<?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-30336576</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:28:21.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VINTAGE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-5332099047988104987</id><published>2010-05-08T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T04:31:19.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello. I almost forgot i had a blog. Got a little bored yesterday and started looking back at my old posts. Feeling all so nostalgic now :( Time flies and i've grown up so much, specially marked by turning 21. I'm going to be moving to a new site soon for a change and so that my habit of blogging doesnt die off. Watch this space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5332099047988104987?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5332099047988104987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5332099047988104987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5332099047988104987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5332099047988104987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-5306857495473622281</id><published>2009-12-09T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:58:09.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This space is so dead, because i've been too caught up with myself. Exams are done with, back from my melbourne trip, started work and results out as well. You know the feeling of slipping away, and with no one to hold you on. It scares me. Time. Time changes everything. I'm still thankful for my results though. Would have not been able to do it without God's grace. Work has been manageable with my dearest cousin and awesome colleagues :) For now, i'm just counting down to the days i'll be back in singapore and kuching! Wait for me everyone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5306857495473622281?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5306857495473622281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5306857495473622281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5306857495473622281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5306857495473622281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-space-is-so-dead-because-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-5667894040144414371</id><published>2009-10-12T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T05:33:07.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I like a little sensitivity in guys. I sometimes like seeing them cry, especially when they start tearing up because they understand what I’m feeling when I’m crying. I’m not heartless, it breaks my heart when I see them do. But it softens them, in that moment. You realize that they are empathizing with you, they are trying to feel your pain. You know they are listening to you. And sometimes, we girls need just that. We need a guy to pay attention to us and listen closely. That’s it. We don’t need them to say anything, just listen and hold us tightly. That is the best form of love, to me. A guy putting aside everything in that moment and give his full attention to you, wrap you in his arms and listens to everything you have to let out."&lt;/span&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/30336576-5667894040144414371?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5667894040144414371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5667894040144414371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5667894040144414371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5667894040144414371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-like-little-sensitivity-in-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4818197890973766111</id><published>2009-09-25T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:11:37.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DANG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&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/30336576-4818197890973766111?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4818197890973766111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4818197890973766111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4818197890973766111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4818197890973766111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/09/dang.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8231790229697882704</id><published>2009-09-21T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:42:52.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Srj-fcrsFlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/3vgVO0SQBmo/s1600-h/2875_65510589117_530689117_1649963_4169999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Srj-fcrsFlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/3vgVO0SQBmo/s320/2875_65510589117_530689117_1649963_4169999_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384333170750264914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, some people love you without helping it, and yet sometimes, some people leave you even if you fight for it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&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/30336576-8231790229697882704?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8231790229697882704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8231790229697882704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8231790229697882704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8231790229697882704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes-some-people-love-you-without.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Srj-fcrsFlI/AAAAAAAABHQ/3vgVO0SQBmo/s72-c/2875_65510589117_530689117_1649963_4169999_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-9051381027316981151</id><published>2009-09-07T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T12:19:57.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I just realised this space is so dead. Been so busy the past one month when mummy and her 3 sisters came over to Perth! Haha all the pics are up on facebook it's quite scary the massive amount of food we ate. lol we actually had dinner at this revolving restaurant right smack in the city and it's pretty cool but considering the price we paid for it, i doubt i'll recommend anyone to go there haha and exams are finally over!! It was not good at all to be honest :( Holidays this week and donna my sexy half and lloyd are coming over tomorrow! yippee yay! Per and jane will be coming over next week! i am truly blessed to have such awesome friends around me. loveloveeee :D oh did i mention i'm hooked onto gossip girls? I finished season one in 2 days omg! haha shall not start on season two till i'm done with my assignments. Cant wait for tomorrow!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-9051381027316981151?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/9051381027316981151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=9051381027316981151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/9051381027316981151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/9051381027316981151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-realised-this-space-is-so-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8709501928476089817</id><published>2009-08-05T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:56:37.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My law lecturer is truly the cure for insomnia. I am having a bitch fit now cos i cannot do my tutorials and i have 100 pages of notes and case studies to read :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8709501928476089817?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8709501928476089817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8709501928476089817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8709501928476089817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8709501928476089817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-law-lecturer-is-truly-cure-for.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8544659722373725602</id><published>2009-08-03T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T08:57:31.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I just realised this blog is pretty dead. haha cant blame me cos i've been having the time of my life here! been eating a hell lot with the awesome selection of food here i gained weight in just 3 weeks omg! anyway i'm not really in the mood to blog right now. i'm pretty upset with how things are but i guess i've already done all i could. well well, for now i just cant wait for my holidays in september!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8544659722373725602?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8544659722373725602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8544659722373725602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8544659722373725602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8544659722373725602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-just-realised-this-blog-is-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3277744308805310504</id><published>2009-07-20T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T10:09:52.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;helloooo from perth lovelies! it's been a week since i got to perth and i'm settling down pretty well. haha well orientation was rather boring but getting to meet all the other international students from everywhere was the coolest thing ever. oh and i seriously hate winter because it's totally freezing my ass off and once i get into the hot shower i wouldnt want to get out of it which is bad because it dries up my skin :( anyway school starts this week so time to be serious! uwa is super kiasu i swear like hello, curtin and murdoch only start two weeks later!! i'm really hoping to do a major in accounting and a major/minor in law depending on how this semester goes so wish me luckkk! I miss everyone back in singapore already but i will be back for the summer holidays so yay!!! Thank you to those who were there at the airport, a lifetime of my heart to you guys :D Pictures up soon!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3277744308805310504?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3277744308805310504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3277744308805310504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3277744308805310504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3277744308805310504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/07/helloooo-from-perth-lovelies-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4600303063466612095</id><published>2009-07-07T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:29:57.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;omgwtfbbq. 4 more days to perth and i'm totally feeling it now. Found myself wide awake lying in bed at 4am last night cos i started thinking about things but am feeling okay now thanks to the constant reassurance from the dearest. Sent ally off to brisbane today and she's so brave and of course herman's too. Anyway hon was so cute today he recorded voice messages on msn of what he wanted to tell me. hahaha lovelove. butter fac with the darlings tomorrow!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4600303063466612095?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4600303063466612095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4600303063466612095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4600303063466612095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4600303063466612095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/07/omgwtfbbq.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3891261874182703691</id><published>2009-06-27T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:29:30.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I wonder who reads this space still. I am getting lazier nowadays. Have not been running for a week and been eating a hell lot thanks to the people around me who have been feeding more than what i should eat. Anyway while waiting for my paris' bff to load, i read this portion from a book and was pretty amused by it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it felt complicated in a way that all breakups feel complicated when you're embroiled in them. While in cruel actuality, most things are quite simple. And it goes something like this : one person falls in love - or simply realizes he was never really in love in the first place, wishing he could take back those words, that promise from the heart. Looking back, I can see that that was likely the case with Leo and me - the simplest explanation is often the right one, my mother used to tell me. But at the same time, I didn't believe that could be the case.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead, I hoped for what all girls hope for in my situation that he'd change his mind, come to his senses, realize what he had in me, discover that I couldn't be replaced. I kept thinking, even saying aloud to Margot and my sister, ''Nobody will love him like I love him.'' which I now realize is far from a selling point to a man. To anyone. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think the reason why I actually found it funny was because, I was almost like that 2 years ago. Scrap that, I was like that 2 years ago. You know, the intensity of those raw aching emotions during post break up. Like how you would desperately cling onto the notion that this is just temporary, like of a trial seperation. You would be like the cliche of all broken hearted women, torturing yourself looking at pictures of you both and listen to sad bitter songs then suddenly burst into random bouts of tears.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But whatever the case is, nothing is ever complicated trust me. They are all simple, direct and unassuming, it's your feelings that makes them complicated. I've learnt that when you let a bird free, then you gotta let it soar because, no birds would fly back to captivity. At least birds in the right state of mind.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alright, time for me to get some sleeeeeeep. Oh did i mention i'm so effing broke i shall home quarantine myself next week. And yes, 2 more weeks to Perth :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3891261874182703691?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3891261874182703691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3891261874182703691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3891261874182703691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3891261874182703691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wonder-who-reads-this-space-still.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-517281266715882127</id><published>2009-06-16T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T08:28:51.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Been partying a little too much recently. Fell sick last week and had to see my doctor during work, gosh. Anyway, butter factory's like really awesome x10000. Nice ambience, good music and decent crowd. haha been busy settling my uni stuff and thurs was the last week of work which means more time to spend with everyone before i leave. Got back to kuching last night and i think god has in many ways, try to remind me to treasure and cherish my loved ones. The plane couldnt land last night because of the bad weather and we were circling around in the air for a good whole 20 mins, the worst ever in my life. It was like reverse bungy jump and my heart totally dropped. I ended up crying because i thought of how many people i would love to say 'i love you' too if i were to die. Sounds like i'm exaggerating but it was that bad. Nat's presence was comforting though. Love you sissy. Alright i'm gonna binge on as much food as i can now that i'm back for 5 days only! haha yes hon i know you're happy i'm eating alot alot! Catch you guys soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s: miss you honey! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-517281266715882127?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/517281266715882127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=517281266715882127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/517281266715882127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/517281266715882127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-partying-little-too-much-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4754163530942116234</id><published>2009-06-09T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:11:26.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay i dont think anyone really cares but in a month's time, i'm off to UWA!! Bye Singapore for now. I am going to miss hokkien mee, chicken rice, carrot cake, tau huey, and the list goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4754163530942116234?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4754163530942116234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4754163530942116234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4754163530942116234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4754163530942116234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/06/okay-i-dont-think-anyone-really-cares.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-6569756444314985877</id><published>2009-05-30T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T10:28:59.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's been awhile since i stayed home on a saturday and it feels kinda good, just sleeping in and watching paris hilton's new bff. omg season 2 is out! Oh and i finally graduated. Didnt take much pictures cos we had to rush off for dinner with mumsie's friend and i didnt really enjoy the whole ceremony either. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341649886047394994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFaRSRcXLI/AAAAAAAABDo/Bwww5qgKzKA/s320/P1110141-.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, at least i'll be going to uni soon and yes, that's something to look forward to. I still dont know if i want to go to NTU. Should i should i? Yes i know if lloyd sees this he will kill me because well, he says that there are alot of ppl like him dying to get into NTU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, i feel like there are too many things running through my mind now. I really really shouldnt expect too much, because if i do, i'm always in for disappointments :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On a happier note, here's like 1/10 of the pictures i have accumulated over the past two months. These people made up such an important part of my life. A big fat cuddly hug for you guys! lovelove :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341655076074774370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFe_YoZX2I/AAAAAAAABEA/9CF_jrj223w/s320/P1100123-.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341656533683497922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFgUOpZa8I/AAAAAAAABEI/_JQ7AA4I4D8/s320/P1100139-.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341657364356501218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFhElJRjuI/AAAAAAAABEQ/cTM_W6RVVNQ/s320/P1100202-.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341657842840685714" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFnsEmjmjI/AAAAAAAABGg/YoX8FbnG8Yo/s320/P1110113-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341665112268655234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFoHkXeyoI/AAAAAAAABGo/35DYq3ttlCQ/s320/P1110200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341665610152951490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFokjIWPsI/AAAAAAAABGw/5qi-ZstYf0Y/s320/P1110299-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-6569756444314985877?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6569756444314985877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6569756444314985877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6569756444314985877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6569756444314985877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-awhile-since-i-stayed-home-on.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SiFaRSRcXLI/AAAAAAAABDo/Bwww5qgKzKA/s72-c/P1110141-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-3080788875801226743</id><published>2009-05-20T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T09:03:15.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I guess the accident had pretty much kept me off this space. Much to the irony of my previous entry, i almost lost my life in a car accident. Poor mummy cried buckets when she found out. And as much as i'm traumatised by the whole thing, i felt like i've gained much more than i've lost. I am so ever thankful to the lord that i'm still here typing this entry now. And definitely very appreciative to all the friends who cared, stood by me throughout the whole time esp jay, zx, jim, paul who had to go through the trauma with me. Here's a lifetime of my heart to you guys :) Mummy's coming over tonight cos graduation is tomorrow, which i'm not exactly looking forward to. Well, more reasons for retail therapy and eat out! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3080788875801226743?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3080788875801226743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3080788875801226743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3080788875801226743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3080788875801226743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-guess-accident-had-pretty-much-kept.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8862107181443872798</id><published>2009-05-07T10:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:35:51.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life as it is.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SgMbrlVkRII/AAAAAAAABDg/zBpXUwsPgxg/s1600-h/40_todolistjpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SgMbrlVkRII/AAAAAAAABDg/zBpXUwsPgxg/s320/40_todolistjpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333136819307693186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What a cycle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&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/30336576-8862107181443872798?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8862107181443872798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8862107181443872798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8862107181443872798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8862107181443872798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-as-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SgMbrlVkRII/AAAAAAAABDg/zBpXUwsPgxg/s72-c/40_todolistjpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-5061401079552522978</id><published>2009-05-05T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:41:16.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I've been waking up at 6 in the morning the past few days though i sleep at 2. I'm starting to find my sleeping habits weird, like really weird. Caught x-men today and i did something really stupid and unbelievable and jay couldnt stop laughing for like 20mins lol hello jay you better keep this to yourself i'm warning you. I met eddee and jay happened to know him too! What a small world. We went to meet jj to get my masks after that and then also met pauline sweetheart since i was at serangoon area. Omg i have been spending too much of late. I need to save up for my coach bag(oh shoots) and the dearest's farewell present. Talking about farewell, i maybe leaving too in july. Change would be good, but then again, i'm not ready to leave my comfort zone. Ok gotta do some serious planning now before dad nags at me again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5061401079552522978?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5061401079552522978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5061401079552522978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5061401079552522978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5061401079552522978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-been-waking-up-at-6-in-morning-past.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-6504868971872512660</id><published>2009-05-03T10:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T10:38:17.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The D word came into play many times this week. I think disappointment's a really powerful emotion, at least for me. Because to feel disappointed, you feel hurt, anger &amp;amp; vexation all at the same time. Learning to take things in my stride.. &amp;amp; to get used to the change which I'm sure is pretty obvious.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-6504868971872512660?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6504868971872512660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6504868971872512660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6504868971872512660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6504868971872512660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/05/d-word-came-into-play-many-times-this.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4026975912713114913</id><published>2009-04-29T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:47:54.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SffNfgMwB5I/AAAAAAAABC4/W7rliMc0mA8/s1600-h/P1100683-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329954625119324050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SffNfgMwB5I/AAAAAAAABC4/W7rliMc0mA8/s320/P1100683-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;''When I was five years old, my mom always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy.’ They told me I didn’t understand the assignment and I told them they didn’t understand life.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/30336576-4026975912713114913?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4026975912713114913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4026975912713114913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4026975912713114913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4026975912713114913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-i-was-five-years-old-my-mom-always.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SffNfgMwB5I/AAAAAAAABC4/W7rliMc0mA8/s72-c/P1100683-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-1540084261031414252</id><published>2009-04-16T11:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:04:36.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's 3am in the morning and i cannot sleep. I have 4 gigantic mosquito bites which are so itchy, red and unsightly :( So many thoughts running through my mind now. I hate uncertainties. Talking to pat darling helps a little. Me loves you babe! I need to gather my thoughts, stay focused and stop digressing. Okay god, please help me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-1540084261031414252?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1540084261031414252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1540084261031414252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1540084261031414252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1540084261031414252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-3am-in-morning-and-i-cannot-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-7818388006617209093</id><published>2009-04-14T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:54:00.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Yoohoo. I'm finally back on this space. Anyway, happy belated 21st to GEN baby and JESS darling! AND happy baptism to me, nat and per! :) The past two weeks have been filled with so much celebration and joy and i am so thankful for everything. I slept for like only 4 hours everyday? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So mon, tues and thurs was busy working! Wed was dbl o to celebrate gen's early 21. Aww my darling pauline and jay went too! :) Thurs was surprise plan with audrey and gang. Fri was gen's family dinner which me and sissy attended. Then meetup with my pharm darlings for unborn. I was holding on so tightly to jay throughout the whole movie i think i hurt him lol no more horror movies for me. Tau huey with them before jj accompanied me home to change and lloyd fetched us to jess's chalet. I was stoning half the time cos i was so dead tired already. sorry babes! Stayed till 6am before lloyd fetched us home. Slept awhile and woke up to meet per to collect my baptism dress! Came home to steal some sleep and then it was off to church for rehearsal before the baptism during easter vigil mass. I couldnt hold back my emotions during the mass. I've been looking forward to this day for as long as i can remember and it was finally here. Thank you donna, godma, tricia, chris, gabriel and everyone else who have journeyed with me the past one year. Love you guys many many! We were all so damn tired and hungry after that and by the time it ended it was already 1am so macs was the only alternative. Woke up at 8am the next day for per's baptism, all the way at clementi! Me and nat almost knocked out during the service but it was much shorter than ours though! Lunch with per's parents, bernard and chris :) Headed to PS for some retail therapy and dessert before going to flea titan to support jeannette. haha i think the flea's pretty awesome i dont even want to mention how much stuff me and nat bought. Jy and roger joined us for like 5 mins before we went for dinner at cartel. I bought this jelly lens thingy for my camera and we were very amused by the pictures taken. Home sweet home after that! haha sorry for the wordy post. I have so many pictures and most are on facebook though i'll upload the rest here the next post! xoxo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7818388006617209093?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7818388006617209093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7818388006617209093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7818388006617209093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7818388006617209093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/04/yoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-7556410511863122525</id><published>2009-04-04T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T11:05:44.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY TO ME!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7556410511863122525?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7556410511863122525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7556410511863122525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7556410511863122525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7556410511863122525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-21st-birthday-to-me-d.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-7538835568967220802</id><published>2009-04-02T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:42:55.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The weather is being a bitch of late and it's totally annoying me. Anyway, was out with the pharm darlings last week to catch confessions of a shopaholic omg i cannot emphasize enough how effing good the movie is. Totally made my day or rather, week. Went to sam's place with jo after that so that he could get his car and send me home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been a rather crazy week, running around trying to get everything in order. It's strange. Everyone has been trying to get me to come up with a birthday wish list. Yes yes if it's just material wants, i could probably come up with 101 things i'm lusting for but NO, as a matter of fact, i didnt want anything. For the first time, i felt like i am truly blessed in every way i could ever think of and i just want things to stay this way. The truth is, you can never get enough of what you dont need to make you happy. Sam is right. Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7538835568967220802?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7538835568967220802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7538835568967220802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7538835568967220802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7538835568967220802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/04/weather-is-being-bitch-of-late-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-7261877184279212952</id><published>2009-03-28T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T01:18:45.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;The next two weeks mark the biggest milestone in my entire life. First, turning 21 on the 4th of april, and then getting baptised on the 11th. As strange as it might seem, I used to think: “Oh, when I turn 21, I’m going to throw the biggest party and remember that very day as long as I shall live.” As the date draws closer, I realised that the significance of the day starts to dwindle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Really, what does turning 21 entail?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the eyes of a cynic, the fact that you have spend 21 years on Planet Earth really means:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.    You now officially have a reason to throw a bigger-than-ever birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 2.    You can go around announcing to the world, “Hey, I turned 21. I’m throwing a mega party and you’re invited.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 3.    People will be understanding and forgive the fact that you’re inadvertently rubbing your birthday in their faces and be obliged to get you a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 4.    People will also be compelled to show up for your celebratory party (even if it’s for just half an hour), for it IS the 21st birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 5.    Gifts are expected to be bigger or cost more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 6.    This will be a day where you can look back on in years and remember, “That’s how I celebrated entering adulthood”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 7.    You can now legally watch a R21 film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On the flip side, this is also what you’re expected to do: usher in the new title with a big bang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA. Now, don’t get me wrong. I am way too psyched to finally be an adult. I just feel the whole &lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hoo-haa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; is a little much, but still, see you guys at the party! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7261877184279212952?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7261877184279212952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7261877184279212952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7261877184279212952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7261877184279212952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/03/next-two-weeks-mark-biggest-milestone.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3972091557097660700</id><published>2009-03-26T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:36:48.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I probably pinned too much hope on you. Tell me i'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3972091557097660700?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3972091557097660700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3972091557097660700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3972091557097660700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3972091557097660700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-probably-pinned-too-much-hope-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-5407952153016337719</id><published>2009-03-22T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:36:24.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Scczovxg_XI/AAAAAAAAA-I/wK8xmjGmKMA/s1600-h/P1090983-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Scczovxg_XI/AAAAAAAAA-I/wK8xmjGmKMA/s320/P1090983-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316274660246093170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sccz95KrmXI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F4ekGSDzVwc/s1600-h/P1090992-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sccz95KrmXI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/F4ekGSDzVwc/s320/P1090992-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316275023544818034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Scc23Ek2BzI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/tcxHAeeyoMk/s1600-h/P1100030-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Scc23Ek2BzI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/tcxHAeeyoMk/s320/P1100030-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316278204883142450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISSY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;YA x100000 :D&lt;/span&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/30336576-5407952153016337719?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5407952153016337719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5407952153016337719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5407952153016337719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5407952153016337719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-18th-birthday-sissy-love-ya.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Scczovxg_XI/AAAAAAAAA-I/wK8xmjGmKMA/s72-c/P1090983-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-9166057371794886809</id><published>2009-03-20T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T10:46:10.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I figured out that i'm happier like that.&lt;br /&gt;And if you dont already know, what goes around comes around. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, daddy got me a surprise birthday present in advance! Guess what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/ScPRq_nqQ6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/vfAXu6MIZSA/s1600-h/toshiba-portege-m800-pink-laptop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/ScPRq_nqQ6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/vfAXu6MIZSA/s320/toshiba-portege-m800-pink-laptop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315322521789809570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADAH! It's the new PORTÉGÉ M800 in candy pink!! zomg :):):)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-9166057371794886809?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/9166057371794886809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=9166057371794886809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/9166057371794886809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/9166057371794886809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-figured-out-im-happier-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/ScPRq_nqQ6I/AAAAAAAAA-A/vfAXu6MIZSA/s72-c/toshiba-portege-m800-pink-laptop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-6532950674496341788</id><published>2009-03-14T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:08:19.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh helloooo, i've been missing in action. haha pretty much stuff happened the past one week! I've gotten myself a job, with not much effort so yay :) Amazing race on monday, replaced lloyd for just a day and anyway we got third! It's super tiring running around Singapore i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judgement day on wednesday! I am very thankful for my results. I think god has been far too kind. I'm really happy though cos i never thought i would have survived my major/final year project but i did, and with pretty amazing results :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with dan on wednesday and dinner with the pharm darlings on thursday. Friday was the ultimate! haha will blog about it another day. Today was spring cleaning at home cos mummy's coming over tomorrow! My wardrobe's seriously bursting i think i can open a boutique already hehe and it's nat's 18th birthday next sunday! cant wait! haha okay toodles! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-6532950674496341788?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6532950674496341788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6532950674496341788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6532950674496341788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6532950674496341788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-helloooo-ive-been-missing-in-action.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-6248126444400039966</id><published>2009-03-07T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T11:10:25.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I think slumdog millionaire is a superbly brilliant movie. Now, go watch it and you'll realize how privileged we really are. It's the sort of movie that aspires to be larger than life and unwittingly ends up being so, affecting the lives of many by the simple virtue of existing. It's like a love story wrapped in contemporary phenomena that excites, entertains and warms the heart. Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, results are coming out next week zomg! I totally forgot about it till, umm someone mentioned it. hmm i miss school already haha oh and i never knew planning for a party is that mind draining. It's weird but i dont seem to look forward to my 21st that much anymore. hmm lets see, oh yes daddy, mumsie and brandon are coming over next sunday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay somemore pictures from awhile back!&lt;br /&gt;Manhattan's and hunting for scrapbooking material with gen! The seafood platter beats fish and co's hands down. 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G's birthday! I miss them a hell lot :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK6OdTA_gI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/aXYq2fkE3Rc/s1600-h/P1090235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK6OdTA_gI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/aXYq2fkE3Rc/s320/P1090235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310511668168556034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK68PQesDI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/A67Rfwy2YJU/s1600-h/P1090245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK68PQesDI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/A67Rfwy2YJU/s320/P1090245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310512454673805362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK7wHgdD4I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ttm4rTiVPwM/s1600-h/P1090286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 315px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK7wHgdD4I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ttm4rTiVPwM/s320/P1090286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310513345946521474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK8Qory0LI/AAAAAAAAA9w/VKq4GMHF3uU/s1600-h/P1090313-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK8Qory0LI/AAAAAAAAA9w/VKq4GMHF3uU/s320/P1090313-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310513904608268466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK9QYPIjLI/AAAAAAAAA94/m4Bip-JZQME/s1600-h/P1090372-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK9QYPIjLI/AAAAAAAAA94/m4Bip-JZQME/s320/P1090372-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310514999704718514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-6248126444400039966?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6248126444400039966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6248126444400039966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6248126444400039966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6248126444400039966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-think-slumdog-millionaire-is-superbly.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SbK1Ekzaw8I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/6TU83d6y6kw/s72-c/P1090148-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-4546766455579900629</id><published>2009-03-03T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T09:53:18.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So now it's the season of Lent, which is a 40 days' fast preceding Easter, the time when i'm going to be baptised! I'm making a conscious effort to attend daily mass and spend more time in prayers, as well as letting go of some things which i had previously found hard to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm pretty much unemployed now and with 6 more months before uni? hahah will anyone be a good samaritan and hire me as say, their personal shopper?? i promise i'll do a good job! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeahh, random pictures from long long ago! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1q_jRfgbI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/V2R0jNvxk7s/s1600-h/P1080692-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1q_jRfgbI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/V2R0jNvxk7s/s320/P1080692-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309017175772594610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1r1tNN5EI/AAAAAAAAA7o/M60Dz7-y7P0/s1600-h/P1080696-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1stPIB-2I/AAAAAAAAA74/YYG62lpOi2Q/s320/P1090083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309019060149812066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1tDGOMMkI/AAAAAAAAA8A/kkUI1OagT_8/s1600-h/P1090102-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1tDGOMMkI/AAAAAAAAA8A/kkUI1OagT_8/s320/P1090102-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309019435716850242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1tfY6Wa4I/AAAAAAAAA8I/HyBJgySong0/s1600-h/P1090111-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1tfY6Wa4I/AAAAAAAAA8I/HyBJgySong0/s320/P1090111-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309019921770244994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay there's still like 100000 photos and i'm tired so another time! goodnitey lovelies :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4546766455579900629?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4546766455579900629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4546766455579900629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4546766455579900629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4546766455579900629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-now-its-season-of-lent-which-is-40.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sa1q_jRfgbI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/V2R0jNvxk7s/s72-c/P1080692-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-7911339361853317818</id><published>2009-02-28T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:49:50.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;YAY so i caught 'He's just not that into you' yesterday! And the movie was super hilarious. hahaa anyway i just had to watch this because of jennifer aniston. Well and maybe scarlett johansson. And and bradley cooper has the loveliest blue eyes ever, such a cutie! But j was going gaga over drew barrymore though. Now seriously, dont you think jennifer is hot stuffff? Click to enlarge! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sal9d_hCdII/AAAAAAAAA5o/75dU6z5KIwQ/s1600-h/wallpaper_5_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sal9d_hCdII/AAAAAAAAA5o/75dU6z5KIwQ/s320/wallpaper_5_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307911590052525186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sal9m2befNI/AAAAAAAAA5w/iE3E5Xqj5GA/s1600-h/wallpaper_1_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sal9m2befNI/AAAAAAAAA5w/iE3E5Xqj5GA/s320/wallpaper_1_1024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307911742232100050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7911339361853317818?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7911339361853317818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7911339361853317818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7911339361853317818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7911339361853317818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/yay-so-i-caught-hes-just-not-that-into.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/Sal9d_hCdII/AAAAAAAAA5o/75dU6z5KIwQ/s72-c/wallpaper_5_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-7413400928210774674</id><published>2009-02-26T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:35:03.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hellooooo i'm feeling whiny today because of my cramps :( So gen and i went round searching for a good spot for my birthday party and we found one! wheeee i'm excited. I even got down to writing my guest list which already came up to 40+ people so far, and many many are not included yet, aww. After that i went for some modelling briefing supposedly for singtel print ads and i really got quite bored. So me and mei choon went shopping before attending evening mass. Dinner with my dearest per i miss you x10000! Thank you for the awesome book and most importantly, thank you for being my pillar of strength and never failing me. LOVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabPmPQkdlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_MmfsiIGcx4/s1600-h/P1090482-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabPmPQkdlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_MmfsiIGcx4/s320/P1090482-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307157466740717138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabQIfydemI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/KiP83NI7nu4/s1600-h/P1090487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabQIfydemI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/KiP83NI7nu4/s320/P1090487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307158055293385314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabQaDkWfyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/u30qbB-2e5c/s1600-h/P1090490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabQaDkWfyI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/u30qbB-2e5c/s320/P1090490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307158356955660066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabROcBCpmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zcLCKWS5cnY/s1600-h/P1090505%21%21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabROcBCpmI/AAAAAAAAA5g/zcLCKWS5cnY/s320/P1090505%21%21.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307159256871642722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7413400928210774674?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7413400928210774674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7413400928210774674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7413400928210774674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7413400928210774674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/hellooooo-im-feeling-whiny-today.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SabPmPQkdlI/AAAAAAAAA5I/_MmfsiIGcx4/s72-c/P1090482-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-4032652851404547879</id><published>2009-02-24T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T08:09:18.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);" class="entry-item"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Lord,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the courage to change the things which can and ought to be changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The serenity to accept the things which cannot be changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the wisdom to know the difference"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-From the 7 habits of highly effective people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRULY INSPIRING :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4032652851404547879?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4032652851404547879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4032652851404547879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4032652851404547879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4032652851404547879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/lord-give-me-courage-to-change-things.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4950782594407349711</id><published>2009-02-23T03:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T07:31:15.135-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SaKDcmt-D2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/Qrqnk6BU62s/s1600-h/obar3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 302px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SaKDcmt-D2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/Qrqnk6BU62s/s320/obar3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305947838448799586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Happy SEXY Birthday DONNA SIM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting my baby brother who turns 11 today! Happy Birthday Brandon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4950782594407349711?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4950782594407349711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4950782594407349711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4950782594407349711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4950782594407349711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-sexy-donna-sim-i-you.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SaKDcmt-D2I/AAAAAAAAA5A/Qrqnk6BU62s/s72-c/obar3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-7834970022298848741</id><published>2009-02-22T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:08:44.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;School's out but i find myself busier than ever, how strange. Vday was spent with my lovelies ice-skating in the day, very random i know and i think i must have freaked everyone out with my constant screams. Fell 3x on my butt and once on my knees. Ouch. And then it was dinner buffet at park royal hotel. Thank you the sweet one for your treat and gift, totally love it and thinking of the buffet makes me hungry now :( Will upload pictures in the next post!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm utterly disappointed at myself and have been doing some serious reflections on my life. How could i? I am sorry love. I promise i will, this time i'm sure. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7834970022298848741?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7834970022298848741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7834970022298848741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7834970022298848741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7834970022298848741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/schools-out-but-i-find-myself-busier.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-1425395328385949663</id><published>2009-02-19T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:11:56.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I find myself running back to you, over and over again. If only you knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-1425395328385949663?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1425395328385949663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1425395328385949663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1425395328385949663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1425395328385949663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-find-myself-running-back-to-you-over.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-5007043765129192510</id><published>2009-02-11T08:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T08:40:34.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Last day of school tomorrow! I dont exactly know how/what to feel. Just give me an A for my major project please. kthxbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5007043765129192510?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5007043765129192510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5007043765129192510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5007043765129192510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5007043765129192510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-day-of-school-tomorrow-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-6965826023830983726</id><published>2009-02-10T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T09:28:08.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Shut up, stop whining and get a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish i can say this into some people's face right now. Somehow i think this is such a kickass approach to getting screwed. hehe anyway i am sick. Yes, what's new? It's strange though cos my immune system was never this cra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ppy. And presentation's on thursday. What great timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, i think the airport is such a sad plac&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;e. I've sent two people off in just a week. Aww :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SZG4SMSba9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/nquI5xdsD_c/s1600-h/charlenepearlyl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SZG4SMSba9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/nquI5xdsD_c/s320/charlenepearlyl.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301220859067460562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SZG4bXP9gVI/AAAAAAAAA44/r2ZskhJSZ64/s1600-h/P1080905-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SZG4bXP9gVI/AAAAAAAAA44/r2ZskhJSZ64/s320/P1080905-.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301221016628724050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-6965826023830983726?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6965826023830983726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6965826023830983726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6965826023830983726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6965826023830983726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/shut-up-stop-whining-and-get-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SZG4SMSba9I/AAAAAAAAA4w/nquI5xdsD_c/s72-c/charlenepearlyl.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-8144921292988928934</id><published>2009-02-08T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:12:17.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I have trouble sleeping before 4am now thanks to the late nights chiong-ing my major project. I'm in deep shit because i need to wake up at 8am later and plus there's a long day ahead of me. I think i need diazepam. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8144921292988928934?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8144921292988928934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8144921292988928934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8144921292988928934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8144921292988928934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-have-trouble-sleeping-before-4am-now.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8956899364188662878</id><published>2009-02-06T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T12:31:10.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I realised i've not been blogging much with pictures. Well, most are on facebook anyway heehee. I dont seem to have much inspiration today so i shall keep it short and sweet. Well i've been sitting in front of my lappie for hours trying to rush out my poster for the presentation next week. Thank god for cheetos and pokka milk tea. Anyway i cannot seem to comprehend some people. It puzzles me why you're acting like that. Okay we'll leave that to another day, gonna crash now. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8956899364188662878?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8956899364188662878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8956899364188662878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8956899364188662878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8956899364188662878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-realised-ive-not-been-blogging-much.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3043659904331401331</id><published>2009-02-03T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T09:31:17.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Attachment's over. School's been a whirlwind affair. Can't believe i'm just left with my presentation next week and i'll be done with school, forever! Okay, maybe not, but at least uni's like 6 months away? Hurhur. I've given some thoughts to flying but i dont really wanna stop studying sooooo we shall see. CNY back home was awesome, i ate a hell lot, got tonnes of angpaos in ringgit so it's kinda depressing and i miss my parents already :( They are coming over in march yay!! On a random note, Gen just reminded me that vday's coming soon. It doesnt seem to bother me that much though, i wonder why. Oh and i had high tea buffet today at gourmet carousel which was super duper awesome. Their strawberry shortcake and durian prata's the besttt. Go try!! Hmm it's mummy's birthday tomorrow! Happy birthday to the queen and i love you truckloads mummy! muahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3043659904331401331?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3043659904331401331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3043659904331401331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3043659904331401331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3043659904331401331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/02/attachments-over.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4815670888099954911</id><published>2009-01-30T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:29:57.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am so effing pissed i can eat a cow now, seriously. I dont usually go to the extremes of my emotions but with the stress piling up thanks to my final year project, it's hard not to. Major bitch fit #%&amp;amp;!#%W$#!*&amp;amp;@ Urgh, i cannot stand it when people take me for granted. To C, please stop showing me attitude as and when you like because i'm not your punching bag ok? I've tolerated enough of your lies and everytime i forgive, just because i thought you'd change, but NO. Stop being so fickle minded as well and make up your mind, cos the world doesnt just revolve around you tyvm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4815670888099954911?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4815670888099954911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4815670888099954911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4815670888099954911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4815670888099954911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-so-effing-pissed-i-can-eat-cow-now.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-349684167859904656</id><published>2009-01-19T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T07:28:12.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My essay is driving me nuts. Half a day's gone and i'm only at the 1499th word because while trying so hard not to get distracted, i ended up playing bingo and reading fabulosity by kimora lee simmons. 1001 more words. Way to go babe. I wish i can just forget about everything and watch breakfast at tiffany's. I finally got hold of the dvd from gramophone after so long yay!! Yes mayy, i think we're both suckers for old school romances =D Uhh i'm done with my CNY shopping too thank you the handsome one for being so patient with me and carrying my shopping bags lol oh btw, i watched red cliff 2 after much persuasion from him. haha i think i yawned at least 20x while in the movies. Sorry, i think i was just too tired. HEHE i want to watch changeling, anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-349684167859904656?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/349684167859904656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=349684167859904656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/349684167859904656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/349684167859904656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-essay-is-driving-me-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3066124700965102632</id><published>2009-01-13T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:40:12.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you're just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have you... The one who turns to his friends and says, 'that's her.'”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, this got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3066124700965102632?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3066124700965102632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3066124700965102632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3066124700965102632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3066124700965102632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/01/find-guy-who-calls-you-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-1122670960029572802</id><published>2009-01-09T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:26:45.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hello cupcakes! Am finally done with my SGH presentation and NAPFA! :) I freaked out on the day of presentation because i'm so not used to having to speak in front of people i dont know but everything went well in the end. I am having very bad muscle aches now because of 2.4 :( Someone give me a massage please? haha anyway i'm glad this week of hell is finally over, it's time to party! Speaking of which, sissy is back in kuching and i miss her already, aww. Alright here are some overdued pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New year's eve with my homeys. No daddy and mummy though like how it used to be though. Annoying sissy made us drive around till we almost got lost. Not much pictures taken though cos everywhere was so dark and i hate flash. It makes me look more sickly than i already do. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290794263454451506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWytWczghzI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/CbPTrb_rqXw/s320/nye11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290791592337434050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWyq6-HlZcI/AAAAAAAAA14/XplrlPcS3KY/s320/nye7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290793097803887218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWysSmawcnI/AAAAAAAAA2I/K_c8Bcha-5g/s320/nye10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804051947524818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWy2QNyHktI/AAAAAAAAA34/ZUIgCCfOFKw/s320/nye4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zg's birthday dinner at kenny rogers! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290795364634038962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWyuWjBLkrI/AAAAAAAAA2g/2QQ1rrJ3jtw/s320/zgbday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290795750253884946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWyus_kHdhI/AAAAAAAAA2o/90WA58GsNxw/s320/zgbday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping with my darling per! Oh my goodness i miss her soooo much and words cant tell how much i love her! Thank you for the presents :D We got tired and headed to canele for earl grey icecream which was super awesome! I'm kinda sick of macarons so no macarons that day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290797681107055426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWywdYjYs0I/AAAAAAAAA24/jPrGtZEU_7Q/s320/charcanele.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290796695204400850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWyvj_x4DtI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Bp7ZmptTVo8/s320/perchar4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290797869174381442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWywoVKIW4I/AAAAAAAAA3A/hO8uJqIikkI/s320/perchar5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potluck gathering in church with all the RCIA peeps. As you can see, Chris just loves spoiling our pictures. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290798937017572994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWyxmfLyXoI/AAAAAAAAA3I/O7rHOdCexcs/s320/potluck.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290799302352196530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWyx7wKWU7I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/Ght2yPb5gIQ/s320/P1080296.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290804880602383826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWy3Acw1RdI/AAAAAAAAA4A/hg34MEF65VY/s320/P1080290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290801471213431378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWyz5_zKalI/AAAAAAAAA3w/364LXoUMwSI/s320/potluck3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Did i mention that i cant wait for CNY where i can put on my sexy cheongsum and hot red stilettoes? 2 more weeks to go before i'm leaving on a jet plane :D Lots of love from me to youuuu!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-1122670960029572802?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1122670960029572802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1122670960029572802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1122670960029572802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1122670960029572802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-cupcakes-am-finally-done-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWytWczghzI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/CbPTrb_rqXw/s72-c/nye11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-8863529457565339425</id><published>2009-01-01T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T15:47:23.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 in a nutshell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honestly i dont quite remember much that happened in the beginning of the year. My memory's failing me. So in January, my dearest sister joined me on this sunny little island . I remembered mugging like mad in February. Then came the holidays in march where i moved in with my guardian. Worked my ass off in April and fell super duper sick, with God touching my life once again. Met superman in May and he really has red hot undies lol. June saw me partying a little too hard. July was the month for late night supper and movies. School and exams drove me in crazy in August. September was spent in kuching and then came the start of my attachment. October was pure work and no fun. Brad Pitt called me up in November lol. December was a little too short, with xmas and party party party!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's definitely much more to these and 2008 has been one hell of a lovely ride. The friends i met, the fun i had, the challenges i came across and most importantly, the people's lives i have touched in one way or another. I certainly hope 2009 will be an even more exciting year with my graduation, and let it be a year for me to learn how to open my heart, love unconditionally, give generously and continue with my mission of saving the world :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8863529457565339425?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8863529457565339425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8863529457565339425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8863529457565339425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8863529457565339425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-2008-in-nutshell.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-25206352673016116</id><published>2008-12-30T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T15:52:09.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sakae buffet and manicure+pedicure for the new year with my dearest pearl today. We took so much food and almost died finishing them(she's the greedy one, not me!) i think i wont touch buffet for at least a year. So much to catch up with her and it's ironic how we are closely linked to two different people with the same name. Babe if you're reading this, i miss you already! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288573938443785746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWTJ-hlUlhI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/KnXRKEBlgyA/s320/pearlchar.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288574715966054466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWTKryFE4EI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/kR1GTSv36XY/s320/pearlme2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then it was dinner with my lovely gf who's back from aussie land. Thank you for the pretty dress plus tons of chocolates! We never fail to get excited when talking about someone, right babe? How sad we only got to meet up once this time. But i know you'll always be there though you're miles away. love you! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288577944022534706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWTNnrhtyjI/AAAAAAAAA1g/5eYEdb950Ns/s320/mayychar2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578224471208562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWTN4AR48nI/AAAAAAAAA1o/i2gOGRTL0VI/s320/mayychar3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288580906250628562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWTQUGr7bdI/AAAAAAAAA1w/HMhccWOYPRw/s320/mayychar4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's so much things to do :( Campus discussion this Saturday. SGH presentation and Napfa next week! Sigh. 2008 is coming to an end, too soon. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to self: Think.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-25206352673016116?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/25206352673016116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=25206352673016116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/25206352673016116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/25206352673016116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/12/sakae-buffet-and-manicurepedicure.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWTJ-hlUlhI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/KnXRKEBlgyA/s72-c/pearlchar.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-1228514030373442139</id><published>2008-12-28T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T09:18:06.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i had one of the best xmas ever. With a splendid dinner on xmas eve as well as midnight mass, no partying or anything of that sort :) And then there was xmas cum new year eve's party at the girlfriend's place. Love the food and company! So here goes...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287850700954602562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI4Mj-zDEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/RmiYfW2VS6s/s320/P1080119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287856981522299634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI96I60uvI/AAAAAAAAA1I/6QrDNjtWYKo/s320/P1080148-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287853183403076802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI6dD0orMI/AAAAAAAAA0g/JXb4DxJfTn8/s320/donniehouseparty2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287855150459428578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI8PjranuI/AAAAAAAAA0o/jvFfaOpPDrY/s320/DEC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287855653764716370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI8s2ov11I/AAAAAAAAA0w/o7qEHd4fphc/s320/P1080136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287855975129810130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI8_j0KBNI/AAAAAAAAA04/8RCiEipz3Uc/s320/P1080153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287856108811968034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI9HV0d3iI/AAAAAAAAA1A/kry09YGe5aI/s320/chui-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xoxo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-1228514030373442139?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1228514030373442139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1228514030373442139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1228514030373442139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1228514030373442139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-everyone-so-i-had-one.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SWI4Mj-zDEI/AAAAAAAAA0I/RmiYfW2VS6s/s72-c/P1080119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-1204533301354574606</id><published>2008-12-24T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:06:05.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SVKH8Pu5vXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/UftBrJi4o2s/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283434781944167794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SVKH8Pu5vXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/UftBrJi4o2s/s320/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Xmas in advance lovelies! I'm really excited for tonight's dinner and midnight mass later i'm humming on the christmas carols already, hurhur. A proper post tomorrow! :)&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/30336576-1204533301354574606?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1204533301354574606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1204533301354574606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1204533301354574606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1204533301354574606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas-in-advance-lovelies-im.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SVKH8Pu5vXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/UftBrJi4o2s/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-3785723960152565290</id><published>2008-12-22T09:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T11:02:56.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm in a pretty bad mood today and with all the datelines coming up, my thoughts seem to be rather incoherent so pardon me. Xmas is in 3 days and i already got my first gift like today, yayy :) I managed to get my xmas dress last week so that's one less thing to worry about haha but the presents' list seems neverending. Cant wait to exchange presents with everyone! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl's birthday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282673370917820786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_TcSn42XI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/FVRkuKRL7S8/s320/Photo0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282673848084152338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_T4ENNQBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/bW_O5vil3S8/s320/Photo0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Green Fairie House Party!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282680254785763074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_Zs_B5twI/AAAAAAAAAzg/oGV0SqFPfpQ/s320/houseparty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282688968470520882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_hoMCPZDI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8EXZnHZ2Ng4/s320/houseparty8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner with the gang plus pretty xmas trees and horse carriages :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282675168891448402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_VE8mNLFI/AAAAAAAAAyo/WeKPYQ5PlZA/s320/Photo0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282675575169994914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_VcmGj0KI/AAAAAAAAAyw/vxCjbNg-YbE/s320/Photo0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282677025709505970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_WxByIPbI/AAAAAAAAAzA/rpe5kH4Tlsc/s320/Photo0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282677894052404066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_XjknNW2I/AAAAAAAAAzI/jdj6cMOYkCg/s320/Photo0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shopping &amp;amp; dinner at Palais Renaissance PS cafe. Love the place totally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282679366936778274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_Y5TiNViI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/DbxEcGxchFA/s320/Photo0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282679994386756546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_Zd098M8I/AAAAAAAAAzY/9JrSMAiIMkg/s320/Photo0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, i wish i can stop putting on a strong front because deep inside, i know i'm not okay. You'll be with me, wont you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3785723960152565290?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3785723960152565290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3785723960152565290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3785723960152565290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3785723960152565290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-in-pretty-bad-mood-today-and-with.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SU_TcSn42XI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/FVRkuKRL7S8/s72-c/Photo0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-3209836537977669505</id><published>2008-12-19T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:57:28.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I am down with a cold and sorethroat, yet again. I foresee myself getting a fever in no time and wasting my weekends in bed. This is the 100000th time i'm falling sick ever since i started work. The hospital is really a bad place to work at :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3209836537977669505?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3209836537977669505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3209836537977669505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3209836537977669505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3209836537977669505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-down-with-cold-and-sorethroat-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8319012799627367386</id><published>2008-12-14T06:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T08:41:05.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;There's this justified kinda exhaustion. I'm appreciating my attachment quite a fair bit. It's been interesting so far. But it does take away alot of free time. I dont get to sleep and go out as and when i like. People at work are awesome though, esp jj, jay, calvin, matt, jo, zx, Love you guys! So daddy and mummy dropped by again last week on the way back from aussie. I have the best daddy on earth but i think i take him for granted at times :( He pampers us alot, he made breakfast for me every morning and brings us to whatever restaurants we want to go so you can guess how fat i am now. And yay, daddy got me a new phone too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last friday was dada's birthday chalet and it was like a mini pharmacy gathering. Happy birthday my dear! Was at the standard chartered marathon on sunday to support father bosco and also kr and jay! Met alot of random people too. Me and donnie, feeling very motivated, are going to join the marathon next year haha &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279668822976943122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SUUm0lU-1BI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Nn0QHCh1aeE/s320/marathon5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279672262197577410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SUUp8xbFBsI/AAAAAAAAAyI/QL8CgieUHKs/s320/standardchartered.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrated cheryl's birthday this week, we were at swissotel and the whole place feels rather magical with the xmas trees and gingerbread house :) Happy 21st babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;House party at gen's place yesterday and it was awesome. Love the food and company :) Okay shall upload pics another day! I'm having the pre-monday blues syndrome, hurhur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8319012799627367386?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8319012799627367386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8319012799627367386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8319012799627367386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8319012799627367386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-this-justified-kinda-exhaustion.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SUUm0lU-1BI/AAAAAAAAAyA/Nn0QHCh1aeE/s72-c/marathon5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-5403277555944715529</id><published>2008-12-02T07:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T07:37:46.918-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Do you realise we spend half of our lives hoping and waiting?&lt;br /&gt; Will we ever stop?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5403277555944715529?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5403277555944715529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5403277555944715529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5403277555944715529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5403277555944715529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/12/do-you-realise-we-spend-half-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3068210807664394813</id><published>2008-11-27T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:50:45.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;WILL YOU BE MY HERO?&lt;/span&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/30336576-3068210807664394813?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3068210807664394813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3068210807664394813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3068210807664394813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3068210807664394813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/will-you-be-my-hero.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-2857321344974489046</id><published>2008-11-22T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T09:02:00.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Daddy, mummy and lil brother are dropping by tomorrow before flying off to perth on wed! Very happy! I've not seen daddy since June and i really miss him. So, i had sushi twice this week! Chomp chomp-ed yesterday before chilling out at serangoon gardens country club. I realised i binge alot when i'm upset. It cheers me up, for that little while and i'll sink back to reality again. Why is it that people are always taking things for granted? I hope they learn, cos i've learnt it the hard way. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-2857321344974489046?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/2857321344974489046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=2857321344974489046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2857321344974489046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2857321344974489046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/daddy-mummy-and-lil-bro-is-dropping-by.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8182379584273854522</id><published>2008-11-17T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T08:08:05.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ouch. Last week has been a crazy week, sending my emotions on a rollercoaster ride. I teared and laughed so much it's funny thinking about it. Tuesday was pre-birthday celebration dinner for rahh. Happy 20th darling i hope you like the dinner plus your present! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBIEFVHcMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xDj7O9AfNDY/s1600-h/rahsbday6.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269290799010902210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBIEFVHcMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xDj7O9AfNDY/s320/rahsbday6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269289935102666402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBHRzBV5qI/AAAAAAAAAvg/goLEk2zgYSo/s320/rahsbday2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBJz8X4PKI/AAAAAAAAAwA/mrxyNzb5Z-U/s1600-h/rahsbday15.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269292720751918242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBJz8X4PKI/AAAAAAAAAwA/mrxyNzb5Z-U/s320/rahsbday15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269292122215738274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBJRGpu66I/AAAAAAAAAv4/foOTYq41mIk/s320/rahsbday14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269293550467842466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBKkPTkgaI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/MuWQcHCDrZ8/s320/rahsbday.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269293077356417042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBKIs1BEBI/AAAAAAAAAwI/T8OCUr2f05g/s320/rahsbday17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weds was manhattan's with pat baby. Had seafood platter as usual and it never fails to make me happy! We were struggling to finish the food though haha stayed over at her house that night and we drove out to chill before getting home at 2. The next day is when all the trouble came.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBMTzilzCI/AAAAAAAAAwg/aZ-92giItKM/s1600-h/patcharmfm2.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269295467159997474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBMTzilzCI/AAAAAAAAAwg/aZ-92giItKM/s320/patcharmfm2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269294937504406130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBL0-a22nI/AAAAAAAAAwY/OlJR--gC1JI/s320/P1060651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBN-aiH1RI/AAAAAAAAAww/JV26S95vYyM/s1600-h/patcharst9.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269297298693149970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBN-aiH1RI/AAAAAAAAAww/JV26S95vYyM/s320/patcharst9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269296785180626610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBNghjMjrI/AAAAAAAAAwo/n7-r-P8XmeU/s320/patcharst8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBPYodKtgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Lj_PuFkjF9U/s1600-h/patshome.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298848618690050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 347px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBPYodKtgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/Lj_PuFkjF9U/s320/patshome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269298391094689810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBO-AC8gBI/AAAAAAAAAw4/l9s5-NVLH9I/s320/charstjames.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i got onto the wrong bus to work from pat's place and i realised it like 5 mins before work started, so smart of me. So being very kanchiong now, i got down the bus and happily left my wallet on the bus!! I realised that my wallet was missing only when i boarded the cab. oh my gosh tears came rolling down i was so upset cos i got my paris hilton wallet only last week :( So i was obviously late for work but my supervisor was so nice and all. Anyway, i found my wallet but all my money's gone. The great one, being nice and all drove me all the way to jurong east just to get my wallet back and we headed to tcc for dinner after that. The freaky thing is my sis lost the paris hilton wallet i got for her on the same day but thank god she found hers back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday was dinner gen and ben! Dinner at nydc, their baked rice spells a-w-e-s-o-m-e so i'm a happy girl :) Have a safe trip babe and i hope everything's gonna be alright. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBRb0Zg84I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/yWGumRRdgvE/s1600-h/charnydc.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269301102387458946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBRb0Zg84I/AAAAAAAAAxQ/yWGumRRdgvE/s320/charnydc.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269301845781367922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBSHFwbzHI/AAAAAAAAAxY/pHoR1w5BPaw/s320/chargennydc6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBUv4lh8qI/AAAAAAAAAxo/xHnbq_Wu1ig/s1600-h/chargennydc5.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269304745643864738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBUv4lh8qI/AAAAAAAAAxo/xHnbq_Wu1ig/s320/chargennydc5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269303148135468290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBTS5Z2TQI/AAAAAAAAAxg/fSbv9csdp8A/s320/chargenorchard2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Satuday was lloyd's pre-birthday celebration at mind's cafe! We had one hell of a time there it's been long since we played silly games like these. Hope you like your birthday surprise! :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was church and sakae for dinner cos i had cravings for sushi. Gosh i gotta stop binging on food. I feel fat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i realised i've not uploaded pictures of halloween, sk's birthday etc. So many things to do! Work's really eating me up. 9 more weeks to go so yay! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8182379584273854522?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8182379584273854522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8182379584273854522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8182379584273854522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8182379584273854522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/ouch_16.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SSBIEFVHcMI/AAAAAAAAAvo/xDj7O9AfNDY/s72-c/rahsbday6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-2024768759214382410</id><published>2008-11-14T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:04:18.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired of being your next best alternative.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-2024768759214382410?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/2024768759214382410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=2024768759214382410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2024768759214382410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2024768759214382410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-tired-of-being-your-next-best.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4872568359970929103</id><published>2008-11-13T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T09:23:35.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SR8FicJ6v3I/AAAAAAAAAvY/K1g_fB36RDQ/s1600-h/xmasbaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SR8FicJ6v3I/AAAAAAAAAvY/K1g_fB36RDQ/s320/xmasbaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268936178278252402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xmas is coming, and i'm really excited :) i wonder if i'm going to spend it with someone special this year. the thought of santa, presents, candycanes and logcakes is making me smile to myself. cant wait can wait! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4872568359970929103?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4872568359970929103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4872568359970929103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4872568359970929103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4872568359970929103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/xmas-is-coming-and-im-really-excited-i_13.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SR8FicJ6v3I/AAAAAAAAAvY/K1g_fB36RDQ/s72-c/xmasbaby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-6180205994068199112</id><published>2008-11-09T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T08:51:26.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wheee! Another eventful week for me. New department this week and it's been pretty fun so far :) Jon was not as bad as i thought him to be. I gotta stop being so judgemental, hur hur. And so last week was HALLOWEEN! I told myself to stay at home to rush my project but i couldnt resist the temptation anyhow. It was dbl O with the sexy ones and besides the bad crowd, everything else was lovely, especially laughing at the very imaginative costumes some people can come up with. Got home at 4 and was up by 8 for campus discussion in school. Church with donnie and then ran home to sleep before going for sk's bday celebration. Met the sexy one in town while the rest went for supper. Went home at 4am again. You can imagine how many hours of sleep i get everyday, but these people make me sane. I love you guys, really. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This week was busy as hell too. Brad pitt(HAHAHA)came to fetch me from work on friday and we had crystal jade for dinner. I loveeeee the crystal jade at paragon, it's so high class and cosy and everything. Thank you sweets :) Retail therapy with patty on saturday, did my hair extensions again! before going for CNG gathering at aloha chalet. Love the food and people! My favourite boy antoine never fails to make smileeee (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday was church and then popeyes!! before heading to town again for shopping and dinner. Thank you for everything, i really appreciate it. You know who you are :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay pictures another day. Blogger is being a pain in the ass. Goodnight pancakes! YUMYUM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-6180205994068199112?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6180205994068199112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6180205994068199112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6180205994068199112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6180205994068199112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/wheee-another-eventful-week-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-1074853480080052030</id><published>2008-11-08T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T07:46:16.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry if i have not been the best daughter, best sister, best friend, best lover that you all have wanted me to be. I really did try. Please know that I love you all the same though i'm hurting inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-1074853480080052030?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1074853480080052030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1074853480080052030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1074853480080052030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1074853480080052030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-sorry-if-i-have-not-been-best.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8497639777526749110</id><published>2008-11-05T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T07:01:40.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;dear love, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if there was only one mind i could read, it would be yours. and if there was only one other heart i could call mine, it would be yours. i love you, i know so because nothing you do can make me stop and i will always be here for you, when the sun stops shining and the world has its back against you. you're very special to me even though i cant think of a reason why you should be, and i still want you after all that you've said and done. and i hate myself for that sometimes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;x, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8497639777526749110?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8497639777526749110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8497639777526749110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8497639777526749110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8497639777526749110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/11/dear-love-if-there-was-only-one-mind-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4978984787784256383</id><published>2008-10-29T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:11:49.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"So you dont love me anymore?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Have i ever stopped?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4978984787784256383?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4978984787784256383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4978984787784256383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4978984787784256383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4978984787784256383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-you-dont-love-me-anymore-have-i-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-959305829222421772</id><published>2008-10-27T10:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T10:20:19.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It's 1am in the morning and i'm missing someone terribly :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-959305829222421772?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/959305829222421772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=959305829222421772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/959305829222421772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/959305829222421772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-1am-in-morning-and-im-missing.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-5848656819867125088</id><published>2008-10-26T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T02:45:24.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ooweee it's been an awesome week at work for me. Next week's gonna be my last week at 73 i'm so gonna miss rah and jas so badly :( Bugis-ed with rah two days in a row after work to get my eyelashes done, eat our ramly burger and drink our oreo milkshake. We do the craziest things ever! loveyoubabe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261449336078984290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQRsS3iz5GI/AAAAAAAAAuA/o89tR98uTV8/s320/rahcharr2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celebrated amanda's bday on friday. Finally got to eat at ice cream chefs, been craving for it since like forever. I think i shall hold an ice cream party maybe during xmas hawhaww. Hopped over to the cheesecake cafe after that for some cheesecake loving and then to mas ayu for my favourite mee goreng pattaya!! :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261453806445918818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQRwXE9V-mI/AAAAAAAAAuI/1v10uKd1FD4/s320/amandabday3.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQVeKXL37AI/AAAAAAAAAvI/hAPtLOZ_pVc/s1600-h/amandabday14.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261715271767813122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQVeKXL37AI/AAAAAAAAAvI/hAPtLOZ_pVc/s320/amandabday14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261454496199912514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQRw_OfgrEI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/P-68cqgzq04/s320/lynncharr.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQRyN_4--eI/AAAAAAAAAug/HJKEwSFFyZ8/s1600-h/amandabday8.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261455849489889762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQRyN_4--eI/AAAAAAAAAug/HJKEwSFFyZ8/s320/amandabday8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261455335726348482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQRxwF-NeMI/AAAAAAAAAuY/t_GD9BBy85Q/s320/amandabday7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday i had a hot date with miss patricia! We went for the lime flea before pigging out and shopping in town! Met like one hundred and one people whom i cannot even start listing their names. There was this guy who asked for our numbers and claimed that it was supposed to be a game, ya right. And there's this china woman who tapped on our shoulders and almost freaked the daylight out of me because i thought she wanted money from us but apparently she was hunting for models, how weird. Oh yesss we did our highlights lol it was quite addictive to be honest. The hairstylist was cute and he actually asked if i was mixed blood haha pat almost rofl. We went round looking for halloween costumes i was thinking of doing either the sexy frenchmaid or kinky police thing. lol omg it's so eggcitingg. Seriously, we have gone through so much together i dont know what to do w/o this girlfriend of mine :) Met up with the pasir ris gang for high school musical 3 after that! It's awesomeness! Drove to jalan kayu for our favourite prata after the movie before hitting the sack at 4am, hur hur.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VROOOOOMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261713365971231346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQVcbbij4nI/AAAAAAAAAuw/gD7ADbTeue0/s320/amandabday12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church today before lunching with chris. Came home and slept all the way cause of my cramps :( Supper again at newton circus and then rochor beancurd! :):) Got into huge trouble but i shall not mention it here though. I'm loving the weekends i wish time can stop here right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261716723202100226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQVfe2MxjAI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5P00MVa3E7s/s320/amandabday5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay need my sleep right now. Signing off with my signature hot legs hahaha toodles!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5848656819867125088?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5848656819867125088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5848656819867125088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5848656819867125088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5848656819867125088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/ooweee-its-been-awesome-week-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SQRsS3iz5GI/AAAAAAAAAuA/o89tR98uTV8/s72-c/rahcharr2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-2255786073014937707</id><published>2008-10-20T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:15:17.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPyMEDj1ZGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kqIUp3dGB60/s1600-h/bbq18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259232466164868194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPyMEDj1ZGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kqIUp3dGB60/s320/bbq18.JPG" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU BESTFRIEND!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY OUR FRIENDSHIP LAST,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WITH MANY MORE MARSHMELLOWS TO COME! :)&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/30336576-2255786073014937707?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/2255786073014937707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=2255786073014937707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2255786073014937707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2255786073014937707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-you-bestfriend-d.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPyMEDj1ZGI/AAAAAAAAAt4/kqIUp3dGB60/s72-c/bbq18.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-1029270333520010876</id><published>2008-10-18T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T10:04:40.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPoWcGlzIyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/CgDUkDuUnsA/s1600-h/surreal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258540186969776930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPoWcGlzIyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/CgDUkDuUnsA/s320/surreal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"What if Prince Charming never showed up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Would Snow White have slept in that glass coffin forever?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or would she have eventually woken up, spit out the apple, gotten a job, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a health-care package, and a baby from her local neighbourhood sperm bank?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldn't help but wonder:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;inside every confident, driven, single woman,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is there a delicate fragile princess just waiting to be saved?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Bradshaw, SATC&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/30336576-1029270333520010876?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1029270333520010876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1029270333520010876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1029270333520010876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1029270333520010876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-if-prince-charming-never-showed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPoWcGlzIyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/CgDUkDuUnsA/s72-c/surreal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-1339264312967260744</id><published>2008-10-17T09:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T09:55:33.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I hate disappointments. I hate the feeling that i cant have something that i've been working so hard and sacrificing for. You're my greatest disappointment of all. Urgh I've been so caught up with work and friends and everything else. I need some time alone. Yes, i think i shall head to the gym myself tomorow morning and maybe go for a swim after that, and then grab subway on the way home. Sounds like the perfect plan, no? And no, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm not being emo if you think i am. Gosh i hate the word emo but i cant find a better word for now. Goodnight earthlings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-1339264312967260744?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1339264312967260744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1339264312967260744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1339264312967260744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1339264312967260744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-disappointments.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-6864754264592017525</id><published>2008-10-11T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:28:39.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPAvY_pbYII/AAAAAAAAAhI/UtZzUn05iMc/s1600-h/heart-sparkler-lg.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255752871589929090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPAvY_pbYII/AAAAAAAAAhI/UtZzUn05iMc/s320/heart-sparkler-lg.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I want someone to play pretty heart-shaped sparklers with. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone, that someone who will catch me when i fall.&lt;br /&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/30336576-6864754264592017525?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6864754264592017525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6864754264592017525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6864754264592017525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6864754264592017525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-someone-to-play-pretty-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SPAvY_pbYII/AAAAAAAAAhI/UtZzUn05iMc/s72-c/heart-sparkler-lg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-3441826654020283794</id><published>2008-10-10T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:14:34.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"There will be little rubs and disappointments everywhere, and we are all apt to expect too much; but then, if one scheme of happiness fails, human nature turns to another; if the first calculation is wrong, we make a second better: &lt;em&gt;we find comfort somewhere&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Jane Austen, Mansfield Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3441826654020283794?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3441826654020283794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3441826654020283794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3441826654020283794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3441826654020283794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/there-will-be-little-rubs-and.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-2313545356544764652</id><published>2008-10-06T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:28:48.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dying inside cause I can't stand it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Make up break up can't take this madness &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We don't even really know why all I know is baby &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try and try so hard to keep our love alive &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you don't know me at this point then I highly doubt you ever will &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really need you to give me that unconditional love I used to feel &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's a mistake if we just erase it &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From our hearts and minds I know&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/30336576-2313545356544764652?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/2313545356544764652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=2313545356544764652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2313545356544764652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2313545356544764652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/dying-inside-cause-i-cant-stand-it-make.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-5237571879470784764</id><published>2008-10-03T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:29:35.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZkfiiDsvI/AAAAAAAAAgI/gsuO_0bYHfY/s1600-h/charcheryldajas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252996508382638834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZkfiiDsvI/AAAAAAAAAgI/gsuO_0bYHfY/s320/charcheryldajas.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hellooo pancakes! Time flies it's been a month since i started my attachment hur hur. People like them keep me sane during work, love to cheryl, dada and jaslyn! And not forgetting jj who waits for me after work everyday and carry my ginormous book for me cos it is so heavy. Everyone has been awesome to me i think i'm superbly blessed :) Tuesday was RCIA and we went through the rite of minor exorcism which saw me crying throughout the whole process. Thank you donna,per and chris for the comforting and reassuring hugs! Was raining so heavily after church and chris, being a sweetie offered me his brollie so i wouldnt get wet though he would have gotten wet himself. I thought that was really nice of him :) I slept in on wednesday cos i was so tired! Met up with amanda and lynn baby for dinner at timbre before hanging out at clarke quay. Nicholas was entertaning me the whole night with his palm and finger reading nonsense while lynn and mandy was dancing away with this mad and hilarious guy. Almost couldnt get up for work the next day, hur hur. Today is friday so yay! Anyway here are some very blur pictures cos amanda's phone is lousy! haha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253010590681281090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZxTPLsMkI/AAAAAAAAAhA/v7gHle2JBFQ/s320/charleopardprint.JPG" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253006532048411730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZtm_mNXFI/AAAAAAAAAgo/IYfdFjEUw5M/s320/lynnchartimbre6.JPG" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252999546361936946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZnQX4w_DI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/HyG6roHrCkU/s320/lynnchartimbre.JPG" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253000025769057602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZnsR0VHUI/AAAAAAAAAgY/8WNWzszD_hE/s320/amandachartimbre.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253000905764872210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZofgDroBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/vc2AEegyqak/s320/lynnamandachartimbre.JPG" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5237571879470784764?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5237571879470784764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5237571879470784764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5237571879470784764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5237571879470784764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/hellooo-pancakes-time-flies-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SOZkfiiDsvI/AAAAAAAAAgI/gsuO_0bYHfY/s72-c/charcheryldajas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-7241851291887414677</id><published>2008-10-02T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:41:00.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Flipping through 1432 pages of the handbook on injectable drugs is making me very frustrated :( And i'm having a bad bout of rashes :(:(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7241851291887414677?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7241851291887414677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7241851291887414677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7241851291887414677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7241851291887414677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/10/flipping-through-1432-pages-of-handbook.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4203929018691236648</id><published>2008-09-28T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T05:31:51.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Waking up to a cup of earl grey and the tunes of class 95 seem like the perfect thing to do on a beautiful sunday morning. Plus the weather is awesome for tanning. Donna sim, where are you?! My bikinis have yet to seen the light of the day, hur hur. Met pearl and yl for gelare on tuesday it's been so long since i saw them! We went to mr tan's and oh gosh he looks so scrawny now it scares me. Dinner date with patricia darling on wednesday we ate at manhattan's, the seafood platter is the bomb and i'm so in love with the flame grilled prawns, haw haw. Then it was shopping spree and heart to heart talk with her on thursday :) Patty, thank you for always being there to pick me up when i fall. You're the best girlfriend anyone could ever ask for, lovelove! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am starting to plan for my 21st birthday bash next year! Any suggestions? I already have something in mind but i'll not say what yet, it's gonna be lovely, i promise! Now the only thing i need to do is to get myself a boyfriend before my birthday hahaha okay maybe i should do something like the bachelorette or an eye for a guy that sort of thing. Okay please tell me you know i'm kidding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I thought i knew you all these while, maybe i was wrong. Sometimes, people disappoint you, so much so that it hurts. Maybe it was all wrong to start with. I wish you would tell me everything i did was worth it, because i dont know how to let go, i really dont.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have never felt so &lt;em&gt;confused&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And experience such &lt;em&gt;clarity&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the same time.&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/30336576-4203929018691236648?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4203929018691236648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4203929018691236648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4203929018691236648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4203929018691236648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/09/waking-up-to-cup-of-earl-grey-and-tunes.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-528006066283887456</id><published>2008-09-26T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T09:55:05.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bad love makes you feel bad about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Good love makes you feel good most of the time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love leaves you wanting more because it is not freely given&lt;br /&gt;Good love leaves you fulfilled because it is freely given&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love inhibits you from being the best you can be&lt;br /&gt;Good love encourages, nourishes you to be the best&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love makes you lose focus&lt;br /&gt;Good love centers and inspires you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love leaves you feeling listless, jealous, insecure&lt;br /&gt;Good love makes you feel calm, secure, confident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love makes you feel abandoned, cheated, ugly&lt;br /&gt;Good love makes you feel supported, cherished, beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love leaves you feeling drained, tired, exhausted&lt;br /&gt;Good love makes you feel energetic, alive, refreshed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love tries to change you&lt;br /&gt;Good love accepts you for who you are&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad love makes you feel the world is a sorry place to live in&lt;br /&gt;Good love makes you feel the world is wonderful and lovely.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make my world go round, unknowingly :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-528006066283887456?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/528006066283887456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=528006066283887456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/528006066283887456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/528006066283887456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-love-makes-you-feel-bad-about.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-1501607271301915647</id><published>2008-09-21T08:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:45:40.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SNZnrfU0wUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/REiSO0xHMeA/s1600-h/natcharcny2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248496412587770178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SNZnrfU0wUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/REiSO0xHMeA/s320/natcharcny2.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found this picture of mine taken during chinese new year this year! There are a few more which i modelled for my uncle's portfolio but i think i look fat in them. My relatives thought my sister and i look really classy lol what do you think? I miss miss miss kuching! I look forward to chinese new year every year because we have so many people to visit we cant finish doing so within a span of four days that i'm back there. Hur hur enough of cny. Cant wait for next year's!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honey honey, how you thrill me, ah, honey honey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Honey honey, nearly kill me, ah, honey honey.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'd heard about you before, i wanted to know some more.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now i know what they mean, you're a love machine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, you make me dizzy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stick to you boy, you'll never get rid of me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's no other place in this world where i rather would be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are :) Thank you for watching this silly movie with me even though you didnt like it. I still think it's awesomeee. lovelove!&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/30336576-1501607271301915647?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1501607271301915647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1501607271301915647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1501607271301915647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1501607271301915647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-found-this-picture-of-mine-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SNZnrfU0wUI/AAAAAAAAAgA/REiSO0xHMeA/s72-c/natcharcny2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-4816997771096173753</id><published>2008-09-17T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:54:45.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Guess who i saw at work yesterday? I wouldnt even say it's a surprise, because a surprise is supposed to be something good? I have no idea year one nursing students are attached to the hospitals as well. Oh stop staring at me as if i'm some celebrity because it really annoys the shit out of me. You're so hideous looking it kills for me to even take a second look at you. And dont forget, you're just some dumbass nursing student in some awful looking uniform doing all the shit work, yes literally shit. By the way, i accidentally heard your friend's comment about me being so sexy. Why thank you! I'll take that as a compliment then. I hope your boyfriend still reads my blog cos i'm sure he'll find this really interesting. I cannot be bothered if you're suffering from an inferiority complex, so please leave me out of your business. Perhaps you can go read up on some grooming books like what you did previously. I think reading them the second time would help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4816997771096173753?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4816997771096173753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4816997771096173753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4816997771096173753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4816997771096173753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/09/guess-who-i-saw-at-work-yesterday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8100567786453850316</id><published>2008-09-15T09:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:40:52.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Work's been rather exciting because i have really cute and funny colleagues! I'm handling it better now though i know i was so whiny last week. I miss everyoneeee. I hardly get to see all of them anymore :( I miss donna. I miss patricia. I miss lynn. I miss yvonne. I miss joyce. I miss alison. I miss genevieve. I miss all the familiar faces in school :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8100567786453850316?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8100567786453850316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8100567786453850316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8100567786453850316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8100567786453850316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/09/works-been-rather-exciting-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-2163272893343885620</id><published>2008-09-10T09:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:37:29.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I cut myself at work today. I have no mood to blog cos my finger hurts. And i miss you pearl :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note to self: THINK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-2163272893343885620?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/2163272893343885620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=2163272893343885620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2163272893343885620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2163272893343885620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-feeling-nostalgic.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-602961591754923822</id><published>2008-09-02T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T06:26:01.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want you to come back and carry me home&lt;br /&gt;Away from this long lonely nights&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for you, are you feeling it too&lt;br /&gt;Does the feeling seem oh so right&lt;br /&gt;And what would you say if I called on you now&lt;br /&gt;And said that I can't hold on&lt;br /&gt;There's no easy way, it gets harder each day&lt;br /&gt;Please love me or I'll be gone, I'll be gone&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/30336576-602961591754923822?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/602961591754923822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=602961591754923822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/602961591754923822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/602961591754923822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-you-to-come-back-and-carry-me.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-1434428486026749207</id><published>2008-08-30T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:31:14.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A few more hours before i'm flying off! I'll be waking up to kolo mee and laksa for a week so yippee yay! I think it's time for me to ponder about what i really want, been trying to run away from reality all these while. Uhh i'm gonna miss everyone, promise! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-1434428486026749207?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/1434428486026749207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=1434428486026749207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1434428486026749207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/1434428486026749207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/few-more-hours-before-im-flying-off-ill.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4641538545068465527</id><published>2008-08-25T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T07:03:04.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SLKWAhRgzzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Clqy77Dw4q4/s1600-h/charbored.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238414252261297970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SLKWAhRgzzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Clqy77Dw4q4/s320/charbored.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gah. This is what happens when boredom gets the better out of me. Must be the result of staying home too much. And you must be thinking i've been studying so damn hard for tomorrow's paper but apparently that's not the case.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thursday: Came home from GMP paper. Sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday: Bought breakfast for my favourite boy and accompanied him to work! Came home and sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday: Horrible cramps the whole day which gave me the excuse to sleep. Attempted to study but failed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday: Woke up early to a cup of earl grey and then to church and then to lunch and then home to sleep. Attempted to study again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today i woke up to macs breakfast with my sick baby sister. Cannot go to school but can eat macs breakfast? Haha studied like some kanchiong spider because i just realised i have less than 24 hours left. I missss my favourite boy! Where are youuuuu! :( I'm flying off this sunday, gonna miss everyone! hur hur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm crazily craving for ben&amp;amp;jerrys strawberry cheesecake icecream!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&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/30336576-4641538545068465527?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4641538545068465527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4641538545068465527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4641538545068465527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4641538545068465527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SLKWAhRgzzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Clqy77Dw4q4/s72-c/charbored.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-3898632880026001200</id><published>2008-08-23T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T09:34:31.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SLA21mCnDDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/w4QWatjA-DI/s1600-h/baby+chanel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237746661004348466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SLA21mCnDDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/w4QWatjA-DI/s320/baby+chanel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aww, this is so darn cute! My baby girl shall carry chanel in future too hahaha&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had a long chat with mayy darling today. She never fails to make me laugh with everything she says! I HEART YOU and please bring lumpy back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLENEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;HAS THE BIMBONESS OF THE HAIR AND booBS GOT TO UR HEAD!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I NEED SHOPPING TOO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY MAXI DRESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHITS I SHLD HAVE BOT ONE FOR U TOO! NO WAIT UR boobs! BABE SINCE WHEN UR boobs became so BIG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;GOSH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;mayy wanna go home to hug cookie and see her marc jacobs bag. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT PICTURE WAS LIKE WHOOSH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And people, that is mayy for you :))&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3898632880026001200?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3898632880026001200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3898632880026001200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3898632880026001200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3898632880026001200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/aww-this-is-so-darn-cute-my-baby-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SLA21mCnDDI/AAAAAAAAAfo/w4QWatjA-DI/s72-c/baby+chanel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-7746178092284097413</id><published>2008-08-18T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:29:07.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SKrq_bIL1QI/AAAAAAAAAfg/R8ZDgWQ6Spw/s1600-h/ced2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236255892106368258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SKrq_bIL1QI/AAAAAAAAAfg/R8ZDgWQ6Spw/s320/ced2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY SEXY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you loveee the surprise, presents and most importantly, US! :)) I'm glad my plans went well and your expression when you saw us was priceless i swear! Everytime the whole incident replays on my mind, i cant help but laugh to myself! okay i'm not nutcase. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you KR for making this possible! I know you dont read my blog but thanks for being such a sweetie!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you uncle francis, per and von darling who were ever so encouraging and lovely. hugs and kisses!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7746178092284097413?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7746178092284097413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7746178092284097413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7746178092284097413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7746178092284097413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-23rd-birthday-sexy-i-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SKrq_bIL1QI/AAAAAAAAAfg/R8ZDgWQ6Spw/s72-c/ced2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-779702212728727512</id><published>2008-08-16T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T05:16:15.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SKbBwJkeevI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qKHPO0VBeDU/s1600-h/charlenesk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235084649811573490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SKbBwJkeevI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qKHPO0VBeDU/s320/charlenesk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With the army boy! Okay, emphasis on my hair though! haha pretty pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two more weeks and i'll be done with exams! 3 papers over 2 weeks sounds pretty awesome to me :) And after that i'm done studying for my whole poly life! Ooweeee! Then i'll be off in a jet plane. Need a break from this crazy world. Too much judging, too much hurting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-779702212728727512?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/779702212728727512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=779702212728727512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/779702212728727512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/779702212728727512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/with-army-boy-okay-emphasis-on-my-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SKbBwJkeevI/AAAAAAAAAfY/qKHPO0VBeDU/s72-c/charlenesk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-4746713318300707759</id><published>2008-08-14T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T11:43:01.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today, when ally saw me in school...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ally: DARLING! I have a present for you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Char: OMG! Something for me??! *GRINS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Waves sex &amp;amp; the city season 1-3 in front of me*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Char: *SQUEALS* x10000 like nobody's business&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can imagine the stare. Dont i have the sweetest friends on earth? hahaha i love you ally! And not forgetting joyce toooo. They keep me sane in school. PA practical test and GMP presentation are over! :))Anyway our girlie talk today was hilarious. As usual, it was the anything-under-the-sun kind of talk. Oh, by the way, if you dont already know, i cannot stand people who lie, for whatever reason they must. The trust that took so long to built, is somehow destroyed in your own hands. Go figure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4746713318300707759?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4746713318300707759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4746713318300707759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4746713318300707759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4746713318300707759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-when-ally-saw-me-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-9022295599413280211</id><published>2008-08-13T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T03:35:58.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Have you actually wondered if you'll ever run out of tears? Like you cried so hard, you realised there's nothing flowing anymore. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm feeling terrible and it's really not okay. I've been so jaded the past few days. I guess everything was just bottling up inside me and i had to erupt last night. It's been long since i felt this way i almost thought i was crazy. I just lost control of my tears. It's cumulative and all, the massive internal debates within me. I wish i had an answer. I wish i had someone to turn to, it's like i dont know who to find anymore. I felt like a lost sheep in need of directions. It's awful, it feels like your heart's all eaten up and there's nothing more. I wish i can go back to that comfort zone, where i know i'll be fine just because i have you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-9022295599413280211?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/9022295599413280211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=9022295599413280211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/9022295599413280211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/9022295599413280211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/have-you-actually-wondered-if-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3065133102467599477</id><published>2008-08-10T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:44:01.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SJ82LGq1XlI/AAAAAAAAAfM/10Va9I7z1ys/s1600-h/charper3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232960856424537682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SJ82LGq1XlI/AAAAAAAAAfM/10Va9I7z1ys/s320/charper3.jpg" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello PER, if you're reading this, I LOVE YOU! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3065133102467599477?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3065133102467599477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3065133102467599477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3065133102467599477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3065133102467599477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-per-if-youre-reading-this-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SJ82LGq1XlI/AAAAAAAAAfM/10Va9I7z1ys/s72-c/charper3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-7535503723292049725</id><published>2008-08-06T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T09:31:58.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Life is short, break the rules, forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh uncontrollably, and never regret anything that made you smile.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-7535503723292049725?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/7535503723292049725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=7535503723292049725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7535503723292049725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/7535503723292049725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-is-short-break-rules-forgive.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-5630592746300985979</id><published>2008-08-05T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:32:33.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;People change, we all know. I should have seen it coming, why didnt i? Guys and their stinky ego. What's with their pride and ego huh? Seriously, i dont think you love me enough to say sorry. Not many of you know what's going on but still, your care and concern are much appreciated :) Thank you lovelies! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DPP quiz tomorrow which is keeping me up all night. Mugging session at TCC turned out to be a gossiping/bitching session for me, donna, ally, joyce and sh! What's new? haha met ben who's working at mrs fields and he gave us truckloads of cookies and brownies! He's such a sweetie i swear :) I'm addicted to their cookie and brownie nibblers, i think they are much better than famous amos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interview at Sanofi Aventis this Thursday. Wish me luck! I'm not even bothered about it it's worrying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss daddy, mummy and brandon :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, back to mugging! A proper post soon, promise!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-5630592746300985979?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/5630592746300985979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=5630592746300985979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5630592746300985979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/5630592746300985979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/08/people-change-we-all-know.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-469413119958935628</id><published>2008-08-01T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T00:58:12.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sorry for the disappearing act. Life goes on as usual, while i'm trying to pick up the pieces, and put them back together. Till today, i still dont understand what went wrong. Trying to be the best friend to one and the best girl to another, but at the end of the day, it's all the same. Maybe i tried too hard, just maybe, i dont know. I only knew i've done all i could. All the small little things and big ones, things i've never done for anyone but you. Maybe everything we shared was just so insignificant, cause you would rather hold the grudge against me for the small things that went wrong and i wouldnt even think it's my fault :( I'm upset, cause i felt like a toy to you. I'm never the one who would give up, and i tried all i could to hang on even though jealousy gets in the way. If only you didnt give up, because you simply dont know how much it's hurting inside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's so much things i want to tell you, so much things i would love to share with you. I guess all these would be tucked safely in my heart right now. I really just wish you'll be truly happy and that things are going well for you, especially your work and health, simply because i still care and that i'm not there to nag at you. I never knew i would be in such a mess. I guess at the end of the day, one has got to sacrifice, and i know it would be me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-469413119958935628?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/469413119958935628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=469413119958935628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/469413119958935628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/469413119958935628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/07/sorry-for-disappearing-act.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8107297292319255234</id><published>2008-07-30T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:37:53.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dont tell me you care, when you really dont. I wish i could i hate you for doing this to me, but i cant bring myself to, and i hate myself for that. Please tell me i'll stop feeling this way and that this bad day of mine will end thank you very much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8107297292319255234?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8107297292319255234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8107297292319255234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8107297292319255234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8107297292319255234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/07/dont-tell-me-you-care-when-you-really.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8391386575507361081</id><published>2008-07-18T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:10:36.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm not sure of myself, this time round. But i remembered being so sure, now what happened? I dont know how much longer can i wait. I wish i can chuck all these aside.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Urgh. I hate school for now. TGIF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8391386575507361081?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8391386575507361081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8391386575507361081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8391386575507361081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8391386575507361081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-not-sure-of-myself-this-time-round.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-8236448981669082872</id><published>2008-07-12T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:58:10.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I should curb my habit of fine dining and impulsive shopping for now because i need to save up for something special! :D Thinking about it makes me excited haha and oh yes from monday onwards, i shall make an effort not to cab to school. This is really not my fault because 518 is being a pain in the ass. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm meeting patty and joyce later, yay! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8236448981669082872?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8236448981669082872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8236448981669082872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8236448981669082872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8236448981669082872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-should-curb-my-habit-of-fine-dining.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3807226209496335744</id><published>2008-07-09T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:49:23.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today it dawned on me that life is picking up. Speeding away. Friends that I have seen idling their lives, goofing around, just letting sch life engulf them and take them along, having fun till late nights clubbing, or simply chilling, fretting about what to wear to school, about what to have for lunch. More or less half of them have pretty much stopped. They have moved on to another phase of their lives, embarking on their individual idealistic careers, recruiting into manhood(NS), already comfortably in a unbelievable dream job for some, while the rest are planning for lives ahead. No more teenagers, no more days where simply nothing had to be done and you just sit around at night and watch airplanes fly by and decide whats for supper. It's like a mixture of sad but.. just happy, for them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wondered, how do you know if someone is your soulmate? Do you go round searching for your soulmate? Or does he just appear when the time comes? Hah, sounds pretty abstract to me. But it certainly amazes me when i see old couples holding hands and walking down the malls, just enjoying each other's company :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i'm sorry for the previous emo posts, i'm alright babes thank you to all who asked! hahah life's pretty much a routine to me. I think it's school. Oh no donnie, i think i'm sinking into depression too lol NAHHHH just kidding. I shall let the pictures do the talking :) Not in chronological order, simply because i have goldfish memory.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DBLO WITH ERIC&amp;amp;RAYMOND :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221056724382807218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="212" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTrbbEAdLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UUTXtod2gUU/s320/02.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM NIGHT OUT WITH DONNIE &amp;amp; SEXY. SEXY WAS THE PHOTOGRAPHER OF THE DAY SO NO PICTURES OF HIM! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221056931590331986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTrne-IXlI/AAAAAAAAAdc/oY0yUC8tktQ/s320/P6230029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221070119442222626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHT3nHjCjiI/AAAAAAAAAe0/EgeWbuKzmwY/s320/P6230031.jpg" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOMING PRESIDENT NATHAN DAY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221053744657122962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTot-uCxpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/XwUTiB8ouck/s320/charleneproj.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221054186647252018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTpHtQs7DI/AAAAAAAAAdM/N5MIwR3DL2Y/s320/allychar2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RANDOM EHUBING SESSION WITH OUR FAVOURITE FERRERO MILKSHAKE! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062115833140882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTwVPx71pI/AAAAAAAAAeM/lS3iFfhOeA4/s320/P1050387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING SESSION AT GEN'S HOUSE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221058067659085154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTspnKB1WI/AAAAAAAAAds/kWC9KDL5y9I/s320/chargenshouse2.JPG" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221058737341640466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTtQl6yrxI/AAAAAAAAAd0/zy5aTxjoDA8/s320/donniechargenshouse2.JPG" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KRISPY KREME FROM AUSSIE! :D :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221062485899508482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTwqyYoewI/AAAAAAAAAeU/i-pwJBtEquo/s320/krispykreme.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221072417385807938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHT5s4DfAEI/AAAAAAAAAe8/fnz0GMiNrVo/s320/krispykreme2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CARNIVORE BRAZILIAN CHURRASCARIA BUFFET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221068009698789170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHT1sUJAhzI/AAAAAAAAAes/-mUXcQvibwY/s320/carnivorewaiter.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061159787897058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTvdmO_IOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/t1hlEtsv28U/s320/CIMG2918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221061480212196482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTvwP6F7II/AAAAAAAAAeE/6-WSOlIuDEE/s320/carnivoregrpphoto" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SEXY HAIR EXTENSIONS!! :) :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221063520912138626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTxnCG34YI/AAAAAAAAAek/AHoyzjGUO8E/s320/charleneshair2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAYYY MUCH LOVE FROM ME! *muahhh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3807226209496335744?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3807226209496335744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3807226209496335744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3807226209496335744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3807226209496335744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-it-dawned-on-me-that-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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://bp3.blogger.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SHTrbbEAdLI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UUTXtod2gUU/s72-c/02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-8934544679877698571</id><published>2008-07-04T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:26:58.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So i'm home now cos i didnt go to school today for PA meeting. Please will someone just kill me i think i'm going to fail PA :( My head was practically spinning when i woke up it's horrible. I had a good cry, it's been a while. I was repeating the words 'i'm strong' in my head but i ended up feeling weaker. It's probably the devil working on me. I wish i could dig out my heart and show it to you. You mean the world to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S:Get well soon my sexy superman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-8934544679877698571?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/8934544679877698571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=8934544679877698571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8934544679877698571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/8934544679877698571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-im-home-now-cos-i-didnt-go-school.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-6666779362123636375</id><published>2008-07-02T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T03:22:44.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But something happened, for the very first time with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My heart melted to the ground, found something true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And everyone’s looking round, thinking I’m going crazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But I don’t care what they say, I’m in love with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;They try to pull me away, but they don’t know the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/30336576-6666779362123636375?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6666779362123636375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6666779362123636375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6666779362123636375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6666779362123636375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/07/but-something-happened-for-very-first.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-3274723183252114152</id><published>2008-06-29T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T10:23:03.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Roarrr. A pretty eventful week for me. Visited Gen in hospital on Tuesday. Get well soon pretty! DPP term test is over, like yay! I survived 6 hours of PA lab on Thursday when i actually dblO-ed with eric and raymond on wednesday. I totally hate thursdays now. Friday i was in school to welcome President Nathan for the official opening of some design project. Friday night was hanging out at the esplanade by the river with two of my dearies followed by supper at makan sutra and a long walk to mr bean. We bumped around till the morning before my sexy followed me to the airport to send mayy darling off. Sexy help me choose her present we were having fun playing with the soft toys haha. Got her a very pretty pink elephant :) Saturday night was spent with lynn and amanda. Sexy dropped by clarke quay to find me :):) Today is church with donnie followed by subway!! I was feeling pretty unwell today and sexy surprised me with a pint of ben&amp;amp;jerrys chocolate fudge brownie delivered to my house, he's the biggest sweety i swear! OKAY i am deprived of sleep, AGAIN! i hate gmp i hate gmp. ROARRR! too lazy to post pictures today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-3274723183252114152?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/3274723183252114152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=3274723183252114152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3274723183252114152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/3274723183252114152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/06/roarrr.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-2630012499150631644</id><published>2008-06-22T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T10:52:20.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm not exactly in the right mood to blog now. Feel like ranting about some issues but i guess i'll spare you guys. Because school's starting tomorrow, i decided to clear my room for the new term. Yes, so unlike me i know, i barely lift a finger when it comes to housework but i'm glad i did it. laughs. It's 1.46am and i can hardly sleep because my sleeping cycle is so screwed. SAVE ME I THINK I NEED SLEEPING PILLS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You dont know much it hurts baby. I need you like right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-2630012499150631644?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/2630012499150631644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=2630012499150631644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2630012499150631644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/2630012499150631644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-not-exactly-in-right-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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-30336576.post-4151136382425487002</id><published>2008-06-17T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T10:30:57.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm left with 5 days of holidays and i have to go back to school on 2 days for project meetings. How awesome can that get. So last friday i went to watch kungfu panda with shifu before dropping by mr bean to find donnie. Bumped around till 6am before going home with donnie!Saturday was retail therapy with pat the dearest. Shopping with her kills cause we both lack self control. After she left, i went to clarke quay to find donnie and everything went so terribly wrong. My handphone not only decided to be selective and chose not to receive text messages from singtel users but also annoyed the shit out of me by dying on me every 5 minutes. WHY, THANK YOU. Stayed out the whole night on Sunday too cause i went to clear things up with someone. Then it was macs breakfast at 6am wooo i swear i'm turning into a panda haha so on monday it was dinner with the groupie at clarke quay :))&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212888744170982482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SFfmsZnxjFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/bv2_9ZvfsHo/s320/grpphotoclarkequay.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212889254793955106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SFfnKH1xxyI/AAAAAAAAAcc/IEzUxCXCB9I/s320/charnatclarkequay2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212890621878248306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SFfoZsoEo3I/AAAAAAAAAcs/Gfq3EI4fY7I/s320/sepiagrp.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212891070542548402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SFfoz0B-jbI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Ir9baBepW00/s320/charbraidedhair.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is what my sister did to me at 2am in the morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay i am sooooo broke now because i just got myself a 2.55 and the dearest a ralph lauren multicoloured polo. Not exactly the right time i know. It's the great singapore sales! urgh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-4151136382425487002?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/4151136382425487002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=4151136382425487002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4151136382425487002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/4151136382425487002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-left-with-5-days-of-holidays-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SFfmsZnxjFI/AAAAAAAAAcU/bv2_9ZvfsHo/s72-c/grpphotoclarkequay.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30336576.post-6463806428830351967</id><published>2008-06-10T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:09:43.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HELLO EVERYONE! MY TERM TESTS ARE OVER! OOWEEEEE :) I'm seriously deprived of sleep. I know i've not been updating much. Okay let's rewind back. So we had a farewell dinner for tiffany at brewerkz. I miss tuitioning with pearl and claudia! :( Pachara was complaining that the hawaiian pizza had this beer taste, like duh isnt it supposed to be a restaurant cum brewery. haha then we sent her off on saturday! everything was cool, minus the drama and stuff. Pictures with the rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Girly night out with donna and rabi. I'm getting quite sick of clarke quay. Met mitran and his funny friend there. Even lloyd was there too bus apparently he was too busy dancing to bother about us hahaha ayee then we met eric and his friends. His friends are really funny gah what's up with that yellow dress girl! I'm hotter right, no? lol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210279995413093266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SE6iDPLr25I/AAAAAAAAAbk/r0LAUJPIWNA/s320/charericdonnarabi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated may's 19th birthday at nydc. As usual, we indulge in sinful mudpies and whatnots. It's funny how our conversation always revolve around lv and miu miu and back to lv again. Stay pretty and sexy always i hope you like the dress! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210280817919270594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SE6izHQcHsI/AAAAAAAAAbs/LNMjQJMzifg/s320/maychar.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210281195137666354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SE6jJEgUDTI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7cc_wiaNoSk/s320/P1050173.JPG" width="307" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210281546943500130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SE6jdjFXD2I/AAAAAAAAAb8/c-l_a2b_ybg/s320/P1050174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The past two weeks have been crazy with GMP presentation, GMP term test, PMT term test, GMP project... the list goes on. It's the holidays now and i'm not spared from going to school :( Mummy and daddy's back in Kuching i'm starting to miss them already. But mummy is coming in september again !! =D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210284864106266786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SE6meoemAKI/AAAAAAAAAcE/j3WRJn5XQJA/s320/P1040950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210285081068081538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SE6mrQuUkYI/AAAAAAAAAcM/h6uePvU23Lo/s320/P1050119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's me and mei choon! haha we look cute, dont we? :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30336576-6463806428830351967?l=myvintagetiara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/feeds/6463806428830351967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30336576&amp;postID=6463806428830351967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6463806428830351967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30336576/posts/default/6463806428830351967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myvintagetiara.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-everyone-my-term-tests-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>charlene</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04439614366290946042</uri><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/_AXFGh-5gjZY/SE6iDPLr25I/AAAAAAAAAbk/r0LAUJPIWNA/s72-c/charericdonnarabi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
