lecce.html' title='Happy bday Joyce(my bestie)'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexPQk5JCdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/DX8-mBHFAkw/s72-c/DSC06614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-6447437103987982280</id><published>2009-04-20T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:01:20.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new home</title><content type='html'>Hi Peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four years of being with xanga, I decided to abandon xanga and move to a new place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-6447437103987982280?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/6447437103987982280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6447437103987982280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/6447437103987982280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-new-home.html' title='My new home'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-565529150228318794</id><published>2009-04-14T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:18:42.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I worked for all this to come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried.I gave my best and I still fail in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the problem lies in me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just ain't right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-565529150228318794?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/565529150228318794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-worked-for-all-this-to-come-true.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/565529150228318794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/565529150228318794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-worked-for-all-this-to-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-7342268661971804194</id><published>2009-03-17T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:20:51.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am just not in the mood right now and I think I can scream at anyone who talk to me now.Everything seems to go wrong.I seriously hate my work,the people,the management and the environment. I wanted to leave but I know if I leave I will regret because I did not start searching for a new job yet and this is not a right time to quit since it is recession period.I know I shouldn't be complaining right now as there are so many jobless people out there  and I should feel glad I still have a job but what is the point forcing yourself doing the things you hate? My working place sucks to the max. My best partner had left and I have no one to talk to during work anymore and the worse part is I couldn't surf the net like how I used to anymore Even talking on the msn is also restricted.WTF! The management is getting more and more strict nowadays.They are asking us to report what we do every hour and I hate being checked.Seriously I will go crazy if I continue to stay there. Everyone is leaving this place and I am the only one staying. You could feel someone is watching you all the time and you would not know who will back stab you in the end. It's like working in the prison.Fuck the management.Fuck D**L. Fuck the senior accountant,especially the shortie.I do not know what I want anymore. Is this for myself or just to please my mum? I really want to quit this job but I know my mum will be angry if I do so. I do not mind working late without pay if I love the job but now I seriously hate this job. I hate the people over there. 80 % of them are all fakers and you could feel that they are only using you for their own benefits.It's all politics. Sometimes I really prefer working in a small company. People there are much nicer and they really treated you like friends which reminds me of my previous audit firm.My current company, everyone ignores you and maybe even on the day u leave, nobody even notice,unless they need you to help them to complete their task and .Most of my colleagues are so happy  when they have the chance to leave this company. It's like leaving hell. There are people leaving my department every month, so you can guess how high the turnover is and the main reason they choose to quit are because they could not stand the people over here,especially the management and those fucking senior accountants (kiasu + kiasi). I felt so relieved now.I know every working place have its own politics but I couldn't stop myself from complaining about this company. !@#%&amp;amp;*^.It is a US based company but it is operating like a china man company. I want to change job!! Someone please talk to my mum or someone please offer me a better job. I do not mind working late and heavy workload but please make sure the people are nice. Going off to bed now. Need to recharge my energy to face the fakers at work again tommorrow. Nites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-7342268661971804194?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/7342268661971804194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-just-not-in-mood-right-now-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7342268661971804194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7342268661971804194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-just-not-in-mood-right-now-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2501328014801229901</id><published>2009-03-11T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:26:04.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexNXbOW8dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gMbrx5p7U38/s1600-h/DSC09315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326717524112765394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexNXbOW8dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gMbrx5p7U38/s200/DSC09315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first met you, you looked like a sor chai or even worse than that. I dont even bother to look at you but now I wish to see you every minute.Life will be very wonderful if you are right back here in Penang. We can go dating everyday till we get tired of each other.hehehehe...I miss the long weekend we spend together in Singapore.Waking up seeing you sleeping by my side. Hugging you whole day long.Laying on the bed with you. Looking into each other eyes and making fun of each other. Fighting with each other on the bed but I still win in the end(nehhhh). Laughing at my lame jokes(eventho it is not funny).Camwhoring with me all the time(Pose kuat kuat).Praising yourself cute and yeng when you are not.Merajuk when I dun bother about you.(purposely close my msn, Facebook  and Malaysiadreamgirls without asking my permission just to attract my attention). Forbiding me to eat(torturing gf).Watching boring movies together till I fall asleep in the cinema.Playing lame games together.(I still want that bunny,we go play again next time!).Cycling along the beach.I miss you so much, boh yeng bf. Why is Singapore so damn far away?!!!&lt;br /&gt;I do not know when will we see each other again.The time is killing me.&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/5860329527918706054-2501328014801229901?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2501328014801229901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-first-met-you-you-looked-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2501328014801229901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2501328014801229901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-i-first-met-you-you-looked-like.html' title=''/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexNXbOW8dI/AAAAAAAAAAU/gMbrx5p7U38/s72-c/DSC09315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-7546949974350206233</id><published>2009-02-28T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:27:29.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>It isn't my day</title><content type='html'>Staying at home on Sat sucks.Bestie is in Australia.Bf is in Singapore.I am alone in Penang.I am feeling very moody.I am getting more and more sensitive nowadays.Especially about the "past".I hate it.It makes me feel insecure. It makes me think what I really want.It affects my feelings. My colleague is leaving next week,which means I will be alone already. I have no one to complain, to crap with anymore.There is no more life at work. Work is pressuring. Arghh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-7546949974350206233?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/7546949974350206233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-isnt-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7546949974350206233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/7546949974350206233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-isnt-my-day.html' title='It isn&apos;t my day'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2246797374822101093</id><published>2009-02-22T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:37:51.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>My Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexQFc3DmfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/o0nbbrpV6aQ/s1600-h/b184928294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720513849137650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexQFc3DmfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/o0nbbrpV6aQ/s320/b184928294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       &lt;em&gt;   Marina Bay(130209)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting you was a fate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becoming your friend was a choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but falling in love with you I had no control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is superb after you came into my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me crazy, but I would not trade anything else for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might sound like a crazy bitch who is deeply in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it is all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You complete me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me joy and happiness,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shower me with love and care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You show me what us is all about,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the love of my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the guy beyond my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't adore you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't romance you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't cherish you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then  I don't deserve you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will always be my love, my valentine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexP2fUF_PI/AAAAAAAAAAk/P1NuTpszF9s/s1600-h/b184928294.jpg"&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/5860329527918706054-2246797374822101093?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2246797374822101093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-valentine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2246797374822101093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2246797374822101093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-valentine.html' title='My Valentine'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexQFc3DmfI/AAAAAAAAAAs/o0nbbrpV6aQ/s72-c/b184928294.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-4178399934947944378</id><published>2009-02-07T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:44:17.792+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>L.O.V.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexRvFwzf6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mswyVihBhBg/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326722328715034530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexRvFwzf6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mswyVihBhBg/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the bf very very much.Long distance sucks!It's only 5 days we did not see each other but it felt like forever.Can I turn back the time?Can I freeze the time when we were together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss holding your hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss looking at you when you were sleeping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss when you force me to eat bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss looking at the stars with you on the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your lousy driving skill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the way you laugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your gigantic teeth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your lame jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your boh yeng face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your pai kut body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your hairy hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss it when you come and pick me up for lunch everyday during work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the way you look into my eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss they way you kiss my forehead and my lips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your emo look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss sleeping on your lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the hugs and kisses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss your bed and your smelly body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss licking each other face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss when we talk cock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss it when both of us act cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the way u call my name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for sacrificing all your time for me.I felt so bad.All your friends must be mad at meYou make me felt like a princess.You make dinner for me(although it is only bread and bak kua), waiting for me to finish work every night (staying at home and play psp to wait for me),buying food for me after work when I am hungry, feed me like a baby when I do not have the mood to eat ( stupid koay teow soup), asking me not to go work everyday ( so that I can accompany you) , telling me lame jokes in order to make me happy, force yourself to wake up just to accompany me for lunches, the flower, and dressing up just to impress me.You are the sweetest.It's one more week till we can see each other. I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-4178399934947944378?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/4178399934947944378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4178399934947944378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/4178399934947944378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/02/love.html' title='L.O.V.E'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/SexRvFwzf6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/mswyVihBhBg/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-2961648887771724374</id><published>2009-01-17T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:48:06.580+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Butterflies in my stomach</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah..You heard me cursing all this while.But I do not care how you guys judge me. As long as I am happy, there is nothing wrong with it. Just wanted to write before going to bed. Finally it is Friday. I am praying that it is Friday everyday.Work is pressuring. I cried because of work and I curse a lot lately. Lack of sleep and food, will it cause me to be more grumpy?Just wanted to express what is in my heart lately.I have someone special in my heart now. Gosh, after so long of being single and alone.I used to think dat I wun fall for another guy after my ex but now....I am falling for this guy. I used to think that I like older guys as in elder than me 5 or 6 years and I won't fall for someone who is around my age.  I used to seek for a guy who is financially stable, big size, and serious.. But now I am falling for him, which is totally opposite from what I have been looking for.Will this last? Or it is just a crush? To follow my feelings, or to be more realistic in life? But he told me, when you consider too much, you will probably miss out more things in your life which I totally agree with.Falling in love again, it just feel so weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-2961648887771724374?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/2961648887771724374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/01/butterflies-in-my-stomach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2961648887771724374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/2961648887771724374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/01/butterflies-in-my-stomach.html' title='Butterflies in my stomach'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-3072754451370533171</id><published>2009-01-14T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:53:42.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Past'/><title type='text'>Karma</title><content type='html'>I believe in this.I really do.To the brainless bastard, you deserved it. Never ever accused people without using your brain.I kept quiet for the 1st time but when you still do not stop..You are asking for trouble.You make yourself look real bad. And I guess you do not want to be scolded from my mum for the second time unless you do not feel embarrassed.Please look at the floor when you walk past my mum's shop because you are even worse than a dog.Do not try to ask about my life.I live happily without you. I wish you good luck too. Stop msging me and call me for no reason. The next time u call, I will publish your hp num on my blog.A man who is elder than me for 5 years is acting like a retarded kid. When people are busy working and earning money, they are busy interrupting people's life. If you are too free, please go and do some charity. It is good for you. Fucking childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already one year.When will this stop?I live my own life, and I do not give a damn about your life. I won't go and do things like what she used to do because I felt it is so embarrassing. So please do not accuse me without using your brain. If I  want to revenge, I would have already did it earlier. I do not need to wait till today. These people are just too free. They just wouldnt leave me alone. She still cant get enough of me. To the bastard who had been with me for so long, please use your brain. Did I ever created dramas? I m even more timid than a mouse.I avoid dramas. I only complain here all the time.I do not dare to take any actions because before I act, I think of my family's reputation and my own reputation and I feel it is not worth ruining my own reputation for this small reason. Please use your ass or your balls to think if you do not have a brain. These people are making me emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please leave.And to those passerby who do not know the story, please do not leave any comment.This is my page. I can write whatever I want.If you do not like to read, please leave.No one is asking you to stay or leave any stupid comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-3072754451370533171?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/3072754451370533171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/01/karma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3072754451370533171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/3072754451370533171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2009/01/karma.html' title='Karma'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5860329527918706054.post-8532534124926153889</id><published>2008-12-29T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:55:42.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>2 more days..and it is 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really flies..I remembered celebrating new year eve not long ago and now it's already end of the year which means I am getting older again.Sweet and Sour.I gain and I lose.Give and take.Love and hate.Ups and Downs.Still I love 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends come and go but true friends do stay, especially my girlfriends.I learn how to let go which is the best thing that I had done for myself this year. I am really proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories erased..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you learn to let go and ignore,you actually live happier and soon you will realize there is so much more people around that cares about you , loves you and be there for you when they are needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am being lovedddddddd.I am being pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past five years I am living like a fool. Thank god the nightmare is over.Happy New Year people!Leave the past behind and let's start a brand new year together.It just gets better each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5860329527918706054-8532534124926153889?l=thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/feeds/8532534124926153889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8532534124926153889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5860329527918706054/posts/default/8532534124926153889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepoonpooponey.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>thepoonpooponey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04159407563004313556</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xz_Zw22XziY/S7dMYoZ-9wI/AAAAAAAAAII/RGsK-ML3VZo/S220/DSC08637.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
