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src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs095.snc3/16251_208484542210_614857210_2915223_5052289_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new found ☆☆♥♥♥SAKE BAR★★&lt;span class="profile_icon"&gt;&lt;img class="spritemap_icons sx_icons_group" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/rsrc.php/z12E0/hash/8q2anwu7.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and hang out place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been visiting this bar so often that it scares me.  Just last week, I visited 3 times! Honestly, it took a bit of self-control to not go more than 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There're so many reasons that made me come back more and more! Great staffs with very likable and fun personality! I feel that they have the ability to create that relationships with patrons that makes them coming them for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_201845257210_614857210_2890665_835421_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_201845257210_614857210_2890665_835421_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Services aside, the drinks are absolutely amazing. I don't mean to sound like a noob when it comes to drinking sake though it was my first trying out at this bar and it was and has been chilled sake cos what? It's warm alcohol! Wait till winter! Other than a range of different sakes that caters to different likes similar to wining, they have other kinds of Japanese made alcohol. Another thing when it comes to sake, you get to pick a sake cup (similar to a shot glass but oriental) from a range of variety! They're all so cuteee and elegant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this, this is how they chill sake! This sake flask is designed with a bubble in the within the glass flask that the bartender would store ice in and pouring your sake from the tip of the bottle. Unlike the conventional way of icing your wine bottle in a bucket, how creative! That's what they say about Japanese people! Oh also, they serve nuts there, not just peanuts but they have almonds and others, the coolest of all, they have KICKASS WASABI NUTS. lol It's real pain dance on your tongue that goes off quickly. Sick or not, I ♥ it and if you're looking out for an adventure and an edgier night out, gotta try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_208488487210_614857210_2915231_3641427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 592px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_208488487210_614857210_2915231_3641427_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most people could have thought, people like us, sakes are clear. But this particular sake, Nigori Sake is not. The reason so, from what I know from the bartender, during the alcohol making process from rice this has less drips of clear rice sake than the usual clear sake, this contains more of rice pulps, hence it looks milky (and yummy). I really love it though, it has a nice rice-y and yoghut-y taste. haha YUM love milk! A plus point, it is reasonably cheaper than others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_201845242210_614857210_2890664_783028_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 592px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_201845242210_614857210_2890664_783028_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this drink called, Yuzushu made of citrus fruits and taste very like Pamelo or grapefruit. It's served in a wine glass with ice, about 5-10% alcohol content and you can't taste that. It's a nice sweet flavoursome taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another drink, that is a popular alcoholic drink, plum wine, Umeshu. I would recommend Ujicha Umeshu, the only umeshu I've tasted in that bar 'cos it was recommended and given complimentary taste. It was great!! It has a tea flavour with plum, I could just feel cherry blossoms gushing all over me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any dislike of these oriental drink, try their Japanese-imported beer. If you like malty beer like me, get Suntory Malt's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs099.snc3/16650_202091503839_502753839_2966628_6043603_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs099.snc3/16650_202091503839_502753839_2966628_6043603_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you're looking for Kirin, Sapporo, Asahi or whatsoever, they sure have it. But if you're willing to come to this place in search of Japanese alcohol that onl Jap bar has it, have the Japanese brewed beer or sake whatsoever. Don't waste your money on those that are Thailand made Asahi. If you like it, they serve Asahi black. Or Japanese Australian wheat beer, Tanuki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_208503147210_614857210_2915245_3301044_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs115.snc3/16251_208503147210_614857210_2915245_3301044_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs095.snc3/16251_208503227210_614857210_2915248_5696510_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs095.snc3/16251_208503227210_614857210_2915248_5696510_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7055024328715933821?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7055024328715933821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7055024328715933821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7055024328715933821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7055024328715933821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/12/sake-bar.html' title='Sake Bar'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-842456643721274149</id><published>2009-12-19T00:57:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T01:26:22.550+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Korean BBQ Hype in Melbourne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177473837379_507722379_2787968_6627398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177473837379_507722379_2787968_6627398_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;Ox Tongue!&lt;/a&gt; Hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15362_177480227379_507722379_2788022_3359531_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs086.snc3/15362_177480227379_507722379_2788022_3359531_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Polly and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177480207379_507722379_2788018_3460186_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177480207379_507722379_2788018_3460186_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean rice wine. I only order the FRESH soju, the ones below that are very hard to drink, too dry. However, if compared to Japanese sake, soju is not even there, it greatly lacks that malty rice fragrance from far. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;♥sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177470997379_507722379_2787915_8216525_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177470997379_507722379_2787915_8216525_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way they presented their Kimchi, it's beautiful. Beautifully cut and presented for people like me who enjoy the likes of taking piece by piece off by its layers with my metal chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471867379_507722379_2787921_4889252_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471867379_507722379_2787921_4889252_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;soy beans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471862379_507722379_2787920_1571375_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471862379_507722379_2787920_1571375_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471882379_507722379_2787922_1380988_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471882379_507722379_2787922_1380988_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471897379_507722379_2787923_4879196_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs106.snc3/15362_177471897379_507722379_2787923_4879196_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korean&lt;br /&gt;BBQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimchi soup. SO YUMMM. If you dig soups, go for that. Also go for the clear beef soup. It's real good and flavoursome of its beef and soup stock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restaurants that I have been to are, Hwaro, Wooga and Toodouri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say, Hwaro receives the most rating and hype from all Korean bbq lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're great for their juicy, sweet and flavorsome marinated meat (like Wagyu, oh yum!) Their service are pretty good but sometimes not. It depends I think. But if you patronise the restaurant often and are a social butterfly, you might become great acquaintance with the boss that comes with great treatments. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, personally I like Wooga and Toodouri better. As I said, personally, I prefer somewhere nice, chill, not too populated like Hwaro (hwaro is so busy and bustling! It gets doublebooked even on a Monday!) Wooga is my preferred choice because of its warm designed interiors with wooden tables and chairs, its smallness and cozyness and more on the cheaper deal with their set meals that caters from 2 to 8 people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-842456643721274149?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/842456643721274149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=842456643721274149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/842456643721274149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/842456643721274149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/12/korean-bbq-hype-in-melbourne.html' title='Korean BBQ Hype in Melbourne'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2873664812818871361</id><published>2009-12-18T23:55:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T00:47:41.649+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><title type='text'>Graduation 2009 and a wretched heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuGosxNKdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/9VQ5i17BaJE/s1600-h/P1020533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuGosxNKdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/9VQ5i17BaJE/s400/P1020533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416571010613586386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just 2 days ago, some parts of me felt really torn. I attended my friends' graduation and quickier than I expect, I saw NUTS (I'm going to name this guy 'nuts', just briefly, he's someone who I'm still getting over with) holding another girl of his kind hands as they maneuver awkwardly to their seats in the mountain of seated guests. Narrowing my eye fiercely, to approximately 200 metres away in a sea of people I recognized it was NUTS with a girl seemingly a girlfriend. 30 seconds later, as I registered in my head, he actually was 2 feet away from me as he was walking down the aisle from where I stood. Did he not see me, or he chose not to acknowledge me when he's with her? With my head full of piss, I walked half of the stadium and out, almost all&lt;br /&gt;the fibre within me screams and urges me to get out and leave the place 'cos I'd hate to him again or even chancing of bumping into him and end up with a very much not wanted (hated *coughs*) conversation. However, a part of me knows that these aren't unnecessary 'cos it has been months and this really doesn't worth it. I can't just let this get into my head and I really hate dramas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really be positive as I hate being a negative person. I should be happy that this can serve a good and effective medicine to get over him totally, also as a friend that NUTS might have treated me with his kindness though I really don't know what goes on in that thick head of his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scornfully, I attended the graduation with the slight yet very important and persuasive reason that I might see NUTS and he could see me in my pretty dress. Everyone said I looked good and my dress was really pretty. What, seriously? I think I can be labelled as the lowest being without a sense of self of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that its not any worse at all, like its not, NUTS walked past me again RIGHT INFRONT without acknowledging me when his friends actually did when I said Hi to them. He was carrying everything the girl is passing to him. It was a very unpleasant sight, that secretly I think its disgusting. Thank god, I was with my roomie's boyfriend and parent when that happened. Polly's dad was very funny and he cheered me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny that, on that day of the graduation, I read a reading on my horoscope saying that I have been wanting to have a honest conversation with a special someone but it need 2 to happen and the other is not ready therefore it isn't going happen. Also, it says that I need to realize that the hesitation of the other party is largely due to his/her inadequacies and guilt issues. However, both of us know that I (suddenly I'm so self-centred.lol) deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuGMFnWz-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/YDH0yzORa04/s1600-h/P1020556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuGMFnWz-I/AAAAAAAAAVk/YDH0yzORa04/s400/P1020556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416570519066955746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I couldn't help having dreams the same night about the reoccurence of events in different settings, it was disturbing. When I woke up, I felt so strip naked, my sense of worth was degrading, I just don't know who to turn to that could make me feel better. I called tash, a very understanding friend whom I know I could rely on, a treasure. We had dinner, sake at Fumi's, it all felt good to talk, laugh and hug with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should always end this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuFmDycCiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/5IdC9z6GZW4/s1600-h/P1020581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuFmDycCiI/AAAAAAAAAVU/5IdC9z6GZW4/s400/P1020581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416569865741535778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved friends, Natasha and Shushu that always made me feel better and being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuFmXKKVRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/tt8MPCEO_g0/s1600-h/P1020568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuFmXKKVRI/AAAAAAAAAVc/tt8MPCEO_g0/s400/P1020568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416569870941312274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2873664812818871361?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2873664812818871361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2873664812818871361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2873664812818871361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2873664812818871361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/12/graduation-2009-and-wretched-heart.html' title='Graduation 2009 and a wretched heart'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SyuGosxNKdI/AAAAAAAAAVs/9VQ5i17BaJE/s72-c/P1020533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4698771324528154912</id><published>2009-12-18T22:54:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:50:47.081+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother and Daughter'/><title type='text'>Mother and Daughter</title><content type='html'>YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so utterly broke that I need 500 to pay off my rent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reasons are absolutely accountable; I moved a house 'cos of a hateful housemate, lost a new phone and bought a newer phone, just spent my 21st birthday that ever comes once a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so worried that I won't not able to pay off my rent! So I thought the best possible help I could get is from my mom who is coming next week! So I made a call to my mom with my heart crying out loud, me speaking in the most appropriate and calm manner, without fuss and unnecessary disagreements she whom to my belief has became a more understanding person as she ages, she understood my circumstances and agreed to lend me 500 dollars. Phew! Thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, gratefully and sincerely I'm happy that my mom has became a more understanding person. All along, I think she's happy as long as I get a good job and live respectfully. Despite what have happened is the past, it's long gone and I'm truly happy with my capability to forget the unpleasant past and build, pursue a future that my mom and I would love to walk on. Maybe this relationship between my mom and I could only be viewed this way where we live apart. If only my brother could see it the way I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy being what I am, as every human is flawed, I love mine because it gives me the desire and motivation to improve myself and work harder towards the better of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4698771324528154912?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4698771324528154912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4698771324528154912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4698771324528154912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4698771324528154912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/12/mother-and-daughter.html' title='Mother and Daughter'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8526841646370090769</id><published>2009-08-27T22:07:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:23:05.189+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Is Life'/><title type='text'>Lets start the ball rolling</title><content type='html'>What are the things you do or could do when you're tight or worse, broke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You steal, get petty, whor-ing and be a total bitch/mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nup, I am going take the chance to be healthy and pretty. Eat cheap, healthy with lots of fruits and vegies. Stay at home and focus on school work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. Romance? $$$$ !!! Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a bed, mattress, desk and a shelf. *frowns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My schedule for the rest of this and whole of next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Morning class 1030-1230, Filming 1300-1500, Tea time, Dance class 1800-1900, Workshop (Pam's farewell) ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - (I do not want to stay at home and do work on a sunny day) Blogging academic, school work, tea time and chill on SL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Victoria Market grocery shopping and chilling out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Catching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inglorious Bastards&lt;/span&gt; at theatres, making dinner and chill with the girls (Oh! what glorious day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Catching up with school (Pending)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Filming (Wow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Filming (Wow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Pending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Pending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Pending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow guess what?! I just wrote my entire working schedule up online! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8526841646370090769?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8526841646370090769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8526841646370090769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8526841646370090769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8526841646370090769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-start-ball-rolling.html' title='Lets start the ball rolling'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-750022401849703387</id><published>2009-08-27T22:05:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:07:26.061+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This Is Life'/><title type='text'>Starts to blog again...</title><content type='html'>Reason: No, it is not because I do not have a life, it is that I'm broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-750022401849703387?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/750022401849703387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=750022401849703387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/750022401849703387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/750022401849703387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/08/starts-to-blog-again.html' title='Starts to blog again...'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2788191729732837488</id><published>2009-06-07T14:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T14:53:26.988+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Read This! An upcoming revolution!</title><content type='html'>Where's my inner peace?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't focus on what I'm doing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do things right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jump from thoughts to thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jittery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I guarantee that I can get rid of this anxiety after this last week of horrendous work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posters in my room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my place to be spic and span,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs in my laptop,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wallpaper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nail colour,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get rid of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my old songs/images and squish them into one folder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A NEW SPACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2788191729732837488?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2788191729732837488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2788191729732837488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2788191729732837488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2788191729732837488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/06/read-this-upcoming-revolution.html' title='Read This! An upcoming revolution!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2596068106337793173</id><published>2009-05-11T16:12:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T16:37:13.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 ways to work to grow your spirit</title><content type='html'>I don't know whether these are important to much people but I think SPIRIT is important to my well-being. After I took the "mind, body, spirit" quiz from facebook I sort of feel you know it's kinda true that people's motivation comes in different ways. I'm not going to try to be dumb to say that my facebook quiz analysis is so true of myself. But I'd like to think of myself as someone like that but I think there are too much clutter in my life that is somewhat blocking my proper way of living (?) I used to have that's why i've been having all these insecurities.. I need to heal myself! lol Or am I always like that? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;1. Embrace Your Talents&lt;/h3&gt; Recognize and further develop your intelligence and special gifts. Our talents are signifiers that lead us toward our unique paths. Follow your passion and you will soon discover where you fit in this world. When we squelch innate yearnings we lose our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;2. Tie Up Loose Ends&lt;/h3&gt; Unresolved issues eat away at us emotionally and mentally. Tackle troubling things that need dealt with and put them to rest. In the meanwhile, learn not to allow future problems to be ignored. Our wounds fester when they are not attended to in a timely manner. Realize that buried problems always surface eventually. Dealing with difficulties as they arise rather than hiding from them is the best route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;3. Be Responsible in Your Relationships&lt;/h3&gt; Turn away from the "blame game" when it comes to addressing problems in your relationships. Be honest about the things that you have said or done that harmed the relationship. Own up to your own failures. Focus on changing your defeating patterns rather than expecting changes from the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;4. Love Sometimes Means Saying Goodbye&lt;/h3&gt; Not all relationships are meant to last forever. We sometimes out grow our partners, or our partner goes off in a direction which makes us struggle to stay in step with. Sometimes, the most responsible thing you can do is to offer love and compassion to the person as you release the relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;5. Let Go of Useless Attachments&lt;/h3&gt; If a thing no longer serves a purpose in your life, it is clutter. Clutter can be a physical thing or a belief that blocks your path. Holding on to things that don't feed you will instead eat up your energy. Free your space and expand your energy by getting rid of unwanted gifts, broken or useless items, self-defeating mental images, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;6. Confront Your Inner Demons&lt;/h3&gt; Everyone makes mistakes or regrets past decisions. Exposing our frailties and recognizing that we are not perfect frees us from feeling stupid or "less than." Bring light to those things that you are not proud of and realize that through these experiences you have learned great lessons, and have likely become a better person for them. Keeping negative actions hidden can overshadow our spirits with shame or depression. We all deserve to live with joy regardless of our imperfections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;7. Accept Change - Go with the Flow&lt;/h3&gt; There is a fine line between caution and fear. We are meant to travel along a spiritual pathway. We are not meant to remain stunted in one place for very long. Yes, change can be scary. But, change is a path of learning, so why not follow it? When we resist change we can actually create chaos. Do you want to undertake a lesson down a path which you've chosen, or have lessons thrown at you down a path that was forced upon you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;8. Accept Delays&lt;/h3&gt; There are times when we need to be still. Impatience or frustration will not help any situation. Desired changes sometime take time to unfold. You may feel like you are ready to jump into a new arena... but wait. The situation or person that you are wanting to meet may not be ready for you just yet. It's okay to sit at the bus stop for a few more minutes, the bus will arrive eventually. What's the hurry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;9. Love and Honor Yourself&lt;/h3&gt; Are you taking good care of yourself? Your physical body is the vehicle that has been loaned to you to live out your life in and to assist growing your spirit with. Pamper your body, tend to your illnesses, exercise and give it the proper nutrients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;10. Dealing with Death and Illness&lt;/h3&gt; Physical life is a gift that comes with a variety of experiences. Suffering and illness are bundled in with that package of experiences. Although our bodies have expiration dates, our spirits don't expire. Choosing to look at illness and death in positive ways rather than negatively will help to give your life here on the planet deeper meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2596068106337793173?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2596068106337793173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2596068106337793173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2596068106337793173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2596068106337793173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/05/10-ways-to-work-to-grow-your-spirit.html' title='10 ways to work to grow your spirit'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7817402392942266243</id><published>2009-05-11T14:44:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T15:22:33.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>To People Who Still Are Ignorant Towards the Melbourne Bush Fires</title><content type='html'>Like me. Just last Saturday, my cool Russian friend, Natasha volunteered herself to help out the demise at Kingslake where many of its habitants died. The fire that burnt everything down and that killed the people are not the kind of slow spreading fire. It was the 160km/hr wind speed that agitated and fueled the fire to spread wretchedly to houses, so fast that people couldn't escape. Natasha also said that people even tried to escape by the road but the road were melting and burning trees were falling and melting into ground that it was impossible to escape. She heard many stories from the people who used to live there and had their houses burnt down. She has even taken videos from there and made them into an &lt;a href="http://raws.adc.rmit.edu.au/%7ES3204124/bush/bush.html"&gt;interactive video&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7817402392942266243?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7817402392942266243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7817402392942266243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7817402392942266243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7817402392942266243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-people-who-still-are-ignorant.html' title='To People Who Still Are Ignorant Towards the Melbourne Bush Fires'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2448302205201712476</id><published>2009-03-24T20:20:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:28:35.111+11:00</updated><title type='text'>To Readers of nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com</title><content type='html'>To explain why I haven't been updating my blog in eons years because recently I have been keep up this another &lt;a href="http://raws.adc.rmit.edu.au/%7Es3177389/blog2/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;, it's academic so I can't say it's interesting to all of you. If it really bores you, at least watch the videos I made (that I meant really none of any artistic modification and context so save me your criticisms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://raws.adc.rmit.edu.au/~s3177389/blog2/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2448302205201712476?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2448302205201712476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2448302205201712476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2448302205201712476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2448302205201712476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-readers-of-nolongerdreadfulalrightbl.html' title='To Readers of nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-3212080510739860728</id><published>2009-02-24T13:56:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:53:56.582+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tsubi/Ksubi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebay'/><title type='text'>Tsubi Pip Squeak Watermelon Pinafore, is this a faky or not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08432.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 800px; height: 600px;" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08432.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 800px;" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08430.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08431.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08435.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08440.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 600px; height: 800px;" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08440.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 523px; height: 800px;" src="http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/DSC08433.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got this off Ebay and after I heard from my friend that there are lots of tsubi/ksubi fakies on Ebay, I am seriously about to doubt this. But my friend claims that the fakies are just pants, skirts and others is alright. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;. I bought this because I assumed it was real because of the clear and nicely photographed and it says, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tsubi - Pip Squeak Pinafore Overdyed Overalls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;!--VGMVAGRVKGEVRGFST--&gt;&lt;!-- GVAVLVLVEVRVYV --&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--VGMVAGRVKGEVRGSND--&gt;&lt;!--VGPVRGOVMGOVMGAVRGKVEGRVFST--&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.vendio.com/bin/ref.x/1561756460" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#68838b;"&gt;In superfunky "watermelon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:180%;color:#339966;"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:180%;color:#339966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:180%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#68838b;"&gt;New and authentic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:180%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#68838b;"&gt;100% Cotton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:180%;color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#68838b;"&gt;Made in Australia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Postage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;Postage will not be refunded, unless specifically agreed by us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We will not provide a refund until&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;You have left us proper &lt;u&gt;positive feedback&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;We have received the item in its original condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Feedback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 102); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#68838b;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#68838b;"&gt;Once you leave positive feedback for us, we promise to do the same for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doubtful or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, the one I received (btw, I got it for $40 and I believe this has already stopped producing eons ago) is exactly what's on the photo and I really like it because it look sooo.. good on me. So more or less, the owner is given credit for that. I should mention her Ebay account name here because she has heaps of tsubi/ksubis clothes of for auction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;whenksubiwastsubi&lt;img src="http://pics.ebaystatic.com/aw/pics/s.gif" xmlns="" border="0" width="4" /&gt;( &lt;a id="feedBackScoreDiv3" href="http://feedback.ebay.com.au/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewFeedback&amp;amp;myWorld=true&amp;amp;userid=whenksubiwastsubi" xmlns=""&gt;758&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Feedback score is 500 to 999" title="Feedback score is 500 to 999" src="http://pics.ebaystatic.com/aw/pics/au/icon/iconPurpleStar_25x25.gif" xmlns="" align="absmiddle" border="0" height="25" width="25" /&gt;)&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Yeah 758 transactions, 100% positive. All with very positive feedback. I have to say she (She's probably Chinese from the mail I got from her) communicates well with others and super efficiency and fast delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's suspicious of the product, the tag. Not detailed enough if you see above. But it could be because it's like a vintage tsubi and maybe back then the tag wasn't as detailed as today. Sigh.. Am I trying to talk myself into that I've actually made a good deal and it wasn't negligence that I assumed it was genuine because it'd make an ass out of she and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wonder about the ksubi window logo.. When I compared the pinafore with my ksubi jeans, it wasn't exactly the same. The one on the pinafore looks like inverted 180 degrees as compared to the jeans which is 100% genuine because it was purchased in FAT store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I should mention, as my previous post mentioned about &lt;a href="http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/brush-up-ebay-auctioning-skills.html"&gt;me bidding for this item&lt;/a&gt; and clearly that I lost, I was offered a Second Chance Offer. Mostly in the case of this offer is because the winning bidder couldn't complete the transaction or the item owner has another of the same item to offer 2 bidders. Which I have been doubting it because the only bidders for this item is me and another person. We were competing and the price actually shot up really quickly in the last minute between she and I. It's $28 to $40 in the last minutes. I suggests that it could be she manipulating another account on Ebay to increase the price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I've no justification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I love the pinafore, love the colour, love the flexibility, but it'd really stress me if someone tells me it's fake. Alrighty, I'm going to shower and have lunch with Budi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, just a note and I don't want to go too deep into this matter yet, the relationship doesn't seem to be going too good and both of us are really contemplating to make or break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-3212080510739860728?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/3212080510739860728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=3212080510739860728' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3212080510739860728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3212080510739860728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/tsubi-pip-squeak-watermelon-pinafore-is.html' title='Tsubi Pip Squeak Watermelon Pinafore, is this a faky or not?'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j42/parisianpassion/Tsubi%20-%20Pinafore%20Red/th_DSC08432.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8965976514942454980</id><published>2009-02-24T13:21:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:33:20.488+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Need a Laugh?'/><title type='text'>Insanely Difficult Super Mario Game</title><content type='html'>This is REALLY hilarious. I have no idea whether this level of Mario exists, it's almost impossible to complete it! I don't think that I'll be playing because it would totally stresses me out. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mi542fDQJso&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Mi542fDQJso&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8965976514942454980?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8965976514942454980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8965976514942454980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8965976514942454980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8965976514942454980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/insanely-difficult-super-mario-game.html' title='Insanely Difficult Super Mario Game'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4098437416616440782</id><published>2009-02-23T18:32:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T15:00:15.755+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Need a Laugh?'/><title type='text'>A.K.A Morning Exercise God (操神)</title><content type='html'>Another crack video. lol This video is about this student in China who does his daily morning exercise extremely seriously. As though he's getting himself trained in the Shaolin Temple. From what I have heard, almost all students in China does them rather frequently as part of the school program. More or less, they know what move comes next. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't embed this video here so,&lt;br /&gt;Check it out here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dv.ce.cn/video/2009/01/21/298507.html"&gt;http://dv.ce.cn/video/2009/01/21/298507.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4098437416616440782?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4098437416616440782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4098437416616440782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4098437416616440782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4098437416616440782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/aka-morning-exercise-god.html' title='A.K.A Morning Exercise God (操神)'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1071225642992573966</id><published>2009-02-20T20:25:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:57:21.899+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Issues with'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Credit Cards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebay'/><title type='text'>What a Lame thing for Ebay Sellers: Must Own a bloody Credit Card</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since yesterday, I've been trying to sell things on Ebay and there were so many problems because I'M A FUCKING NOOBIE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO PISSED WITH EBAY NOW that I've shutted down all my ebay windows which it has been on my laptop for the past 4 days. I'm enough with ebay. The thing is now I can only buy from ebay, not sell anything because I DON'T HAVE A CREDIT CARD to pay the charges to Ebay for my listing items. WHY MUST IT BE A CREDIT CARD?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the sliding economy, many credit card holders should be shredding their cards instead of getting new ones! Totally inconsiderate and unkind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bumped into *** times of errors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, I have to post it locally but my site of registration on Ebay was in Ebay.com.sg (singapore), so I changed it (though it tooked me long enough to figured out that my registration address differs from my posting address). But then, the same error still keeps popping up! It still hasn't registered the changes on my account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ignored it and tried to continue on and stubbornly I moved on to the final step as it pops up, "Credit Card Payment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wasn't it mentioned before??!! This is a scam! A trick! That you only then know you have to enter your credit card details and pay the listing fees via credit after you've been through all the effort of perfection-izing your listing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! It was so disappointing! All the excitement and exhilaration that I thought I'm going to be as a seller and start selling things when I was going through the process of listing my items. I even took pictures of some of Budi's shoes and I EVEN WASHED AND BRUSHED THEM! This is STUNNINGLY UNBELIEVEABLE. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to look it online about credit card and I've found out such thing as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Prepaid Mastercard &lt;/span&gt;that can be bought at wal-marts. Thing is, there ain't no wal-marts here. Only Safeway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I suggest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're fun and all. But. INSTEAD of only accepting credit cards, you should open to other options for obvious reasons! Accept Paypal or something!  So anyone without one still have a right to sell items! Doesn't mean I can't get a credit card, it makes me an outcast or a retard. I have a right too! Like how African American didn't have one and they matter now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1071225642992573966?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1071225642992573966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1071225642992573966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1071225642992573966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1071225642992573966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/condition-for-ebay-sellers-must-own.html' title='What a Lame thing for Ebay Sellers: Must Own a bloody Credit Card'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5942316162585641937</id><published>2009-02-19T17:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T17:31:48.886+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bidding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebay'/><title type='text'>Okay, I'm an Ebay Noob</title><content type='html'>Although I have been looking around stuffs on Ebay intensively for the past few days, it still makes me a BIG NOOB on Ebay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just found out that there's an auto-bidding function like on proxy settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things easier, I'm going to quote from&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ebay.about.com/od/gettingstarted/a/gs_bids.htm"&gt;Understanding eBay Bidding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockqoute&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bidders are encouraged to bid &lt;i&gt;the maximum that they are eventually willing to pay&lt;/i&gt; for an item from the start. Don't worry—this rarely means you'll pay that much for the item if you win it, because of what follows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The current bid amount shown on an auction listing is the &lt;i&gt;lowest amount&lt;/i&gt; necessary for the high bidder to have outbid the next highest bidder's maximum by one &lt;a href="http://pages.ebay.com/help/buy/bid-increments.html" onclick="zT(this, '1/XJ')"&gt;bid increment&lt;/a&gt;, regardless of the high bidder's actual bid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When a new bidder bids on an auction, one of two things can happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the new bidder's maximum bid is &lt;i&gt;higher&lt;/i&gt; than the old winning bidder's maximum bid, the previous winning bidder is outbid and the current bid amount is set by eBay to the previous winning bidder's maximum bid &lt;i&gt;plus&lt;/i&gt; one bid increment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If the new bidder's maximum bid is &lt;i&gt;lower&lt;/i&gt; than the currently winning bidder's maximum bid, the currently winning bidder remains the high bidder, and the current bid amount is set by eBay to the new bidder's maximum bid &lt;i&gt;plus&lt;/i&gt; one bid increment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When the auction closes (i.e. when time runs out), the winning bidder wins the auction at whatever the current bid amount is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In order to place a new bid, a bidder must bid at least the current bid amount &lt;i&gt;plus&lt;/i&gt; the bid increment. This is the minimum bid amount shown at the bottom of the auction listing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more details and examples, there's more on this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockqoute&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5942316162585641937?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5942316162585641937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5942316162585641937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5942316162585641937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5942316162585641937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-im-ebay-noob.html' title='Okay, I&apos;m an Ebay Noob'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-966530217546557571</id><published>2009-02-19T12:53:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T13:37:43.722+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='online shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tsubi/Ksubi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><title type='text'>Brush up Ebay Auctioning skills!</title><content type='html'>I am deeply disppointed and davastated. My one and only Ksubi Pip Squeak Pinafore was practically snatched away. You'll forever be remembered as a lost one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304329800552059730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZzD2Z1sk1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/vtmzA8cXH4w/s400/0d_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Ebay. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The accident that has caused grief upon me and the concerned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The last 50 secs before the auction ends, it was 31 dollars. So I quickly bidded for 33 dollars and as soon as I confirmed my bid, I was outbidded with 35 dollars. So I quickly bidded the pinafore for 40 dollars in the last 5 seconds and I was still outbidded by a dollar! The bidder who outbid me got that pinafore for 41 dollars!!! I never knew that's the way people bids on EBAY! Madness! Evil! How can they outwit me! Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god. I set my eyes on another acid wash Ksubi mini skirt for 26 dollars but the end of auction was exactly of the same time with the pinafore's! Because they're from the same seller!! Ahhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIPS: From now on, whenever I bid, I am going to open few tabs of the same page, one to keep refreshing, the others standing by on different prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've learnt. From my mistakes. I'll strike down whoever crosses my path! and let them DIE IN VAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*KYAA HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case people might be wondering what I have up to during the past few days. This is what I've been doing.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Ebay-ing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-966530217546557571?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/966530217546557571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=966530217546557571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/966530217546557571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/966530217546557571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/brush-up-ebay-auctioning-skills.html' title='Brush up Ebay Auctioning skills!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZzD2Z1sk1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/vtmzA8cXH4w/s72-c/0d_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8996879987294888335</id><published>2009-02-17T03:04:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:11:15.957+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemme be a narcissist for a moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZmPwUGYMHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wufMXL1x7Vc/s1600-h/prfile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303428096397422706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZmPwUGYMHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wufMXL1x7Vc/s400/prfile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awww.. Aren't I pretty... LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8996879987294888335?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8996879987294888335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8996879987294888335' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8996879987294888335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8996879987294888335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/lemme-be-narcissist-for-moment.html' title='Lemme be a narcissist for a moment'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZmPwUGYMHI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wufMXL1x7Vc/s72-c/prfile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7906732333434194415</id><published>2009-02-17T00:51:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T01:03:03.221+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forums'/><title type='text'>Vogue Australia Discussion Forums Newbie Rules?</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the people out there who hasn't known that the Vogue Australia Forums hasn't published my posts on the threads that I have replied! I was pondering over what was wrong with my account, like was mine detached from the forums?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I checked it up... I saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"To ensure that vogue.com.au continues to provide a relevant and appropriate forum for our users, we have introduced a revised registration process for new members. As a new member, you will be able to post on the forum as soon as you have registered. These initial posts will, however, be moderated to ensure the content is acceptable and falls within our forum user terms and conditions. http://www.vogue.com.au/tandc/forumusage.html Once this has been established, you will be able to post on the forum as per existing forum users."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I tried to understand. Just by doing so, you've control over the posts on your boards and have preventing measures from spams. This is genius, however, IT'S SELFISH and DISORGANIZED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was told earlier when I was registering that posts would not immediately be up because I'm a newbie and the posts needs to be moderated first, I'd be more okay with these useless terms and conditions. Now the replies on my posts are interrupted and now I'm disappointed because I was set out to be engaged in the discussions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I've the perfect face for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303394646888592898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlxVS-AtgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sMK0IQt7eKQ/s400/P1010893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7906732333434194415?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7906732333434194415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7906732333434194415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7906732333434194415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7906732333434194415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/vogue-australia-discussion-forums.html' title='Vogue Australia Discussion Forums Newbie Rules?'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlxVS-AtgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/sMK0IQt7eKQ/s72-c/P1010893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-3201991327970883862</id><published>2009-02-16T23:09:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:30:51.424+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leggins'/><title type='text'>What do you think of Leggings?</title><content type='html'>I strongly think they give an edgier finishing look to most outfits. It looks chic to wear them with dresses and skirts especially with hight-waisted ones. Mix and match them! More people out there are wearing them! There are leopard, zebra, checkered, floral prints or the wet look ones. Woo, I love the leopard spots but I don't think I can carry it off. (-_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlaxPZ2oZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1G7oUpv1xq4/s1600-h/P1020013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303369838200529298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlaxPZ2oZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1G7oUpv1xq4/s400/P1020013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlaw_5zyYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Sxzkm18ixI0/s1600-h/P1020009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303369834039593346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlaw_5zyYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Sxzkm18ixI0/s400/P1020009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZkZ73nbI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ERCZx7E_2w4/s1600-h/P1020007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303368518177627570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZkZ73nbI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ERCZx7E_2w4/s400/P1020007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZkEx2kWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IjcE82BDIOc/s1600-h/P1020006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303368512498471266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZkEx2kWI/AAAAAAAAAT8/IjcE82BDIOc/s400/P1020006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZkAfrqmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TVXM5HsHock/s1600-h/P1020005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303368511348517474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZkAfrqmI/AAAAAAAAAT0/TVXM5HsHock/s400/P1020005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZjg77nnI/AAAAAAAAATs/hi_gOL0WPBU/s1600-h/P1020004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303368502877068914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZjg77nnI/AAAAAAAAATs/hi_gOL0WPBU/s400/P1020004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZjQHf7BI/AAAAAAAAATk/2JZrnOnXR7s/s1600-h/P1020003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303368498362182674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlZjQHf7BI/AAAAAAAAATk/2JZrnOnXR7s/s400/P1020003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Still a NO-NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do also agree a lady look more 'polished' and classy without them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303369839788695746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlaxVUgIMI/AAAAAAAAAUc/amHDpWg4VuQ/s400/P1020011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303369845113389762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlaxpKAgsI/AAAAAAAAAUk/5b7gl6d9KwI/s400/P1020012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-3201991327970883862?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/3201991327970883862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=3201991327970883862' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3201991327970883862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3201991327970883862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-do-you-think-of-leggings.html' title='What do you think of Leggings?'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZlaxPZ2oZI/AAAAAAAAAUU/1G7oUpv1xq4/s72-c/P1020013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-882313180656288181</id><published>2009-02-16T01:27:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:10:13.535+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne Restaurants'/><title type='text'>Korean Cuisine @ Oriental Spoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Oriental Spoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: ♥♥♥♥♥ &lt;div&gt;Review: My favourite Korean Restaurant of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's Good&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;Bi Bim Bap&lt;/strong&gt; comes with either Tofu,Vegie, Beef, Chicken, Pork or Kimchi.  A really healthy and tasty dish!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;♥♥♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt; I love it to the core! Always put with lots of Chilli Pepper sauce, don't be afraid and stir it until it looks like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you get the dinner meal, it comes with 4 appetisers with this this. They varies them so you don't eat the same ones all the time! But the all-time fav and can't-eat-without is the Kimchi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgo3a5h8EI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZYxkU88SeTk/s1600-h/P1010736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303033493807296578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgo3a5h8EI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZYxkU88SeTk/s400/P1010736.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303034104595141618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgpa-Qs0_I/AAAAAAAAATc/BscVkWI1gKw/s400/P1010739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pork Belly Kimchi Soup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ratings: ♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303034103091460610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgpa4qMegI/AAAAAAAAATU/ZgT7_0zGIjE/s400/P1010738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303034092287563122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgpaQaWFXI/AAAAAAAAATM/skmh0pxFl2E/s400/P1010737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What other dishes I would go for&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;Sweet Chilli Fried Chicken&lt;/strong&gt;. They come in many pieces on a big plate so be ready to either pack home or eat it with at least 2 other friends to finish it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ginseng Chicken Soup&lt;/strong&gt;. It's nutritious (of course, there's GINSENG to revitalize), tasty, savoury and flavoury, herbalry(I know no such word but I'm running out of words) soup. Oh, I remember they have Goji too! A.k.a wolfberries. Good for eyes. uh huh Inside the baby chicken(it's meant to be more nutritious) is stuffed with glutinous rice too flavoured and cooked by the inside of the chicken.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Korean Chilli Rice cakes and noodles dish. &lt;/strong&gt;Tasty and springy rice cakes with Chilli peppery sauce. I like them! Yummy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They have tasty bbqs but I don't always eat them there because they cost quite a bit for a bit of meat. Fret not! I know where has cheaper, in fact a buffet for a bbq! If you're ok with the distance! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't remember clearly what's the restaurant called but I'll vaguely tell you where. It's at Boxhill central when you arrived at the train station. There's an game arcade around, once you're there, go across to the other side of the street. Turn leftand around the corner, you'll see a few Korean restaurants and there's a particular one that has a Pig sign and a Twirl logo. They are famous for having a fish shaped stone grill! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Price: $24.50 per person (eat all you want)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-882313180656288181?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/882313180656288181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=882313180656288181' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/882313180656288181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/882313180656288181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/korean-cuisine-oriental-spoon.html' title='Korean Cuisine @ Oriental Spoon'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgo3a5h8EI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZYxkU88SeTk/s72-c/P1010736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7740457698138105309</id><published>2009-02-16T01:04:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:19:43.577+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Issues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>About Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>I agree that Valentine's Day is kinda over rated. Although I had a lovely time yesterday with my partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a bouquet of red roses lying next to me (instead of him) when I woke up, I've bought the perfect dress the day before and I found out I haven't got a right bra for it! So we had to rush down to the nearest lingerie store and get an adhesive bra and rushed home to prep myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all in a rush because the heartless restaurant manager informed my partner that if we don't reach the restaurant half an hour after the scheduled time, they are going to give the seats away! So unforgiving! I mean, if we really got late and we are all prepped up for the 'event', where are we going to dine out on a Valentines' Day with my lovely dress and other restaurants all booked out?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not romantic, - &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can a day supposed to be romantic be a whacko? That would really be utterly disappointing, with all the expectation up for nothing.See, because IT IS VALENTINES' DAY, people expect everything to be easy breezy and lovey-dovey. When I was rushing to get the bra and prepping up, I felt like I was participating in a staged event. Although the outcome was all worthed it. I even got pictures of them on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, it's over rated. We don't have to choose a day to celebrate with a loved one, you can do it all the time. But to others, if you don't do it on Valentines, you most probably a loser. If you don't get a WONDROUS day out of it, you're also a loser. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding to that, after I read a thread on a forum on Valentines' Day, I feel some people might have cared too much for the occasion. As long you are happy and you have your loved ones around you. It's the existence of the loved one that matters more rather than getting the events of things in the way. Well you should actually do that everyday with your loved ones and maybe MORE and show appreciation to your loved ones. That time would be on Valentines'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7740457698138105309?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7740457698138105309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7740457698138105309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7740457698138105309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7740457698138105309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/about-valentines-day.html' title='About Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4629488950230540900</id><published>2009-02-15T19:47:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T01:02:01.260+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Melbourne Restaurants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My Lovely Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;How the Day went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up around 1pm with the other side of the bed empty.&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out of bed and as I walked out the bedroom, I heard the door opening then I saw Budi!&lt;br /&gt;Pulling out a bouquet of roses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302945698391305650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfZBDfMrbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/vjyFW08CVRE/s400/roses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaahhh!! lol I like the leaves that comes with tiny flowers(?) they look like snowflakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some appreciation, Budi went off to to make breakfast for me as I brushed my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I watched Forrest Gump on Foxtel with Budi and didn't realized it was already 0330.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0330 to 0430, Showered and Make-up on. When I was trying on my dress, because it exposes the back, I have to shave my back and either wear an adhesive bra or none. Apparently, the dress doesn't have a strong coverage (lol) and Budi insisted I get those adhesive bras.&lt;br /&gt;So we rushed to Bras N things (BNT) at Melbourne Central and grabbed the last box of B cup adhesive bra (a lady after me got one afterwards but I swear she wanted the B cup, LOL) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream Shapers AUD$39.90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302945694640895602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfZA1hB9nI/AAAAAAAAARs/L0QKD0iWAHo/s400/ad_bra.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302945701794468178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfZBQKk0VI/AAAAAAAAAR8/vDBcTA0wJpU/s400/P1010859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks funny in the inside. haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I photoshoped it because the packaging was so prettttiieee! Feminine, it's like you feel like a princess wearing them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all rushing because the heartless restuarant rule was that if we don't reach there in half an hour after the scheduled time, they will mercilessly give our seats away! God! It's Valentines' Day! How could we do if we reach there late and have no where to dine on a Valentines' Day especially when I prepped the day with my best efforts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we reached there, 40 minutes later than the scheduled time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303019348551759922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgcADtzeDI/AAAAAAAAAS0/qD5xeuO10kI/s400/P1010922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Campari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at Port Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Entree: Meditteranean Dip Platter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: ♥♥♥ /5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review: Nice dips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303003000770530130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgNIffCC1I/AAAAAAAAASM/xvH9LKWtzPs/s400/P1010884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303003003484838610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgNIpmLGtI/AAAAAAAAASU/Jo5EsBaAAzM/s400/P1010888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mains: Whole Baby Snapper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: ♥/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review: Taste really fishy to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgNI7ctwNI/AAAAAAAAASc/JHN7568jTjI/s1600-h/P1010896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303003008277004498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgNI7ctwNI/AAAAAAAAASc/JHN7568jTjI/s400/P1010896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roasted Pit Lamb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratings: ♥♥♥1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Review: Not the one I always had in Campari. They had Lamb ribs in normal days instead of these.. and they are way tastier and juicier. Most credits goes to the variety on the plate and most of all, they have my favourite salad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303003008507058386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgNI8TkGNI/AAAAAAAAASk/rdCbQuzuZao/s400/P1010897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303019345568914450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZgb_4mo3BI/AAAAAAAAASs/THxrCURMHdQ/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got seats by the river!! That's good about reservations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rating for the day&lt;/span&gt;: ♥♥♥♥ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Review&lt;/span&gt;: Could be better. Lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4629488950230540900?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4629488950230540900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4629488950230540900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4629488950230540900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4629488950230540900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-lovely-valentines-day.html' title='My Lovely Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfZBDfMrbI/AAAAAAAAAR0/vjyFW08CVRE/s72-c/roses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-6125803837435589652</id><published>2009-02-14T22:34:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T22:57:21.614+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art and Design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wallpaper'/><title type='text'>Background Image</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZawy59oorI/AAAAAAAAAQc/caiO1oB9x-s/s1600-h/wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302619999874622130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZawy59oorI/AAAAAAAAAQc/caiO1oB9x-s/s400/wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZasd1RIbvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/q-tRloE8Q2g/s1600-h/wallpaper.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first atttempt to design my own background Image!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nice and Simple!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-6125803837435589652?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/6125803837435589652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=6125803837435589652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6125803837435589652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6125803837435589652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_14.html' title='Background Image'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZawy59oorI/AAAAAAAAAQc/caiO1oB9x-s/s72-c/wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-3237116100154572494</id><published>2009-02-14T01:34:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:01:18.367+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skincare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='B and C'/><title type='text'>B&amp;C Honey Lemon Milk Peeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;B&amp;amp;C Honey Lemon Milk Peeling&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Fresh Scrent of Lemonades and Natural Fruits Extracts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"This soft peeling milk astringents and moists the skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It deeply cleans old sebums and dullness, and brings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pure brightness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Price: AUD$33.80&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZWHw3dKfOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5IdH8-TDJqw/s1600-h/Skincare_B%26C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302293409888369890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZWHw3dKfOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5IdH8-TDJqw/s400/Skincare_B%26C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I absolutely realllly love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's a very gentle but a great exfoliant for deadskins and sebums and it really clear dullness in your skin! Everytime after I use it I could see the radiance on the skin and a cleaner skin! I use it at least 2 times every week on my nose and once on my face. It gets rids of the stubborn sebums on the nose, it's the most deep cleaning exfoliant I have ever encounter other than squeezing them out with my finger nails. Argh! It has a very refreshing and pleasurable smell, it really feels good especially after a wash!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'd like to take a before and after picture but I photoshop almost every picture, even if I don't do for this, it wouldn't be noticeable on the photos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-3237116100154572494?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/3237116100154572494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=3237116100154572494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3237116100154572494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3237116100154572494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/b-honey-lemon-milk-peeling.html' title='B&amp;C Honey Lemon Milk Peeling'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZWHw3dKfOI/AAAAAAAAAQA/5IdH8-TDJqw/s72-c/Skincare_B%26C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1568859098922901059</id><published>2009-02-14T01:26:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:02:40.816+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KOSE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosmetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eye Shadow'/><title type='text'>BEAUTE de KOSE Eye Colour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;BEAUTE de KOSE Eye Colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Eye Fantasist BE 353 Moonstone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Price: AUD$55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZWDrYZhlrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y7YYX16UL_A/s1600-h/kose_eyecolour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302288917605750450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZWDrYZhlrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y7YYX16UL_A/s400/kose_eyecolour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1568859098922901059?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1568859098922901059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1568859098922901059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1568859098922901059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1568859098922901059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/beaute-de-kose-eye-colour.html' title='BEAUTE de KOSE Eye Colour'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZWDrYZhlrI/AAAAAAAAAPw/Y7YYX16UL_A/s72-c/kose_eyecolour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8866540745014262160</id><published>2009-02-13T23:50:00.011+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:03:43.818+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coo Ca Choo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Affordable Bags'/><title type='text'>Coo Ca Choo Clutch</title><content type='html'>I have been meddling and tempering with my blog the past few days so much that it killed all my blogging mood. Damn, that's not good, if I only I have someone to help my me with my bloody skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to get back to my long lost blogging part of me, I'm going to blog what I have bought today from a very rewardful shopping and day out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coo Ca Choo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Price: AUD$48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZV-a4FNNRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-XmMXS2HMi0/s1600-h/caoca_clutch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302283136494548242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 516px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZV-a4FNNRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-XmMXS2HMi0/s400/caoca_clutch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click for a better image!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8866540745014262160?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8866540745014262160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8866540745014262160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8866540745014262160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8866540745014262160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/coo-ca-choo-clutch.html' title='Coo Ca Choo Clutch'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZV-a4FNNRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/-XmMXS2HMi0/s72-c/caoca_clutch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-3483131395971737564</id><published>2009-02-11T14:53:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T02:07:47.906+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Skincare Shopping in Melbourne (1)'/><title type='text'>Japanese Skincare Shopping in Melbourne!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;People might be wondering that where you could get these Japanese products here in Melbourne, although I have got most of mine in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Specifically, from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.watsons.com.sg/web/sg/home"&gt;Watsons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (a place that sells skin care products and cosmetics. They used to sell things cheaply and they don't sell quality products. But over the time when they started to bring in Japan's produced skincare products, they upgraded their quality of products. Now, you can see Watsons in big shopping malls.) The best and biggest &lt;a href="http://www.watsons.com.sg/web/sg/home"&gt;Watsons&lt;/a&gt; would be at Takashimaya shopping centre on Orchard Road in Singapore, located at the basement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; I don't buy them from here. They are sooo &lt;em&gt;over-priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;But if you really wanna get it, I have 3 different stores to recommend located here in the city of Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Pink Beauty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.chinatownmelbourne.com.au/shopping/pink.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Located at 150 Lt Bourke Street (Chinatown)&lt;br /&gt;Opening Hours: Sun to Thur 12:30pm – 7:30pm&lt;br /&gt;      Fri &amp;amp; Sat 12:30pm – 9:00pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Interior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: It has a very pretty setting, in fact it's girlie. With white curvy and floral chairs. Interior is mostly occupied with white and pink, yeah, WE CAN IMAGINE THAT. But I like the design, has a very comforting feel. It has a very wide full-length window giving you the full view of the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Services: &lt;/span&gt;Most of the staffs there would be rather aloof if you are non chinese. Because they are chinese and they converse better in Chinese language. Oh another thing, and they also think that Caucasians wouldn't really spend that much of a money on these skincare products so they can't be bothered to talk to you.  One last thing, they are more likely to judge you and don't see you eye to eye if you are not fashionably dressed and a labelwhore. Isn't this showing too much information and understanding? Did I mention I use to work there and lost my job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What store?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Majority of its products comes from Japan, then Korea and Taiwan. They have cosmetics, skincare products, nails products, dietary products, hair products and etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popular brands of products are,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cosmetics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kanebo - Tiffa&lt;br /&gt;Shiseido - Majorlica&lt;br /&gt;Anna Sui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Skincare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiseido&lt;br /&gt;Kose&lt;br /&gt;DHC&lt;br /&gt;SANA (Japanese brand products which uses natural spring water with soy beans)&lt;br /&gt;Kanebo&lt;br /&gt;Ettusai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dietary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the specific brand names but they have all sorts of dietary products. The dietary products they chosen are normally being awarded from the states or internationally so they are most likely safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pills for OLs &lt;/span&gt;(u know, office ladies) who sits all day,&lt;br /&gt;people &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;who do sports&lt;/span&gt; and the pills help to burn 3 and 4 times more when exercising,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;who craves for food&lt;/span&gt; all the time and wants something to get rid of binge eating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;teas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;drinks come in bottle&lt;/span&gt;s made from 7 kinds of fruits,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; creams&lt;/span&gt; to apply parts of your body where you want to slim and what's good about this, it helps with woman's cellulite lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Review&lt;/span&gt;: These Dietary products needs to be taken in a specific period of time to have effect. Also, these products come in a hefty price. I remember the pills can cost around AUD$100 and it only supplies a month. So after a month, you need to get another box. Isn't that TOO MUCH?! I still believe in exercising instead of taking them. You get to have muscles instead of flabby abs and arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;What I think are the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MUST-GETs&lt;/span&gt; from the store,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evian&lt;/span&gt; mineral water spray. great for Summer, a moisturizing and refreshing spray when you feel you're drying up! They cost like 10 dollars perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/falling-hair-helps-arrived.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DHC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; supplements especially the Liver Oil pills that improves skin and most important of all, HELPS WITH HAIR LOSS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masks&lt;/span&gt; (all types), revitalizing, moisturizing, whitening, anti-aging, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pim Bom Bust&lt;/span&gt; that boosts your boobs! They work but you need to apply them for LONG time. Like few months.   &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/kose-sekkisei-hydrating-lotion.html"&gt;Kose Seikkisei&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;medicine Hydrating lotions &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiseido Tsubaki Hair Shampoo&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not sure wat's the difference between this and other shampoos but they are always sold out and I received alot of positive comments about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiseido lip balm and lip therapy&lt;/span&gt; that comes in a mini tub. Maybe 12 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna Sui products&lt;/span&gt;. I love their mirrors and fold-able combs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/majorlica-eye-shadow.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shiseido Majorlica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cosmetics, THEIR MASCARA is awesome! &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ (^-^) and I love their series of different shades eyeshadow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;Favourite Honey Lemon Milk Peeling, a very gentle and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;effective&lt;/span&gt;  exfoliant on the skin. Not only it removes the whiteheads, it springs your skin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You'd feel your skin is really soft and supple afterwards. Then, you feel how's it like to be a lady who knows how to take care of her skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another store you guys can check it out is on Swanston. These 2 stores differ greatly because of their interior, services, cost price and products. I'll post the other 2 stores on another blog post because this is taking up alot of space. ( ‘-^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-3483131395971737564?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/3483131395971737564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=3483131395971737564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3483131395971737564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3483131395971737564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/japanese-skincare-shopping-in-melbourne.html' title='Japanese Skincare Shopping in Melbourne!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-3807801196276210256</id><published>2009-02-10T19:48:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:05:43.661+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosmetics'/><title type='text'>Majorlica Majorca Eye Shadow (with Example)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZPGLlCzM5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/HrrgHMACwm4/s1600-h/makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301799088569922450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZPGLlCzM5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/HrrgHMACwm4/s400/makeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZMCc5ujskI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0SrekK39HmE/s1600-h/makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZE_nqKTvCI/AAAAAAAAAOg/h2ClteLxyEw/s1600-h/makeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price: AUD$55 (Seriously, don't buy from Aus, they don't have a great variety of shades either.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           SG$28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Majorlica Majorca from Shiseido&lt;/span&gt;. Eyeshadows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They come in different kind of dark colours and I shopped to many different Watsons to get the kind of shade I want. What's nice about this other than the cool shades, is it comes with the highlight in damp form. I think this brand is getting hot in Singapore. When I was in Watsons, there were booths of different cosmetics brand but Majorlica's booth is the most checked-out one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Review:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like the shades and they stay well on the eye area. The wet highlighter cake that comes with it really compliments it. I love it more than other shade because it comes with that wet highlighter, because it is damp like a moisturizer it stay on your skin longer instead of having all powdered up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the shades including the luminousity has sparkling bits in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But comparing these shades to others which are not compact, I have to apply more when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of like shades that comes in liquid form because the climate is so dry here. However, this piece of creation comes at a afforadable price and handy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have created one model with the eye shadow applied! With the help of Photoshop! My firt attempt! I'm SOO SOO proud of myself by downloading brushes and actually applying my photoshop skills!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZPGL03WvFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/QdYpV9g7zcc/s1600-h/makeupface.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301799092816886866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZPGL03WvFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/QdYpV9g7zcc/s400/makeupface.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;The colours used are the most possible closest colour to the exact Majorlica Majorca eyeshades.&lt;br /&gt;By using the the eyedropper tool in PS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-3807801196276210256?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/3807801196276210256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=3807801196276210256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3807801196276210256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3807801196276210256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/majorlica-eye-shadow.html' title='Majorlica Majorca Eye Shadow (with Example)'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZPGLlCzM5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/HrrgHMACwm4/s72-c/makeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-3520590349205067858</id><published>2009-02-10T16:52:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T17:46:32.508+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nails'/><title type='text'>Majorlica Gold Nail Polish</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZEWV1sXnoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/onrsP5VlVco/s1600-h/nail.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301042800838024834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZEWV1sXnoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/onrsP5VlVco/s400/nail.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majorlica from Shiseido. Gold with glitters nail polish for the end of year festive seasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About SG$90 for a squeeze of paint! (15ml) One-fifth of it is already gone after using it twice only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, sometimes I can't finish them and seems like more likely i'd be able to finish it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Price for quality, the paint is long-lasting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first applied it, I felt it was rather simple and bombastic (lol) so I applied another coat of Canmake transparent polish with glitters and silver colour star-shaped quins(i don't think there's such a word, it's kinds like sequins but - &lt;em&gt;whatever&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really great. I'll post up the photo of it soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-3520590349205067858?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/3520590349205067858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=3520590349205067858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3520590349205067858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3520590349205067858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/majorlica-gold-nail-polish.html' title='Majorlica Gold Nail Polish'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZEWV1sXnoI/AAAAAAAAAOY/onrsP5VlVco/s72-c/nail.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2477171243338897487</id><published>2009-02-10T15:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:32:50.414+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skincare'/><title type='text'>Kose Sekkisei Hydrating Lotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZEAA_AIHvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tMH0dpMofyU/s1600-h/P1010708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301018253303750386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZEAA_AIHvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tMH0dpMofyU/s400/P1010708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kose's Hydrating Lotions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have all kinds of hydration fluid in this series, it's like you can pick which kind of fluid you like best. I don't usually get them but they were on X'mas sale! All of them for SG$69! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean I've been wanting to get them since I have got a free sample bottle from my friend but they have always been so expensive that I really can't put my heart out and buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left one is the Hydrating Water, next is Emulsion then the Essence. I thought the emulsion was the sample I tried but it wasn't! The sample I tried was thicker and more moisturizing.. I think the sample should be the other one that comes in a tub. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REVIEW: They are really good moisturizers! They lasts on your skin for very long. Every night before I go to sleep I'd apply them in 3 steps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Damp a thin cotton wool with the Hydrating Water,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Apply the Emulsion directly on face,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Lightly pat your face with the Essence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, the next morning when I wake up, I could still feel the moisture on my face without being even oily. I could feel as though a layer of hydrating mask on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning you can see an immediate effect! I'm not sure whether it works for every ladies out there, but I'm pretty confident of this product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I normally have lines around my nose area; the top and the sides, pretty much caused by the sun damage and the sleep insufficiency. The product soothes out the lines and normally the next morning I could see radiance on my skin and more supple. Lol I always like to poke my skin and test for softness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to work in this beauty store and I normally recommend this product to other ladies who has poor skin conditions. For ladies who need extra help and boost on the skin, go for the emulsions that comes in tubs (they cost more though) and only apply them before you go to sleep. And you'll see an immediate effect and improvement to your skin the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing about this product: I'm really not very sure about that, just that you have to apply it everyday! Oh, maybe if you are in a tropical country like my homn country, Singapore, you might find it oily in the morning? I'm not sure but if you stay in air-conditioned room should be fine. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2477171243338897487?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2477171243338897487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2477171243338897487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2477171243338897487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2477171243338897487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/kose-sekkisei-hydrating-lotion.html' title='Kose Sekkisei Hydrating Lotion'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZEAA_AIHvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/tMH0dpMofyU/s72-c/P1010708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2529841523099593024</id><published>2009-02-10T15:04:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T02:07:39.890+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skincare'/><title type='text'>Japanese SANA Soy Milk Facial Wash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZD9HoNeJwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/gvo-iKsV0rw/s1600-h/P1010720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301015068909905666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZD9HoNeJwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/gvo-iKsV0rw/s400/P1010720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Japanese &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;SANA&lt;/span&gt; Soy Milk Facial Wash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Price: SG$18&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soyabean milk wash. I have received alot of good feedbacks from customers from my previous job at Pink, a beauty care store, that this product I presumed that is made from soyabean works very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wash is very light on the skin, it's like washing your face with milk, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think it works that well, and I don't know whether the effect on my skin is from my pills or this. But certainly I'm not going to get this product again. Cos if I'm paying, I want to see clear results.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2529841523099593024?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2529841523099593024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2529841523099593024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2529841523099593024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2529841523099593024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/japanese-sana-soy-milk-facial-wash.html' title='Japanese SANA Soy Milk Facial Wash'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZD9HoNeJwI/AAAAAAAAAOI/gvo-iKsV0rw/s72-c/P1010720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7355055862155022654</id><published>2009-02-09T21:02:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:28:29.558+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Maintenance'/><title type='text'>Blog Template Update Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just today I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;examining&lt;/span&gt; other blog skins and how to improve mine to become more user-friendly and organized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. one of the better example and model comes no less from &lt;a href="http://xiaxue.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Xiaxue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, the 21 years old girl blogger who won the best Asian Blogger award in 2003-2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt; of the most common and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;easy&lt;/span&gt; to spot difference from mine and those classic templates is having my blog without the blogger navigation bar that appears the first and foremost at the top part of the website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Second&lt;/span&gt;, organizing my archives putting them in order not by their dates but their content. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xiaxue&lt;/span&gt; prioritizes and groups her contents which allow and attract readers to pick their content of interests instead of picking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; dates(that's how mine is grouped, not that I want it but it just came along with the skin that I adopted. I'm going to try to configure this thing until I figure out the html codes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Third&lt;/span&gt;, adding widgets to let the readers to enjoy or increase the level of participation and involvement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fourth&lt;/span&gt;, which I have learnt from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloggertricks.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Blogger Tricks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; is to write quality contents .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fifth&lt;/span&gt;, getting involved with communities. PART - TI - CI - PAT - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;TION&lt;/span&gt;. Go to forums and post your links as a signature and - &lt;em&gt;no spamming&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But anyone! Please tell me how I can improve my blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I welcome all criticisms and when I mean all, I mean &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7355055862155022654?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7355055862155022654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7355055862155022654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7355055862155022654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7355055862155022654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-template-update-today.html' title='Blog Template Update Today'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1526334917399651437</id><published>2009-02-09T20:06:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:22:20.361+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favourite Drink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Midori Splice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300724866091125730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SY_1LmdxC-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/sJoQScyOKLI/s400/P1010732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 15ml of Malibu (Coconut Rum)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 15ml of Midori&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;- 30ml of Pineapple Juice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1526334917399651437?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1526334917399651437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1526334917399651437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1526334917399651437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1526334917399651437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-favourite-drink.html' title='My Favourite Drink'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SY_1LmdxC-I/AAAAAAAAAOA/sJoQScyOKLI/s72-c/P1010732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4473316261661034172</id><published>2009-02-09T19:44:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:01:20.419+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><title type='text'>My Sprouted Daisies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Sprouted Daisies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300716112807421874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SY_tOF8TZ7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/cImGV-ApMx0/s400/P1010733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yay! Finally! At least it survived! I was worried that I might be over-watering them! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It bloody takes 3 weeks to &lt;strong&gt;sprout&lt;/strong&gt;. - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I was sooo happy seeing them making it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At least I have 2 daisies coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4473316261661034172?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4473316261661034172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4473316261661034172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4473316261661034172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4473316261661034172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-sprouted-daisies.html' title='My Sprouted Daisies'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SY_tOF8TZ7I/AAAAAAAAAN4/cImGV-ApMx0/s72-c/P1010733.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2112874614203985261</id><published>2009-02-07T14:36:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T14:55:37.198+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hottest, most blistered day in Melbourne!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breaking The Record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was so hot in the morning, I have to roll myself off the bed after 6 hours of sleep.. After some meaningless and helpless struggling from the loss of sleep, I succumbed and went back to sleep, sweating like a pig. Was really an annoyance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it's 44 degrees now. Quoted from the age (&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/national/the-sun-rises-on-our-worst-day-in-history-20090206-7zzf.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;), "Not just a 'blistering' 44, or an 'unforgiving' 44, it's just 44"&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so hot in my life without air-conditional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/national/the-sun-rises-on-our-worst-day-in-history-20090206-7zzf.html"&gt;Scientific Proof here !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2112874614203985261?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2112874614203985261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2112874614203985261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2112874614203985261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2112874614203985261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/hottest-most-blistered-day-in-melbourne.html' title='Hottest, most blistered day in Melbourne!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5201806625065768368</id><published>2009-02-07T02:37:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:03:52.665+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Lily's Burial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxZzUA0LVI/AAAAAAAAANw/Tz6OeY3Vc9Q/s1600-h/P1010726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299709599588560210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxZzUA0LVI/AAAAAAAAANw/Tz6OeY3Vc9Q/s400/P1010726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just sent me photos of my new dog also my white poodle, Lily's burial ground, in our backyard. I blinked my eyes to get my tears back in when I imagined my dog lying underneath those rocks... But it's funny though, that my mom did this montage (never expect her to be kind of creative) with the new puppy at the side as part of the montage. Guess my mom did that to try to relieve some sadness. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top photo of Lily is taken by me out of spontaneity when I was back in Singapore around the month before and last month. She looked so healthy.. with the nice fur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5201806625065768368?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5201806625065768368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5201806625065768368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5201806625065768368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5201806625065768368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/lilys-burial.html' title='Lily&apos;s Burial'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxZzUA0LVI/AAAAAAAAANw/Tz6OeY3Vc9Q/s72-c/P1010726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1029397923436137416</id><published>2009-02-07T02:12:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:13:31.788+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>My New Dog, Lily!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxU44FtdmI/AAAAAAAAANo/gbdkH-9-fmU/s1600-h/P1010730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299704197613975138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxU44FtdmI/AAAAAAAAANo/gbdkH-9-fmU/s400/P1010730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was really upset when our dog died (so was I) especially my mom who stays at home everyday and Lily was almost her only companion (not mentioning that my bro is an online game addict). So in 3 days, my mom got another female puppy and named it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after Lily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxU439YDDI/AAAAAAAAANg/s1oEr-u2evQ/s1600-h/P1010729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299704197579017266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxU439YDDI/AAAAAAAAANg/s1oEr-u2evQ/s400/P1010729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxU4jvsOzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dJZPkR_y47Y/s1600-h/P1010727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299704192152910642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxU4jvsOzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/dJZPkR_y47Y/s400/P1010727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1029397923436137416?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1029397923436137416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1029397923436137416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1029397923436137416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1029397923436137416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-new-dog-lily.html' title='My New Dog, Lily!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYxU44FtdmI/AAAAAAAAANo/gbdkH-9-fmU/s72-c/P1010730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7268598865942696825</id><published>2009-02-06T23:42:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T01:15:33.514+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Have Gotten On My Trip to Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VgEh7EI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Cnh3a78VJD0/s1600-h/P1010723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VgEh7EI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Cnh3a78VJD0/s400/P1010723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299678301103713346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My late birthday gifts from Justin! The new fancy digital watch, a fake Bearbrick toy and a croc toy that would bite your fingers. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VeUDc6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/PgYj9WMkAxM/s1600-h/P1010724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VeUDc6I/AAAAAAAAAMA/PgYj9WMkAxM/s400/P1010724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299678300631954338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank books for School!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VMEltyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/w8NR4H_iegk/s1600-h/P1010720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VMEltyI/AAAAAAAAAL4/w8NR4H_iegk/s400/P1010720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299678295735252770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soyabean milk wash. I have received alot of good feedbacks from customers from my previous job at&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pink&lt;/span&gt;, a beauty care store, that this product I presumed that is made from soyabean works very well. But I don't think it works that well, and I don't know whether the effect on my skin is from my pills or this. But certainly I'm not going to get this product again. Cos if I'm paying, I want to see clear results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VKjWY0I/AAAAAAAAALw/waIqUd1_x1E/s1600-h/P1010714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VKjWY0I/AAAAAAAAALw/waIqUd1_x1E/s400/P1010714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299678295327400770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Limited Edition Absolut Disco Masquerade! Got it from Qantas airplane. The booze were so cheap that I've bought 4 bottles of alcohol and brought it to Singapore illegally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9U3x9A7I/AAAAAAAAALo/wL01vnBHd_c/s1600-h/P1010713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9U3x9A7I/AAAAAAAAALo/wL01vnBHd_c/s400/P1010713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299678290288378802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my period pains and sores. For people who takes mentrual panadols, stop taking them and start on Evening Primrose Oil supplement. They are natural unlike panadols which I heard they would stay in your kidney for 7 years (that I'm not sure). They come in many different brands but easily found in Watsons. I got 2 bottles of this because I found out that it actually helps with dermatitis, a inflammatory skin condition that I have on my upper arms like acnes. I hate them! I can't wear sleeveless tops without ppl asking me about them! Can't people stop asking about them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz56k-SII/AAAAAAAAALg/U9w_Quwvt_o/s1600-h/P1010708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz56k-SII/AAAAAAAAALg/U9w_Quwvt_o/s400/P1010708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299667931578124418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kose's Hydrating Lotions! They have all kinds of hydration fluid in this series, it's like you can pick which kind of fluid you like best. I don't usually get them but they were on X'mas sale! All of them for SG$69! Lol. I mean I've been wanting to get them since I have got a free sample bottle from my friend but they have always been so expensive that I really can't put my heart out and buy it. The left one is the Hydrating Water, next is Emulsion then the Essence. I thought the emulsion was the sample I tried but it wasn't! The sample I tried was thicker and more moisturizing.. I think the sample should be the other one that comes in a tub. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz58p5PuI/AAAAAAAAALY/eyIjmHSJ_VA/s1600-h/P1010707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz58p5PuI/AAAAAAAAALY/eyIjmHSJ_VA/s400/P1010707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299667932135636706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majorlica from Shiseido. Gold with glitters nail polish for the end of year festive seasons! About SG$90 for a squeeze of paint! (15ml) One-fifth of it is already gone after using it twice only. Oh well, sometimes I can't finish them and seems like more likely i'd be able to finish it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz5kWLC4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/w1GqGvPJfBc/s1600-h/P1010698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz5kWLC4I/AAAAAAAAALQ/w1GqGvPJfBc/s400/P1010698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299667925610466178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this travel package on sale in Sydney's duty-free store for AUD$60! I wanted to get a new scent for myself but I just couldn't resist the price! Lol But I did buy a new scent for Budi. O well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz5oveeuI/AAAAAAAAALI/CFSR467ItHQ/s1600-h/P1010697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz5oveeuI/AAAAAAAAALI/CFSR467ItHQ/s400/P1010697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299667926790339298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majorlica from Shiseido. Eyeshadows! They come in different kind of dark colours and I shopped to many different Watsons to get the kind of shade I want. What's nice about this other than the cool shades, is it comes with the highlight in damp form. I think this brand is getting hot in Singapore. When I was in Watsons, there were booths of different cosmetics brand but Majorlica's booth is the most checked-out one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz5uPJujI/AAAAAAAAALA/mj-1NOeTb9c/s1600-h/P1010694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYwz5uPJujI/AAAAAAAAALA/mj-1NOeTb9c/s400/P1010694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299667928265374258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7268598865942696825?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7268598865942696825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7268598865942696825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7268598865942696825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7268598865942696825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-have-gotten-on-my-trip-to.html' title='Things I Have Gotten On My Trip to Singapore'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYw9VgEh7EI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Cnh3a78VJD0/s72-c/P1010723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8710759836755187983</id><published>2009-02-05T03:57:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T04:07:29.318+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dear Daisies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What Have You Become?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298987875069959698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYnJZaqlnhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CYyS_NmLV6U/s400/P1010647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yet, still a pile of dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've been trying to grow you for 2 weeks, yet I haven't seen your curly greens or even heard you fart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am I too lazy as an owner who only waters you in late afternoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is it those times I forgot to water you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or are we too far up from the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or the soil isn't good enough for you to grow BECAUSE THE SEEDS I HAVE GIVEN TO SHUSHU HAS ALREADY SPROUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Damn IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You are supposed to be grown in remembrance of Lily yet I don't see any sign of you yet! ARE YOU MOCKING ME?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8710759836755187983?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8710759836755187983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8710759836755187983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8710759836755187983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8710759836755187983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-dear-daisies.html' title='My Dear Daisies'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYnJZaqlnhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/CYyS_NmLV6U/s72-c/P1010647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5876850153922626529</id><published>2009-02-04T23:45:00.014+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T02:55:25.717+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beauty Care'/><title type='text'>Falling Hair! Help's Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hair have been falling more and more since I was 16 years old!!! Sigh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't addressed to the problem until recently especially I got together with Budi! LOL Especially when he first commented,&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;"Liane, I can see your scalps clearly on the tip of your head. You're really balding" Eeekk! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I shower... I see ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmRNTXcj3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/X_zDKl95_J0/s1600-h/P1010640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298926094301040498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmRNTXcj3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/X_zDKl95_J0/s400/P1010640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmRNH03BrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5tizp60FjwQ/s1600-h/P1010643.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after, when I dry my hair... I see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmRNH03BrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5tizp60FjwQ/s1600-h/P1010643.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmRNH03BrI/AAAAAAAAAKY/5tizp60FjwQ/s1600-h/P1010643.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmTNftaaQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/dGsKIpOzbUc/s1600-h/P1010643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298928296637655298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmTNftaaQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/dGsKIpOzbUc/s400/P1010643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.. That's not the only times I see them creeping around like a dead bug. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my dusty brown pillow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my white plushy sofa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my grey carpet flooring&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see you wherever you go &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than staying put on my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweep and pat my pillows and cushions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pick up balls of hair on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What should I do with the bundles of missing strands on my head?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. I know.. My poor attempt to rhyme them or even try to add some poetic touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmW8c1OkJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yXGZWr0xX7g/s1600-h/cod-1111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298932401853862034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 343px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmW8c1OkJI/AAAAAAAAAKw/yXGZWr0xX7g/s400/cod-1111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DHC Shark's Liver Oil Extract Supplement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have been eating this in over 2 months and they have greatly reduced the number of hair I dropped. The results appear in abit more than a week. But it really works for me. Not just helping with my hair, the pills also helped to improve my skin (just my face? I'm really not sure, I only pay full attention on my face. LOL But soon I've to take care the other parts of my body). My skin appears to be more supple and bouncy. (lol) Can't imagine I'd say that. But it really works and I really feel better of my skin, rather than having my overly-sensitive-dry skin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All because of the vicious sun-rays in Aussie, my skin got flaky, dry, red and rough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh yea, at the back of the packet under the description, the pills are meant for overly sensitive skin. But it works for hair loss too! For me, my ex-boss(who introduced this product to me), ex-boss parents and siblings.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now I have to worry about my chipping-all-the-time nails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5876850153922626529?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5876850153922626529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5876850153922626529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5876850153922626529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5876850153922626529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/falling-hair-helps-arrived.html' title='Falling Hair! Help&apos;s Arrived!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYmRNTXcj3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/X_zDKl95_J0/s72-c/P1010640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2339104055982067109</id><published>2009-02-04T04:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:25:13.363+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempt with a musical instrument</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYiAglxYisI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5JDhoXXgYmg/s1600-h/IMAG0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298626258984798914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYiAglxYisI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5JDhoXXgYmg/s400/IMAG0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYiAgWLz-aI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vrSDByKOAyA/s1600-h/IMAG0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298626254800681378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYiAgWLz-aI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vrSDByKOAyA/s400/IMAG0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298626257610552370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYiAggpvNDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nZuSccOpPJg/s400/IMAG0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYiAgHa9WrI/AAAAAAAAAJo/SzkF9ft8Qgw/s1600-h/Liane.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2339104055982067109?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2339104055982067109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2339104055982067109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2339104055982067109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2339104055982067109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='Attempt with a musical instrument'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYiAglxYisI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5JDhoXXgYmg/s72-c/IMAG0041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4526489954954087352</id><published>2009-01-30T01:43:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T03:30:54.438+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skincare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lips care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cosmetics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shoes'/><title type='text'>My recent buys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHGCDctIxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xWGoifKYwE4/s1600-h/P1010616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296732375352156946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHGCDctIxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xWGoifKYwE4/s400/P1010616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lavender and Chamomile tea break with home-made brownies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDYMywS0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/lV7cd4IQAfg/s1600-h/P1010617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296729457282796354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDYMywS0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/lV7cd4IQAfg/s400/P1010617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lady fingers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXrXASoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Akig2ctQB3A/s1600-h/P1010623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296729448308034178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXrXASoI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Akig2ctQB3A/s400/P1010623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice suede flats! I love them! Oh god, it was 69.90 after discount! Don't blame me, it's gossip girl that is doing this to me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXqNn5zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fxuG_fM32ag/s1600-h/P1010600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296729448000251698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXqNn5zI/AAAAAAAAAJI/fxuG_fM32ag/s400/P1010600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Got them from Mecca Cosmetics and they're ok.. Well they work but with the price I paid for them, I was expecting more. 18 for Khiels and 22 for Malin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXV-tJJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/S97yDJgjeQ8/s1600-h/P1010593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296729442568971410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXV-tJJI/AAAAAAAAAJA/S97yDJgjeQ8/s400/P1010593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They're so expensive off the shores of US! It costs USD35 but AUD70! Sigh. But I had to splurge it! Exclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXPZgStI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tmxup2zjAWQ/s1600-h/P1010586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296729440802327250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHDXPZgStI/AAAAAAAAAI4/tmxup2zjAWQ/s400/P1010586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4526489954954087352?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4526489954954087352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4526489954954087352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4526489954954087352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4526489954954087352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-recent-buys.html' title='My recent buys'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SYHGCDctIxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/xWGoifKYwE4/s72-c/P1010616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8815939627831403102</id><published>2009-01-30T01:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T03:15:36.772+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><title type='text'>Trip to Gardenworld</title><content type='html'>God, the trip to Gardenworld is sure long. I left my place at 1115 and only reached there at 0200. Could have reached there earlier if not for the grumpy and senile bus driver.. I first travelled to Flinders Station out to Zone 2, Nunawading (lol, I spent my whole trip trying to pronounce "Nunawading" properly and I assumed that it's an aboriginal lang) and, a bus from there to Braeside which is about 50 mins ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there, I finally met shushu. My aim was to get Lily bulbs and some daisies seeds but after some touring in the nursery we later found out that Lily bulbs are only available in late May till August. The flowers are already bloomed in summer and unlucky me, Lilies were sold out. Couldn't get any, I only settled for Daisy seeds and I got some Dandelion seeds from the roadside which I lost it after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found alot of nice interesting plants, venus flying trap, condom plant, curry plant, eggplant, tomatoes, capsicum, lotus flower on water and heaps more. But it was really tiring..&lt;br /&gt;It has already been 2 weeks since the trip to Gardenworld (if you wanna know more about it, youtube it) and also 2 weeks since I buried the seed 1 inch from the soil and nothing has come out yet! Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has gotten unbelievably hot these days. Rising up to 44 degrees is insane! Budi's apartment is high up at the 29th floor making me closer to the sun! SO unbearable that I've moved from the bedroom to the bathtub twice in the morning to continue my sleep. Sheesh. Some of my frens thinks it's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last morning was actually the 2nd time I slept in the bathtub and I dreamt of tsunamis. Somehow started with me having a drink by a beach restaurant sipping cocktail until I saw a chaotic and hell of a storm and lightnings not too far away at the horizons of the sea. The next instant reaction was to run when a cruise came flying like a bullet and hit the restaurant. Then I went finding Budi in the cruise and he was found unconscious. I shook him conscious and brought him running with me. We ran up to the highest floor of cineleisure (which was only like 4 storey high in my dream) because waves of water was flooding the city. Afraid that level weren't high enough, we got into this lambourgini and dash out. Wait, wasn't there a huge flood? lol That's the thing about dreams. But we were stuck motionless in the middle as 2 huge alienic monsters (a green and a purple) was coming towards in 2 directions as they were swapping people and cars out of their way. I dragged Budi out to the park to flee to get my mom and when I turned around, a guy with a rifle shot budi in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8815939627831403102?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8815939627831403102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8815939627831403102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8815939627831403102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8815939627831403102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/01/trip-to-gardenworld.html' title='Trip to Gardenworld'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-6796947451669697027</id><published>2009-01-15T21:29:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:59:07.560+11:00</updated><title type='text'>In Memory of Lily, My Dearest Dog And Family Member</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Memory of Lily, My Dearest Dog And Family Member&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SXH66rlyUtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G20fuX1GwE0/s1600-h/P1010006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292286923177611986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SXH66rlyUtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G20fuX1GwE0/s400/P1010006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to say. She has been in the best 13 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was born in 1st of November in 1996 and and died in the morning of today, 15 of January 2009. 12 years, 2 months and 14 days. I'm sorry, this is too much for me to even write and calculate the days she has lived. I really can't take the fact she's not alive anymore and her life has ended, gone forever and will be remained as a memory. This is really heart-wrenching, i can't breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the very first day when I got her from a pet shop...............&lt;br /&gt;I think I got her around January of 1997 if I'm not wrong. The store assistant placed the cheapest puppies around a fence to let us choose. They were all white, 4 or 5 Bulldogs and 1 poodle. When my mom asked me which one I wanted, firmly I knew what I wanted, and so, we brought the poodle home. I could even remember my mom got her for 700 dollars. But she was not a cheap dog or any ordinary dog, she is irreplaceable. On the way out of the pet store, I saw Lily's parents. They were huge, really healthy looking dogs and they have really groomed white fur and I thought they were wearing a cap because their head looked like a furball. It seemed to me her parents were really close to one another because they go everywhere with one another.&lt;br /&gt;I remember I was cuddling her in the car on our way back home and I couldn't see her face because she was facing downwards. When we brought her home, she began to bark and she couldn't stop for hours. We leashed her around the garden and our living room with some water and food for her and then I left in the late afternoon to join my friends at the playground. When I got back around 7 o'clock, Lily was lying peacefully, sleeping on a towel my mom's bathroom I guess those hours of barking wore her out.&lt;br /&gt;Lily was a hyperactive, selfish,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In year 1998, Lily was mated with a black poodle, gave birth to a black poodle but it was already dead. Largely because of me when I accidentally dropped her from a certain height and she began crying out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292286941476308434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SXH67vwiRdI/AAAAAAAAAIw/BA7TD2vx1DU/s400/P1010019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I saw my dog was 2 weeks ago. Thank god I was back home. My dog looked weak, she was bony and her spine were sticking out on her back like a branch and she wasn't really nice to touch. But I really regret for not touching her more, showing more attention to her, giving her more food when she clawed her nails on my thighs instead of shoving her away. I didn't know she was about to die, so soon. If only I knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292286939365500738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SXH67n5R50I/AAAAAAAAAIo/mAh_pyWdwUs/s400/P1010018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-6796947451669697027?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/6796947451669697027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=6796947451669697027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6796947451669697027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6796947451669697027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-memory-of-lily-my-dearest-dog-and.html' title='In Memory of Lily, My Dearest Dog And Family Member'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SXH66rlyUtI/AAAAAAAAAIg/G20fuX1GwE0/s72-c/P1010006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-6617249224540244962</id><published>2009-01-15T00:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T02:51:00.415+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Budi in Singapore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SW4AqRfCHKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Jzu0_1Ojr-o/s1600-h/P1010585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SW4AqRfCHKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Jzu0_1Ojr-o/s400/P1010585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291167338454981794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SW4AqMA6GII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PJj-z0Z9LBo/s1600-h/P1010583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SW4AqMA6GII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PJj-z0Z9LBo/s400/P1010583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291167336986450050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pig Trotters&lt;br /&gt;Ba Kut Teh&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Doughnut (Youtiao)&lt;br /&gt;Salty Vegetables&lt;br /&gt;The famous Ba Kut Teh at Balestier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SW4Ap9HHfCI/AAAAAAAAAII/zY_gm-fAQPg/s1600-h/P1010582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SW4Ap9HHfCI/AAAAAAAAAII/zY_gm-fAQPg/s400/P1010582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291167332985961506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aww.. Isn't he cute?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-6617249224540244962?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/6617249224540244962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=6617249224540244962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6617249224540244962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6617249224540244962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2009/01/budi-in-singapore.html' title='Budi in Singapore'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SW4AqRfCHKI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Jzu0_1Ojr-o/s72-c/P1010585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4827671523942164579</id><published>2008-11-28T10:41:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:47:27.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>daily rants</title><content type='html'>Budi and I are cool now. He was a bastard though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, now, now... I have been watching alot of Grey's Anatomy, drinking beer and munching on pizzas.. I gonna be so fat when I come back to Singapore. Blame it on holidays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been thinking what gifts shouls I buy home now? mmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many more days till i'm flying? hmm 6 more days... Somehow, I'm not really excited about it.. Probably because I've alot of problems on hand regarding my apartment.. oh well :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4827671523942164579?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4827671523942164579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4827671523942164579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4827671523942164579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4827671523942164579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/11/daily-rants.html' title='daily rants'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-804227619200781060</id><published>2008-11-15T16:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:54:21.649+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreadful, terrible, miserable</title><content type='html'>"I'm close to giving you up" rings in my head as an uncontrollable intense misery swept over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop crying at the thought that we might break up. Even the thought makes me cry. My salty tears are burning my red and dry cheeks that were caused by the vicious UV rays.  I just hate when I can't stop crying whenever we have a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a few fights before all mainly the same reasons: he pissed me off, I refused to talk to him to whole day until the next day. Most of the times he pisses me off because he's having a bad mood and it affects me. It's like why should I succumb to him trying to get his attention and get disappointed because ultimately he's still being aloof.  I don't want to be trying so hard to please him and get shit in return. I'm going to stop. I just hate complaining and trying to explain who's fault or responsible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many long silence between us especially during arguments, well there isn't really an argument because I kept to myself refusing to speak all the time. Until I asked whether he had anything more else to say. He said that he was waiting for me to say something and after a long silence, I forced the words to come out of my mouth, "Maybe... we should not see each other...    for a few days or awhile"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He let out a shaking and long breathe before he said, "You go and bath then pack your things and I'll send you home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was showering, I cried and unconsciously stared at the soap's foam rising and sinking from the drainage hole beside the bathtub. At least that was something that kept my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I dressed up, I started packing up; taking my toothbrush from the cute smiley thing that holds the toothbrush on the mirror next to another one that holds Budi's. Staring at it, I wondered whether would one day my toothbrush would return to that space again or forever the thing would be remove next to budi's. Or maybe he would even remove his. I get more sad putting the towel back onto the stand, etc using and doing things in his house thinking that it might be the last time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-804227619200781060?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/804227619200781060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=804227619200781060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/804227619200781060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/804227619200781060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/11/dreadful-terrible-miserable.html' title='Dreadful, terrible, miserable'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1988865256210086476</id><published>2008-09-28T14:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:54:20.504+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Awkward times we find ourselves in</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Sometimes when people come up to you and talk to you about the least interesting things for e.g ranting about their school work, what they learn in their history subjects, that their dogs would run crazily around the house just after showering and etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Often I would crack my head to figure out wad am I going to say next to show that I’m actually very interested and that I’m nice. But I also keep telling myself that “I shouldn’t think too much… not too hard.. it’ll be harder..” But I’m still not good enough. God, can these losers be any more interesting?! Couldn’t they try to be more engaging? It always okay if they are your close friends ‘cos you could just go “Can please talk about something else?”, cut into their “boredstiff talk” with “Hey! What did you have for lunch? Salami Foccacia? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Uhhmm!&lt;/span&gt; They’re really good!” or just daydream when they’re talking and they will understand. &lt;img src="http://raws.adc.rmit.edu.au/%7Es3177389/blog2/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="wp-smiley" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;If only they could be more engaging like maybe try to ask questions instead of us trying to find the right questions. I only brought this up because these have been happening to me VERY frequently these days. Basically, I have this roommate who I never stayed home long enough to chat with very often and I happen to stay at home this weekend and work on my school’s shit. When I’m typing these and watching youtube, she talks to me every now and then, and would come into my room and chat with me with her boring school stuffs. She is almost intolerable, excruciatingly LONG-WINDED and full of boring shit. Not just today, she always tell me what she have to write for her essay, about nationalism and she hates trinity (her school). I know I know, not again and again, I understand your work are tiresome but ure tiring me out! If you’re so free, go get toilet rolls and don’t you ever buy them?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 128);"&gt;Other people aint that bad because they don’t&lt;/span&gt; occupy my hours with boring shit except seminars. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1988865256210086476?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1988865256210086476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1988865256210086476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1988865256210086476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1988865256210086476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/09/awkward-times-we-find-ourselves-in.html' title='Awkward times we find ourselves in'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-9215069825921587527</id><published>2008-09-17T12:34:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T12:53:40.840+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lil Things That Might Kill My Day</title><content type='html'>Look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up earlier this morning to do my reading log of the week for cinema studies class, finished it but by the time Budi sent me to school I was already half an hour late. On my way  in his car, I was contemplating whether I should go to class because this particular gay lecturer is really into picking at students who comes late. My mind was set so I got down the car without telling Budi that I've actually decided not to attend the class despite his efforts to speed all the way down to my school. So here I am, in my school library and you know what, I've really productive by having one of my other assignment done and going into another one. In less than an hour time, I'm going to scramble off to my group meeting than lecture than another group(TV) shooting. When I was seating down looking through my student emails, I can't help to really think what I want to do with my degree when I saw those countless TV broadcasting events. Sometimes I wonder is it that I'm too busy for them, simply lazy or I don't really have a passion in broadcasting TV. I am doing broadcasting as part of course but so far, I think TV is frustrating although they have more elements to explore with. But it's a fuss. On the other hand, I beginning to feel that I actually would prefer radio. I wonder it's the passion or it's the laziness that sets my preference. Back to what I would prefer to do with this degree, perhaps going into a Multimedia Honours or master. It would be cool to get to be some art director of some company. So far, this is a very likable idea. I wonder: what am I going to do for dinner tonight, maybe i'll have dinner with Nikki tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-9215069825921587527?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/9215069825921587527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=9215069825921587527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/9215069825921587527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/9215069825921587527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/09/lil-things-that-might-kill-my-day.html' title='The Lil Things That Might Kill My Day'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5281182443518123584</id><published>2008-08-28T14:26:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:53:36.174+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just told Budi the other day that I won't be going back home this year end and he wants work and earn my ticket back home to Singapore than to Indonesia. But I strongly refused because I was very unwilling. I just felt it ain't right because it's 2 thousands dollars that I'm talking about. I'm not sure I'm ready for this because somehow this trip might probably be a leap in our relationship. First, I'd feel more attached as in the seriousness of the relationship and second, i'd be Meeting The Parents like Ben Stiller. Family and friends. Budi was very persistent and he could obviously see my change of mood. I don't really fancy the idea of Budi working in like Big W or Subway for me. It's like he's not someone who works or wants to in such places. I dunno, people might change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5281182443518123584?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5281182443518123584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5281182443518123584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5281182443518123584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5281182443518123584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/08/ive-just-told-budi-other-day-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5184360483201394438</id><published>2008-08-28T14:25:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T14:26:21.098+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ellen Degeneres: Gay Marriage</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/A7addd1-SY8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/A7addd1-SY8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;She kick ass! She kicked that senator's ass!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5184360483201394438?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5184360483201394438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5184360483201394438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5184360483201394438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5184360483201394438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/08/ellen-degeneres-gay-marriage.html' title='Ellen Degeneres: Gay Marriage'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-6333319593164553729</id><published>2008-08-19T11:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T12:21:07.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates!</title><content type='html'>First, End of year flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that I'm not returning to Singapore at the end of year. Sorry :(&lt;br /&gt;I've talked to my mom about it that I'd prefer to return home for couple of weeks instead of 4 months. It's my preference not to stay in Singapore for too long for what have happened the last time I went back when I'd a fight with my mom and almost couldn't make it back here. Phew. Anyways, there are really many implications as well like i'd still need to continue to pay the 4 months' rent when im in Singapore that my mom sure would hate me for it.&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, air tickets are really expensive at the end of the year cost about SG$1800 for the round tickets. :@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man. I don't think I'm handling school work well now. There are always too much work to do and I really can't keep up with my own schedule. I hate complaining and I aim to score HDs for all subs. In case I haven't mentioned, I have talked to my mom that if I do really well for school for 2 semesters, I'd like to opt for a transfer to the States. Well, I've got 3 Distinctions and 1 pass last semester and I think it really sucked. I could see that I didnt put in much effort as I would expect myself to. I'm not bullshitting here, but it's not really hard to get a Distinction, and I KNOW that I have that ability to get HDs if I had put in more effort. I know what they want but I'm just too slacked to do it. Mann. A word for myself: PRIORITIZED! LIANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;P     R     I     O     R     I     T     I     Z     E     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. School's shit&lt;br /&gt;2. Social circle and romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, My love life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is doing pretty well with Budi. And guess what? We have been together for more than a month! I know it doesn't seem to be a big thing but it is to me! 2 weeks ago, 1 month into the relationship, he said that 3 words! Yikes! I was a little struck followed by a tinge of happiness. But I didn't let myself sink into that "soft bed" because my nature (being skeptical) wasn't letting me to maybe because I don't think I exactly feel that same way too so it made it less convincing to me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think the relationships have been smooth sailing, he's the jealousy and possessive type. It already happened a few times and mostly is because of my friends. Whenever he feels I put my friends before him. Sometimes I do feel he's a little sensitive. LOL I remember he experienced ups and downs in one day because of me and he said "Liane. Stop playing with my feelings!" in a humourous manner of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Social circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm drifting away with my friends because of school and budi. Nobody has time to party and hang out together and when I'm always with my bf during the weekends. :( Well, now I think I should keep some to myself.. yea Nonetheless, school still comes first! &gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-6333319593164553729?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/6333319593164553729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=6333319593164553729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6333319593164553729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6333319593164553729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates.html' title='Updates!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7174199413918975205</id><published>2008-07-10T23:42:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T23:48:28.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Skype me!</title><content type='html'>My people! Please download SKYPE on my account! I'd like to talk and see you at the same time between borders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried downloading it from the main website but I couldn't install it so it would great if you could download in from this website, &lt;a href="http://www.filehippo.com/download_skype/"&gt;http://www.filehippo.com/download_skype/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon installation, please add me with my msn email address!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puuuhhlleaassee! I really want u guys to skype with me!!!!! Let's gooo &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;skyppping&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7174199413918975205?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7174199413918975205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7174199413918975205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7174199413918975205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7174199413918975205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/07/skype-me.html' title='Skype me!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2649061253782352333</id><published>2008-07-07T16:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:37:07.226+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reading for the Month - Scorpio</title><content type='html'>Monthly Romantic: July&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO&lt;br /&gt;October 23 - November 21&lt;br /&gt;As the month gets started, you might think it's all business as usual when it comes to romance-but you'd be wrong. No matter what romantic business as usual means for you, your routine is going to get shaken up this month, so get ready! If you're a swinging single, you might commit. If you're committed but sometimes bored, thrills are just around the corner. Whatever your status, it's high time for a change, and that change is about to happen. No amount of preparation will really prepare you for all the excitement coming your way! On the 5th, be humble. No one can understand another person completely, even you. On the 9th, don't make any decisions you're not ready to make. The 10th and 11th will highlight just how right for each other the two of you are emotionally, and the 15th and 16th, showcase the fact that you two are pretty good together on some key practical levels as well. By the 21st, romance will be seeping into every corner of your life and turning things upside down-in a good way! On the 26th, practice non-attachment. Not in the sense that you fear commitment, but in the sense that you see your partner as an individual to be respected and admired, not as a possessed. The 31st, keep a close eye on yourself-you could learn something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link : &lt;a href="http://horoscopes.astrology.com/monthlyromscorpio.html"&gt;http://horoscopes.astrology.com/monthlyromscorpio.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2649061253782352333?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2649061253782352333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2649061253782352333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2649061253782352333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2649061253782352333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-reading-for-month-scorpio.html' title='My Reading for the Month - Scorpio'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2595851418584155478</id><published>2008-07-06T16:19:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T16:38:09.197+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Mraz</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;His acoustic performance is spellbounding. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You have to listen to every word he says! Especially what he says before and after his song.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall bring you a song, in fact more than a song, &lt;em&gt;You and I&lt;/em&gt; by Jason Mraz.&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pc8OAG7SRL8&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2595851418584155478?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2595851418584155478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2595851418584155478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2595851418584155478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2595851418584155478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/07/jason-mraz.html' title='Jason Mraz'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5234286703011697505</id><published>2008-07-06T00:48:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T02:06:11.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dig the same ol' stuffs</title><content type='html'>I totally screw it up. Because I never thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, I went to Espen's house bbq and met alot of fun people. Then I got myself drinking loads and all of us went to a club on Brunswick called Bimbo. Had heaps of fun and a fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was out having fun and had a little realization of what I was doing, for first time I felt pretty strongly that maybe Budi and I should stay as friends. I was really having fun with what I was doing. But the next day I woke up with a massive hangover, and had to meet Budi up to move some stuffs. For the whole afternoon, he treated me well because I was retarded by the excessive drinking. Went to his new apartment and I could tell that he was shy. I didn't talk much because anything that would come out from my mouth would be the fling I had the day earlier. Near evening, he drove me to work and insisted of fetching me after my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dropping off my other co-mates, Budi and I talked. I could not not tell him about what happened the night before. The things I told him like "I afraid I'd hurt your feelings if we're together", I am not even sure why things like those came out of my mouth. Maybe I was still having a hangover in some other parts of my head. I only got a proper reaction until Budi said "I think I'm done with it" and I warily asked "Done with what?", "Done with going after you" he responded. I was just stumped, that is ought to be a proper response from a guy upon hearing such things from a girl. One thing he said afterwards that made me feel different was something like "You know, I was never so into a girl and going after her like this" I also asked why he thought of stopping all this and it's because "I have a strong pride and I can't go into a relationship with the flings that may happen" Totally reasonable. In this case I'm one of a hell bitch. Lol I actually fancied calling myself a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was walking to my apartment, my mind was as blank as a bullet that had shot everything down. I just felt empty as I leaned my head against the walls in the lift. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sidetrack a abit(For the past 5 minutes my mind drifted to Fried Hokkien Mee, U-mian, Hor Fun and Chicken Rice I'd get in AMK, damn I haven't realized that I was hungry).&lt;/span&gt; When I reached home, I just didn't know what to do and I just sat on my sofa with my thick clothes still on me for don't know how long. Emotions started to fill me up and I was thinking what to do and I felt that I am not done with talking. When I realized whatever I've just said to Budi was really insensitive and only at the moment I felt I have broken his trust for me, I'm pretty amazed and awed that he could withstand it and be a gentleman about it. I summoned all the courage I have got and called Budi up and told him. At first when I called, he still sounded very nice to my liking. Afterwards I said "Budi, I think I am not done with the talking" and he responded with "Ahh, fuck it". I was too determined to say what was on my mind to actually take it personally. But that was like the most sentimental word I felt from him. LOL Ironically because I could sense the exasperation from him for the first time especially when he appears to be cool-headed all the time. After telling him everything, it was like pouring myself out on Budi, I just have to wait for his decision and his short vacation to Sydney on the next following day might seem a good time for him to think about it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5234286703011697505?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5234286703011697505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5234286703011697505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5234286703011697505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5234286703011697505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/07/dig-same-ol-stuffs.html' title='Dig the same ol&apos; stuffs'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-6295634519734252782</id><published>2008-06-30T15:03:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T16:57:53.248+10:00</updated><title type='text'>What comes around comes around</title><content type='html'>I'll never be able to get out of this conundrum if I don't let myself to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to be friends with every guy I meet. Even the ones I liked. I don't want to lose them in a relationship that always prove to be short. The pain I have gone through was undescribable. So I ever promised myself that I'm not going to be with anyone that would sabotage the friendship/s. But I broke that promise with Kelvin and I ended up crying like I never cried before. Okay. This doesn't mean to be emotional. Now, it's Budi's turn to turn me upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Budi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met each other in a club via friend's friend. I thought he was a really fun kid so we hanged out (I don't prefer calling it dates). I wasn't really interested and I tried to let him know and I really just want to be friends. Blahblah. Somewhere around the 4th date was when he tried to hold my hands and I rejected him. Told him that if I can't do it more than friends and it appeared that it's not working for us. Somehow or rather we became friends when we became frank to both of us. We would chat on msn and occasionally we would hang out for lunch, dinner coffee and tea. Then, yesterday at the end of the night out when I was looking out of the car window at my apartment he asked, "Can I asked you sth?". No kidding, my heart skipped a heartbeat. Somewhere in the question I felt very familiar and something I was very afraid that was about to come. "Does this feel weird?", he held my hands as he asked. A flush of mixed feelings immediately rushed and invaded all parts of my brain that I couldn't even think. The only thing that I knew I had to do is "Budi, we have to talk about this.". He said that he tried to just be friends with me but he felt that he just like me more and more. When I heard "more and more", other than being flattered, I felt he was really serious because the "more" at the back was choked. He didn't even try to make me feel bad or anything like the previous time. He said we could actually still as friends like how it is now and he wants to know because he doesn't want to be hanging between friends and 'u know'. It ended up that "Let's talk about this some other time", I wasn't even in a right mind to talk about it. So much for me saying it. haha&lt;br /&gt;So last night, I was so disturbed that when I went to bed at 0130am and didn't sleep until 0900am. I was so tired to get out of bed to do anything and to sleep. Okay this is not going to happen again. I was actually reminiscing my relationships before. What a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I am very tempted into trying it. It sort of hit me in the face yesterday that if I'm not going to try, I'm going to be like that forever. That was like the same thing I told myself with Kelvin. And I almost gave up in relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a kind a person who hates escaping what is infront of me. Li Xuelian, is going to be brave and courageous and take on what's coming. Oh btw, I'm a robot not to say I do have feelings for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-6295634519734252782?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/6295634519734252782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=6295634519734252782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6295634519734252782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6295634519734252782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-comes-around-comes-around.html' title='What comes around comes around'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4905716633634091953</id><published>2008-06-28T17:10:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:47:07.264+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently,&lt;br /&gt;It seems that I do have a very busy and happening life now. Filled with events, dinners, partiiee, drinks and I'm probably having my hangover as I'm typing. haha Tonight, I'm going for a dinner, next Thursday there will be a Norwegian bbq, and on the 14th my Nicky is coming from Singapore! arhhhhh This is excrucaiting! I'm so shit now but I couldn't stop spending money! I'm even using my rent money for my expenses! Arhhhhh! How bad can this be! I have to pay my rent by the 1st week of next month in 3 days! Other than that, I have to pay for electricity, internet and phone bill by the first week too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! I really need to do something! Come'n sth good please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to speak with having a close clique, funwork and stuffs. But the bottomline is MONEY. You need it to create opportunities and get things going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4905716633634091953?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4905716633634091953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4905716633634091953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4905716633634091953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4905716633634091953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/06/currently-it-seems-that-i-do-have-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1098508397044528159</id><published>2008-06-20T14:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:05:09.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been feeling the best of mood these few days apart that I'm free from my commitment to school! Starting last Sunday, I lost my job at Pink and yesterday I got pissed off by my supervisor. Why all of these are pissing me off because they pissed me off by the same reason. Regarding Pink, partly it was because 2 rather new staffs(including me) were working and end of the day there were shortage of $159. Due to that I was newer and the superior said that no one actually taught me properly how to use the card machine so..  Yeah, and the older staffs are coming back because they have finished their exams and they do not need much staffs for this season. I also found out the shortage of $159 actually mattered alot. Well, I paid half of it and they are still kicking my ass for it. I do blame it more on the poor management, they should have trained me and the other staff better to know that we could have handled things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacksatay(the restaurant I'm working at), the supervisor told me off saying, "Liane, if you don't know how to take drink order, don't try. As simple as that. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said. I just got off the phone with my mom as I was talking to her about my job and I just started crying. I don't know why whenever I talk to my mom such matters i'll get all emotional and worked up. My mom also called regarding my year-end summer break which is like 2-3 months. But to think that wad happened the last time I went back which was a disaster when I had to work for my expenses and my mom refused to pay for my rent when i wasnt staying there. And now, how am I going to deal with my accomodation? Crazy my mom is making it so hard for me to come back. So I told her "What for do I want to come back and I've to work, might as well I work here. If I'm coming back, I'd only be back for a couple of weeks." And she wanted me to take budget airline, no way. It'll take me like 10 hours of unsafe ride across the Pacific Ocean (?). It's not that I don't want to come back but to imagine the kind of treatment I'd get from my mom, I'm really more happy staying here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I should really focus what to focus on. lol. I feel I'm really someone who wants to be happy all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;What I want now in my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Fun work, Close clique, Extra-curriculum(new language and sport).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when I went to a salon, suddenly I feel like taking up hairdressing. It'd be awesome if I take up hairdressing course too and then work as a hairdresser. Then, I could open a store and bring my mom over to manage that would be what my mom love to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jacksatay- Strive for the best! I am not a give-up person so I'm going to give the best but be the best. No one is going to pull me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close clique- I still need some time to think about that maybe I could do that tonight or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra-curriculum- Always depends on my financial status. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;What I want later in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Go to States a year later, work there and bring my family there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1098508397044528159?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1098508397044528159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1098508397044528159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1098508397044528159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1098508397044528159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-havent-been-feeling-best-of-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1306729188115752468</id><published>2008-06-07T01:00:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:43:18.799+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Film Productions'/><title type='text'>My group assignment productions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7FgnudcDFXw&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My single-shot assignment conveying Crisis. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7jD6hD89AK4&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Video on postmodernism. It's called "post-motion" mainly because we used photographs to make the video.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1306729188115752468?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1306729188115752468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1306729188115752468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1306729188115752468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1306729188115752468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/06/check-that-out-my-group-assignment.html' title='My group assignment productions!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4677853916166750841</id><published>2008-06-05T22:47:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:57:59.214+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts before bedtime</title><content type='html'>I tried to go to bed early tonight but I just have too much thoughts in mind that keeps me too excited to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my random thoughts : I want to get fake eyelashes and look like Audrey Hepburn, but I need brown and white eyeshadow too. I think I suit older guys more. I'm going to go to work like 15 minutes early and when I go in, i'll want r'yan to possess me. I'll always have money. I'm gonna look awesome with the new pair of all black vans tomorrow. Tomorrow is going to be a happy day! I'll be well-dressed with appropriate make-up when I get my shoes, go to school and to work! I'll put on my fake eyelashes on sat when I work at Pink. Audrey Hepburn! I want Tiffany's! It'll be cool if I hang out with my boss. I'm in the mood of some music and I'm sick of my music on my blog, time for a change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, when I look all better tomorrow with my work done early in the morning, I'm going to do another video! I've some interesting stuffs to talk about! Before then, I make sure I have a good night sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4677853916166750841?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4677853916166750841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4677853916166750841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4677853916166750841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4677853916166750841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/06/thoughts-before-bedtime.html' title='Thoughts before bedtime'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-6937281487006208579</id><published>2008-05-19T23:01:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:46:36.455+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What an accomplished day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I missed 2 classes this morning. Due to lack of sleep the day before. But afterwards, I made it to a lecture at 1630 and late enough to have everyone looking at me when I entered the lecture hall. After the lecture, I talked to Espen and it was nice and sweet. When he was gone, I hanged around with Marty and Ben, played a bit of pool at the canteen just before I head to try out my job at an Italian restaurant. OH YA, Marty said he should really bring me to watch an AFL (Australian Football League)! That'll be awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work experience at the Italian restaurant was great not to speak of the odd peeps. Before I came into the restaurant, I was a little startled. There were completely no asians, regardless of customers or not. Everything look Italianish, maybe it was exaggerated in my mind. lol. Then, I thought "I think I didn't tell them, Liane is going to be an asian.". The lady boss seemed to be surprised that I was Liane because she just kept repeating the question. I was having the very strong feeling that the lady boss was not keen of having around especially when she said,  "You want to try out the job today or other days? Anything." and when I said that I'm trying out today, she repeated that same sentence again. One thing I want to add, I was obviously dressed for the job. Then I asked, "You want me to come some other day?", then she said, "It's up to you.". I was like whatever, I don't want to leave without doing anything. So I insisted of staying and thank god the other staffs were really good and they liked me! At first I thought they were Italian bcoz they were speaking alien to me. To find out they are all around the middle easten countries.  And here it comes again, "there was this guy", not the best looking i'd say, I could feel chemistry between us. It's like sexual way. LOL. I can't believe I just said that. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more to mention actually, but I'm too tired to talk about everything at one go. But I'll update it again soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-6937281487006208579?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/6937281487006208579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=6937281487006208579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6937281487006208579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/6937281487006208579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-accomplished-day-though-i-missed-2.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-4745831107503290416</id><published>2008-05-18T14:05:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:37:35.240+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from Sydney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u1-d54dI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nzSiiqpwZAU/s1600-h/V9040044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201568336960938450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u1-d54dI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nzSiiqpwZAU/s400/V9040044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2Od54eI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xx9ZhBwHJaI/s1600-h/DSC05780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201568341255905762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2Od54eI/AAAAAAAAAEw/xx9ZhBwHJaI/s400/DSC05780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2ed54fI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NyVULiXcVis/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201568345550873074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2ed54fI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NyVULiXcVis/s400/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2ed54gI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szIozXvdeaI/s1600-h/V9040027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201568345550873090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2ed54gI/AAAAAAAAAFA/szIozXvdeaI/s400/V9040027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2ud54hI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lAqE18RoOcA/s1600-h/DSC05817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201568349845840402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u2ud54hI/AAAAAAAAAFI/lAqE18RoOcA/s400/DSC05817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anti- &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Scientology Walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-r6-d54cI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9xusd2Ed64A/s1600-h/DSC05831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201565124325401026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-r6-d54cI/AAAAAAAAAEg/9xusd2Ed64A/s400/DSC05831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-rlOd54bI/AAAAAAAAAEY/scXStQR5VM4/s1600-h/DSC05830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201564750663246258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-rlOd54bI/AAAAAAAAAEY/scXStQR5VM4/s400/DSC05830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-4745831107503290416?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/4745831107503290416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=4745831107503290416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4745831107503290416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/4745831107503290416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/05/photos-from-sydney.html' title='Photos from Sydney'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SC-u1-d54dI/AAAAAAAAAEo/nzSiiqpwZAU/s72-c/V9040044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7424393566939445016</id><published>2008-05-17T14:47:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T01:38:50.637+10:00</updated><title type='text'>today's the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec476b3b9227e00000116100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec476b3b9227e00000116100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;I attended Susie's concert band at the RMIT's end of semester event. It was AWESOOMMEE! Now I'm so into learning Jazz instruments, specifically, Saxophone and Trumpet. They have stage band and they even played The Family Guy theme. Quite literally, people from the audience were dancing offstage! It sent a tingling sensation through me. I swear that if I was drunk enough I'd be the most hardcore one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronnie's Gift&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Secret.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The new religion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec47798ebc3dd00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec47798ebc3dd00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec47798ebc3dd00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec47798ebc3dd00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec4772bec831b00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db36b3127ccec4772bec831b00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db37b3127ccec474b5767a9e00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://im1.shutterfly.com/procserv/47b8db37b3127ccec474b5767a9e00000056100AZNWbVu0bNmIPbz4A" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tada! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Epen and Susie&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7424393566939445016?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7424393566939445016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7424393566939445016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7424393566939445016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7424393566939445016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/05/todays-day.html' title='today&apos;s the day'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-439425297677364337</id><published>2008-05-13T23:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:43:44.033+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah! V</title><content type='html'>Espen and I have been hanging out in school doing work together! Like today we stayed up in school until 9pm. The feeling of having a study mate and a companion is fantastic! And so far, he's so fun to be with! I think we could be really good pals! A pity that he'll be transferring to Sound Art next semester.. ;\ Well, at least I've somebody to be with me during the hard time. Oh yeah, my grades are slipping already. I'm always so behind work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of starting a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;scrapbook&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now, but im just so mentally tired to do time-consuming things like this. Damn, at least I shoud try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-439425297677364337?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/439425297677364337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=439425297677364337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/439425297677364337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/439425297677364337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/05/yeah-v.html' title='Yeah! V'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2217116578688315863</id><published>2008-05-07T23:43:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:16:00.631+10:00</updated><title type='text'>God kveld!</title><content type='html'>I just had this short conversation with Espen today on facebook! I replied in norwegian and he replied in Chinese letters. Haha just in case you have no idea how I did, I actually used the online language translator and I reckon that he did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on that day, when I went over to Malcolm's house I was telling him about Espen also having a South Korean friend back in Norway. When I asked about malcolm's SK fren's name from Norway, it sounded almost like Espen's friend! (Actually, he forgotten) We only found out when Malcolm went on facebook and I EAGERLY asked him to double check by going to Espen's profile. AND TADAAA, that guy actually fell under 'common friend list'! Malcolm then went onto leaving Espen and Leon messages like how annoying I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, Malcolm showed me robot chicken by Seth Green. Well, was randomly hilarious! And I found out southparkzone.com! Yeah! The best site for Southpark lovers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, even I have slept my half day away today, I've done pretty much things that are worthwhile and interesting! ;D Can't wait for tomorrow's reading tute class! I'll get to talk to Susie, Shushu, Jinko, Espen and get Marty's msn! Moreover, in the evening, I'll be attending my foundation graduation ceremony! On Friday, I'll be attending editing class in the morning with Espen and straight after the class I'll be off to the airport for Sydney for the entire weekend! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sweet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I feel that I can just die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2217116578688315863?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2217116578688315863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2217116578688315863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2217116578688315863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2217116578688315863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/05/god-kveld.html' title='God kveld!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7436077916118749445</id><published>2008-05-06T23:58:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T01:00:57.076+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A day (oh, finally!) with small and significant events</title><content type='html'>I'm so proud of myself today.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Oh man, i'm going to cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Start with this morning, I didn't contribute as much as the other students during the Cinematic Image tute. Hell NO, I did it. It felt great when I finally hecked the feeling of inferiority and domination by Peter. I already got sicked of feeling meek, neglected and forgotten. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     After the tute, when I was heading into a lecture hall, I felt someone shaking the back of my bag and heard "hey!". GOD. It was Espen, that tall tall tallllll..ll norwegian guy. He almost fell probably because he ran up towards me (yeah, I keep telling myself that). LOL. I was really happy! He's so nice and well-mannered! Well, I wanted to sit next to him during the lecture but April wanted to sit with someone else and I ended up with Scott by my side and having Espen at the other side after aisle! Man! I always have these chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     When lecture ended, I had a scrumptious and filling meal at rose garden! Best food place ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Then I rushed to my first day of job (only a try-out) at Pink. Supposedly I'd would be working at the Pink clothing line instead of the beauty line. I heard only after a year of work at Pink, you could then work at the beauty line. Moreover, it was my first day of job and they are experiencing shortage of staffs over at beauty (a really gorgeous place) today so yeah I worked there! Pay was really low thou. But it was fun chatting up with the customers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;     This day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;finally came!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yahoo! Later that day, these 2 high school girls came into the store and when they left, I saw the girls approaching Kelvin who was standing outside, the very right side of the glass panels. When I saw him, he saw me. I was shocked but amazed of myself either! My instant reaction was I tilted my head with a Ö and I just waved with an awkward laughter. Well, I looked happy and amazed at the same time. HEH. I was so happy of myself that I forgot that I was working! What I was so happy about it's because I no longer feel sad when I see him! I remember I used to hate seeing him and now the memories became little treasures as bits of my past and experience. It's like I don't feel insecure anymore and I have already let it go. ;) What a wonderful world. This particular event is just a small part of what I am, who I am with, what I do. My life no longer circulates around the painful memories anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    After the day's job, least to my expectation, I got today's pay! My first &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;38 bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I have earned! Some more money to go to Sydney this Friday! Oh yeah Joan paid for my tickets to Sydney and her friend paid for the 5 star hotel accommodation by Bondi Beach because I wanted to go to the beach. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? Oh MY GOd. I don't think I wouldn't have appreciated it as much as I do now if I hadn't wrote this post. ;D I'm in tears!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;  THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;JOAN&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;JEFFREY&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MY BELOVED &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CLASSMATES&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt; AND &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    When I just knocked off, Budi messaged me to go out for a dinner together on Thursday! Joan messaged and she was home cooking dinner for me to go home! MAN! I feel needed! When I reached home, Joe helped with the job cv and stuffs that again boost my confidence! I think I'll be able to get the job I'd like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God really knows what makes me happy! To make it all happen on one day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7436077916118749445?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7436077916118749445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7436077916118749445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7436077916118749445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7436077916118749445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-oh-finally-with-small-and.html' title='A day (oh, finally!) with small and significant events'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5806442122111334021</id><published>2008-05-02T23:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:09:26.347+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rather peaceful which is f***ing good!</title><content type='html'>It's really good to have my attention on many stuffs. Like different group of friends! This morning when the class was about to end, I overheard Elliot meeting up with Espen tomorrow. So I asked, "Are you guys hanging out?" Answer was a 'no' and actually there's a communication studies' party which I have not heard of. It was further stressed by Elliot that I was the only one not knowing. I felt so uninvited. LOL. Anyways, I'm going! I heard the party is at a house. I wonder would it be like how it looked on tv, American college parties. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the morning class of editing, April and I went to Crown to do a refund from Prada for Joan. Earlier, Joan have bought this pink Prada bracelet for $230 that she later regret. Partially embarassed and indecisive, she asked me to do a refund for her. When I got to there, the sales lady (she's Chinese) was really nice and to found out that they don't do refunds. Called Joan up but she told me to do an exchange on her behalf of anything I think is worthed getting. So I got this really nice blue(turquoise) coin pouch, the really flat one with gold plating and zip. The inside was equally gorgeous. And it was the last one. Joan knew that I liked that. So the whole evening, I spent telling her how lovely and gorgeous the pouch could be. Everyone seemed to hae noticed the pouch and eventually which I could tell, she's liking the pouch. LOL. I think that's about most people. If you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, I went for an afternoon writing class. I was in a pair with Elliot and April in taking photos. I also remember that there's this girl in class who looks quite obedient and oblivious happens to work in a popular club which I visited last weekend! No wonder I felt she was so familiar that I even thought she was an artiste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I had hotpot at Glenwaverly, our fren drove us there and got to meet new people. Even now, I'm bloody bloated from the loads of food I stuffed. I got to know this guy from China and this another China guy who stayed in Singapore more than 5 years before he came over here. We all agreed that he sounded more like a Singaporean than I do when it comes to speaking Chinese. Haha I'm not that bad alright! We were actually waiting for another guy to come. And he was said to be the legend of Melbourne Uni and probably why he is always late. About half an hour later, Joan and I saw this really familiar guy coming into the restaurant. Ta-da... we all knew him. We shouldn't had much expectation from him. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the gathering, we were asked to go karaoke with Chrysy and Johnny and going to Seven with Matt and others. But we turned them all down although Joan wanted to go clubbing. Now, at home updating my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know its quite a boring post about my routine today. But its because so, I am glad. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;damn. No photos today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE FRIDAY CLASSES. THEY'RE AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5806442122111334021?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5806442122111334021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5806442122111334021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5806442122111334021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5806442122111334021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/05/rather-peaceful-which-is-fing-good.html' title='Rather peaceful which is f***ing good!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-3968504706515414391</id><published>2008-04-30T16:27:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T12:51:25.224+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Desire (Spoof)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;&lt;embed name="myflashfetish" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.mp3asset.com/swf/mp3/mff-mixtape.swf" width="300" height="185" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0" flashvars="myid=9462895&amp;amp;path=2008/04/29&amp;amp;mycolor=0x7D7B6A&amp;amp;mycolor2=0x000000&amp;amp;mycolor3=0x75B7BF&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=3&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=0" wmode="transparent" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/playlist/9462895" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Get Music Tracks!" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" alt="Get Music Tracks!" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/get-tracks.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="Create A Playlist!" style="BORDER-TOP-STYLE: none; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: none; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: none; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: none" alt="Create A Playlist!" src="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/images/make-own.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;It seems like this audio player is not working. -_-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="VISIBILITY: visible"&gt;I suggest downloading it from &lt;a href="http://liane88.fileave.com/desire3.WAV"&gt;http://liane88.fileave.com/desire3.WAV&lt;/a&gt; . Yeah I know it's fuss but it's only 9 seconds. You can definitely do better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIwOTUzNjg*Nzk5MyZwdD*xMjA5NTM2ODc4MTI2JnA9MTgwMzEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-3968504706515414391?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/3968504706515414391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=3968504706515414391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3968504706515414391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/3968504706515414391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/spoof.html' title='Desire (Spoof)'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-492313358074677983</id><published>2008-04-30T09:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T14:21:06.688+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No see pals! Updates</title><content type='html'>I have been working on my assessments and assignments. And Sunday was like the first time in ages that I haven't slept to rush on my work. I was reaching nowhere with my work, literally, nothing was done yet. I had like 2 major assessments due on Monday. It was the Sound Assessment (which was really fun doing) and Reading Media Text Log (which was really excruciating doing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Drums beat arises!!**&lt;br /&gt;"Ar-hem!", allow me to share with you what was the sound assessment about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; We have to choose 5 abstract words from the list that teacher have gave. From then, we have to go out to the field and record sounds that evokes the meaning. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After some creative thinking, I picked 'chaos', 'winter', 'desire', 'death' and 'lost'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The funniest one I did was 'desire', partly it's because I recorded it with a solid state recorder like 4am on the Monday morning. Nevertheless, mainly it's because I was recording Matt and Joan sucking on lollies (similar to the sound of french kissing), them touching each other, zipping of clothes, best of all, them moaning and panting! &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simply cool and totally cracked me out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; You know I actually had to hid behind a door and passed them the microphone to record themselves (because it was too embarassing for them when I was standing next to them with the mic all over them) while I adjust the recording level!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Well, the greatest credits goes to Matt and Joan! No matter what grades I'd get!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-492313358074677983?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/492313358074677983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=492313358074677983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/492313358074677983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/492313358074677983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/long-time-no-see-pals-updates.html' title='Long Time No see pals! Updates'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2724208921193435826</id><published>2008-04-15T11:16:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T13:55:32.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Over It</title><content type='html'>It's not like life is just about them. Life starts afresh&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! Although I still have a bad stomach cramp since last night and I skipped classes today. LOL. Anyway, all for the better! I've more time to start doing some serious work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Nova always say "Don't forget to love yourself"! Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2724208921193435826?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2724208921193435826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2724208921193435826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2724208921193435826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2724208921193435826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/get-over-it.html' title='Get Over It'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8911245644167186659</id><published>2008-04-14T15:52:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:07:14.131+10:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGE ME</title><content type='html'>I want to changeeee!!! TO be even more convincing, I changed the emofreak skin to this vibrant sunny skin; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the week 6 of my course and I have been playing too much and my homeworks have been pushed to a side and they are piling up like a hill like a monsteerrrr looming over meeee. Gonna be in deep shit if I don't do anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I SWEAR TO THIS BLOG &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and my spongebob friends&lt;/span&gt; I AM GOING TO STOP PLAYING AND START WORKING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;STOP&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8911245644167186659?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8911245644167186659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8911245644167186659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8911245644167186659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8911245644167186659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/change-me.html' title='CHANGE ME'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-1653007885097962240</id><published>2008-04-11T23:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T00:16:03.122+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Day in Espionage! ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our Mission: To get to Matt's presentation without him knowing. A day before, he wasn't keen of the idea of us coming along. Unlike us. He told us he got a $600 suit for it and I even thought the presentation was like a graduation piece. On the actual day when I walked into the library, I saw a tall guy in grey suit with his hands in his pockets. SOOO flashy. Yeah there he was, the only guy in full-dressed suit. lol. I guess he was pretty excited for the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9n137q2bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fuuI5VsLVLQ/s1600-h/lll.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187979470999050674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9n137q2bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fuuI5VsLVLQ/s400/lll.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9nH37q2aI/AAAAAAAAADw/X-QVxhQJhB8/s1600-h/lll.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Honkie &amp;amp; Sg&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9lTH7q2YI/AAAAAAAAADg/Mb7nPip5YTQ/s1600-h/JL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187976674975340930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9lTH7q2YI/AAAAAAAAADg/Mb7nPip5YTQ/s200/JL.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shanghi &amp;amp; Sg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187984758103792066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9spn7q2cI/AAAAAAAAAEA/g9ypph4wi9A/s400/ppp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matt's expression according to Joan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't understand why was he so tensed about. Wait till you se the photos. He didn't even spoke the only thing he did was standing in his suit at the back of his group like a big boss. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9yOn7q2dI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r6OepW_KPSY/s1600-h/s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187990891317090770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9yOn7q2dI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r6OepW_KPSY/s400/s.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-1653007885097962240?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/1653007885097962240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=1653007885097962240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1653007885097962240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/1653007885097962240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Our Day in Espionage! ;D'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_9n137q2bI/AAAAAAAAAD4/fuuI5VsLVLQ/s72-c/lll.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-7272944254325882452</id><published>2008-04-10T00:30:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T01:18:48.982+10:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail the superstitious!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_zb2CuVDSI/AAAAAAAAADY/m4ET23WCF8Y/s1600-h/P1010366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187262592314576162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_zb2CuVDSI/AAAAAAAAADY/m4ET23WCF8Y/s200/P1010366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one that I bought. Pinky crystal beads bracelet. Most of my asian friends around me wear this. I thought it was really oversuperstitious and old-fashion but its like a trend here. Different colours has a different meaning or use to it. For this one that I got it's for boosting and improving human relations. Yeah. My HR had been really bad lately. BUT AS I ALWAYS SAY, "Things always get better!". My relationships has been good ever since thou I'd like to think it's because of my friend, an extreme socialite. And as I was mentioning this spiritual bracelet to my call from my mother, the call came straight after I bought and wore it. Even though I'm not sure how the news actually link to this. Anyway, this wasn't cheap, costs AUD$80. I think I was really desperate and I was really low in spirits okay. It has been eons since I've someone taking interest in me and now there is... **Laughs wickedly** Women.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-7272944254325882452?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/7272944254325882452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=7272944254325882452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7272944254325882452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/7272944254325882452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/all-hail-superstitious.html' title='All hail the superstitious!'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/R_zb2CuVDSI/AAAAAAAAADY/m4ET23WCF8Y/s72-c/P1010366.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-8933330472514065376</id><published>2008-04-09T11:18:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:26:21.178+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Regarding the issues</title><content type='html'>Top of the list: The issue about my brother being married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interviews of Liane: How did it happened? What's your feelings about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liane's testimonial: It doesn't make sense. It was one fine day, me hanging out at Chinatown in my friend's store after I bought this pink crystal beads (whichI'll talk about it later that how it amazingly created a wonder). A call came in from my mother and we were talking about our life and shit and she popped, "Kor Kor got married already," In my mind was, "Ah Laar'', what a lousy random joker and I said, "What are you talking about?" and through repeated firmed responses and the details like when my brother is going to the ROM and how are they going to do the wedding and how my brother got a girl "suddenly" to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was shocking. Too fast and furious(zoom zoom!). I couldn't even make it to my brother's wedding. Can you imagine that? Me in school daydreaming of myself taking the plane with luggages on my hands while my brother signing the documents and kissing the bride, "may death do us part". And I have not even seen my sister-in-law. It was probably a blind date and they jumped stages. On second thoughts, no, they made a huge leap straight to marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why isn''t my brother like the other normal guys? Queer old-fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. School Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiring aren't they? Guess not only me, also Nova, Ronnie and others.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I couldn't keep up. Lots of reading and writing to do. And just 2 days ago, a student showed her journal during the lecture and it has only been 5 weeks, there were piles of writhings and staffs in her journal. Graded a Distinction student alright. Man. I only had a few pages. To think that I have another 2 journals to write as much. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liane's imaginary angel testimonial: Nevermind alright. Things would turn out for the better just wait and see. Just work hard and emo less. **Shimmering sparkles**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Honkie guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Finally touching on relationships. This guy call Matt, whom I HAD interest with, pissed me out as the feelings I had dies out. He told my roommate, Joan, that he likes me and asked frequent questions about me. As it seemed to me that Matt has actually more fun talking to her then to me. In front of me, Matt is so boring maybe because of me too. When I try to strike up conversations, he always seemed to have short responses and as often, the convo ended pretty soon. AND boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when he's with Joan, they never seemed to have ending laughters and conversations. Seemingly, when I am around he doesn't seem to be at ease. When Joan whispered some things to me and it happened that I was looking at him, he gets a little troubled and stiff when he said sth like, "Ok lar, I go home alrighttt.", he wasn't smiling. Erm he looked as though he was embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In msn, I initiated to talk to him a few times, but his response was always slow and short. Then I began to get doubtful with things. Because when he chats with my roommate, he was always quick and responsive. Another thing, sometimes he'll ask me out for dinner and if I turned him down, he gave a perfectly-alright attitude. So I thought that maybe he's overly conscious of how I think of him or he likes being around with girls or shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, he's too much of a chore to deal with, sissy. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-8933330472514065376?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/8933330472514065376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=8933330472514065376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8933330472514065376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/8933330472514065376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/regarding-issues_08.html' title='Regarding the issues'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-5157861090420559123</id><published>2008-04-04T14:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:58:31.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on</title><content type='html'>Enough of emo craps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Latest updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My brother just got married!&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm getting pissed with this super gay honkie fellow.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm broke and I need a job. Almost everyone is broke here thou.&lt;br /&gt;4. I cannot see the finishing line for school work.&lt;br /&gt;5. Most of all, I think I've lost the most important thing I had for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I became dull, insensitive, ungrateful, irrational, selfish, shit damned, I feel so unattractive. But I do feel so much better after I listed it out. As though its normal to feel this way and its time to start the road of self-discovery/recovery again. hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Things to do to help:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a. Attending dance classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;b. Start working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-5157861090420559123?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/5157861090420559123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=5157861090420559123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5157861090420559123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/5157861090420559123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-updates.html' title='What&apos;s on'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5395930550932155510.post-2251320697224906597</id><published>2008-04-04T14:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:07:18.523+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The beginning of a new blog</title><content type='html'>and I'm feeling dreadful. I haven't felt hype for the least past 2 months. I always thought I would feel happier after I moved house. The location and everything is all good but.. nah. Sometimes I begin to feel tired of life and I want get an early retirement. Oddity. I have to cope with studies, money, relationships, too much for me. It's like when the older we get, the more picky and higher the expectations of ours' are. I feel that I live miserably with all the tormenting thoughts and feelings that we find it so hard to change for the better. Hey. I think I can click with a Jew!&lt;br /&gt;After so much, there's still optimism in me and things is definitely going to turn out for the better for the next couple of months. LOL 4/4/08 today it is. Let's see where am I on the 4/6/08. Nonetheless, not a very auspicious day for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;Comments&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5395930550932155510-2251320697224906597?l=nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/feeds/2251320697224906597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5395930550932155510&amp;postID=2251320697224906597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2251320697224906597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5395930550932155510/posts/default/2251320697224906597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nolongerdreadfulalright.blogspot.com/2008/04/beginning-of-new-blog.html' title='The beginning of a new blog'/><author><name>Miss Croosie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13993848331711471239</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qdwMcx-kg2M/SZfXcNQ39CI/AAAAAAAAARM/54pLrRKN308/S220/IMAG0044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
