<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181</id><updated>2012-01-25T03:12:09.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MsClaireYo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5778568725071246326</id><published>2012-01-25T02:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T03:12:09.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/01/2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gong Hei Fatt Choi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BHDRdohNfGs/Tx7_ndAH9CI/AAAAAAAAA9E/6_jVqQYyRAQ/s1600/20120123125012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701275231562757154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BHDRdohNfGs/Tx7_ndAH9CI/AAAAAAAAA9E/6_jVqQYyRAQ/s400/20120123125012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's near to a month since I last posted anything. Been busy with school and spring cleaning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 days of Public Holiday is ending soon[in just another few hours time]. Man, I need a longer holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been throwing a lot of things away during the spring cleaning, and I think I'm gonna get rid of more stuff after the Chinese New Year too. Want my room / house to be neat and tidy. [Hopefully!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short update of this Chinese New Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/01/2012 - On the first day of Chinese New Year, we went to visit some relatives and caught 'Dance Dance Dragon' at Century Square. Rating wise, I thought the movie was alright but not till the extend of fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/01/2012 - Meanwhile, we also caught 'All's Well Ends Well 2012'. I thought the 2011 one was better. But well, overall the comment would be the same as 'Dance Dance Dragon'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty late and I'm getting a little hungry and tired. Shall sleep it off and complete my work by tomorrow since the due is coming soon. Busy week ahead but my 1week holiday is coming to me soon! Can't wait:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5778568725071246326?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5778568725071246326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5778568725071246326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5778568725071246326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5778568725071246326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2012/01/25012012.html' title='25/01/2012'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BHDRdohNfGs/Tx7_ndAH9CI/AAAAAAAAA9E/6_jVqQYyRAQ/s72-c/20120123125012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5852511386625487494</id><published>2012-01-01T23:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T23:54:05.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/01/2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 2012!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgR6_DwmGO4/TwB6hl_z8aI/AAAAAAAAA84/qU0RrtRN7rU/s1600/20111231181025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692684646550335906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgR6_DwmGO4/TwB6hl_z8aI/AAAAAAAAA84/qU0RrtRN7rU/s400/20111231181025.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before I talk about other stuffs, I need to talk about my resolution first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I need to stop being so mean!&lt;br /&gt;Be it the way I talk or anything. I'm being too mean to people and it's not like I don't know. Sometimes, it's really hard to control when I'm pissed or irritated, but I'm gonna try my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Achieve unbelievable grades.&lt;br /&gt;My resolution says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Hit my ideal weight.&lt;br /&gt;No need for further explanation right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Take every thing positively.&lt;br /&gt;May it be comments from people whom you should just ignore or anyone close to you. Take it as a change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I spent a bomb last month[December]. Especially yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, and spell F.A.T for today. Had my favourite Wanton Noodles and went down to Bedok 85 for Tze Char and BBQ food. Lets not get to the part on drinks and dessert, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School re-opens the day after. Life should be pretty busy afterwards. Try to update my little column as much. Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5852511386625487494?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5852511386625487494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5852511386625487494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5852511386625487494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5852511386625487494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2012/01/01012012.html' title='01/01/2012'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DgR6_DwmGO4/TwB6hl_z8aI/AAAAAAAAA84/qU0RrtRN7rU/s72-c/20111231181025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1781505837873935570</id><published>2011-12-30T21:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T22:35:47.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/12/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to get my smile back on my face, and heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pguB4HczgxQ/Tv3LgqQ1XCI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Fe8A4Kg_20k/s1600/20111119222943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691929266027322402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pguB4HczgxQ/Tv3LgqQ1XCI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Fe8A4Kg_20k/s400/20111119222943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling pretty upset now. I haven't felt this way for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's bothering me except for my memories. They're all flooding right into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel pretty helpless at times like this. Nothing I do make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to be able to time travel, I know that having to change this fact would have affect the other. I'm just lost and trapped in my own memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilemma. The word you taught me. The word in place now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to end the year with a peaceful mind. Yet I know that this part of my life is going to disturb me for the rest of my life[unless things get back on track, which might take up to years or forever].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like I didn't take any action to make things right. It takes 2 hands to clap. I can't be doing this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music in my background is not going into me right now. I'm just relentlessly rambling here. I need some hope. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1781505837873935570?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1781505837873935570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1781505837873935570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1781505837873935570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1781505837873935570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/12/30122011.html' title='30/12/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pguB4HczgxQ/Tv3LgqQ1XCI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Fe8A4Kg_20k/s72-c/20111119222943.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4868686921640364597</id><published>2011-12-28T20:33:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:49:28.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/12/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop those absurd lies, they bring nothing but my disgust.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2V6gSGwy4yo/TvsSc6ucOWI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qLvYkae1DuY/s1600/20111221234000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691162842122434914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2V6gSGwy4yo/TvsSc6ucOWI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qLvYkae1DuY/s400/20111221234000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I wish I can take things on while looking just like my photo; I Don't Care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBN_efFG5dc/TvsScqm5FPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/zF6oAQIQJJ8/s1600/RIMG0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691162837795804402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PBN_efFG5dc/TvsScqm5FPI/AAAAAAAAA8U/zF6oAQIQJJ8/s400/RIMG0099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was looking through some of the old photos and look what I've found! Time really shows one's age, I looked different then. I love my old style(: Especially those boots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Christmas Updates~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went over to a friend's house for stay over on the 23rd till the 24th morning(: Whole bunch of us making noises. haahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0cNxBc8jc2Y/TvsPR2ELZbI/AAAAAAAAA8I/bTeNZsp8e8g/s1600/DSCN1208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691159353357985202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0cNxBc8jc2Y/TvsPR2ELZbI/AAAAAAAAA8I/bTeNZsp8e8g/s400/DSCN1208.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8ZpLRhJcNo/TvsPRQIadHI/AAAAAAAAA8A/rfpxiUmmlmk/s1600/DSC_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691159343175201906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t8ZpLRhJcNo/TvsPRQIadHI/AAAAAAAAA8A/rfpxiUmmlmk/s400/DSC_0671.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Honey Baked Ham[under the cling wrap] and Cheese Sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHxRgqOLgLk/TvsPRPtLvaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/GluATgQNN1k/s1600/DSC_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691159343060991394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lHxRgqOLgLk/TvsPRPtLvaI/AAAAAAAAA7w/GluATgQNN1k/s400/DSC_0672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pork Knuckles, which I prefer amongst the rest(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgwUaXICKqU/TvsPQ2pU2II/AAAAAAAAA7k/RndCBIvBS54/s1600/DSC_0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691159336333924482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xgwUaXICKqU/TvsPQ2pU2II/AAAAAAAAA7k/RndCBIvBS54/s400/DSC_0734.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Played a couple of rounds before heading downstairs for the cake:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YuG87hKBMeU/TvsPQpn71gI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/KG_MvCIJ2eA/s1600/DSC_0744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691159332838430210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YuG87hKBMeU/TvsPQpn71gI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/KG_MvCIJ2eA/s400/DSC_0744.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute-ass doggie downstairs. Overly active which makes me scared. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzea3stdUOk/TvsN7WIA4tI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/vKj7pbUKuP8/s1600/DSC_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691157867315389138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tzea3stdUOk/TvsN7WIA4tI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/vKj7pbUKuP8/s400/DSC_0749.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XwqUXk3zKpg/TvsN6_j_J7I/AAAAAAAAA7A/2GgV2nTZ5tg/s1600/DSCN1210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691157861258700722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XwqUXk3zKpg/TvsN6_j_J7I/AAAAAAAAA7A/2GgV2nTZ5tg/s400/DSCN1210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gift Exchange!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtU-Ew7go3E/TvsN6iyfjMI/AAAAAAAAA6w/he5ICYot164/s1600/x2_9faf453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691157853534915778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mtU-Ew7go3E/TvsN6iyfjMI/AAAAAAAAA6w/he5ICYot164/s400/x2_9faf453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Them under the covers. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YKi8nhelUGI/TvsN6A-vyJI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0wHoBaaVKek/s1600/DSCN1211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691157844459505810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YKi8nhelUGI/TvsN6A-vyJI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0wHoBaaVKek/s400/DSCN1211.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Headed down to Orchard later that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I thought that this year's lighting kind of sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same decoration throughout the whole street was bad, but having the same Rocher display as last year? hmmmm. I guess it's a budget Christmas throughout Orchard this year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE1Lf8UVuUo/TvsN5_9NX1I/AAAAAAAAA6c/ggE-ImN8-RU/s1600/DSCN1221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691157844184620882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZE1Lf8UVuUo/TvsN5_9NX1I/AAAAAAAAA6c/ggE-ImN8-RU/s400/DSCN1221.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Presents I've got for this Christmas(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheep from the gift exchange, a watch from dad and a bag from mum[not in the picture]&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruitful [extortion] Christmas[towards my parents] this year. hahas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4868686921640364597?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4868686921640364597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4868686921640364597&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4868686921640364597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4868686921640364597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/12/28122011.html' title='28/12/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2V6gSGwy4yo/TvsSc6ucOWI/AAAAAAAAA8c/qLvYkae1DuY/s72-c/20111221234000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-6392931031266899462</id><published>2011-12-23T01:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T02:58:00.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/12/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That glorious smile that brings warmth to our hearts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssS8wb5r9yU/TvN5uc6gbEI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/5qdP7zJqhZY/s1600/20111221235831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689024593241599042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssS8wb5r9yU/TvN5uc6gbEI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/5qdP7zJqhZY/s400/20111221235831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right, I see that stoic picture I've posted at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post a livelier photo but I liked this photo best amongst the rest, so... hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to compensate, I posted an additional picture on top(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's 冬至. I believe everyone has a fair share of tangyuan? I had 6 glutinous balls! So fattening, but I guess it's alright since it's just once in a while :P hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm heading out for the party later! heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've prepared: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XqDDD2VL1Y/TvN5ty3OjzI/AAAAAAAAA6I/uSBrlVEsnLY/s1600/DSCN1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689024581953556274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6XqDDD2VL1Y/TvN5ty3OjzI/AAAAAAAAA6I/uSBrlVEsnLY/s400/DSCN1204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Plain'o simple random piece of work with the [very tough to] wrapped gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uSvOcKbgni8/TvN5tuTSKhI/AAAAAAAAA54/UwIgYjsZ1_E/s1600/DSCN1207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689024580729055762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uSvOcKbgni8/TvN5tuTSKhI/AAAAAAAAA54/UwIgYjsZ1_E/s400/DSCN1207.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rough coloured sketch of a Christmas tree[Which was a fail attempt of a pop out card]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: This was not the original post. I lost Internet connection and *KABOOMZ*[LOL at my choice of word] I had to retype everything which is partly different from my original post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-6392931031266899462?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6392931031266899462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=6392931031266899462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6392931031266899462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6392931031266899462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='23/12/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ssS8wb5r9yU/TvN5uc6gbEI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/5qdP7zJqhZY/s72-c/20111221235831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5530386208046907137</id><published>2011-12-21T08:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T09:11:06.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/12/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell, Jingle Bell rock~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to start off this post with my happy mood(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's my 2weeks break now and I have to enjoy myself as much as possible for I won't be having any holidays[Aside from another one week break] till 2013. IKR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas's coming up and I have my celebrations arranged starting from the 23rd. Have already wrapped up my gifts. Agcited! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm heading out for my favourite wanton noodles and hopefully to Tampines afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I hope I'll take some photos at the partyyy! Ho Ho Ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/S: I think I'm too hyped. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5530386208046907137?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5530386208046907137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5530386208046907137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5530386208046907137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5530386208046907137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/12/21122011.html' title='21/12/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4534546619278661089</id><published>2011-12-05T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:21:14.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/12/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When treatments are all unjustified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought all was over but apparently, I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2more new projects for due.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outings coming up. Which means that I'll be spending quite a lot with gifts exchanging and meals this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main point is, how do I juggle my time between outings and projects? Yet another challenge for me to take on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, a new start is coming soon though. Looking forward to a better term(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/S: I need my hair to grow fast, stay strong and be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4534546619278661089?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4534546619278661089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4534546619278661089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4534546619278661089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4534546619278661089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/12/05122011.html' title='05/12/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8459652914783491579</id><published>2011-11-25T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T10:51:44.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25/11/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Start afresh by changing yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I haven't been posting for the longest time. But I've really been very busy ever since school started[which was 6weeks back].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 2 projects to submit each week, tell me where do I find time please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I've got a presentation later on and I came here to blog, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have been out during days off but I haven't been taking photos[which makes this a boring post].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to take more photos in any upcoming outings and visit this little space more often :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Christmas is in a month time! So excited(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8459652914783491579?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8459652914783491579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8459652914783491579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8459652914783491579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8459652914783491579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/11/25112011.html' title='25/11/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8958823188741628315</id><published>2011-10-16T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T18:52:19.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/10/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you're immune from pains but never cured from the old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the last day of school holidays. Well, I think I've had sufficient rest but it's gonna be a long while before the next holiday arrives[2 semesters later, can you believe it!?! Gosh]...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New semester, new expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I shall just continue on my reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8958823188741628315?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8958823188741628315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8958823188741628315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8958823188741628315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8958823188741628315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/10/16102011.html' title='16/10/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8977046102508264209</id><published>2011-10-14T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T22:18:23.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/10/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Wild Wild Wet today. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got tanned even though I smacked on a whole lot of sunblock on everywhere that is possible of being exposed to the sun. Oh well, I look healthier now, though I would have preferred to stay fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Wild Wet is actually kind of small... Played for around 3hours[which we played the same facilities over and over] and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grabbed a bite and walked to Pasir Ris Park afterwards. Reliving my childhood(: hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so tired that I can fall asleep now, but I think I'll be doing some reading before sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling all wobbly and my body sores... #LikeAGranny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope sufficient rest would help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have been going out on weekends[at least one day out of the two]. Ya'know, staying at home for too long would drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was to Holland Village cause they opened the remaining stations for the circle line. Really convenient(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanton noodles on weekends again! Seriously, my wanton craze is no joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8977046102508264209?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8977046102508264209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8977046102508264209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8977046102508264209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8977046102508264209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/10/14102011.html' title='14/10/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5016143587403787646</id><published>2011-10-07T16:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T17:12:08.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/10/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Amazed by the ironic moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been updating this little column of mine for some time. I was busy with work[and searching for good food. hahas].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned, I've been working for the past 2weeks[Love the office, they've got one of the best view there!]. Had really fattening food for the past weeks[including weekends cause I've been travelling around Singapore in search of awesome food]. In return, I've become chubbier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been catching up with some reading(: Though I was kind of freaked out by one of the books with how gruesome the detail was, but overall, I had spent quality time reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a haircut on Wednesday. Snipped off 2inches[around there I guess?] and my hair is mid-length long. I guess it's going to take some time to grow till my ideal length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad tummy upset yesterday due to the food I had after my haircut. It was just a day spent away in the powder room. Horrible, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to meet up with some classmates for dinner today but due to the sickening tummy upset, it had to be cancelled... It can be re-arranged to another date though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is just the summary of the past 3weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's starting next week. Wonder what's awaiting for me. Hmmmmm[drums my fingers].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was doing some reflections just now and I thought I did some really stupid things when I was young. Oh well, there's nothing I can do now to change the facts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a better life(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I think I left out a lot of the details or interesting things, but I can't remember since it's been some time :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S/S: Ohh, just remembered one. Johnny English Reborn was one of the best comedy movies I've watch for the past few years! Absolutely 5popcorn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5016143587403787646?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5016143587403787646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5016143587403787646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5016143587403787646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5016143587403787646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/10/07102011.html' title='07/10/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7659150728529100345</id><published>2011-09-18T09:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T10:05:43.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/09/2011[2]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ready to Rock &amp;amp; Roll!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't catch any winks last night[or preferably, just now].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ready to go out but I'm waiting[in fact, it should be 'still waiting'. Have been waiting for the past hour].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starving, I need &lt;s&gt;a fat cow&lt;/s&gt; an extra large plate of Wanton Noodles[No cow since I'm a Buddhist. Get it?] now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So friggin' hungry. I NEED FOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hungry lady is an insane lady. RAWR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7659150728529100345?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7659150728529100345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7659150728529100345&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7659150728529100345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7659150728529100345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/09/180920112.html' title='18/09/2011[2]'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-6472484786977352019</id><published>2011-09-18T05:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T05:17:14.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/09/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Insomniac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get to sleep! Arghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I read till I fall asleep? Or should I just lay on my bed till my eyes / body can't take it anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going out later and I need energyyy. HOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I'm getting hungry now! Supper? NOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading cures all my problem. Think I'll choose the earlier option.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-6472484786977352019?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6472484786977352019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=6472484786977352019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6472484786977352019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6472484786977352019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/09/18092011.html' title='18/09/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1854604123482762640</id><published>2011-09-15T01:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T02:03:11.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/09/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some things remain unchanged, like truth and emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, I want to attend Kit Chan's concert! [Screams inwardly.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to catch Johnny English too. Maybe I should catch the first Johnny English online. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needa get all my things done by this week before starting on something new. Been wasting time away when I'm actually lacking it. Gosh. It's the holidays but I'm squandering time away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was watching Miss Universe yesterday and I thought it was unfair for Ms China. She practically didn't answer the question at all... The reason being was because her translator did not even translate the basic meaning of the question which leads her to the wrong idea of the question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's none of my business though. #JustSaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get my ass out of my house soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1854604123482762640?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1854604123482762640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1854604123482762640&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1854604123482762640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1854604123482762640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/09/15092011.html' title='15/09/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1633300839393438908</id><published>2011-09-11T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T02:20:17.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/09/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whispering my name with the sweetest sound of seduction.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVQShDW3JnY/TmusiQ7ZGAI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1RmphhFq0Yw/s1600/1314601222079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650799862126024706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVQShDW3JnY/TmusiQ7ZGAI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1RmphhFq0Yw/s400/1314601222079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be pretty busy for the next 3weeks! Have to enjoy as much as I can now. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on 7th of September[which I didn't get a chance to update], I went to town. Wanted to go H&amp;amp;M but seriously, the queue is insane! [though it's not as bad as the opening day] I can never understand the mentality of people who are willing to queue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the moon cake festival tomorrow! I want to play with candles with the other kids too[Can never growwww] :P heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to update soon. Byeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1633300839393438908?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1633300839393438908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1633300839393438908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1633300839393438908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1633300839393438908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/09/11092011.html' title='11/09/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVQShDW3JnY/TmusiQ7ZGAI/AAAAAAAAA5A/1RmphhFq0Yw/s72-c/1314601222079.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4320068649305585095</id><published>2011-09-07T01:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T01:58:19.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/09/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like the flowers that blossom, we will also bloom one day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing housework lately and packing up my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to do a short update on my list to complete by the end of the year[most preferably]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Attain my ideal size&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change my bad characteristics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Improve on my traits&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's plenty to do and keep my busy with just 3 to fulfil. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to later! Might update again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4320068649305585095?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4320068649305585095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4320068649305585095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4320068649305585095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4320068649305585095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/09/07092011.html' title='07/09/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5047446800394207696</id><published>2011-09-04T02:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T04:21:06.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/09/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Memory Holder.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Promised to update but I took quite some time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Sawadeekup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came[okay, 3days already...] back from Bangkok(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought plenty of stuffs and took little photos during the trip since I'm in Platinum Mall for most of the time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the hotel I stayed in. Extremely convenient for shopping&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;[but you wifi was chargeable :/]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with less than 1/2 a luggage but came back with a full middle sized luggage. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a 4days 3night trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the first, third and last day shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a half day tour on the second day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of words, the pictures below are the few I took during the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lnM6t2mvyz8/TmKBK3oR0TI/AAAAAAAAA44/J6zdLEqQy1s/s1600/DSCN1006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648218906407588146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lnM6t2mvyz8/TmKBK3oR0TI/AAAAAAAAA44/J6zdLEqQy1s/s400/DSCN1006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First item bought, a cap(: [Went shopping immediately after checking in into the hotel, too agcited. hahas.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUqnXdNagm4/TmKBKkYoHpI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nZLc6W_RliY/s1600/DSCN1090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648218901241667218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUqnXdNagm4/TmKBKkYoHpI/AAAAAAAAA4w/nZLc6W_RliY/s400/DSCN1090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; View from the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvNEvH3F9PE/TmKBKASjHRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/fmbbw9Dp_Nw/s1600/DSCN1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648218891552496914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uvNEvH3F9PE/TmKBKASjHRI/AAAAAAAAA4o/fmbbw9Dp_Nw/s400/DSCN1015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pineapple Rice; Dinner at the hotel's Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bTgAnfwOT8/TmKBJ3fdVVI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Ia-JgvqjQi0/s1600/DSCN1017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648218889190724946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7bTgAnfwOT8/TmKBJ3fdVVI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Ia-JgvqjQi0/s400/DSCN1017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pad Thai! Loved it. Best of all that I've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ChQzdfbOLN4/TmKBJKVVACI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/UQGnxvaViPo/s1600/DSCN1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648218877068640290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ChQzdfbOLN4/TmKBJKVVACI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/UQGnxvaViPo/s400/DSCN1020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had Sharks fin. Each a claypot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MpVjkkNxz8o/TmJ_pIgIQ5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/3aAPgILqMFs/s1600/DSCN1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648217227309630354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MpVjkkNxz8o/TmJ_pIgIQ5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/3aAPgILqMFs/s400/DSCN1033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second morning. All ready for the half day tour!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v59YDozv6aQ/TmJ_owJNlVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/irPgvNuHb-E/s1600/DSCN1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648217220771059026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v59YDozv6aQ/TmJ_owJNlVI/AAAAAAAAA4I/irPgvNuHb-E/s400/DSCN1040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the boat, ready to get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6STP-JwSKY/TmJ_oiaT4rI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ualpaua5KAI/s1600/DSCN1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648217217084678834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l6STP-JwSKY/TmJ_oiaT4rI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ualpaua5KAI/s400/DSCN1050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oIcxHzhyiyQ/TmJ_oPo3A_I/AAAAAAAAA34/IAjA-rU7YC8/s1600/DSCN1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648217212045427698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oIcxHzhyiyQ/TmJ_oPo3A_I/AAAAAAAAA34/IAjA-rU7YC8/s400/DSCN1051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Floating market with only 2vendors. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6q8226MaMc/TmJ-bLXpB-I/AAAAAAAAA3w/PryQBIRc13M/s1600/DSCN1055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648215888049539042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K6q8226MaMc/TmJ-bLXpB-I/AAAAAAAAA3w/PryQBIRc13M/s400/DSCN1055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Vintage cars parked outside some Jewelery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHPY5utDLYk/TmJ-alPTzNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Gmeg2jIOmZg/s1600/DSCN1058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648215877814045906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mHPY5utDLYk/TmJ-alPTzNI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Gmeg2jIOmZg/s400/DSCN1058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had Mango Sticky rice at a random Restaurant on the way to MBK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiYITOwGKVc/TmJ-abibLOI/AAAAAAAAA3g/F694VO7_0Zg/s1600/DSCN1060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648215875209866466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uiYITOwGKVc/TmJ-abibLOI/AAAAAAAAA3g/F694VO7_0Zg/s400/DSCN1060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dinner at MBK; Thai style tea[middle one]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YpYVtNWgnH0/TmJ8ZOtM5bI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/OZt3Rj6caRo/s1600/DSCN1062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648213655562282418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YpYVtNWgnH0/TmJ8ZOtM5bI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/OZt3Rj6caRo/s400/DSCN1062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Awesome garlic rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1ZWUeCJV0Y/TmJ8Y2d3TsI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/mEnFoUlcgGs/s1600/DSCN1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648213649055502018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x1ZWUeCJV0Y/TmJ8Y2d3TsI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/mEnFoUlcgGs/s400/DSCN1061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tom Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4BEhSOj0Xw/TmJ8YQtQfnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NLsUop9albM/s1600/DSCN1063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648213638919519858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s4BEhSOj0Xw/TmJ8YQtQfnI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NLsUop9albM/s400/DSCN1063.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Green Curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCDF-N-C39Y/TmJ6jDwssCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/G1wsH6McBiE/s1600/DSCN1070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648211625399595042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCDF-N-C39Y/TmJ6jDwssCI/AAAAAAAAA3A/G1wsH6McBiE/s400/DSCN1070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Third morning, ready to shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iaiglnp_LC4/TmJ6i0YbT_I/AAAAAAAAA24/NI0qjLplaUE/s1600/DSCN1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648211621271261170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iaiglnp_LC4/TmJ6i0YbT_I/AAAAAAAAA24/NI0qjLplaUE/s400/DSCN1095.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had A&amp;amp;W for dinner. They call 'twister fries' as 'curly fries' there. The float was AWESOME! hahahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Didn't take any photos on the 4th day, spent the day at Platinum Mall [as usual] till we had to leave for the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fun time there! Had some really good memory and strong impression of some things there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've spent a reasonable amount during the trip(:[Exchange rate there was much better than any of the ones in Singapore.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know if I'll have the time to update this space for the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep a lookout :P&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5047446800394207696?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5047446800394207696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5047446800394207696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5047446800394207696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5047446800394207696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/09/04092011.html' title='04/09/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lnM6t2mvyz8/TmKBK3oR0TI/AAAAAAAAA44/J6zdLEqQy1s/s72-c/DSCN1006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-149594570355996375</id><published>2011-08-29T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T02:40:23.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/08/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ready to roll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here again at a weird timing, I know. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;President Election's over! Stayed up the whole night[or should I say morning?] to catch up with the latest update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm agcited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To update again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-149594570355996375?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/149594570355996375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=149594570355996375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/149594570355996375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/149594570355996375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/08/29082011.html' title='29/08/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2876017596359855930</id><published>2011-08-27T01:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T02:51:09.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/08/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Embrace changes and accept opinions&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Peranakan and Asian Civilisation Museum yesterday![Reminds me of the song.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun and took quite some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, walked from one museum to another(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been pretty lazy with the uploading of photos recently.[Only uploaded a couple of photos] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645213303898737234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0y7Iac3jMqM/TlfTlxwxilI/AAAAAAAAA1I/DPUTrp7oejM/s400/1314257786716.jpg" /&gt; Peranakan Museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645213315283663602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cxT-jpAJqSs/TlfTmcLJuvI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Z55xGo4b-pw/s400/DSCN0921.JPG" /&gt; Pretty kebaya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsWWHWBrxfc/TlfTml9eeWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/wuFys12oiEw/s1600/DSCN0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645213317910657378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GsWWHWBrxfc/TlfTml9eeWI/AAAAAAAAA1g/wuFys12oiEw/s400/DSCN0952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Their table mat is seriously exquisite. Sewn by hands using bead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2OnmrDAjYA/TlfTmHohRpI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JtzCYZiiRVk/s1600/1314255964492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645213309769696914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2OnmrDAjYA/TlfTmHohRpI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/JtzCYZiiRVk/s400/1314255964492.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love me. Hate me. Your attention's still all on me :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645215930614044386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wWhlAIaBhAY/TlfV-rCgVuI/AAAAAAAAA1w/GEg6ALvPrUw/s400/DSCN0979.JPG" /&gt; One of the pretty displays(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645213322166042498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--OmSw8GF9t8/TlfTm10Cf4I/AAAAAAAAA1o/hcBlpmcRMAI/s400/DSCN0957.JPG" /&gt; Terracotta Warrior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-76vw5HL8wag/TlflolY9E6I/AAAAAAAAA2I/0a8WU0DPqlI/s1600/DSCN0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645233143326512034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-76vw5HL8wag/TlflolY9E6I/AAAAAAAAA2I/0a8WU0DPqlI/s400/DSCN0962.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what I call the integration of modern art and history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8v7dE4aJQA/TlfloW8IhrI/AAAAAAAAA2A/BKd7BurPT_k/s1600/DSCN0960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645233139447531186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S8v7dE4aJQA/TlfloW8IhrI/AAAAAAAAA2A/BKd7BurPT_k/s400/DSCN0960.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The red is awesomely striking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645215932713919858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K3Kj8BfxnGw/TlfV-y3J5XI/AAAAAAAAA14/dFxCJriiuGQ/s400/DSCN0996.JPG" /&gt; Outside Fullerton Hotel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking at some photos just now and realised how we all change in appearance. Everyone look so different from now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, what does the change in appearances really means? Isn't the change in mindset and character more important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm feeling excited for next week! Bound to have some photo updates(:[Provided that I'm not lazy to upload them:P] &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2876017596359855930?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2876017596359855930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2876017596359855930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2876017596359855930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2876017596359855930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/08/27082011.html' title='27/08/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0y7Iac3jMqM/TlfTlxwxilI/AAAAAAAAA1I/DPUTrp7oejM/s72-c/1314257786716.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3008402524213367995</id><published>2011-08-23T01:29:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T12:00:24.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/08/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stop Dreaming, Start Achieving.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been eating a lot recently/: Favourite Awesome Wanton noodles for lunch and Crystal Jade dinner on Saturday, Katong Laska for lunch and Paradise Inn dinner on Sunday and Chomp Chomp today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to cut down on my food intake! My blood's attracting all the mosquitoes which is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to the Singapore Zoo today(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so tiring that I'm so exhausted now. Need to catch some sleep after posting this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was fun but I ain't posting any photos though. Took tons of pictures but they were mainly animals[which bores] or group photos[which is unsafe to post it online :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even take a single shot of myself... Blame me for not being a narcissist. hehehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the following content[of one sentence] that you're about to read will be X-rated and therefore, viewer's discretion is advised. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the Orang Utans mating while passing by it's enclosure! Kind of an awkward situation for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, I just saw a video online where an Orang Utan wipes its face with a towel. I think they're basically just humans without voice bags and slightly hairy.. hahas. Smart creatures(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on track, so after the tiring and hydrating time at the Zoo, we left for Chomp Chomp. I think that Chomp Chomp is being overrated. It's not that bad but it's not that AWESOME too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, but we all had our fun today(: But we're definitely going somewhere else for food next time. hahahs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates soon, bye(: &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3008402524213367995?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3008402524213367995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3008402524213367995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3008402524213367995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3008402524213367995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/08/23082011.html' title='23/08/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2707040651913318135</id><published>2011-08-21T04:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T04:25:53.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/08/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Freedom is always yours to keep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643031467545392514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKGTzt8DGB0/TlATOL9k9YI/AAAAAAAAA1A/9tc9Gtxii00/s400/1313830360944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the stars that can't be seen in the day, I'll always be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over! hahas. Feel so relaxed now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays right now and I've already planned of what to do for the upcoming weeks. The kiasu trait:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, due to exams, I have been coping at home for way too long[which made me a little cranky for what I've been saying for the past few days wasn't making any sense...] and I finally got to go out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked a mighty lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alighted at Geylang Serai and head to JooChiat for my favourite Wanton Noodles(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a walk past President S.R Nathan's house, towards Parkway Parade and finally, East Coast Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The park was crowded. It was kinda dangerous as there were bicycles and people rollerblading everywhere. Have to keep a look out all the time or you'll get knocked into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to Parkway Parade for dinner at Crystal Jade and came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite tiring today but I had fun walking. Always liked to walk(: You get to see all kinds of fun and interesting things along the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty late now! Said that I would be catching up with sleep after exams but look at the time now and look at what I'm doing now.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2707040651913318135?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2707040651913318135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2707040651913318135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2707040651913318135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2707040651913318135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/08/21082011.html' title='21/08/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKGTzt8DGB0/TlATOL9k9YI/AAAAAAAAA1A/9tc9Gtxii00/s72-c/1313830360944.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7364229491453174803</id><published>2011-08-09T02:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T03:04:51.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/08/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy National Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - Kit Chan's CD - Repeat Mode: ON x Infinity[!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach just purrrred! I heard it with my earphones on, imagine how loud was it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you expect me to not get hungry when it's 2:54am now[Kit Chan's voice is the only motivation to keep me awake now]. I'm still stuck to my desk, but I actually kind of side tracked a little on the way[that's not the main point though].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who to blame for causing me to stay up so late? Yes yes, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be at my desk without any sleep for the next few days if I continue to procrastinate here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Confirmed some plans for the holidays. Feeling so excited :D Can't wait! heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7364229491453174803?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7364229491453174803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7364229491453174803&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7364229491453174803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7364229491453174803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/08/09082011.html' title='09/08/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4058236160835701845</id><published>2011-08-07T14:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T14:17:35.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/08/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Contradiction only creates complication.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Exams start on Thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually sneaked to update a little. Hush! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been stuck to my desk for the past few days...[But I somehow got to feast at Pizza Hut and Swensens for the last 2 days :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just persevere for another 2weeks and I'll head straight for my holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned for a few things already. Looking forward(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will return to this small space 2weeks later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4058236160835701845?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4058236160835701845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4058236160835701845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4058236160835701845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4058236160835701845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/08/07082011.html' title='07/08/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7419155687569815533</id><published>2011-08-03T01:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T01:37:22.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/08/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The truth doesn't hurt. The discovery of the lies are the cause of pain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are just around the corner! To be exact, its just next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, though exams starts early, it means that holiday arrives earlier too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh well, and just what exactly am I doing right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just a short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;-Bought a pair of cute shorts today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Already started making plans for the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-4-5things to accomplish by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sleep now.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Goodnights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7419155687569815533?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7419155687569815533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7419155687569815533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7419155687569815533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7419155687569815533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/08/03082011.html' title='03/08/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4055620464356762807</id><published>2011-07-27T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:24:02.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life as we know it, not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - 爱火花[粤] by Jacky Cheung - Repeat Mode: ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile brighter than the sun, gleam like hope and be a polished gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s:Does slabbing on make up makes such a difference?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4055620464356762807?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4055620464356762807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4055620464356762807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4055620464356762807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4055620464356762807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/27072011.html' title='27/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5502076818068663802</id><published>2011-07-22T23:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T23:37:25.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'll use my smile to embrace the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - Dancing in the moonlight by Toploader - Repeat mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632198798745572882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrO0wEYhcIU/TimW93-clhI/AAAAAAAAA0I/QBgqXR8E_B8/s400/DSCN0784.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so this cycle goes on and on. Repeating and repeating. We all know well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally shagged.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5502076818068663802?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5502076818068663802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5502076818068663802&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5502076818068663802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5502076818068663802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/22072011.html' title='22/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrO0wEYhcIU/TimW93-clhI/AAAAAAAAA0I/QBgqXR8E_B8/s72-c/DSCN0784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2199950494734482129</id><published>2011-07-20T14:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:44:24.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hiding yourself behind your silhouette.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - Sorry seems to be the hardest word by Elton John - Repeat mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TZt-1rnzHo/TiZ08cYhBEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/VjsuALhycBg/s1600/DSCN0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631316965833376834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TZt-1rnzHo/TiZ08cYhBEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/VjsuALhycBg/s400/DSCN0753.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week seems to pass by so quickly, yet it seems to be my longest week.[This sentence is making no sense but that's just how I feel.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I did some painting yesterday for project and I'm not satisfied at all! I lost my patience to toning and blending etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think painting is one very good and fun way to train my patience[but not when I'm rushing for projects!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, and I know that there's some problems with my picture and information etc being at the bottom of the page, but I don't really have the time now to solve the problem now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams timetable is up, and I must try my hardest to distant myself from the computer. You get my point, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2199950494734482129?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2199950494734482129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2199950494734482129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2199950494734482129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2199950494734482129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/20072011.html' title='20/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9TZt-1rnzHo/TiZ08cYhBEI/AAAAAAAAA0A/VjsuALhycBg/s72-c/DSCN0753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7148895530597743263</id><published>2011-07-17T21:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:25:40.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You know the answer, but you always want to hear it personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - Candy Rain by 久保田利伸 [Toshinobu Kubota] - Repeat mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RfuYLhod4g/TiLpNOIDfxI/AAAAAAAAAz4/BTagEjvPPG4/s1600/DSCN0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630318897505992466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RfuYLhod4g/TiLpNOIDfxI/AAAAAAAAAz4/BTagEjvPPG4/s400/DSCN0781.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look lost here. hahas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wrote an entry yesterday on how I spent my week. Somehow, it miraculously deleted itself and I was all too lazy to re-type the story again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out and dropped by my previous workplace today to catch up with my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, and they said that my face look chubby. Gosh, really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have been eating too much lately. My appetite's coming back to me which is both a good and a bad thing :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#NeedToEatProperlyButNotTooMuch #NeedToLoseWeightFast #NeedMoreSelfDiscipline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, and there's a photo of me today [and most probably for the next few post depending on my mood] because I sub-consciously made up myself today. #Excuses[Okay, fine, I admit to wanting to look good.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I think there will be one emotional post coming up soon. Still deciding whether I should write it or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7148895530597743263?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7148895530597743263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7148895530597743263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7148895530597743263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7148895530597743263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/17072011.html' title='17/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--RfuYLhod4g/TiLpNOIDfxI/AAAAAAAAAz4/BTagEjvPPG4/s72-c/DSCN0781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-9098218625299448826</id><published>2011-07-16T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T19:43:42.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Make the first step, for you wouldn't want to regret for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50%&gt;Playlist - Candy Rain by 久保田利伸 [Toshinobu Kubota] - Repeat mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Submitted 3 projects over the week and finally took a break yesterday! Thought I could have a retail therapy but didn't really bought much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate quite a lot though. Had Xiao Long Bao and other stuffs for lunch, had twister fries[the last time I had any was 6years ago] and Soup Restaurant for dinner. It may seem to be a considerable normal amount of food, but I haven't been eating much lately[&amp;amp; it have totally nothing to do about going into a diet at all.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few mouthful of food and I'll be really really full but I also get hungry in a speed of lightning. I don't really know what's wrong, but I think it's not gonna be good for my health :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went exercising today! Dressed in a weird outfit which caught stares. LOL, seriously. I had fun though(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can keep up with this spirit and lose weight fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-9098218625299448826?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/9098218625299448826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=9098218625299448826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/9098218625299448826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/9098218625299448826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/16072011.html' title='16/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8524175724725786982</id><published>2011-07-14T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:04:06.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;At least, I've tried(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - A Night in Afro Blue by 久保田利伸 [Toshinobu Kubota] - Repeat mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8524175724725786982?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8524175724725786982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8524175724725786982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8524175724725786982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8524175724725786982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/14072011.html' title='14/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1520112709190345911</id><published>2011-07-13T19:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:04:33.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't ridicule my true feelings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - Love Rain by 久保田利伸 [Toshinobu Kubota] - Repeat mode: ON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just got a haircut[Not a major cut, just trimmed the ends]. My hair feels so much lighter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what shampoo the salon's using but it's making my hair real soft&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you get is what you pay for, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628806555062351746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtDtNcvfRDs/Th2JvTfht4I/AAAAAAAAAzw/XWsOV2vxNXQ/s400/DSCN0715.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My chin looks sharp(: heheh:P&lt;br /&gt;[Don't know why the picture is blur :/]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1520112709190345911?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1520112709190345911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1520112709190345911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1520112709190345911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1520112709190345911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/13072011.html' title='13/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtDtNcvfRDs/Th2JvTfht4I/AAAAAAAAAzw/XWsOV2vxNXQ/s72-c/DSCN0715.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5309671651875868042</id><published>2011-07-12T22:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T23:05:06.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to be your special star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - La La La Love Song by 久保田利伸 [Toshinobu Kubota] - Repeat mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Into J-pop[Okay, it shouldn't really be called pop. I'm more into songs from the 90's to early millennium] recently. R&amp;amp;B and Acoustic are making me dreamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, and I realised that J-pop love to use violins alot. Especially their dramas OST. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5309671651875868042?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5309671651875868042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5309671651875868042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5309671651875868042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5309671651875868042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/12072011.html' title='12/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7167304897220685384</id><published>2011-07-11T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T19:48:37.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Endings don't go the way you want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget, will it really do us any good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I somehow believe that, forgive but not to forget is somewhat more useful. We should take each lesson learnt seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7167304897220685384?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7167304897220685384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7167304897220685384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7167304897220685384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7167304897220685384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/11072011.html' title='11/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7967904740625539256</id><published>2011-07-10T14:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T14:31:45.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To be pained physically or emotionally?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things come and go too easily. Everything is like dust. Like they have never been here before after they were blown away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hardening my heart and prepare myself for the moment of part, it is &lt;em&gt;weakening&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Random Fact: There will always be this sad pain in me when I listen to music from the 90's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7967904740625539256?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7967904740625539256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7967904740625539256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7967904740625539256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7967904740625539256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/10072011.html' title='10/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-6813129232952645570</id><published>2011-07-08T19:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T14:34:46.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Between Money and Happiness,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;make up your mind.&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%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Just &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Black&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt;, nothing &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Grey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-6813129232952645570?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6813129232952645570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=6813129232952645570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6813129232952645570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6813129232952645570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/08072011.html' title='08/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-6896589747218416535</id><published>2011-07-05T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T19:52:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>05/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confused, Exhausted, Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost, Tired, Pained.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What describes me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-6896589747218416535?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6896589747218416535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=6896589747218416535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6896589747218416535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6896589747218416535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/05072011.html' title='05/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3789546994279698343</id><published>2011-07-02T23:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T14:23:15.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/07/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything started out small.&lt;br /&gt;Love, hate, plants, animals, spark. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Playlist - 每天爱你多一些[粤] by Jacky Cheung - Repeat mode: ON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a little break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been cooping at home and I was feeling so sick and tired. The re-opening of school exhaust me. Been staying back in school till late evenings for almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was on the North-South line. It was a scary experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trains were horning at people, overshot the place where it was supposed to stop and the doors were closing right after it opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to get to my destination safely and came home in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was actually heading towards Vivo city for No Signboard Seafood Restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously disappointed. Their standards might have sank into the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice ambiance but their food was really disappointing considering how much you have to pay when you eat there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, something funny happened at the restaurant though[at least it was funny to me]. To leave me a good memory I supposed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2pvPjaVun4/Tg_hIIRVL1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/CCHK5KaTk4Q/s1600/DSCN0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624961989384417106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2pvPjaVun4/Tg_hIIRVL1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/CCHK5KaTk4Q/s400/DSCN0675.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meadow plains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XrGkLYFRkII/Tg_hHkTnD5I/AAAAAAAAAzg/GviJX6361hw/s1600/DSCN0680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624961979730300818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XrGkLYFRkII/Tg_hHkTnD5I/AAAAAAAAAzg/GviJX6361hw/s400/DSCN0680.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No Signboard Seafood Restaurant @ Vivo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkHzj90yt2o/Tg_hHC1Iy2I/AAAAAAAAAzY/sa9U0xBVWG4/s1600/DSCN0685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624961970744118114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gkHzj90yt2o/Tg_hHC1Iy2I/AAAAAAAAAzY/sa9U0xBVWG4/s400/DSCN0685.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;White Pepper Crab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1YKJWO4x9I/Tg_hG_YokSI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/AFWj2HBPpt8/s1600/DSCN0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624961969819259170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O1YKJWO4x9I/Tg_hG_YokSI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/AFWj2HBPpt8/s400/DSCN0699.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, take a look at this, what can you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6MHHUoEl9g/Tg_hGABWcNI/AAAAAAAAAzI/0_R_j90ljbQ/s1600/DSCN0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624961952810168530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C6MHHUoEl9g/Tg_hGABWcNI/AAAAAAAAAzI/0_R_j90ljbQ/s400/DSCN0688.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; [I actually thought that this photo wasn't really well taken, just for memory sake.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hahas, I had a good laugh when I saw this picture. Did you spot the woman in the background looking at me? Got caught red-handed. hahas. She wasn't the only one though. Well, I suppose this is what you get when you take pictures of yourself in the public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, and she ended up taking pictures with her daughter too :P hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to go back to work now. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I WANT TO GO FOR A HOLIDAY SO BADLY RIGHT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s/s: But I know I can't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3789546994279698343?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3789546994279698343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3789546994279698343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3789546994279698343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3789546994279698343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/07/02072011.html' title='02/07/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g2pvPjaVun4/Tg_hIIRVL1I/AAAAAAAAAzo/CCHK5KaTk4Q/s72-c/DSCN0675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-142903962197797122</id><published>2011-06-23T19:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:17:45.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23/06/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm perplexed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just purely because of stress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or yet another mood swing that makes me feel so down?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-142903962197797122?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/142903962197797122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=142903962197797122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/142903962197797122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/142903962197797122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/06/23062011.html' title='23/06/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1314963202202568894</id><published>2011-06-20T00:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T00:42:30.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/06/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love doesn't comes in a snap of fingers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I need to get motivated and start doing my work. Have been slacking just a wee too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for a head start, I just have to shut down the computer this instant and head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good nights. Or should I say morning? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1314963202202568894?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1314963202202568894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1314963202202568894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1314963202202568894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1314963202202568894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/06/20062011.html' title='20/06/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4235862660699112684</id><published>2011-06-18T21:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T22:17:20.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/06/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You know when some hurt can't be undone &amp;amp; some scars can't be erased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619552563264647986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDZKwwrrZVQ/TfypSFoGczI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ztJ0uSqg9Bw/s400/DSCN0610.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! Just a nice friendly smile picture to not scare anyone off because of the picture at the side&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have been into taking cranky photos and posting them. Ain't absolute outrageous but just not quite right. hahahs(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently amidst of enjoying my 2weeks break from school. Kind of, actually. I still have to go back for projects for the whole of next week since due dates are coming :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the load is definitely lesser and I can have a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going out for the last few days(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dim sum on Wednesday. Town on Thursday. Reading time on Friday. &amp;amp; guess where I went today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture clue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619552586973425218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CuaAfYsZgVI/TfypTd8trkI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/AXxPmGdIAd8/s400/DSCN0647.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guessed it?&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of easy actually. Pretty obvious.&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;Well, the answer is *drum rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vuZz9TFsKk/TfypU27IQiI/AAAAAAAAAyY/WBKNsyZQCT8/s1600/DSCN0634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619552610857533986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_vuZz9TFsKk/TfypU27IQiI/AAAAAAAAAyY/WBKNsyZQCT8/s400/DSCN0634.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, if you guessed it right, I guessed it's just normal? Otherwise just try harder the next time :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being plain mean here. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so we went to Sentosa to celebrate Father's Day. We just practically walked around, had lunch at 'baits', continued our walk, head over to Vivocity and had dinner at Han's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and haven't I mention that I get to see actors, extras and crews filming a lot? I saw 2 actors and a group of people filming in the last 3 days. Say, am I right to deduce it this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm kind of being draggy as usual. I'll just end abruptly here now(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4235862660699112684?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4235862660699112684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4235862660699112684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4235862660699112684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4235862660699112684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/06/18062011.html' title='18/06/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yDZKwwrrZVQ/TfypSFoGczI/AAAAAAAAAyI/ztJ0uSqg9Bw/s72-c/DSCN0610.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8120679666449477256</id><published>2011-06-12T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T19:39:08.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/06/2011</title><content type='html'>In just one day and everything sure flops around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8120679666449477256?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8120679666449477256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8120679666449477256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8120679666449477256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8120679666449477256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/06/12062011.html' title='12/06/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1191191636365481133</id><published>2011-06-04T20:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T21:19:29.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>04/06/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your charming face &amp;amp; sweet talker lips.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHL8NPuE1-U/TeosY0689gI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Omg66PxE1f0/s1600/DSCN0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614348690505135618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHL8NPuE1-U/TeosY0689gI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Omg66PxE1f0/s400/DSCN0554.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ehhh? Where have you been?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had a busy week! There were quite a few test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Nex for a little retail therapy yesterday. heheh&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; A little break from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post for a little update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1191191636365481133?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1191191636365481133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1191191636365481133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1191191636365481133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1191191636365481133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/06/04062011.html' title='04/06/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vHL8NPuE1-U/TeosY0689gI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Omg66PxE1f0/s72-c/DSCN0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7226528007846225974</id><published>2011-05-31T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T00:35:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/05/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Permet de ralentir la danse dans la sans fin de chanson romance et à s'enivrer dans l'amour. Pour nous allons arrêter de fumer sous la pluie et la noyade dans chagrins&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7226528007846225974?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7226528007846225974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7226528007846225974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7226528007846225974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7226528007846225974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/05/31052011.html' title='31/05/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5603395781504384104</id><published>2011-05-14T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T10:53:56.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14/05/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to soar through the skies with you linked in my arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9l3QXXEI74/Tc6h6LTfJqI/AAAAAAAAAuc/nxHWekTxPL8/s1600/DSCN0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606596606961854114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9l3QXXEI74/Tc6h6LTfJqI/AAAAAAAAAuc/nxHWekTxPL8/s320/DSCN0525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, have been eating way to much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been having plenty of crave recently and I actually gave in and satisfied them :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of food to eat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☑ Lor Mee with lots of vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☑ Wanton Soup with green chilli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☐ Oyster Omelette fried with chilli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☐Dim Sum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving in to my crave was actually not so bad. What killed me on the inside was that I actually travelled to the other end of Singapore just to eat from that famous stall and slept on the long way back home just right after my meal!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what it means? Fattening! Omg, seriously. I should just make full use of the food I ate for the past few days and let my stomach digest those food for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I specially travelled to Bukit Purmei for the famous Lor Mee. I should say that it was worth the travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Joo Chiat for Wanton Soup today. It was a long wait but as usual, it was awesome. Oh, and I got to see an actor while waiting for the noodles. He looked better in real person in my opinion. I thought it was quite unexpected to see him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that I get to see actors for quite a few times. Lucky? hahas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the newly opened Clementi Mall afterwards. There's actually nothing much, it's pretty small. It was yet another long journey home. Rocked slowly all the way back home by bus. Got to see all the posh cars, landed properties etc. It was a nice trip back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Olio's Cafe for dinner. The food wasn't really up to my expectation though. And I'm feeling all nauseous now cause I ate too much for the day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5603395781504384104?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5603395781504384104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5603395781504384104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5603395781504384104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5603395781504384104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/05/14052011.html' title='14/05/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q9l3QXXEI74/Tc6h6LTfJqI/AAAAAAAAAuc/nxHWekTxPL8/s72-c/DSCN0525.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-210019870713441561</id><published>2011-04-30T22:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T00:34:56.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/04/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Saturday Night Fever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was[still am? maybe...] having a rather pissy mood for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what has led me to such a mood and I have been trying to push my thoughts back but to no avail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight's no Saturday night fever for me. Was listening to the song and therefore decided to use it as the heading. Been spending my day at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted a day away, gonna make it up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another boring and grumpy post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-210019870713441561?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/210019870713441561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=210019870713441561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/210019870713441561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/210019870713441561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/04/30042011.html' title='30/04/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5162612698951348095</id><published>2011-04-26T20:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T21:17:34.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/04/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:125%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;So tired of the lies that there is trust no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5162612698951348095?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5162612698951348095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5162612698951348095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5162612698951348095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5162612698951348095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/04/26042011.html' title='26/04/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2795657003962730790</id><published>2011-04-20T12:55:00.028+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T20:31:35.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20/04/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Universal Studios Singapore!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've uploaded quite a few photos for this post to compensate for the boring and chunky posts I've published for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my classmates at Vivo City and got everything we needed before setting off to our destination; USS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the usual monorail, we chose boardwalk instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597547407808750978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJVoxP7cW8U/Ta57tdfZZYI/AAAAAAAAAts/DeWd4XMgv64/s320/DSCN0325.JPG" /&gt; The start of the boardwalk. A crane welcoming us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597547396161172258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_bRxqQNrj3I/Ta57syGZcyI/AAAAAAAAAtk/gEv90k6wqkQ/s320/DSCN0334.JPG" /&gt;The view from the boardwalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597547392706929682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c7W2KKDVFj0/Ta57slO15BI/AAAAAAAAAtc/H_L073raDkM/s320/DSCN0337.JPG" /&gt; &amp;amp; we reached Sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597547390279155634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MoOcRo0p3aU/Ta57scMA_7I/AAAAAAAAAtU/qqec8wwH4ZM/s320/DSCN0338.JPG" /&gt; Walking towards USS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597547382737098738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QU85IMk-OCY/Ta57sAF2V_I/AAAAAAAAAtM/7gEy6SDZilM/s320/DSCN0339.JPG" /&gt;&amp;amp; we reached! The start of our adventure(: [In case you are wondering why it isn't the globe representing our arrival, it's under construction.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597545816449914770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N_nlfPnCh3A/Ta56Q1N4l5I/AAAAAAAAAtE/4AoLofRmpN0/s320/DSCN0346.JPG" /&gt; This is just like a scene out of the screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597545812449699170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QFcva5gtIPo/Ta56QmUKJWI/AAAAAAAAAs8/fGoJjnIBQt4/s320/DSCN0350.JPG" /&gt; A random shot of a fountain while we were on our way to the rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597545807737758962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t51MDYNFEBI/Ta56QUwvpPI/AAAAAAAAAs0/NLvy6TAT6_g/s320/DSCN0353.JPG" /&gt; Madagascar. Missed the chance to take photos with the mascots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597545806282918994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-22gMo8Lbv_M/Ta56QPV4jFI/AAAAAAAAAss/VzIqLJWdu5s/s320/DSCN0364.JPG" /&gt; At Far Far Away. Watched Shrek 4D adventure and took Enchanted Airways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to The Lost World and had Jurassic Park Rapids Adventure before heading off the Ancient Egypt. Wanted to play the Canopy Flyer too but the waiting time was too long so we decided to head back only after we finished all the other rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597545800035646498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iTe7v8HXDtQ/Ta56P4EavCI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Hk2a8_Hx7hA/s320/DSCN0368.JPG" /&gt; Entrance of Revenge of the Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to the Sci-Fi City afterwards and sat on both Battlestar Galactica Human and Cylon. Had lunch at Loui's NY Pizza Parlor after the rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597543433149764050" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cg2ZVVWl-cU/Ta54GGu2UdI/AAAAAAAAAsc/TiAbH80q6UQ/s320/DSCN0371.JPG" /&gt; Random photos that I took on our way to the lunch place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597543423693000786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--US31glzkQ0/Ta54FjgLkFI/AAAAAAAAAsU/3zx8_3hOEaU/s320/DSCN0382.JPG" /&gt;Back alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597543418936208402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vBKHqX0Ezeo/Ta54FRyErBI/AAAAAAAAAsM/UD0lUPfG30M/s320/DSCN0384.JPG" /&gt;I'd love to have one of this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597543417849877186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-60er-lBaCXI/Ta54FNvEksI/AAAAAAAAAsE/JmjotRHWIKs/s320/DSCN0389.JPG" /&gt;Spot me. hahas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597543410727601762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzrUXnXiCYM/Ta54EzM_RmI/AAAAAAAAAr8/T4vs0tATRB4/s320/DSCN0391.JPG" /&gt;Trapped? Such a give away cause you can see the gap at the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597538601850497618" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W6_sQtxWbBg/Ta5zs4vV6lI/AAAAAAAAAr0/15WPAQPPPek/s320/DSCN0401.JPG" /&gt;Took a few group shots here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I was saying, we had a few group shots there. So we had to put the camera in to timer mode. But a guy happened to past by and we asked him to take a group photo for us. &amp;amp; yep, the countdown light[pardon me, I don't really know what it's called] was blinking when he click on the button. We all laughed our ass off. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I feel that he's a blogger. I shall keep a look out and see if our group shot is posted online as he also took a group shot of us using his own camera :P[Talk about six-sense. I have one story to share later.] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597538597528324866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UppKkcEGnY0/Ta5zsoo2ywI/AAAAAAAAArs/3ydSRWRhhVw/s320/DSCN0406.JPG" /&gt; Just had our lunch and we were walking around to digest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went for the Canopy Flyer after the walk before heading off to the water world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597538589132114386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9WKqEIDTMkQ/Ta5zsJXCydI/AAAAAAAAArk/CcBlmFSPcrI/s320/DSCN0411.JPG" /&gt; WaterWorld show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597538580125613330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sVByCA3tEsU/Ta5zrnzufRI/AAAAAAAAArc/k0l9vfZ80yQ/s320/DSCN0419.JPG" /&gt; Walked back to The Lost World and queued for the Jurassic Park Rapids Adventure again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Got soaked from head to toes for both times at the Jurassic Park Rapids Adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597538573836810498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLUCsUry79Y/Ta5zrQYW-QI/AAAAAAAAArU/mH76R0IyQLg/s320/DSCN0423.JPG" /&gt; One of the displays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597533345597899570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t9EB0rNQZhk/Ta5u67rEQzI/AAAAAAAAArM/7Cm-OjI9eyU/s320/DSCN0425.JPG" /&gt; Frog Prince?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597533334827988226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IVaXgmqtisE/Ta5u6TjUdQI/AAAAAAAAAq8/qVChjbMKdmM/s320/DSCN0445.JPG" /&gt; On the way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597533333684269794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bjl3lrHqY8E/Ta5u6PSosuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/rHB6uvsadd8/s320/DSCN0448.JPG" /&gt;Some royal seats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597530496990946674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LRhY2V2XbE/Ta5sVHyPpXI/AAAAAAAAAqc/xN0lMhPZHxs/s320/DSCN0450.JPG" /&gt;My last ride there. King Julien's Beach party-go-round(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanted to ride on the lion but this girl was a step ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597530501130161074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-REaOQkVacLw/Ta5sVXNHC7I/AAAAAAAAAqk/i4nDp_51XpY/s320/DSCN0452.JPG" /&gt; A Souvenir Store. Bought an advance mother's day gift for mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw a little Caucasian boy who had eyes like Ellen Degeneres in the store. At first I thought he was a mannequin, but when he blinked, I got a fright! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left USS after buying our stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597530511299204002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m9Tu71OKqCI/Ta5sV9FmU6I/AAAAAAAAAqs/1Ku20Zs_OfM/s320/DSCN0453.JPG" /&gt; Cute and creative version of the merlion outside USS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597528635531843762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1uok8BWjzps/Ta5qoxTz2LI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0tMjLxRymsM/s320/DSCN0455.JPG" /&gt;Pretty fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597528643627556642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-amAqv3RvSCA/Ta5qpPd-nyI/AAAAAAAAAqU/t8GZpvU5N2k/s320/DSCN0456.JPG" /&gt; Went in candylicious. Their trolleys are super adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597556893005828338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgL-CTrFhuw/Ta6EVkmm0PI/AAAAAAAAAt0/z2QdDChV7Dc/s320/DSCN0459.JPG" /&gt;M&amp;amp;Ms, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday was actually the first time I took a roller coaster. Been to a few theme parks but I never had the guts to ride them. It's actually not that scary but I thought that my heart was going to fly out from my mouth whenever the roller coaster dives[I don't know the correct word to describe but you get what I mean?].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rides in USS are mainly roller coasters. It was lucky that I was prepared for them. I actually feel pretty accomplished this holiday. I had 3jobs and took out my courage for the roller coaster rides. A new experience I guess(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, and regarding the six-sense story, it's actually not six-sense. Just a feeling I guess. When I was on my way to the MRT station, there was a guy walking in front of me and from the way he dressed[stripped top and khaki shorts] I assumed he was going USS too. However, he alighted at Serangoon station so I thought I was wrong. But as I was walking towards The Lost World, he was walking in front of me yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the guy who helped us to take the group photo gave out some "blogger aura"[seriously, what a good way to describe. hahas.] Therefore I think he is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to get a haircut this week and I feel like getting a pixie cut[?!!?, I know right.]. But I'm pretty sure that the shape of my face is not suitable with such a hairstyle. Might just snip off 2 or 3inches of my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2795657003962730790?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2795657003962730790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2795657003962730790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2795657003962730790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2795657003962730790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/04/20042011.html' title='20/04/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJVoxP7cW8U/Ta57tdfZZYI/AAAAAAAAAts/DeWd4XMgv64/s72-c/DSCN0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4635651730054034528</id><published>2011-04-18T18:41:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:31:01.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/04/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Made some changes to my blog. How is it? (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I worked as a 1 day receptionist last Friday. It was a nice experience. Got to know more about the brand and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's actually a pretty awesome company. Staffs get to play the latest game, Xbox kinetic, and have benefits when they buy their own in-house brand. But it is only applicable to intern and full time staffs. Too bad for me, hahahs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, the least was I learnt something new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On Sunday, celebrated Easter Day with my family. We registered for the Easter Day treasure hunt. It wasn't really a hunt but a community and family bonding time though. Was like a work out for we had to climb lots of stairs. Being able to perspire was really great though(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Looking forward to next year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The above is a short summary of last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll have to take a break from blogging and concentrate on my studies pretty soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4635651730054034528?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4635651730054034528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4635651730054034528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4635651730054034528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4635651730054034528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/04/18042011.html' title='18/04/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7059408393358385425</id><published>2011-04-12T01:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T02:22:30.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/04/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is what we have at work.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eTfibS2_Ivg/TaNA-dAzPAI/AAAAAAAAApU/PJ1F_wXQZkU/s1600/Photo0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594386603808340994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eTfibS2_Ivg/TaNA-dAzPAI/AAAAAAAAApU/PJ1F_wXQZkU/s320/Photo0850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Frankly, not exactly. Bought these on the last day of work and shared them with my colleagues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've actually found another temp job and worked for a week. It was fun(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Was closer to 2 of my colleagues and we went for lunch together the whole week. We can really chat and snack a lot during the 1hour lunch break :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This week actually have been a busy week! Worked, visited my ancestors graves and went for a talk[yes yes, I know it's non-stop. hahas]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After visiting my ancestors' graves, went to eat at Shan Tou seafood restaurant. Their dim sum was nice. They had some special dishes that you can't find in other restaurants. Plus, it was really Hong Kong styled as they were pushing the carts around[which you don't really see at local Chinese restaurant]. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;School is reopening soon[seems like a sudden change in topic?].Timetable's out and all. Have bought some new clothings for school. Feel actually a little excited cause I haven't been seeing my classmates for sometime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking forward&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7059408393358385425?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7059408393358385425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7059408393358385425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7059408393358385425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7059408393358385425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/04/12042011.html' title='12/04/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eTfibS2_Ivg/TaNA-dAzPAI/AAAAAAAAApU/PJ1F_wXQZkU/s72-c/Photo0850.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-103808532918643514</id><published>2011-04-02T22:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T23:23:57.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/04/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This holiday is way too long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When you're in poly, you get to enjoy 2months of holiday at the end of every semester. The holiday for this semester seems especially long to me. I feel as if I haven't take the bus to school for 1/2 a year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unlike how others put it, it must be because you lead a boring life and therefore you feel like time passes slowly. In fact, I feel that each day passes by very quickly. But each month passes real slowly. Weird, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, I went to Chinatown for another talk[went to Toa Payoh for a talk last week] and went to Vivo City for dinner afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Unexpectedly, I saw my primary school form teacher! I only saw her side view so I wasn't actually very sure. When we were leaving the restaurant, I went up to call her and she responded. Phew! I was actually quite reluctant to call her for I was afraid that I had made a mistake and it would have been embarrassing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She could not recognised me, which was not unexpected, for the last time she saw me was 8years ago. But I'm sort of glad that I went up to call her(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm actually feeling really happy on the inside :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-103808532918643514?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/103808532918643514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=103808532918643514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/103808532918643514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/103808532918643514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/04/02042011.html' title='02/04/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1683214113264971094</id><published>2011-03-31T01:47:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T03:15:46.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31/03/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For I am not brave, I try to be, I want to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, time for yet another rant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe that what makes a person attractive is their confidence. I got this idea instilled into me when I came across to one particular blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is a woman of confidence. She dressed the way she liked and she ignores people's judgement. A lady of style and cool. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, there must be a commotion like, what made her cool was her dressing etc etc. I beg to differ though. Her bold fashion sense most probably came from her confidence. She would be no doubt one outstanding person in the crowd. Her sense of dressing does play a part but I do think that it will mainly be the confidence that she is emitting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I admire people with such confidence[&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arrogance]. I don't really get to see many people emitting such confidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her confidence assist her in everything she does and every decision she makes. The levels and airs of confident can just never be compared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Something that most people does not hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1683214113264971094?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1683214113264971094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1683214113264971094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1683214113264971094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1683214113264971094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/31032011.html' title='31/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2980758683815160185</id><published>2011-03-30T00:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T01:41:49.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/03/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For it was fate that entwine us together.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOHPjCXWs54/TZIQN6U4rdI/AAAAAAAAApM/46VW1a3V1ZM/s1600/2011-03-23%2B16.39.37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589547918701407698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOHPjCXWs54/TZIQN6U4rdI/AAAAAAAAApM/46VW1a3V1ZM/s320/2011-03-23%2B16.39.37.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the photos that Magdalene sent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The picture captured the reversed side. I was supposed to be on her left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is just one of the cranky picture we took. There were more photos but I'm not going to upload here [She might be uploading them into FB though].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was this awkward thing that happened that day while we camwhored away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was making some exaggerated expression, there was an uncle who passed by. He was giving the what-is-the-girl-in-red-doing look. I looked back, giving him some awkward look. hahas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, we were using Samsung Galaxy Tab to take photos. He most probably didn't know that we were taking pictures with the camera in front. So he might have thought that 2 weird girls are crazy to be posing in front of an unknown machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondly, the girl in red[which is me] is not only posing in front of an unknown machine but also making some exaggerated expression which he cannot understand why. He had the classic question mark look on his face and he was looking around, trying to figure out why I made that face. I was laughing secretly and told Magdalene after the uncle left. He might have thought that we were from "Just for Gags". hehe:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wanted to took his picture but he was gone before we could capture...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to remember this moment before I forget about it in future so I thought I had to blog about it(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2980758683815160185?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2980758683815160185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2980758683815160185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2980758683815160185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2980758683815160185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/30032011.html' title='30/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KOHPjCXWs54/TZIQN6U4rdI/AAAAAAAAApM/46VW1a3V1ZM/s72-c/2011-03-23%2B16.39.37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5797666146729110447</id><published>2011-03-29T02:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T03:17:32.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/03/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For what we were not used to, we have accustomed to.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKFi0E50r9U/TZDPJ54ZfjI/AAAAAAAAApE/I1LcBuq7LMM/s1600/52.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589194906629930546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKFi0E50r9U/TZDPJ54ZfjI/AAAAAAAAApE/I1LcBuq7LMM/s320/52.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stole this photo from friend's FB. [This was taken from the flyer trip we went together.] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, fine, I've asked for permission to get the photo. &amp;amp; no, I do not have a FB account. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Classmates and mum have been asking me to create one but I just don't want to. I have to always trouble them by requesting them to make things convenient for me which I'm thankful of and also sorry for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This post is just a sudden impulsion to blog. That's all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5797666146729110447?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5797666146729110447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5797666146729110447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5797666146729110447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5797666146729110447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/29032011.html' title='29/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKFi0E50r9U/TZDPJ54ZfjI/AAAAAAAAApE/I1LcBuq7LMM/s72-c/52.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5796787212904234949</id><published>2011-03-27T01:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T01:40:15.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/03/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For, we can all never get enough of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMzqAtCQN5c/TY4eGUuNGGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/39b33UWuo7k/s1600/Photo0829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588437281603917922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMzqAtCQN5c/TY4eGUuNGGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/39b33UWuo7k/s320/Photo0829.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was quite windy. You can see strands of my hair flying~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went for a talk at Toa Payoh in the afternoon. Took the photo while waiting to make our entrance.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walked around before the talk and Toa Payoh has high competition among the hand phone retail shops, fashion retails, salons, beauty service shops and coffee shops.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was like 20hand phone retail shops. Every 2steps you take, you'll find one. But frankly speaking, what other shops can you set up there? Maybe a bakery? So far I only saw 1, I think.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, tonight's dinner was AWESOME! It was my treat since I got a job. Went to Crystal Jade. Had shark fin's soup[(:], salted egg prawn[it was the best! Shells all peeled, bit-size and the amount of salted egg fried with it was generous], scallop with vermicelli and fried golden mushroom with minced garlic[another of my favourite!], sea cucumber with duck web &amp;amp; E-fu noodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of food, had Ponggol Nasi Lemak[I spelt it wrongly in my tweet/:] on Friday. It was nice but we had to queue for quite some time before we got to order. But good stuff is worth the wait right?[I know I change the topic rather quickly, pardon me.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I guess that's lengthy enough for this post. I'd bore myself if it gets too lengthy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's how I spend this weekend. I'll most probably stay at home for Sunday cause I'm really tired and I just want to sleep and read my day away. Ahh, this is what life is all about!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/s: I'm so going back to Toa Payoh. They have this newly opened food court which sells plenty of makes-you-drool-just-by-smell food! I haven't tried any of the stalls yet. Gonna eat there the next time!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5796787212904234949?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5796787212904234949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5796787212904234949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5796787212904234949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5796787212904234949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/27032011.html' title='27/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IMzqAtCQN5c/TY4eGUuNGGI/AAAAAAAAAo8/39b33UWuo7k/s72-c/Photo0829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-7221612414634631551</id><published>2011-03-24T01:03:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T16:07:56.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/03/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Some hotness never disappears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my Takuya craze is back. Just think of a 38year old, father of 2, whose still very attractive. Awesome dancer, great actor and a singer with hot looks and makes-you-scream-and-faint cute smiles[not to mention he doesn't look his age at all!]. Who can actually resist him? Just gotta love him alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, went out with Magdalene today. Walked from Douby Ghout to Orchard then to Clark Quay, Shenton Way and finally Chinatown. Crazy, I know. Every time I go out, I make people walk kilometres with me. I don't deny it :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LO3VS4jCiC0/TYoubXOkTcI/AAAAAAAAAo0/SGzWLqQR10M/s1600/DSCN0255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587329335332982210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LO3VS4jCiC0/TYoubXOkTcI/AAAAAAAAAo0/SGzWLqQR10M/s320/DSCN0255.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With her outside of SMU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PPUM3l4Omc/TYoubHN0VbI/AAAAAAAAAos/5eQpfFKaPdg/s1600/DSCN0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587329331034871218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2PPUM3l4Omc/TYoubHN0VbI/AAAAAAAAAos/5eQpfFKaPdg/s320/DSCN0262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In CHIJMES. This picture made me forced her to model for me for the rest of the day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTixgKN1ghU/TYoua8LLD-I/AAAAAAAAAok/DGqSvP66ho0/s1600/DSCN0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587329328070987746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTixgKN1ghU/TYoua8LLD-I/AAAAAAAAAok/DGqSvP66ho0/s320/DSCN0275.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were walking by some telephone booth and I made her pretend to be on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8vYJykmFgU/TYotMJrl8AI/AAAAAAAAAoc/GJOBWdvAnIU/s1600/DSCN0279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587327974486962178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8vYJykmFgU/TYotMJrl8AI/AAAAAAAAAoc/GJOBWdvAnIU/s320/DSCN0279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside Civil Defense Heritage Gallery. She made it look like we're in London or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_WokNvWyPA/TYotL3PD5HI/AAAAAAAAAoU/rYRyt0tywLI/s1600/DSCN0289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587327969535452274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j_WokNvWyPA/TYotL3PD5HI/AAAAAAAAAoU/rYRyt0tywLI/s320/DSCN0289.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtXovrQVyFk/TYotLhAeGKI/AAAAAAAAAoM/eOlyvzlp6Ec/s1600/DSCN0282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587327963568674978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wtXovrQVyFk/TYotLhAeGKI/AAAAAAAAAoM/eOlyvzlp6Ec/s320/DSCN0282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm using a fake telephone in the Gallery. It screams "fire fire" all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ehSHVjPN5E/TYotLar5oBI/AAAAAAAAAoE/grN0I0AIG38/s1600/DSCN0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587327961871786002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7ehSHVjPN5E/TYotLar5oBI/AAAAAAAAAoE/grN0I0AIG38/s320/DSCN0288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was trying on the fireman's hat. It was supposed to be for primary school kids I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJ5rrtriRIc/TYotLB87THI/AAAAAAAAAn8/vB9Ze-FgEdk/s1600/DSCN0305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587327955232312434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJ5rrtriRIc/TYotLB87THI/AAAAAAAAAn8/vB9Ze-FgEdk/s320/DSCN0305.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A couple taking their wedding photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I realised that where ever I go, there are always people taking wedding photos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyways, the initial plan was to go Shenton Way to look at buildings. But because we were getting to our destination by foot, we were distracted by all the buildings, museum and galleries we saw on our way there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wanted to take a look at Victoria Concert Hall, a place where we had fun times at, but it was under renovations which was sort of a wasted trip...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We ended at Lau Par Sat for dinner. We were really bloated by a few small plates of Dim Sum because we drank too much water on the way to keep ourselves hydrated from the scorching sun. Both of us bought the same drinks all day. Had GongCha, sugar cane juice and coke. She bought watermelon juice after our meal which made her nauseous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The rest of the pictures are with her. Hopes she'll send them to me soon(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-7221612414634631551?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/7221612414634631551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=7221612414634631551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7221612414634631551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/7221612414634631551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/24032011.html' title='24/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LO3VS4jCiC0/TYoubXOkTcI/AAAAAAAAAo0/SGzWLqQR10M/s72-c/DSCN0255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5045226162987448855</id><published>2011-03-22T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T03:24:18.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/03/2011</title><content type='html'>Have been working for the past 11 days. Was supposed to have worked till the 20th but was asked to extend for 1more day. Doesn't really matter since I have the time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was working as a temp redemption assistant at Bedok Point. Basically just customer service and a little more. Work's been fine. Got to interact with a lot of cute kids(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues been nice to me. We took some photos and hugged before we went back. Gonna go back and visit them some time before school reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of school, the results of the exams will be release later this morning. Got to crawl up to check my results later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so exhausted. Haven't had any proper rest for the past 11days. Life revolved with sleep, work, sleep and the cycle repeats for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to catch some winks now. Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5045226162987448855?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5045226162987448855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5045226162987448855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5045226162987448855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5045226162987448855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/22032011.html' title='22/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8470047842597329509</id><published>2011-03-09T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T21:27:57.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09/03/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As time goes, we grow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I learnt to be wiser? Have I learnt to be smarter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I definitely learnt, changed and grown over the past year. The 'current' me is different from the 'old' me. For this is how I feel about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I had made more changes character wise compared to appearance wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even with some changes made, I'll always make illogical rants here all the time. I should just stop being childish already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mention that it's the holidays now for a few times, but I ain't visiting this space regularly. I've got my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I've been spending most of the first 2weeks reading. Nothing special. Though once in a few days I feel like cooking, I don't really have much ingredients at home for me to waste with... Moreover, I don't think I'll have the appetite to swallow the food I've made anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling a little sick so I have not much appetite for food. I can't take anything spicy which sucks. But being myself, I can't help but to help myself with chili at times. heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do say that I'm spending this holiday meaningfully though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been going out once in a while but nothings worth the mention here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no picture this time. Maybe next time when I take something interesting or a picture that I'm satisfied with(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Yet another long and boring entry. I think I'll just get back with my books. [Miss Nerd Yo!]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8470047842597329509?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8470047842597329509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8470047842597329509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8470047842597329509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8470047842597329509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/09032011.html' title='09/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2370885265853790668</id><published>2011-03-02T00:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T01:40:42.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/03/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avoiding does not escapes reality.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mbV2i1oE-g/TW0mtHp5RoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yyDrax62b8U/s1600/DSCN0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579158069972649602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mbV2i1oE-g/TW0mtHp5RoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yyDrax62b8U/s320/DSCN0215.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Right, so haven't I mentioned that it's the holidays in the previous post? Been doing things pretty much at my own pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Singapore Flyer trip on Thursday, went down to Marina Bay Sands on Saturday. I actually regard it as the most classy shopping mall in Singapore. Orchard stands no where near at all. You get to see all the top brands there, and even local brands specially change their name to make themselves look better there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd there is also not that bad compared to Orchard. Plus there's variety. More shops been opened since the last time I went. Great tourist attraction with the building structure and service provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised for the past few minutes I sound like I'm from Singapore Tourism Board. hahas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So coincidentally, I saw people filming again[If you can recall me mentioning the filming of "Wu Fu" the 9' o clock Chinese drama series outside Clark Quay like a year back]. This time it was some Japanese filming a guide programme I supposed? They were real quickie. I was just taking a couple of photos of the skyline of Singapore and just as I turn around, they vanished into thin air. Seriously, talk about efficiency and speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of the photos I took when the Japanese were filming beside.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5G53jsHtla0/TW0mW9-MNdI/AAAAAAAAAms/-hGXYqKZ7oc/s1600/DSCN0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579157689416299986" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5G53jsHtla0/TW0mW9-MNdI/AAAAAAAAAms/-hGXYqKZ7oc/s320/DSCN0231.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love the clouds(: No effects have been added to this photo at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sunday was pretty much just another typical weekend, lazing around at home. Went Serangoon Gardens at night though. Had some sinfully fattening food for dinner. Satay, Oyster omelette, Sugarcane juice and stingray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was equally sinful for each meal. Had Katong Laksa, Otah and Mango milkshake at Bugis[Speak of irony]. I just can't get enough of Mango milkshake! After some shopping, bought a cutesy bag(: , had KOI's ice-cream milk tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so not exaggerate on the sinfulness. Needa cut down on the intake of my calories from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is gonna be exactly 2months long! I know, awesome right? hahas. I want to spend it meaningfully though. I'm gonna keep myself busy for at least a months and enjoy with the rest of the holiday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2370885265853790668?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2370885265853790668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2370885265853790668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2370885265853790668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2370885265853790668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/03/02032011.html' title='02/03/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mbV2i1oE-g/TW0mtHp5RoI/AAAAAAAAAm0/yyDrax62b8U/s72-c/DSCN0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3894788092711613291</id><published>2011-02-26T02:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T08:46:36.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26/02/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;For the sun sets, a year ends with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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&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;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577697099521833698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oiRCxN20QLc/TWf19cm5uuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7k5eqGNtUR0/s320/DSCN0202.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overview of Singapore. Love how the sunset goes with the light up of the city(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577697695775930434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hu8XDqpylIc/TWf2gJ09OEI/AAAAAAAAAmk/lnA7LSjB1es/s320/DSCN0174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That silhouette, casted over the the skyline this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;metro city&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Singapore &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Flyer&lt;/span&gt; with some school mates after our last paper for exams yesterday. Had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Popeye's&lt;/span&gt; for lunch and it was horrible! There was a curly hair in the chicken. Gross max. Should have ate at the old style coffee shop instead. Did not get a chance to try out the food but they smelled heavenly though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was raining when we were there. Such a disappointment. We could only wait around and start snapping. Tried jump shots but we failed. All those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;jumping&lt;/span&gt; actually tire us out. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Even though it was only drizzling, we were not allowed to take the F&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lyer&lt;/span&gt; and we ended up waiting for more than 1hour for it. Kind of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;irritated&lt;/span&gt; but we were glad. The timing was perfect. The sun was setting when we were in the cabin. It was a pretty awesome day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love how Singapore looks at night. This camera gives each photo a nice effect(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of exams, I really studied hard this time. I have put in much more concentration and slightly more self discipline while studying this time. Compared to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PSLE&lt;/span&gt; and 'O' levels, I guess this have to be the time I've worked my hardest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday was the last day of Year one and the last day of exams. To be able to end the day with such &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;magnificent&lt;/span&gt; scenery was an honour. I can finally take a short break now!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Got to wake up early tomorrow and I'm still not asleep...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3894788092711613291?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3894788092711613291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3894788092711613291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3894788092711613291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3894788092711613291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/02/26022011.html' title='26/02/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oiRCxN20QLc/TWf19cm5uuI/AAAAAAAAAmc/7k5eqGNtUR0/s72-c/DSCN0202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-564225673988592067</id><published>2011-02-15T21:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:18:47.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15/02/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Belated Valentine's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uw6ghIKx-dw/TVqFAf1yKwI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Drhz_Y01-nM/s1600/Photo0811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573913732417989378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uw6ghIKx-dw/TVqFAf1yKwI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Drhz_Y01-nM/s320/Photo0811.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;For I've never forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year's Valentines was celebrated the same way as the past years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Had a simple meal at Olio's cafe. Their service was nice and hospitable(: Dinner was fine, the flavour of the pasta sauce was strong but the crayfish was a little undercooked. Overall I must say that dinner was pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After the meal while walking around, I was offered to sign for a credit card package. It's the 4th time ever that I'm being offered and I was only 13 when I was first offered. Seriously, I know I look old when I dress up and with make up, but hey, I was in casual attire yesterday. *hmphs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Enough of grumps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've actually been studying these few days. My exams' just this friday! I'm anticipating freedom's visit on next Thursday afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh well, I've got to go back to my notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till my holidays~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-564225673988592067?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/564225673988592067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=564225673988592067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/564225673988592067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/564225673988592067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/02/15022011.html' title='15/02/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uw6ghIKx-dw/TVqFAf1yKwI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Drhz_Y01-nM/s72-c/Photo0811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4045441646988259508</id><published>2011-02-06T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T22:40:49.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/02/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great year last year and I'm looking forward to this year too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams is in another 12days time. I've gotta start mugging soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some pictures from Chinese New Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TU6uxJTjzUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/UCh2ksZ3r1E/s1600/Photo0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570581948438662466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TU6uxJTjzUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/UCh2ksZ3r1E/s200/Photo0790.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture was taken on Chu Yi. Went to visit my relatives and caught "All's Well End's Well" at Nex. It was nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TU6uw9Ldv-I/AAAAAAAAAls/lqbus3_v38s/s1600/Photo0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570581945183485922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TU6uw9Ldv-I/AAAAAAAAAls/lqbus3_v38s/s200/Photo0804.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second day of Chinese New Year. Went to a temple and caught "I love HK" at Century Square. I find that the second movie was funnier but both were great comedies. &lt;p&gt;Someone wanted to pick a fight with me in the toilet at Tampines Mall, but I just ignored her and walked away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't get why people would like to find trouble and quarrels during Chinese New Year. You choose not to have good luck but I do want mine, thanks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the way, both pictures were taken at home. I like the first picture, the sunlight gives a soft effect!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holidays are coming real soon! Looking forward to it(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4045441646988259508?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4045441646988259508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4045441646988259508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4045441646988259508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4045441646988259508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/02/06022011.html' title='06/02/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TU6uxJTjzUI/AAAAAAAAAl0/UCh2ksZ3r1E/s72-c/Photo0790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1277652988147016129</id><published>2011-01-30T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T23:58:43.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30/01/2011</title><content type='html'>Have been neglecting this tiny space of mine. Been pretty busy this few weeks though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects were all officially ended last week. &amp;amp; for the whole of this weekend, I've been packing and helping out with the cleaning of the house. Washing, changing, throwing and packing. Pretty tiring but it does feel good when you see the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room's changed a whole lot compared to last year. But then, it looks very different every year. Major changes. Great changes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only 3days of lessons this week. It doesn't matter if it's CNY eve or not, cause on Wednesday, lessons are still like the usual 8am - 10am. But my main concern now is that I'm real distracted with thoughts of how to spend my CNY then on studies. Basically, the holiday mood has been turned on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus it's been raining non-stop for 2days in a row and the weather gadget on my desktop shows that it'll be raining for the next few days too. A rainy CNY? I love the rain but I don't want it to be continuous till forever. The rain is making me shiver because the temperature is dropping way to fast and low and it's inconvenient to get to relatives houses if it's still raining on CNY itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whatever I just said is still not that bad because there's still a few days to CNY. But I just read online that the route to school's been flooded. So it's gonna be a real crazy traffic jam tomorrow. I should just heed mum's advise and take a different bus to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since January is coming to an end. I shall just summarize it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The YAYs!&lt;br /&gt;-Projects are all over!&lt;br /&gt;-Packed my stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;-Bought clothes to replace the ones I've thrown(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NAYs!&lt;br /&gt;-Spent alot of money. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1277652988147016129?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1277652988147016129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1277652988147016129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1277652988147016129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1277652988147016129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/01/have-been-neglecting-this-tiny-space-of.html' title='30/01/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8651198777802007912</id><published>2011-01-21T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T01:11:37.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/01/2011</title><content type='html'>As usual, the switches in my brain never fails to 'ON' ever-so-slowly. Gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8651198777802007912?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8651198777802007912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8651198777802007912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8651198777802007912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8651198777802007912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/01/21012011.html' title='21/01/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3571942816929916301</id><published>2011-01-08T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T23:01:59.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08/01/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;amp; little did I realise till I knew how it worked. Vulnerable was what it meant? I guess so.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is nothing wrong with me. I am perfectly fine. But why do I feel so sad and emotional when I listen to a particular pop song which is totally unrelated to me in anyway?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3571942816929916301?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3571942816929916301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3571942816929916301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3571942816929916301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3571942816929916301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/01/08012011.html' title='08/01/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3243755774286442197</id><published>2011-01-07T19:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T19:51:28.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>07/01/2011</title><content type='html'>Got a haircut on Monday. People are telling me that I look weird in it or it looks like a bad haircut. Neither both okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it looks weird, then it just means that I look unique, not your oh-so-typical look(: It's definitely not a bad haircut for sure. I was very pleased with my new hair[though of those mean comments]. I know exactly the reason why they think I look weird or it looks like a bad haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself bangs. Short and nerdy bangs. It's above my brows. They're not used to my short fringe for I've grew my bangs for the past 9months into a fringe that can cover my entire face[but which is usually pulled back into the ponytail]. I specially request for my hairdresser to have it cut short[I have my reasons, lazy to go through the details though].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why make a big fuss out of my hair today? It's because I participated in Open House today! Brought parents and potential students to tour around the school and I got to know more about the other schools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun&lt;3 Took a picture at SEG and little did I realised that my current hairstyle is the exact same one I had when I was in primary school[till I took the photo]! I love my hair and I want it to have it's pride. Wanted to post a photo of the 'then' and 'now' but I feel that I'm just gonna get a bunch of comments. So yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's is officially re-opening next week. Gonna be busy again, shall try to finish my book by today I hope[&lt;em&gt;geek&lt;/em&gt;, stop your obsession on books!](:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A joke a friend shared today: 'My poly, wrong choice'.&lt;/em&gt; hahas. I do not agree on the statement though(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-note: Lots of birthdays coming up, plenty of presents to buy, need start saving already!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3243755774286442197?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3243755774286442197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3243755774286442197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3243755774286442197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3243755774286442197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/01/07012011.html' title='07/01/2011'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2205866498742864175</id><published>2011-01-03T13:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:52:26.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/01/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 2011 people! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First post for the year 2011(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been outside for the past few days shopping. Went out with Lee yesterday. Like finally! It's been more than a year since we last met. Yesterday was awesome! hahas(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Chinatown, Clarke Quay, Fort Canning Hill, National Musuem and ended at Douby Ghout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out doesn't have to be shopping or catching a movie. Nature's beauty and historical facts can be pretty much fun too&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TSFwfx5KcWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HI9Z0Og7ykU/s1600/Friends%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557847106423255394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TSFwfx5KcWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HI9Z0Og7ykU/s200/Friends%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557846731269569922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TSFwJ8VjfYI/AAAAAAAAAlU/TSHRwf4cgTY/s200/DSCN0109.JPG" /&gt;This week, lessons are all mostly cancelled due to the upcoming open house. So I assumed that all lessons are cancelled. This is awesome cause I missed a lesson actually. First lesson of the year, missed it for the first time and missed lessons for the very first time for my entire life for no valid reason. Wow, so many first time this year. hahas. &lt;p&gt;Just like what I have been taught before, 'Assumption is the cause of all problems.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2205866498742864175?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2205866498742864175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2205866498742864175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2205866498742864175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2205866498742864175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2011/01/03012010.html' title='03/01/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TSFwfx5KcWI/AAAAAAAAAlc/HI9Z0Og7ykU/s72-c/Friends%2B2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-2860621608102058569</id><published>2010-12-25T23:19:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T00:00:29.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas people! hohoho:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554640612887557746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TRYMNSoe9nI/AAAAAAAAAkY/HOcMuVEgBRc/s320/DSCN0082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Though Christmas is coming to an end in another 40minutes or so, but still... Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Orchard yesterday to view the Christmas lighting. Frankly, I find it rather plain. It used to be much more flamboyant and lively. It's actually pretty dull this year with the same colours used for the whole stretch of road down a few traffic lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't grumble on so much, yes it may be a little dull but it's way better than not having any decorations on at all. Christmas is about the season of love, share and joy. Shall not spoil the tradition with my complains. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas, we're suppose to share and help right? So for last Saturday, I volunteered for a house painting activity. Was supposed to paint houses for the poor but I ended up painting murals which is actually to promote messages through the form of art. Painted and drew on some parts of the wall at Punggol, Edgedale Plains blk 174D. I can't say that it's really well done. In fact, it's actually cartoony, but we did put in effort into doing it. It was about marine life and all. I did took pictures of it, but I'm too lazy to upload it here :X &amp;amp; for our painting, i don't really think that there was actually a meaning behind it, maybe the joy of colours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Okay nuff' said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Christmas is ending soon, I'm pretty much looking forward towards the new year. Both 2011 and the Chinese New Year. I'm in a totally awesome holiday mood now :D I don't have to go back to school for projects for the entire week. Though I have to get my ass moving on the first week of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered myself for something on the first week of the new year. Will share about it the next time. I go to get going already cause I'm going out tomorrow. Lastly, Merry Christmas once again! Just a few minutes left to Boxing Day!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-2860621608102058569?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/2860621608102058569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=2860621608102058569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2860621608102058569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/2860621608102058569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-people-hohohod-though.html' title=''/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TRYMNSoe9nI/AAAAAAAAAkY/HOcMuVEgBRc/s72-c/DSCN0082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-1523594476638335788</id><published>2010-12-22T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T23:08:05.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/12/2010</title><content type='html'>今天是冬至, 我还记得几年前的今天. 虽然那以是过去事, 但一些回忆却就忘不掉. 其实也不是什么特别的回忆, 就带着怀念的心情罢了. 简单朴实的生活其实比华丽的人生来的开心多. 要求的越少,得到的其实越多. 以客观的心情面对事情也并不会有任何的损失. 这是我今天突然有的点小感触.也很意外的想用华文把想法打出.今天我又大了一岁,要比去年更加努力了!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不错,至少我可以练习我的华文(: 不知道我多久都没用华文了啊!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-1523594476638335788?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/1523594476638335788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=1523594476638335788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1523594476638335788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/1523594476638335788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/12/22122010.html' title='22/12/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3503417530184084210</id><published>2010-12-02T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:29:09.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>02/12/2010</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just hate how persistent I can be. I am so annoyed by the fact and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being persistent is something good when you're to do something important. If it's used to do some stupid stuff like the way I use it for, then it's useless. No, it's not useless actually, it's more of an irritation and annoyance to everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was actually talking to J.L about how I hate the fact that I'm being so irritatingly persistent and she said I wasn't. Instead, she said that I was weird. The reason why she said that I was weird was because I am aware of how persistent I am and in addition, I'm admitting the fact about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was actually joking about it and we laughed it off. It got me thinking again though. It actually reminded me that people are always not truthful to ourselves[I'm not going to deny that I'm in the list, but only at times]. Sometimes, being truthful to oneself saves the pain, agony and misery from everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3503417530184084210?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3503417530184084210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3503417530184084210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3503417530184084210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3503417530184084210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/12/02122010.html' title='02/12/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4885760270032329624</id><published>2010-12-01T19:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T20:30:11.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/12/2010 [2]</title><content type='html'>I've just heard a really bad news that has nothing got to me, but it happened to a family I know. I'll respect their privacy so I shan't go into details. It's one of the worst things that can happen to life like ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, whoever has heard of the story will never fail to feel bless, like totally. Unless you think that it's nothing and it's just because they're unlucky and you're lucky and they deserve it and whatsoever[which is not for this case.].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; when people are facing with such problems in life, I'm grumbling on how much I want to go traveling and so and so forth. I feel bad and stupid. Sometimes I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; I should just stop whining like a kid and get a life instead of doing this kind of stupid crap[keyword - think, most probably won't be just stopping here since I've got so much to say like forever].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next. Something triggered my thoughts once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic Surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you call a person who have undergone plastic surgery a beauty, then there is no one in the entire universe that can be called ugly. As long as you can afford it and is willing to suffer the pain and all, you'll get the 'reward' of being called a beauty.As simple as that, but seriously, what makes a beauty is not just all about the big eyes, sharp nose, cherry small mouth nor the dimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps people do not realise that when those people who have undergone plastic surgery would look weird when they grow old. Like their sewn double eyelids look so ridiculously fake or the shape of their nose deforms as they age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not against plastic surgery but I just don't agree with how some people think. If it's going to be rebutted with the reason of people having different perspective, then fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4885760270032329624?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4885760270032329624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4885760270032329624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4885760270032329624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4885760270032329624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/12/01122010-2.html' title='01/12/2010 [2]'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3605377630875183029</id><published>2010-12-01T17:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T18:32:14.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01/12/2010</title><content type='html'>A continuation from my previous post about me being jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, why are you guys standing out a-hell-freaking-lot-more than the rest of the people in this world?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like we're of the same age, but why are you guys like so much more special. It's making me feel like there's so much of a huge gap in between but not upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's as if humans are being classified into 2 different types. Maybe, we're indeed classified into 2 types unknowingly. Maybe someone will give the difference a name some day or something? I won't say that it'll be called like the upper or lower class, it isn't really about upper or lower class nor superior and inferior. It's more of like ?[ehh, I really don't know what words to use to describe but it's totally, definitely, something else.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'kay, shall stop my ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Compass Point with X.Y for a meal at Jack's place just now and we went to 5 stars[ a travelling agency, so just as in case you don't know.] afterwards. I was like really crazy over the brochures. Makes me want to migrate like this instant. I don't even mind being a photo girl / paper girl[I'm &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; talking about the one who pours coffee nor doing all the photocopying and other odd jobs] just to stand in front of the Eiffel Tower or be at California's Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, total fatal obsession. I should get help or assistance for my craziness and obsessions already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post and the previous one are like total crap, but I thought I'll just share a &lt;s&gt;whole-chunk&lt;/s&gt; piece of my thought. Speaking of which, I said "moving on" before I shared about my obsession, but I'm went nowhere from my craze. Sorry 'bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to drool over the brochures...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3605377630875183029?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3605377630875183029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3605377630875183029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3605377630875183029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3605377630875183029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/12/01122010.html' title='01/12/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-980147206085874587</id><published>2010-11-29T22:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T22:50:09.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29/11/2010</title><content type='html'>I know I might be slow, but I just realised that the way I think is kind of different from the rest. It's like the way I see things seems to be different from the rest. I don't know why and it's not like I'm trying to be different or stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I don't really think it is something negative, but I just feel a little weird about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I'm pretty much in the holiday mood now. Especially today! I think it might be the rain or something. It's really cooling as if I'm overseas. I think wanting to travel that badly like for now-this-instant is turning me into some desperado. But seriously, I want to tour Europe and States like friggin badly. I hope I'll get the chance to stay in a few different states in both Europe and States for a few months each in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; I really from the very very bottom, the deepest part of my very very own heart, want to take photos with the Eiffel Tower. Like those really professional ones. With the blurry backdrop of the full view of the Eiffel Tower and having me as the focus. I don't mind if it is the vice verse too. Regardless which, it'll both be beautifully awesome. It's like one of the things I really really really hope to do for at least once in my whole freaking entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really agitated in this post. It's not due to the difference part I've mention in the first part of the post but really because of my dream. I really want to fulfil it like desperately, unimaginably badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because I'm envious of others too. There are just some beings out there who are of the similar age as me and yet they are constantly travelling even thought they are also a student like me. I don't know where they get their finance [it's not as if they are filthy rich, but I'm not actually really sure of the statement I made too.] but it's really making me go green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue my rants someday, to be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-980147206085874587?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/980147206085874587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=980147206085874587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/980147206085874587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/980147206085874587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/11/29112010.html' title='29/11/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5942962158464098490</id><published>2010-11-27T18:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T18:58:42.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27/11/2010</title><content type='html'>Okay, so today is Day 2 of me staying at home alone. Parents' are out of town for a couple of days. It's actually the first time for me to be staying at home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's actually not much of a difference frankly, just that there's no one to speak to. But I do feel more independent. I don't really think that I'm a very dependent person, it's just that I'm a little lazy. If I want to move my lazy ass, I think that I can actually get things done if I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Saturday today and I woke up at 4:30am. Pretty crazy. The weird part is, I'm not tired at all even when I took some flu medicine[before I slept] which was suppose to make me sleep for like the next 12hours or so[my regular weekends sleeping time :X, actually, it may not be that long].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days is a good time for me to cut down my food intake. There isn't anything much at home to eat[only sufficient to survive, not really to fill] and I haven't stepped out of my house at all since I came back from school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is, I don't know what kind of food to get for myself since I've been eating wayyy to many eggs[high cholesterol] and that my bad throat's stopping me from all the fried food and chili. Other than all the soupy stuff I can probably eat nothing. What's worst is that I can't add chili if I'm to buy soupy stuff to eat[OMG!?! How to finish a meal without it?]. So I rather eat raisin bread or a slice of fruit cake and milo for every meal. But frankly speaking, cake and bread contains egg. No difference... Moreover, high calories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a change of topic. School work. For one of my homework, I'm supposed to be writing a resume and I had to dig out all my certificates. Memories sort of flood in my mind. Good times, bad times all reenact in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was given a chance to change my life, I don't think I would want to change any of my decisions at all except for 2 things. I don't need a major makeover for my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't grumble or rant on how those moments were embarrassing/awkward. Yes, it might be embarrassing/awkward, but it's still a part of me. Maybe 20years down the road I'll share it with my kids or friends and we'll have a good laugh at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this one thing that's been bugging me for years. I want to change the decision I've made if I'm given the chance. I shouldn't have ate ice-cream for like every single freaking day in my primary 3 school days. That was what led me to today's figure[weight, size, body mass, fats, whatsoeveryoucallit.].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second thing that I'll like to change would remain a secret. Maybe I'll say it someday, but for when would the day arrive, nobody knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day I pick up my courage. I'm actually anticipating for the day's arrival(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Ohhh, and did I not mention that I've got myself a new camera? I don't know if the model's is last season's or whatsoever but I love it. The sweetie was worth the deal(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544180623385257682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TPDi5xN7ZtI/AAAAAAAAAkM/nDjA2VZDFiY/s320/nikon-coolpix-s570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5942962158464098490?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5942962158464098490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5942962158464098490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5942962158464098490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5942962158464098490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/11/27112010.html' title='27/11/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TPDi5xN7ZtI/AAAAAAAAAkM/nDjA2VZDFiY/s72-c/nikon-coolpix-s570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4811087843687037585</id><published>2010-11-21T22:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:44:15.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/11/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The process of having fun, the process of learning, the process of making friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TOksHYa31KI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Y-1WRPBaAng/s1600/Photo0745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542009321781974178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TOksHYa31KI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Y-1WRPBaAng/s320/Photo0745.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All found here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a Food Race event yesterday and it was pretty much fun. It was actually the first time for me to be the game master instead of the participant. I would say that it was a really great experience. I never knew that watching the groups of strangers bonding together as one team would feel so good. It's like watching the whole process of people making new friends and all(: I pretty much like my cca, it always gives you a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a project to hand in tomorrow and I'm trying to lengthen it as much as possible. Going to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, Au Revoir, Adios, Ciaos, Zai Jian, Anneong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Don't mind me of my recent craziness. hahas&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4811087843687037585?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4811087843687037585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4811087843687037585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4811087843687037585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4811087843687037585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/11/21112010.html' title='21/11/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xhb9FnMJf5s/TOksHYa31KI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Y-1WRPBaAng/s72-c/Photo0745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-6259556390045571418</id><published>2010-11-13T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T15:18:37.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13/11/2010</title><content type='html'>I know that I've said this before for like 2-3times but I can't help to freak out how scary the cyber world can be. It's totally convenient to stalk and have anyone to stalk you, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'kay, enough said for that. Getting back to me, I've been lacking of sleep lately. Exhaustion and fatigue are sure to be the best of friends. Been staying back in school till late evenings/nights and I have to complete my assignments after I get back home. It's not really that bad but I realised that I can't handle tiredness as much as I used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also realised that my appetite's been growing a hell lot. I used to not be able to finish like a bowl of rice and I'm eating large servings of carbs for every meal now. I don't know what made me eat so much and I actually don't really mind about it as long as I don't put on any weight and that it does not affects my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is to charge myself up and prepare my work and all. I want to go for a short vacation badly but it's impossible with the upcoming hectic schedule. The earliest possible would be in MARCH vacations. I guess I'll just have to play pretend, pretending that I'm in a cottage in some breathtaking countryside, in the meanwhile till the actual break arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty late, 3 in the late afternoon, and I've not touched my work yet... Au Revoir~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-6259556390045571418?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6259556390045571418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=6259556390045571418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6259556390045571418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6259556390045571418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/11/13112010.html' title='13/11/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-4171650586015368695</id><published>2010-11-06T23:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T23:58:42.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>06/11/2010</title><content type='html'>Been pretty busy! Projects are all starting soon!!! I'll be blogging lesser and lesser each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty fun. Bonded with other members and all. Learnt cheers and stuff. But I'm really still very bad at recognising faces and remembering names :X Looking forward to the actual day though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, went to town again today. Bought a tee-shirt. Also bought a Guess bag&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; but not from town. Love my winning trophies! hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's going to be a long day doing work. Need to rest already. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-4171650586015368695?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/4171650586015368695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=4171650586015368695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4171650586015368695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/4171650586015368695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/11/06112010.html' title='06/11/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-5699092078189618292</id><published>2010-11-03T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:10:07.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>03/10/2010</title><content type='html'>Life's been pretty packed recently. So many programs each day. But I do feel fufilling thought(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played badminton [muscles kind of ache a little after a short game:X], caught a movie "You Again" [the movie was fun-neigh, great and all(:] and attended a talk for today[which was pretty fun and educational]. It was pretty fun playing badminton since I haven't been playing it since primary 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's going to end at 8plus tomorrow &amp;amp; I've got to go back to school on deepavali [which I do not mind cause I bet I'm going to have fun(:] hahhas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though all these activities and tiring me, but I think life's awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna grab some sleep now so that I won't be so tired for the long from-8-am-to-8-pm day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-5699092078189618292?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/5699092078189618292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=5699092078189618292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5699092078189618292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/5699092078189618292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/11/03102010.html' title='03/10/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-6060598308091971768</id><published>2010-10-24T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T13:48:51.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/10/2010</title><content type='html'>It's over 1am already, so it's considered as the 24th of November 2010. Yesterday[23rd] was lucky day :D Was practically outside for most of the time. Went CompassPoint and City Square Mall and bought a hair product and a hair accessory&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; each respectively. Had Macdonalds for supper[super sinful!] and won a ticket to the Singapore Flyer for the monopoly game! Luck, yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think later nearer to noon, I shall do my laundry and homework. No more delays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all for my short update about my weekends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-6060598308091971768?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/6060598308091971768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=6060598308091971768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6060598308091971768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/6060598308091971768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/10/24102010.html' title='24/10/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-9050315989651787175</id><published>2010-10-21T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T23:43:20.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21/10/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karen.H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh my oh my, I just love how she describes&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Often that's the way love is, sneaky and unrelenting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;They only love once, but och! What a love that is!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;It doesn't pay to be possessive of a man determined to remain free. All you'll win is an empty bed and an achin' heart.&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've oft heard it said that men and women speak different languages, but 'tis not true. They speak the same language, they just hear it with different ears.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those who don't know what they want get what they deserve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've often thought ye could get lost in eyes like those. Lost and never find yer way back&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Some say magic is what ties nature and man together and binds them until ye can't tell one from t'other. I think 'tis that love that binds nature to man, and nothing else.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a woman has the strength to bear a child, she can swing a sword as well as any man.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;... lightening and wind roared overhead, shakin' the ground and rippin' the trees from earth 'til even the bravest fell on their knees and prayed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;... the sun shines o'er the loch and spakles on the water like diamond drops&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somehow I feel like I'm doing my phrasebook homework. LOL. But of course, phrasebook does not exist in poly life. hahas(: &amp;amp; somehow I get this idea that doing a phrasebook is not so bad afterall, provided that I'm free.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-9050315989651787175?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/9050315989651787175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=9050315989651787175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/9050315989651787175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/9050315989651787175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/10/21102010.html' title='21/10/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-8517890803926632575</id><published>2010-10-19T07:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T08:06:04.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19/10/2010</title><content type='html'>I got the modules that I wanted. I was MAD LUCKY! After I chose my modules, my internet stopped connection for like over 10 minutes. I went in the website again after I got connections and all the modules' been picked. Happy with what I've got(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-8517890803926632575?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/8517890803926632575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=8517890803926632575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8517890803926632575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/8517890803926632575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/10/19102010.html' title='19/10/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-365644877480754171</id><published>2010-10-18T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T23:52:01.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18/10/2010</title><content type='html'>I'm suppose to sleep in early for tonight because I need to register for GSM tomorrow early in the morning. &amp;amp; yet here I am blogging while watching Fringe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's been fine. Everything's been normal, laughing all day long and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously hope that I get the modules I want tomorrow morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to update actually. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather's been a KILLER! Could have vapourised me awayyy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-365644877480754171?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/365644877480754171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=365644877480754171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/365644877480754171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/365644877480754171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/10/18102010.html' title='18/10/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407427540174619181.post-3084533296002154713</id><published>2010-10-17T14:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T16:04:34.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17/10/2010</title><content type='html'>Okay, so here I am back in action! Just felt like blogging for no apparent reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of the school holidays. One over month past rather quickly and I've enjoyed my time(: Past my time by going to Cruise and having a picnic at the Botanical Garden etc. Love the fact of how I can fully relax myself. No projects nor homework to be done during the holidays unlike secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a minute's time, I'll be getting myself ready for another wedding dinner. [Went to my Cousin's on the 9th September.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, school's re-opening, so I hope that the dinner won't end too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all, till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: I won't be blogging often due to school work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407427540174619181-3084533296002154713?l=innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/feeds/3084533296002154713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1407427540174619181&amp;postID=3084533296002154713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3084533296002154713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1407427540174619181/posts/default/3084533296002154713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://innocent-love-hurts.blogspot.com/2010/10/17102010.html' title='17/10/2010'/><author><name>MsClaireYo!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
