<?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-255160722420351116</id><updated>2011-07-29T10:18:01.999+08:00</updated><category term='xoxo love'/><category term='Skin care regime'/><category term='Aska Yang'/><category term='Tom Felton'/><category term='Yay shopping :D'/><category term='Okinawa'/><category term='Elvin Ng'/><category term='Hankyung'/><title type='text'>tainted pulchritude</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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>362</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-1212050722445518951</id><published>2010-03-06T17:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T22:48:18.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A' Levels bomb</title><content type='html'>Hello there. Anyway, I thought I should just update a little bit about my life. So A' Levels results were uhhm.. alright. I guess. I mean it was bad lah but it wasn't so cham that I have nowhere to go. So you can say I'm really contented for my results looking at the amount hardwork I've put in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty pleased with my results because I already knew my Economics was GG. One essay was out of point (I used macro policies for micro essay. Don't ask how it was even possible, I don't know too -.-), another was incomplete (like only-halfway-done incomplete, not even those no-time-to-write-conclusion incomplete) and the last one was alright but not-quite-accurate-even-though-I-still-can-borderline-pass kind. So you get the point, my results for Economics is quite GG too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Management of Business was nicely done too (for me at least, away from the standards of the social norms). Judging the fact that it was much more a Law paper. Almost 70% of the questions are related to the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My results for Principle of Accounting is like I can cry till I die that kind. Super touched and happy. Whooo! Erm, because I'm in the at-risk list ah, so yeah.. I am super :DD about my grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Paper is another one which I can cry till I die. Passed not too shabbily. Not good lah, but not bad. Mr Wong said he was happy with my GP grade, or at least I think he did. Maybe I imagined it. Nah.. I think he really did say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, GP was the worst subject to tackle for me. While POA is like if you really chiong, you still can chiong for a few grades jump, that is if you have room for improvement lah. At least that's what is happening to me. GP is totally like heng/suai madness kind. Then I have only 4 points for my GP essay because I've no time to squeeze in another paragraph. I went to those forums, people all have like at least 6 seemingly WHOA! points when I only got 4 common sensical points. So yeah. Still managed to scrap a nice grade. This shows that we commoners (talking about myself) better not act smart when we are not smart because I really wanted to throw in an-out-of-the-world kind of point just to try my luck. Then I realised I shouldn't "try my luck" during A' Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, if anyone who managed to come across this post and felt that I'm being showoffy, I'm not. I am just very happy because of my GP and POA (even though still quite bad but got 3 grads jump leh thank you very much). And actually MOB too because I thought I did fine. It still sounds showoffy but really, I'm not because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only squeeze into NIE or SIM. Hahahha. Stupid Economics. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445532274986227282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S5JqwJ96llI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/_LctwyDKyVc/s320/%E5%B0%8F%E5%BA%9A%E6%83%B3%E7%94%B5%E6%AD%BB%E8%B0%81%E2%80%A6%E2%80%A6.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But Hannie approves ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-1212050722445518951?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/1212050722445518951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=1212050722445518951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1212050722445518951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1212050722445518951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2010/03/levels-bomb.html' title='A&apos; Levels bomb'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/S5JqwJ96llI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/_LctwyDKyVc/s72-c/%E5%B0%8F%E5%BA%9A%E6%83%B3%E7%94%B5%E6%AD%BB%E8%B0%81%E2%80%A6%E2%80%A6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-5097648097242433145</id><published>2010-02-06T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T15:38:30.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shawty Shawty</title><content type='html'>I don't know why my latest posts are all Hankyung related! Anyway, I've started working on 4th February :D It means more $$$ rolling in for me yay. First day was this really random training but it was alright because at least I get to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the second day there was practically insane. I get paid for playing Tap Tap Revenge with Sheryl, flipping through random newspapers, watching videos, pressing random buttons on the vending machine, stuffing myself with food and just stoning.&lt;strong&gt; We were dilligently slacking our time away.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. If this is what work is supposed to be like, I seriously don't mind :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5097648097242433145?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5097648097242433145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5097648097242433145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5097648097242433145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5097648097242433145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2010/02/shawty-shawty.html' title='Shawty Shawty'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8468777788042481396</id><published>2010-01-29T17:47:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T14:57:26.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hankyung'/><title type='text'>Super Show 2 in Beijing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;"This is SJ’s first time holding a concert in Beijing, and also the &lt;strong&gt;first super show without Han Geng&lt;/strong&gt;. Therefore, there were changes in some of the performances, like cancelling Han Geng’s solo, Super Junior M performing with only 6 members, and the dance battle that comprises of EunHyuk, ShinDong and HanGeng was changed to EunHyuk, ShinDong, DongHae and Sungmin. &lt;strong&gt;The VCR also underwent changes, leaving out most of HanGeng’s footage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the people were not present, fans still gave their support. Fansigns for Han Geng were lit, and before the concert started, fans were screaming Han Geng, Kibum, Kangin, the members that were unable to turn up. &lt;strong&gt;Once the VCR showed Han Geng, fans started screaming, and when the concert came to an end, while one end shouted encore, the other shouted ‘Han Geng’.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;And when it was SJ-M turn to perform "Blue Tomorrow", Han Geng’s name was once again shouted.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extract from http://sohu.com and translated by Lunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;I shall start my&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fangirl rant now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So the Super Show 2 in Beijing which was held on 23rd January 2010 and though it ended well with only 10 members, I am really unhappy. Not about Hankyung, I mean I am lah but at least I'm not angry over his issue. It's more of a depressing, disheartening emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like how Kangin isn't present for the SS2 Beijing. I know he's gotten a fight and I know he's had a DUI case just a month after that incident but SME stated that he would only be suspended from the activities but heck it's already the end of the first month of 2010 and why is he not there?! D: And the passengers he crashed in the car only suffer from minor injuries and they what so whyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not so much about Kibum because at least he's having fun in the USA. Sings "Yeahhhh!!~ It's a party in the USA!~" :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway. The dances and everything were heavily rearranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is "Sorry, Sorry" without Hankyung this sliding thing where Hankyung leads a few of the members doing this "sitting on the air while rubbing your chin" motion DD: He wasn't there to turn and nod his head DDD: He wasn't there to do this low five thing with Eunhyuk DDDD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Really. What is "Sorry, Sorry" with Hankyung leading the team into a grand entrance in the form of pyramid? But now it became such an ugly quadrangle D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't Don" was kind of screwed up too. I think Sungmin had to replace Hannie's position in the dance battle? And Heechul was so left out because he couldn't do this fight with our Hannie ): But the dance was really cute lah, because of Shindong's hairrrr! I couldn't stop ROFLMAO hahahahahha. It was really funnnnnyyyyy! Like this dry ice machine totally blown Shindong's hair in to a spikey mushroom HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I hated how some "fans" reacted by chanting their stupid chant when baby Henry broke the fight with his (awesome!) violin skills. Just get over it!!! He's not joining Super Junior plus it's not his fault to be in the music video anyway. And without him, "Don't Don" would be such a less interesting song! He is so talented. And awesome. And cute!!! He inspires me to pick up violin too :D But I'm too busy with my commitments already ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list goes on and on and on. And on. And onnn ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super Junior M's Super Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFU4xyPNqxs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IFU4xyPNqxs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid gap where Hankyung is supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;is glaring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umma wasn't there to raise his hand from 1:14 to 1:17,&lt;br /&gt;right in the middle front&lt;br /&gt;while Appa and the other children&lt;br /&gt;are doing the side swinging thing&lt;br /&gt;like he was supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umma wasn't there at the middle front for the 97%&lt;br /&gt;of the time when there is no solo parts to be sung&lt;br /&gt;like he was supposed to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Umma wasn't there to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"丢掉快丢掉吧 忘掉快忘掉吧 醒来快醒来吧"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;while doing this super cute hand swift back turn thing&lt;br /&gt;like he was supposed to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Junior's Shining Star&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3TdVtI1LXs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C3TdVtI1LXs&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Heechul who never cries cried :'(&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't just tear but totally broke down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And this is damn obvious why they totally&lt;br /&gt;bawled their eyes out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hankyung and Heechul have always been so close ..&lt;br /&gt;Like one of the closest couple in Suju ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Points to the video below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;(I don't know why there's a big gap here.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/arl1sFeEVdw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/arl1sFeEVdw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is super sad T.T&lt;br /&gt;Especially these two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"In China, the one always keeps his eyes on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;and said that he missed me but never stop to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;strike back at me when we talked on the phone: Geng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In Korea, the one who picked up the phone with happiness&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but there was only strikes on the phone: Hee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"In all 12 members, there's only one who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;can stare at Heechul: Geng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;In all 12 members, there's only one who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;can hit Hankyung: Hee."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think 12 members means that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they exclude themselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As in you don't and can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stare or hit at yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so heartbreaking T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if that is not sad enough,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's always this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="235"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2DQvpnqMFVM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2DQvpnqMFVM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="235"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So basically Shindong (and the other members)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lied to Eunhyuk and Ryeowook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that he is leaving Super Junior due to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;better career propects.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though all this drama happened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just to collect Eunkyuk and Ryeowook's tears,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looking at how the Sper Junior &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;members' cried breaks my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kyuhyun 04:46 to 05:32 -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"We've all have tiring times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what is this? I really want to work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With all of you and overcome my injuries"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is very sad T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"We must never let this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happen in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Even if it does, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we must never part."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know about you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but this video seems &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be like rubbing salt on the wounds now ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434013180393032274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S2l-MmoeClI/AAAAAAAAA1I/c8X6k8DM1_E/s320/755f44789dcc26c02e73b394.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Such a cute dork :} &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S2l-MZuKXTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AfuwhT8J5tg/s1600-h/tumblr_kvydvsQ1I51qa4sh8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434013176927247666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S2l-MZuKXTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/AfuwhT8J5tg/s320/tumblr_kvydvsQ1I51qa4sh8o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;한경오빠사랑해 (♥ 정희린)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8468777788042481396?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8468777788042481396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8468777788042481396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8468777788042481396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8468777788042481396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-show-2-in-beijing.html' title='Super Show 2 in Beijing'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/S2l-MmoeClI/AAAAAAAAA1I/c8X6k8DM1_E/s72-c/755f44789dcc26c02e73b394.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-6632571136524430745</id><published>2010-01-19T16:20:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:23:54.780+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hankyung'/><title type='text'>Hannie Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428363760965489554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S1VsFHPzk5I/AAAAAAAAA04/igqEgswznSY/s320/0f376e4a1520e1c082025cbe.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favourite hairstyle of all time! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428363755085746802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S1VsExV90nI/AAAAAAAAA0w/G_zdQptUjHo/s320/tumblr_kwh0udaUkz1qzzy73.jpg" /&gt; Why is Hannie so cute. Why T.T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428363753498350178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S1VsErbgEmI/AAAAAAAAA0o/M1uk8JYTSQ4/s320/tumblr_kwezu2aszR1qa4sh8o1_1280.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally made my day ~&lt;br /&gt;And I have a bunny hung to my camera too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bunny loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428363742125759346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S1VsEBEEG3I/AAAAAAAAA0g/MK5BYv6zOhg/s320/tumblr_kw06m39G541qa4sh8o1_500.jpg" /&gt; Umma trying to help Appa, but it's not working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mimi is totally enjoying the scene. Cute, no?&lt;br /&gt;Bad Mimi. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428363737805253730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S1VsDw9-bGI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_xGQWSqajKg/s320/tumblr_kwf3ammevb1qzb3q2o1_1280.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Umma &amp;amp; Appa love. Aww. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RePjMjmKtqI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RePjMjmKtqI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh my super girl&lt;/span&gt; 오직나의&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;baby girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;너를몰라보는그런남자들이바보야&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh my super girl&lt;/span&gt; 너에게난&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;super man &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;사랑이란감옥속에너를그냥버려두지마&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh my super girl ojik naye baby girl&lt;br /&gt;nŏrŭl molla bonŭn gŭrŏn namjadŭri baboya&lt;br /&gt;Oh my super girl nŏyege nan﻿ super man&lt;br /&gt;sarangiran gamok soge nŏrŭl gŭnyang bŏryŏ dujima&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the only reason I put this up&lt;br /&gt;is because anyone notice that &lt;div align="center"&gt;Hankyung is wearing Zhou Mi's dance outfit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in the transformation scene?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like the jacket and the pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Henry and Hankyung have similar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jackets at dancing scene with the grey background&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they have different details leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pause and rewind and forward like gazillion time already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhou Mi's jacket &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have the flaps with button thing at the shoulders,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a zipped pocket on his left chest,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this woolish collars without actual collars (errr yeah..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fits the description of Hankyung's jacket &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the party scene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/255160722420351116-6632571136524430745?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6632571136524430745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6632571136524430745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6632571136524430745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6632571136524430745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2010/01/hannie-spam.html' title='Hannie Spam'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/S1VsFHPzk5I/AAAAAAAAA04/igqEgswznSY/s72-c/0f376e4a1520e1c082025cbe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-2219747553518608206</id><published>2010-01-08T17:48:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:24:14.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hankyung'/><title type='text'>Hankyung, my latest potato.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Disclaimer: I honestly don't think that anyone except me would ever be interested in this post because &lt;strong&gt;I totally understand how dry and boring for one to read about another's obsession&lt;/strong&gt;. It's like "Oh great, she's gotten herself another idol," moment and this repeats every other time. I know this very well because this happens to me too, sometimes. But after getting over the fact that she's gotten a new target, not only that I don't blame them, I feel happy for them on the contrary because I know how exciting this can get. As little (maybe not that little anymore, sigh) fangirls, we do not care (at least for me anyways) about what others think because blogging about them totally makes us (again, at least for me) HAPPPYYYYY! and feeling very loved :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*** ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you know me, you would probably realise that I get new obsessions pretty fast. But I reckon this whole process of hopping on to new obstacles would be on some hiatus for quite a long while. It's like collecting stamps, if you get what I mean. Once you've gathered that *&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt;* stamp from each collection, there's nothing more to look forward to because you've already got what you think is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if this theory actually made sense for anyone else but it definitely worked for me. It's like I've got Aska from Taiwan, Moses from Hong Kong, Elvin from Singapore, Tom Felton from England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why the process of hopping on to new obstacles can probably stop for a while is because I don't just happen to be obsessed this new person just like &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;. Of course there's always this unexplainable force that causes me to like this human but ultimately, I get to decide whether I want him to be my potato or not. If after some random findings made me realised that he's plain boring (like Mr. Efron hehe but he makes a got layout header so I'm going to stick with that) I would just forget about him and carry on with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though there's quite a number potatoes that I'm loving right now, something in me would make pay 90% of my attention on this particular obstacle only. The rest of the 10% would be dedicated in following on the rest's latest updates so that I won't lost touch with them completely. Like how I would know Moses just shaved his moustache off (yippee! I totally dig those little hairs around the mouth but without them, he looks so much younger and much more healthy looking :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after the longish introduction, I confess that the purpose of this post is because I am totally addicted to Hankyung right now, who is my latest potato! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKAIddrdI/AAAAAAAAAzw/BLv7CaI2bzw/s1600-h/hankyung.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424456011066748370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKAIddrdI/AAAAAAAAAzw/BLv7CaI2bzw/s320/hankyung.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hankyung 한경, 25.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese name: Han Geng 韩庚&lt;br /&gt;Affectionately known as Hannie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I don't really know whether I should categorise him under Korea or China actually, but I felt that if he's not in the Korean entertainment industry, nobody would ever know him. So yeah, I've decided on Korea ^^ Hehe. But something inside keeps nudging me that he's not from Korea after all. Neh mind, I'll decide on this later but for the time being, he shall be labelled under Korea because he is based there whooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started liking him almost two weeks ago (it was on the 26th of December) when I was flipping through the channels. Some two girls were dancing to the tune of "Super Girl" on Yu Le Bai Fen Bai and I stopped abusing the controller because I kinda like the song because the MTV Channel at 51 wouldn't stop playing it. So after some more of the boring performance of the two girls, the camera panned over to Super Junior M (I'm going to omit the hyphen because I hate how it looks) and I was like "Eh.. They looked quite cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the host asked for their comment for their performance and I totally melted when Hankyung spoke. He got the cutest laugh ever and really dazzling smile and his eyes were sparkling with such soothing voice and then he's really tall with nice skin and cute hair and charming outfit on and the list goes on and on and on. And on. I cannot summarise his awesomeness in these few lines because. He. Is. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About Hankyung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="375" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCBw-H3Lq0s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCBw-H3Lq0s&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="375" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The first part about how he was masked was really sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The second part is totally cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Are~ You~ Ready?~" :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the third part at the end was a tear jerker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love how Siwon hugged Hankyung.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He really needed it ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Umma and appa! T.T&lt;br /&gt;And Hankyung's mum is pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching this video, I got really angry. I hate how SM Entertainment can be so unfair and selfish. I hate how Hankyung has gotten sick and his health is really declining due to his non-stop working schedule. He's gotten gastritis and kidney illness. Kidney leh, kidney! How many people you know are suffering from this at the age of 25 huh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not allowed to take a break even when he's sick. He's not allowed to return to China for a short rest. He's not getting paid like how he should have been. All the 13 members of Super Junior are allowed to share a mere 2% of the net profit only when they sold 50000 copies of their album and even though SuJu is huge now in terms of popularity, I really doubt that they get to even share the 2%. Heck, he's not allowed his fair treatments as a human, as agreed upon the contract. And even the contract is crafted in favour of SME because they only do care about their profits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But what angered me the most is that neither the ambulance was called nor any treatments were given to Hankyung &lt;strong&gt;when he collapsed just before Super Junior M's performance&lt;/strong&gt;. He had to hold on to appa (I love you Siwon!) for his life and even with all the pain, he was pushed to the stage by SME. Not that the members didn't complain. They did, even the crews as well (I love you all too!). But guess what. SME were only concerned about the money it could bring or cost them if he doesn't perform. Hankyung could have died, like right on the spot, but they just didn't care. Everytime I think about this, I feel like crying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I am so glad that Hankyung has taken an action to file a lawsuit against SM Entertainment. At first, I really hoped that this didn't happen because I want Super Junior to be 13 always. But once I get over the shock, I knew this is the best decision that he could make. He had suffered so much in silence ever since Super Junior debuted. When he thought things were getting better after he was allowed to perform at other TV channels, his health declined. And the bitch of SME covered his health problems and pretended that they do not exist. It really pains me when I read about what he has been through and I really hope that he would lead a better life, have a fairer career because he truly deserves all these and not many people do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, today, as of 8th January 2010, is the first day of the trial. 한경오빠화이팅, 사랑해! Okay I don't know whether I've typed it correctly but the to think of the hard work I've put in just to type this, even if they are wrong, I ngeh ngeh also must put them up T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I can't understand a single word of Hangul. I can't, I really can't. And I just started out exploring this language starting from the 4th January, which is like four days ago. I have to download the Hangul dictionary and the language to my computer and find it word by word. I would then, have to double check by cross referencing but I've a feeling it might still be wrong. But to use Hankyung's famous excuse to get away with anything "I'm just a foreigner!" :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I am getting angrier as I am typing this. This should have been a happy post about Hankyung's awesomeness and not about how a crazy bith SME has been. This further proves that I always get too defensive for my own good. So I shall just move on with the happier stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKASLlFfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/BFz9PjushY4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424456013676090866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKASLlFfI/AAAAAAAAAz4/BFz9PjushY4/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even as a child, Hankyung is super cute :D And look at his hair, exactly the same hairstyle he had in the "Sorry, Sorry" music video twenty years later! See, this is fate ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Evidence #1: "Sorry, Sorry" music video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x6QA3m58DQw&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x6QA3m58DQw&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyway he's at the center front when they&lt;br /&gt;started dancing 0:20 till 0:35.&lt;br /&gt;Pause at 0:27 to see the hair :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKA3fgvPI/AAAAAAAAA0I/5Oz7Ka1JSp8/s1600-h/tumblr_kvv7byOELv1qa4sh8o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424456023691803890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKA3fgvPI/AAAAAAAAA0I/5Oz7Ka1JSp8/s320/tumblr_kvv7byOELv1qa4sh8o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence #3 &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eLRc5IBsI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/YD_py3Q6fMU/s1600-h/tumblr_kvv39y3Ky11qa4sh8o1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424457408120882882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eLRc5IBsI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/YD_py3Q6fMU/s320/tumblr_kvv39y3Ky11qa4sh8o1_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hankyung's Bei Pan at Super Show 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQ6-sJsMW-U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kQ6-sJsMW-U&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't understand why&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't have much lines in the Super Junior songs.&lt;br /&gt;This video proves that he can sing.&lt;br /&gt;He really sang very well here leh.&lt;br /&gt;And you can see the efforts he put in to sing.&lt;br /&gt;Like his neck has gotten all red&lt;br /&gt;and the veins are showing..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SME CAN YOU OPEN YOUR EYES AND EARS OR NOT AH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe you think Kyuhyun, Ryeokwood and Yesung can do better..&lt;br /&gt;But you already got your KRY for that what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So why you ngeh ngeh also don't want to give others chance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like Heechul and Shindong, and even Eunhyuk too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my plan to move on to happier stuff failed afterall. I cannot stop being angry at SME. So I shall just leave with my favouritest picture of Hannie which is the one he took with Heechul when they were having a bath! I don't know if they were fully naked but this picture is yums! Me loves :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424456020891775138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKAtD7sKI/AAAAAAAAA0A/OUOQZ9ePNQ4/s320/heechul_hankyung_20090618_seoulbeats.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Remember that the whole of 1.4 billion of the Chinese population in China and me are behind you ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(Of course also got others from the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;but it sounded more impressive like that hehe :D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-2219747553518608206?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2219747553518608206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2219747553518608206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2219747553518608206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2219747553518608206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2010/01/hankyung-my-latest-potato-d-incomplete.html' title='Hankyung, my latest potato.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/S0eKAIddrdI/AAAAAAAAAzw/BLv7CaI2bzw/s72-c/hankyung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-1445709577619368899</id><published>2010-01-01T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T14:45:16.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last moments of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;During the last two weeks of 2009, I had activities, not loads but at least there's &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; as compared to post A' Levels when I've only planted myself infront of the computer and TV all day long. I've been wanting to post but I always got distracted by Hankyung :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's camp from 16th to 19th December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421331196303060610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Szxv_-VjLoI/AAAAAAAAAyY/CEcEIhH-Wp4/s320/11070_102703666419558_100000397763640_66055_4874689_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I like my arm for once.&lt;br /&gt;And I like how Songyang is caught in the midst of standing up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421331197900830002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SzxwAESfNTI/AAAAAAAAAyg/gjbyOVfHOtI/s320/12.bmp" /&gt;I think Melvin and I were actually stoning&lt;br /&gt;and I don't know what happened but&lt;br /&gt;the rest joined in and Chuandao took a photo.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why am I even in this shot&lt;br /&gt;as I was totally zoning out due to major exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason why I put this up&lt;br /&gt;is because my limbs look fine :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Birthday celebration with the birthday boy and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Christmas gathering at Jurong Island on 19th December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421331202633750930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SzxwAV652ZI/AAAAAAAAAyo/9ZIqKIlY-II/s320/DSCF3834.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stepping on the grounds of Jurong Island&lt;br /&gt;was wayyyyy more tedious than going to USA.&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious about it&lt;br /&gt;and nobody within us will ever disagree with me.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Christmas dinner on 20th December 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421331208818526962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SzxwAs9eCvI/AAAAAAAAAyw/HEolIivGnQU/s320/1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think we are the receptionists.&lt;br /&gt;It's definitely a better name for the tickets-cutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421331777206341298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SzxwhyXrzrI/AAAAAAAAAy4/tF5M1Mve25g/s320/untitled.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hosanna (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I went shopping too but it's like abit sad because I've only been out twice technically speaking with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lingxuan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ruiqi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And once with Benny. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Miss the three of them alot now and we must go out again. But this is very sad again because Benny would be armying soon and this means that he will have super short hair which also means that I will not like him anymore ): But seeing that he saved my right eye so I shall be nice (A).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Must meet up real soon with the Vegetables. Later I forget how they look like. Gasp! Noooooooooo. So someone shall plan! Who who who? Meiling? Aiyah we plan ours first before the group outing okays. Argh. But Meiling now not free for me. Arghh. Actually I also not very free lah but aiyah. Arghhh. Then like that how, we don't need to meet already? Arghhhh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My husband and my son. I asked my son to plan but I don't know what happened but now I am the planner because he just texted me to plan while wishing me Happy New Year. Neh mind. I shall sort something out before the boys go camping in Tekong. Ang Mo Kio can? Easy come easy go bwahaha. Anyway, my son was supposed to be my brother but don't know why the his Facebook account doesn't want to accept me as the sibling so I got upgraded to become the mother instead. But I'd rather be the mother anyway. Only child rocks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My boyfriend too. Okay this is different. This one I must go back to MI to take results for my GCE A' Levels then I can go stalk people. I can help &lt;strong&gt;the one who loves Elvin very much too&lt;/strong&gt; to stalk hers also. So yay this is settled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Sara. I haven't give him his eyeliner since I bought it from my Okinawa trip in 2008! And goodness. This is 2010 already and I. Might. Have. Misplaced. It. But I'm very scared to meet him. Later he shaved his eyebrows again like what he did when we were in Year 1. Or he will have this super bright orange hair like last year. Or maybe his new girlfriend gets jealous super easily and I will die I tell you. Dieee. Ohhh! Today is 1st January, it's his birthday! So this shall be his birthday present from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Need to go shopping with Xuanrong! We've been saying this since June's wedding which was in June I think (LOL :D) She is super crazy (me likes :D) and she finished her O' Levels and I finished my A' Levels already whooo! But school is starting soon for her I think :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it has been veryveryvery long since I met Lanna and Jingyi and Camillia. We must find a day after my twin is back from her USA trip okayyyyy? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Huiyi and Serene as well ahhhhh! Been ages and we can always go to our usual hangout which is the Sakae Sushi outlet at Sun Plaza. You all want Pastamania or Yakun also can wheee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And then I also want to meet up with Rachel and Azizah too leh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*** ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway I announced to the world that I got distracted by Hankyung in the opening paragraph of this post because he is absolutely the cutest member in the cutest boyband in the Korean Pop industry! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421752839699634818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sz3ve2ZDGoI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1ykTYyiFY-Y/s320/3jibsorry10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421752834432066146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sz3veixKYmI/AAAAAAAAAzA/HKQu4XKK-Vc/s320/3jibsorry9.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hankyung ♥&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 한경 &lt;/span&gt;♥ Hangeng ♥&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 韩庚&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;More about him and how I started liking him&lt;br /&gt;(which was abit silly, I admit and&lt;br /&gt;I don't care nobody ever reads it)&lt;br /&gt;in the next post because I'm watching his video&lt;br /&gt;now when SuJu - M went on&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; 綜藝大哥大&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to promote their EP.&lt;br /&gt;He is such a good dancer. Melts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I wanna buy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;EPs shouldn't be veryyyy expensive right?&lt;br /&gt;I hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-1445709577619368899?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/1445709577619368899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=1445709577619368899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1445709577619368899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1445709577619368899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-moments-of-2009.html' title='Last moments of 2009'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Szxv_-VjLoI/AAAAAAAAAyY/CEcEIhH-Wp4/s72-c/11070_102703666419558_100000397763640_66055_4874689_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-4400078678663114098</id><published>2009-12-15T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T00:22:18.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filming of 天與地</title><content type='html'>I am definitely looking forward to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天與地&lt;/span&gt; now that I've completed &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;宮心計&lt;/span&gt;! I think my holidays have been really satisfying and fulfilling eh. But since &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;天與地&lt;/span&gt; is still in the midst of filming, I can only look at all the pictures and stills very dryly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Filming at Central &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde_044yuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/e4LHeLzeIfQ/s1600-h/ncbrka02_20091112160959_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415401527558327010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde_044yuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/e4LHeLzeIfQ/s320/ncbrka02_20091112160959_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neh mind. I can always photoshop my face to replace hers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then keep on sharpening so that it would be abit pixelated to make it noisy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then the uncle spoilt the whole picture! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde_G6V78I/AAAAAAAAAxI/kV-kb2q2gp4/s1600-h/moses1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415401515216400322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde_G6V78I/AAAAAAAAAxI/kV-kb2q2gp4/s320/moses1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde-9wEZyI/AAAAAAAAAxA/cLdeTTx7YP0/s1600-h/15hj60f02hups8-i0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415401512757389090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde-9wEZyI/AAAAAAAAAxA/cLdeTTx7YP0/s320/15hj60f02hups8-i0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415401523411035586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde_lcGJcI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/Hgfskb3GcfU/s320/ncbrka02_20091112160959.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Super ♥ this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the reason why I want to watch it super badly (even worse than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;宮心計&lt;/span&gt;) is because I totally enjoy seeing him all ripped up and toned and moustachey and everything lah aiyah. He looks quite rough and angsty all together because he is gonna be a baddie for once whooo! Totally love it when my favourite actors when their characters have all gone bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me digress abit ah. So he played a really weird character named &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;韋晉龍&lt;/span&gt; once in &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;通天幹探&lt;/span&gt;. He went from good to bad and back to good again. The LOL-ish part is that he was a righteous CID officer or something and the reason to why he became bad is that he is too obsessed with his girlfriend's death, so he went to kill some gay who killed her and end up getting jailed for it. So after he was sentenced and just before he was jailed, he realised his mistake and went to turn over a new leaf and then became very holy and became a veryyyy devoted Buddhist and everyday in jail, he will preach to all his other inmates until he is finally free to live happily ever after with his girlfriend (another one, not the dead one. They've gotten together just before he was jailed because she say she will wait for him to come out) and their son who was born when his Dad was still being locked. So the drama ended with the happy family playing by the beach and they threw alot of rocks and stones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama was all along quite interesting but the last episode was total madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, he's gonna be very bad person who went mountain climbing with his friends and were trapped. So they've no choice but to&lt;strong&gt; eat&lt;/strong&gt; (!!) up one of the friends who was sick/hurt so that the rest can survive. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnibalism!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoahleh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not very sane afterall lor.&lt;br /&gt;But me like! Heheh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My boyfriend is a maneater literally whooo ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, eating some human flesh, Momo's character will be very rich (!), do some Thai kickboxing (!!), be in a band for playing the guitar and being the lead singer (!!!) and got alot of girlfriends/women/flings (!!!!) and will &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;騙財騙色&lt;/span&gt; (!!!!!) ROFLMAO :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am super touched and I really can't wait for this to be aired can. Awww (': I don't know why I'm touched lah but it feels super good to see him differently because he will be sooo hot (and cute) ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to camp tomorrow from 16 December till 19 December. Don't know how am I going to survive the 4 days without TV and the internet! And yes, this will mean that I will miss 3 episodes the Gem of Life and Together! )': Veryvery sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I an very hungry now and I shall have some dinner! Bye people and miss meeeeee T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/255160722420351116-4400078678663114098?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4400078678663114098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4400078678663114098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4400078678663114098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4400078678663114098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/12/filming-of.html' title='Filming of 天與地'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Syde_044yuI/AAAAAAAAAxY/e4LHeLzeIfQ/s72-c/ncbrka02_20091112160959_big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-8806828961421715742</id><published>2009-12-10T20:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T15:30:32.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gem of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today's 10 December 2009! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And this means ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413581268913832498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SyDne1BRQjI/AAAAAAAAAww/0s-FBNvsxk0/s320/800px-The_Gem_Of_Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Gem of Life!&lt;br /&gt;Weekdays on Channel 55 at 9pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Channel 255 at 12 midnight for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;because of Together's Elvin Ng)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Edwin (my guru of HK dramas) told me that this drama isn't very very very nice considering the hype and all ): Okay, I don't know about the hype lah, I don't pay much attention to all the drama serials and the only reason why I'm watching it is because of a certain actor :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I haven't watch a single episode of it except a super short snippet of a clip of Momo and I thought he's &lt;em&gt;cuuutteee&lt;/em&gt;. I don't care if the show isn't great. The fact that Momo is there serves a pretty big motivator to keep me watching whooo. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On a random switch of topic, this song has been stuck inside my head when I first saw the music video on YouTube around 4 months ago? I kinda forgot about the song until recently, prolly 2 months back when I was again, surfing videos on the same site and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pixie Lott's Mama Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 380px; HEIGHT: 240px" height="194" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/81-eLoXKMaE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/81-eLoXKMaE&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Why should I feel ashamed? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Feeling guilty at the mention of your name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here we are again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;It’s nearly perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can totally relate to that. Sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8806828961421715742?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8806828961421715742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8806828961421715742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8806828961421715742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8806828961421715742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/12/gem-of-life.html' title='The Gem of Life'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SyDne1BRQjI/AAAAAAAAAww/0s-FBNvsxk0/s72-c/800px-The_Gem_Of_Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-6646495364071108563</id><published>2009-12-09T19:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T21:04:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays are (Y)</title><content type='html'>I'm loving my holidays alot. I'm waking up at 1 to 2 pm everyday, and life is tremendously good like this. I really like doing nothing, except to camp infront of the computer and television and to eat. After that, I'll proceed to sleep at midnightish after reading a few chapters of Harry Potter. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I admit that life hasn't been like &lt;em&gt;boring&lt;/em&gt; boring because I was thoroughly traumatised yesterday night and have been living in pain ever since. But I was told that I am brave (Y) Been swallowing painkillers and antibiotics every six hours in addition to my daily routine as depicted above. Had to give the class chalet and some gatherings a miss as a result ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got really good pictures to share! Elvin is looking very fine in &lt;em&gt;Together&lt;/em&gt; which is airing at 9pm everyday. Even though I'm not much of a big fan of local dramas (I prefer HK ones totally), but got Elvin leh. A must-watch for me :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413204877905577378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sx-RJ_P5RaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/zk6p6waXJq8/s320/ElvinsNaked2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413204873238724930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sx-RJt3OwUI/AAAAAAAAAwg/eIAzefWTo24/s320/ElvinsNaked1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hehehee.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6646495364071108563?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6646495364071108563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6646495364071108563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6646495364071108563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6646495364071108563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/12/holidays-are-y.html' title='Holidays are (Y)'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sx-RJ_P5RaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/zk6p6waXJq8/s72-c/ElvinsNaked2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-6075794766699627659</id><published>2009-12-02T16:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T17:54:52.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done with A' Levels!</title><content type='html'>My A' Levels have finally ended whooo.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm back yay.&lt;br /&gt;I realised I didn't complete any of my papers whooo.&lt;br /&gt;Not a single one yay.&lt;br /&gt;Not GP. Not POA. Not MOB. Not Economics. Whooo.&lt;br /&gt;Abit sad to think of it yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6075794766699627659?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6075794766699627659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6075794766699627659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6075794766699627659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6075794766699627659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/12/done-with-levels.html' title='Done with A&apos; Levels!'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7264318074223649551</id><published>2009-10-28T22:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:10:54.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What if.</title><content type='html'>So &lt;strong&gt;what if&lt;/strong&gt; he really meant to &lt;strong&gt;smile and wave at you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; smiling and waving at this random person who stood infront of you but you&lt;strong&gt; thought&lt;/strong&gt; that he was &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; smiling and waving at &lt;em&gt;that person&lt;/em&gt; ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you had this emotionless expression (abit cold and aloof, I might add) when the two of you locked eyes while he was&lt;strong&gt; still&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;smiling and waving&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is he actually smiling and waving at you? Or it just happened that he looked up to see you there, having no intentions to smile and wave at you but he could not react quickly enough to stop smiling and waving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I am pretending that he actually smiled and waved at me hours ago, because I never thought that he would actually do that to me, somehow Meiling made me believed that I was being smiled and waved at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7264318074223649551?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7264318074223649551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7264318074223649551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7264318074223649551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7264318074223649551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-if.html' title='What if.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8740162849259254042</id><published>2009-10-06T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T19:17:11.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down to the days</title><content type='html'>Funny how the school decided to change the timetable starting from this Thursday ): Of all the wonderful days available in the week, they chose Thursday. I would be madly happy if they made it Friday, or the following Monday, or some other random day instead D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm already missing how my Thursdays were my &lt;em&gt;Day of the Week&lt;/em&gt; ever since I received the new timetable last week. And then some salt was rubbed hard on my very deep wound when I realised the new timetable starts this Thursday. Thursdays were my highlights and now they are gonna be super mundane. Can't even let my enjoy my last proper wonderful Thursday this week. Eeyer. Sad much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, I don't make much sense. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was reminded that it's a month away to A' Levels D: Night study from tomorrow onwards. Thankfully night study sessions are always filled with motivation. At least most of the sessions anyway. Heh heh happy happy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;General Paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Management of Business&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Principle of Accounting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8740162849259254042?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8740162849259254042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8740162849259254042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8740162849259254042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8740162849259254042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/10/counting-down-to-days.html' title='Counting down to the days'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3133009979151395790</id><published>2009-09-23T19:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T14:23:36.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New obsession &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384646866154652994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sroby7IRhUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/I5I7W6g3a8A/s400/day1_095.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Super cute :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's really, standing at 185cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And old.&lt;br /&gt;Totally my type eh: Tall and old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;But he's abit too old lah, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;old enough to be my father.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But neh mind! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only like older guys, I realised :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture was taken during his trip to Singapore (!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;less than a month (or so, I think) back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't there and I don't know about the event&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I don't feel much for him so no loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks bit chubby because he gained almost 20 pounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for some new drama where he acted as some emperor lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even though he hasn't shed off all the extra pounds yet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when the photo's taken (he's super thin now :O)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's okay because he looks good chubby leh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many people can achieve that? :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the mooncake drama DVD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not only because of him (even though a big percentage yes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but because it's so much better than the first series :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know where to get them but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Edwin (who have alot of HK dramas episodes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;said that he's going to transfer the episodes to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whooohoo! Can watch them to fulfill my desires until&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I get the authentic DVD :D&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/255160722420351116-3133009979151395790?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3133009979151395790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3133009979151395790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3133009979151395790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3133009979151395790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-obsession-3.html' title='New obsession &lt;3'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sroby7IRhUI/AAAAAAAAAwY/I5I7W6g3a8A/s72-c/day1_095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-7611872504969713749</id><published>2009-09-13T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:17:50.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commencement of Prelims 2</title><content type='html'>Less than a day to my first paper.&lt;div&gt;MOB Paper 1 of Prelims 2.&lt;div&gt;Exactly 3 more units to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which translates into 17 topics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that all bad phew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add oillll! x&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/255160722420351116-7611872504969713749?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7611872504969713749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7611872504969713749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7611872504969713749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7611872504969713749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/09/commencement-of-prelims-2.html' title='Commencement of Prelims 2'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7362604416296550652</id><published>2009-09-02T19:26:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:52:18.060+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>But I know you'll find another</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think Meiling (and her skills) totally rocked my life on the Teachers' Day celebration :D Super touched to the max. I can easily win the 'Most Enthusiastic Student' award and I swear that 31st August is one of the best day I had this year (:D) even though the reasons behind it can be abit too random for some, but I have always been the excitable sort anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much I enjoyed my morning, some irritants have to ruin the supposedly perfect day of my life. I affirm the fact that I'm easily annoyed because the events that spoilt my day, have pretty much nothing to do with me, technically speaking. Maybe it's the people who were involved in this unfortunate occurence made me realise how my patience is running low with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm not going pretend that I'm all emotionless and heartless to all the situations that I face and find myself planted in (even though there are really some circumstances that I'm quite apathetic to), because it always disappoints me to realise that I'm experiencing some form of communications problems with a friend of mine (or at least someone I thought was a friend) over a certain advent of the most unfortunate. Whatever happened was not regrettable, at least to me, but the outcome of it was quite disastrous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always been the person who's always nice enough to treat people I know with a certain high level of enthusiasm but when I don't feel the same coming from them, it shuts me off completely. I know that some people are just not very warm-hearted by nature, but one can always feel the genuineness you are getting in return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It dismayed me that whenever I tried to recover the friendship that we once had, all I've gotten are your pretense and hypocrisy and contradiction. I once thought you're someone whom I thought was understanding, sympathic and wholehearted. I've always thought that it was my fault that had resulted that what we are. But right now, I'm cringing at my stupidity of how deluded I can be. I finally understand that maybe, I've never knew the real you and have never gotten the chance to anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I realised that it might just be y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;our capricousness that sets you and the rest of us apar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;t. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  line-height: 16px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   line-height: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;f you think that you've done nothing wrong and this is exactly what you had always hoped for, then there's nothing much I can do. Because if this is how you really feel, then you're not worthy of my time and effort anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today started really nice, it was really cooling (more like freezing I know) but I totally embarrassed myself infront of Mr. Joseph Ang and a crowd before the start of the morning assembly. So he was at the back where we all are, telling us to move infront. And since I was facing him with my back facing where we were supposed to stand, I made my way to the location without turning around (which means I'm walking backwards lah).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While walking, I tripped over some foot which until now, I don't know whose it belonged to. So while I was about to fall flat on the ground (still facing the Math teacher and the crowd I might add), I managed to steady myself. My basic instinct was to turn away and walk as calmly, yet quickly, as possible to our assigned area &lt;b&gt;so that I'll be able to make a quiet exit&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meiling was beside me, helping me to cool down, while informing me that my face has gone red again, for the 3847654068th time this month for some strange but not unknown reason. While the Math teacher prompted me to be more careful, Jolin and Rachel raced to my side, asking me loudly whether I'm okay or not -.- While under normal circumstances, I would be really touched and grateful if they asked me the same question but that was not what I would call "normal circumstances". And cham, everyone who was near the vicinity knew that I tripped and nearly fell D: So much for making a quiet exit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so 99% of the people wouldn't be able to understand the adverse impact of me not being able to make a quiet exit because they don't know the reason behind it but still.. Sigh. Meiling and Rachel understand can already. Sigh sigh sigh ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I need to buy the navy bluey greeny top I saw with Ruiqi when we went to Bugis a couple of weeks ago! It's a need now, not a want D: Ahhhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I know it's quite an abrupt change of topic for the few previous paragraphs. And my expression of unhappiness might not be able to be comprehended by some because I have a high tendency of writing in Middle English when I'm not in a particularly joyous mood. Which means, to ignore spellings and tenses and grammers and whatever mistakes I can make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7362604416296550652?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7362604416296550652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7362604416296550652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7362604416296550652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7362604416296550652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/09/but-i-know-youll-find-another.html' title='But I know you&apos;ll find another'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-4645918135842462586</id><published>2009-08-22T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T23:28:51.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>Eyeliner and cigarettes</title><content type='html'>I can't really blog much now because I've been super busy. Reaching home at 2200 on Tuesdays to Thursdays and going back home at that time on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been staying for night study sessions lately and I'm getting the momentum after two weeks and last Thursday's finally productive somehow (': It's bit sad to reach home this late but there's always this certain form of motivation for me to study at school :D Don't know whether the energy's positive or not but it is entertaining! At least, for me :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Jolin said this song is all about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady Gaga's Paparazzi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9_3YCZsiug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f9_3YCZsiug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm your biggest fan&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you until you love me&lt;br /&gt;Papa-paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;Baby there's no other superstar&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll be your&lt;br /&gt;Papa-paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise I'll be kind&lt;br /&gt;But I won't stop until that boy is mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby you'll be famous&lt;br /&gt;Chase you down until you love me&lt;br /&gt;Papa-paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so kua zhang meh O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-4645918135842462586?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4645918135842462586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4645918135842462586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4645918135842462586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4645918135842462586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/08/eyeliner-and-cigarettes.html' title='Eyeliner and cigarettes'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-4578004909779986414</id><published>2009-08-09T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T18:31:31.103+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Felton'/><title type='text'>I finally took pictures with Draco Malfoy :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Tom Felton on a Japanese talk show, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;King's Brunch on 1st August 2009, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;promoting HBP :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQPFXE1t2TQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xQPFXE1t2TQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Subtitles should be on the screen to deliver &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the messages to the ones at home &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who don't understand English, not the translators. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So why is she equipped with a microphone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Zzz to the max D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sn6kRUhWtoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cCL28fkUwdw/s1600-h/Photo0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sn6kRUhWtoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cCL28fkUwdw/s320/Photo0323.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367908423345550978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sn6kQxtSg5I/AAAAAAAAAv0/JtXVWS2y3O0/s1600-h/Photo0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sn6kQxtSg5I/AAAAAAAAAv0/JtXVWS2y3O0/s320/Photo0336.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367908414000366482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sn6kQma6hPI/AAAAAAAAAvs/xOQXWvAlJZg/s1600-h/Photo0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sn6kQma6hPI/AAAAAAAAAvs/xOQXWvAlJZg/s320/Photo0338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367908410970506482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I know that I'll be taking pictures with Draco,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wouldn't wear what I wore D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But what does one wear to the tuition anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I took more pictures with him, and even Harry Potter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh snap. Forgot about Snape that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-4578004909779986414?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4578004909779986414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4578004909779986414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4578004909779986414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4578004909779986414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-finally-took-pictures-with-draco.html' title='I finally took pictures with Draco Malfoy :D'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sn6kRUhWtoI/AAAAAAAAAv8/cCL28fkUwdw/s72-c/Photo0323.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-5113489967763884871</id><published>2009-07-28T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T16:58:12.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could be anywhere, where would you be?</title><content type='html'>I really have nothing to type about. I lead a really boring life and I'm an equally boring person. Yesterday was my first day back at school after my one week long H1N1 MC. It was super tiring and PE was.. Random? We had to use an umbrella-like weapon to poke people's calves for one minute and that's all we did. Hope next week's would be better. Less stoning and all. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Someone changed the screen's display settings or something, everything look so wide and ugly. And I can't fix it D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5113489967763884871?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5113489967763884871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5113489967763884871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5113489967763884871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5113489967763884871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-could-be-anywhere-where-would.html' title='If you could be anywhere, where would you be?'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5604986340284229286</id><published>2009-07-20T13:55:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:36:33.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (II)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;It's perfectly alright if the movie sucked for you. Some of my friends are disappointed by the movie and I'm fine with it. Really. &lt;/b&gt;Somehow, people don't quite believe me when I make this statement. But no, I'm honestly perfectly alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got some expectations of their own and even for myself, I can't say I'm 100% happy with the movie. There's certainly scenes that I hoped that will make it to the final cut but they did not. There's bound to have displeasures, disappointments, annoyances and irritations here and there and I accept constructive criticism, even though it's really none of my business, even as a overly-obsessed HP fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What pisses me of is the attitude of some certain people. I've to confess that I wouldn't care how they tried to bring the movie down if it isn't Harry Potter.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;But unfortunately, this is and I can get rather defensive about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5604986340284229286?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5604986340284229286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5604986340284229286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5604986340284229286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5604986340284229286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince_20.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (II)'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5017250187522198395</id><published>2009-07-19T20:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T10:42:12.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Felton'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SmLOgWJpNdI/AAAAAAAAAvk/VRcWFjYGfw4/s1600-h/dracohbp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SmLOgWJpNdI/AAAAAAAAAvk/VRcWFjYGfw4/s320/dracohbp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360073561621476818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Half Blood Prince is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I'm not saying it's perfect because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;there's defintely parts which make me go "?" and "!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;but I can definitely see the efforts to stick &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;as closely to the book as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(after being blasted horribly that OOTP was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;way off the print lol).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I know that there's people out there saying how much it sucked and all that shit? These humans, obviously, lacked the ability to judge for themselves. I've been reading what others have to say about the movie by googling and I see this comment gazillion times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Phrased in my own words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;"HBP is the worst movie I've seen in the series! I read so many good reviews about the movie and I expected so much! But the movie sucked like the rest!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;CRAZY RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Since when are the people so gullible to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;everything they read?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Since when huh since when.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Their own problems that they expected so much can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Nobody planted the expectations in the brain lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Siao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HBP is the worst movie I've seen in the series!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;People've been saying for almost six years already, ever since Prisoner of Azkaban came out. So make up your mind please, are the movies getting worse by the minute, or all these people say it for the sake of saying it just because of a tiny and negligable amount of displeasure? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;"But the movie sucked like the rest!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;according to them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;, being let down by all the previous installments, hasn't taught them anything at all and they are stupidly naive enough to believe that this movie's gonna rock their world all of a sudden like.. Magic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Sorry, shit pun but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And then some self-proclaimed Harry Potter fan started going "Don't even talk about being a fan of HP if you've never read the book you effing retard! You have no idea what you are talking about," when she's talking about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I quote from her, "Take for example the part where Bellatrix &amp;amp; Death Eater gang appeared at Wesleys house and created a fire crop circle thing and chased them around. How come I don't remember that part at all? Can someone englighten me and point out which chapter it was from?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Zzz to the epitome can. If you really are a Harry Potter fan, you would know that the scene's a representation of what the Death Eaters' countless attacks. By burning down The Burrow, it gives the movie-watchers a more in-depth pacing who did not read the books. Watching the scene from Harry's point of view is more expressive than looking at some unknown people's houses being burnt from the news reports. I know I sounded technical but .. Zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And she mispelt Weasley. Honest mistake for a HP fan or she never really knew the correct spelling for the word? There's always the benefit of doubt there so I'm not going to get all worked up about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, "Or what about the Death Eaters wreacking havoc in muggle world, fucking up the bridge and all? WHAT'S THE OUTCOME?????"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The blasting of Millenium Bridge in the movie act as a representation of all the Death Eaters' doings in the book. It is to signify that the rise of Voldemort does not only cause detrimental impacts on the wizarding community, but to the muggles as well. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;All these are in the first chapter, and the bridge part is in the first page somemore lor. So you might want to ask JKR herself for the answer to that question of yours.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here comes, "Also, I really hated the stupid lovey dovey parts! Honestly, who the fuck wants to watch Ron and some random chick snogging? I'd rather watch Ron &amp;amp; Hermione get together and in the end nothing much happened between them also! Just flirting, sort of, WTF?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Me. I really want to watch Ron and Lavender embrace each other because I think they are really cute together. This is my honest opinion okay -.- And about Ron and Hermione ended up with pretty much nothing is also written by JKR in the sixth book what. Shall I pose the same question as you did: Can someone englighten me and point out that this isn't from the book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I agree with her that I wished the producers paid more attention to Dumbledore's funeral, instead of just lighting the wand at the Dark Mark in the sky, which by the way, looks magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I've nothing against the blogger, only the comments she made. She has always been nice enough and I really do enjoy reading her blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;and I still do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;. And she's pretty! Okay I know being pretty or not has got nothing to do with this discussion. I just don't like how the comments were being posted, it's like challenging the rest of the population who loves the movie, like me. I know everyone's got their freedom of speech and so do I.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And I know that there are people who are disappointed by the film. I don't have any problem with them because there's nothing anyone can do to please the entire population of the world right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;What pisses me of is the way some people choose their words, it's as if they don't have the enough amount of brains to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;For me, I don't really know what to say about the movie honestly, there's so many things about Harry Potter going through my head that I can't think straight. Like I've said at the top of this post, I admit that some parts do make me go "?" and "!" even though they are not nessesarily bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Like the inferi scene, those little creatures look abit like Gollum and I was giggling when at least half of the cinema have not overcome their shock when we were startled by the sound effect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And about Draco! It was never explicitly stated in the book that he has already been branded by Dark Mark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;But since, JKR approved the script personally (&lt;b&gt;this should shut a hell load of people up :D&lt;/b&gt;), I think that Draco has indeed, joined his father as a fellow Death Eater. JKR is one who take her series seriously and she doesn't approve the script blindly. For example in the original script, Dumbledore once had a line about how he's got a crush on some girl but was corrected by JKR, stating that our dear old Dumbly's gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;I was abit surprised by how good looking Cormac is (so I approve of Hermione's choice definitely) and how Fenrir looked like Filch. And for the record, Dave Legeno is really quite handsome too for a 46 year old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;About Dumbledore's funeral, like what I've stated, I was looking forward to it but the moment where Fawkes appeared, I know it's gonna get cut ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Lastly, about the appearance of Cho Chang. I don't see her anywhere in the film? Is it just my eyes or what? I thought she'll be the one who got cursed by the necklace because Katie was signed on for the sixth installment, much to her surprise and mine, because the number of times Cho appeared in the book was abit depressing. Then the trailer came out, and it was Katie Bell who got cursed, just like what happened in the book and I was like "Maybeeee Cho's gonna replace Leann?" But no leh, Leann's still Leann in the movie ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;But I was really happy with how the rest of the film went! Pacing's good for me, cinematography by Bruno Delbonnel is amazing as well, the cast acted brilliantly in the film. I particularly enjoyed Jessie Cave and Jim Broadbent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And needless to say, Tom Felton is well loved by all of us. For the rest of the population, HBP gave us opportunity to discover Draco's inner feelings, hidden by the shell of the annoying twerp he was and it was so sad. Really really sad. For me, I've always been a major fan of Tom and nobody would disagree with me, always loved him more than the other casts and I finally understood my obsession of him. He's a darn good performer, acting and singing as well, and has always been breath taking (if you can say that about a boy). Everytime he appears on screen, something inside me twitched. Even if he only appeared in a news clipping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I heart Draco. Yay (':&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. I might not make sense to some but really, a suspected H1N1 patient who's burning at 39 degrees when typing out this post is highly emotional and easily agitated. Especially when she's talking about something she's highly devoted in.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5017250187522198395?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5017250187522198395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5017250187522198395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5017250187522198395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5017250187522198395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SmLOgWJpNdI/AAAAAAAAAvk/VRcWFjYGfw4/s72-c/dracohbp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-7425653500612022588</id><published>2009-07-18T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:40:17.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarantined.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Quarantined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that wasn't before I watched Harry Potter this morning!&lt;br /&gt;Which, by the way, is awesome&lt;br /&gt;because it stayed true to the book.&lt;br /&gt;Except the fact that Fenrir looked like Filch.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not complaining :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to blog about it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Because I don't want to forget.&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/255160722420351116-7425653500612022588?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7425653500612022588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7425653500612022588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7425653500612022588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7425653500612022588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/07/quarantined.html' title='Quarantined.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-2917340842471214559</id><published>2009-07-16T20:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:59:46.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Felton'/><title type='text'>Pre-HBP Hype</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's got to be one of the worst days I had this year because during the HT period, my home tutor said CY's down as a H1N1 suspect and Mahes and I got super worried, realllyyy worried. If he's gotten the flu, then his classmates (who happens to be the two of us as well) would have to be quarantined for seven days. And that means ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. Which would be super sad! And devastating. So I asked super loads of random questions like when is him getting his report back and when does the quarantine starts and all. Which then, leads to this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8I7x9JdVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/S2pASdFx3Hk/s1600-h/h1n1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 72px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8I7x9JdVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/S2pASdFx3Hk/s400/h1n1.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359011904709293394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On my home tutor's FB and ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8SbW0aE7I/AAAAAAAAAvE/JISjsPcso9o/s1600-h/h1n1_1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 72px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8SbW0aE7I/AAAAAAAAAvE/JISjsPcso9o/s400/h1n1_1.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359022342785340338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8SbW0aE7I/AAAAAAAAAvE/JISjsPcso9o/s1600-h/h1n1_1.PNG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On my Twitter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mr Wong really doesn't understand the importance of Harry Potter to me (and Mahes) and he keeps brainwashing us by telling us that Star Wars is the same as Star Wars, under the don't-know-what-heroic-something rule from don't-know-where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is one major difference: Harry Potter has got better looking actors and actresses than Star Wars. Think Tom Felton and Emma Watson! As compared to err.. I don't know, Yoda? I know Yoda's an animated character lah, but don't you think he looks really grumpy? Meh. Even Dobby is 10000 times cuter and he's now my favouritest character after I read how he died to save Harry and all! Super touching can )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rjjArvzXuc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6rjjArvzXuc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RIP Dobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A free elf who died a heroic death on March 1998.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, maybe Kreacher is also the unhappy sort whose ultimate fantasy is to be beheaded and have his head hung on the wall just like his mum. But he's gotten so lovely at Deathly Hallows and it's so hard not to like him!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH YAH. HARRY POTTER GOT HOUSE ELVES BUT STAR WARS DON'T HAVE (Y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8UFaRbObI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Rbuc_226mT0/s1600-h/h1n1_3.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 51px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8UFaRbObI/AAAAAAAAAvM/Rbuc_226mT0/s400/h1n1_3.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359024164778490290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jingyi's reply to my update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8UKweZTVI/AAAAAAAAAvU/k7vZJ3pZ3xg/s1600-h/h1n1_2.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8UKweZTVI/AAAAAAAAAvU/k7vZJ3pZ3xg/s400/h1n1_2.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359024256637816146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And my reply to Jingyi's reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since I'm on the topic on Harry Potter already, I might as well post this here too. I cannot understand how there's any people in the world who has the ability to reject Draco's love. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8rVBJ8vaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/RIX6t483Rfc/s1600-h/loves.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8rVBJ8vaI/AAAAAAAAAvc/RIX6t483Rfc/s400/loves.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359049721681591714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt; It's confirmed that CY's a negative, high fever only. Heng ah, no need to miss HBP. Super happy can :D And the conversation between his mum and Mr Wong is super funny bhahahaha. Anyway, I'm watching it on this Saturday! :D Wanted to watch it today but tomorrow got school, am scared that I can't sleep and wake due to severe hyperactiveness. Wanted to watch tomorrow but I got tuition -.- So yeah, left Saturday only. Aiyah, since I've waited it for two unbearable years already, might as well wait for two more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-2917340842471214559?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2917340842471214559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2917340842471214559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2917340842471214559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2917340842471214559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/07/pre-hbp-hype.html' title='Pre-HBP Hype'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sl8I7x9JdVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/S2pASdFx3Hk/s72-c/h1n1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-4381641163490568597</id><published>2009-07-13T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:02:57.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day back after Prelims 1</title><content type='html'>So today's the first day back at school after two painfully disastrous weeks of examinations and I don't exactly like how today went but then again, I never really liked the first-day-back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all the people&lt;/span&gt; I dislike are in my GP consultation class. I can't believe my luck sometimes. During PE, we took our weight and unfortunately, me has gained 600g. We also had to learn this racial harmony dance thing and I had melted under that sun. I have finally become an NC25/NW20 during the holidays and exam period but I think that I have became tanner now. Meiling said I resembled an apple after the dance when I asked her whether I looked like a crab or not. And I did put on sunscreen can, SPF65 somemore. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one last thing, it's been awhile since I posted my face here. So below's a picture to annoy anyone who think people should bare their faces everywhere and anywhere they go. I like to irritate people who disagree with me even though I don't know why. I guess everyone pretty much feel the same way as I do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SlsvLC3wCAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/nSiF0AECghM/s1600-h/Astoria+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SlsvLC3wCAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/nSiF0AECghM/s320/Astoria+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357928048483108866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me loves Kelly :}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh yeah, I almost forgot. Today's word of the day: Mahjong. And Meiling would always be there to remind us when we've neglected or forgotten this word. Bahahahaha :D&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/255160722420351116-4381641163490568597?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4381641163490568597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4381641163490568597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4381641163490568597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4381641163490568597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/07/first-day-back-after-prelims-1.html' title='First day back after Prelims 1'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SlsvLC3wCAI/AAAAAAAAAu0/nSiF0AECghM/s72-c/Astoria+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-4130171402744992163</id><published>2009-07-09T11:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T17:59:31.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Felton'/><title type='text'>Kai Z Feng</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think Kai Z Feng is such a brilliant photographer&lt;br /&gt;and I'm blown away with what he did to Tom.&lt;br /&gt;One of the very amazing pictures here :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SlVpacpBWYI/AAAAAAAAAus/-aVYvtUprt4/s1600-h/Kai+Z+Feng3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SlVpacpBWYI/AAAAAAAAAus/-aVYvtUprt4/s320/Kai+Z+Feng3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356303234912835970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Totally love this (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting (impatiently) for the&lt;br /&gt;Drama magazine shoot to be out,&lt;br /&gt;but like very slow leh.&lt;br /&gt;The shoot with Kai Z Feng's so much later&lt;br /&gt;and we're able to see some of the collection already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And uhh, my desktop crashed about a week ago,&lt;br /&gt;(right after I changed the keyboard -.-)&lt;br /&gt;so everything's gone.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures, music and photos (!! with Aska D':)&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I have the sense to upload like 1% of the&lt;br /&gt;photos I took of/with Aska on Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;Better than nothing )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POA paper 2 tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;And I want Jill Stuart Eye Jelly 10 &lt;3&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&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/255160722420351116-4130171402744992163?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4130171402744992163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4130171402744992163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4130171402744992163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4130171402744992163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/07/kai-z-feng.html' title='Kai Z Feng'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SlVpacpBWYI/AAAAAAAAAus/-aVYvtUprt4/s72-c/Kai+Z+Feng3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-1005318041804894249</id><published>2009-06-26T16:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:01:30.808+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvin Ng'/><title type='text'>Renyi's dead ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elvinng.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/new-image-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 313px;" src="http://www.elvinng.net/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/new-image-3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked very cute for a character who's&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be banged by the car.&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/255160722420351116-1005318041804894249?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/1005318041804894249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=1005318041804894249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1005318041804894249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1005318041804894249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/renyis-dead.html' title='Renyi&apos;s dead ):'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8405452967822998578</id><published>2009-06-25T14:43:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T16:14:33.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Camp 2009</title><content type='html'>The lack of posts is due to the fact that my keyboard died, not that I'm actually revising. So now that I've the keyboard replaced, I'm so busy spamming others and myself on Facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMovQW-X8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/wostxGPSYBk/s1600-h/happyspamming.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMovQW-X8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/wostxGPSYBk/s400/happyspamming.PNG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351165574556573634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is like a tenth of what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't explain my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hahaha am so happy now because I've been using that stupid character map software for two days, clicking on each and every single letter and punctuations and since the spaces cannot be pasted, I've to copy some other words with spaces and delete the extra letters away.. All with mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so dreadful I nearly threw the keyboard to the screen. But no, somehow I was able to listen to the little sense left in me. Bah. Anyway, pictures of the camp are from others' Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlaZHSosI/AAAAAAAAAuU/CNjw0i35J9Q/s1600-h/4988_96069473921_662963921_2124033_4107101_n.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/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlaZHSosI/AAAAAAAAAuU/CNjw0i35J9Q/s320/4988_96069473921_662963921_2124033_4107101_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161917594575554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My loot.&lt;br /&gt;Like I've said, I don't have much time to shop&lt;br /&gt;at Malacca, but still managed to bring some back :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlZ3n9fVI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Unomh_BIRQs/s1600-h/4841_94132502226_732952226_2089537_4156254_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlZ3n9fVI/AAAAAAAAAuE/Unomh_BIRQs/s320/4841_94132502226_732952226_2089537_4156254_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161908604796242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some weird game about twenty cents coins.&lt;br /&gt;Only put this up because of my limb.&lt;br /&gt;And hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlP61hB3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/Cc1Cb7qLVjI/s1600-h/4841_94128827226_732952226_2089504_2255563_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlP61hB3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/Cc1Cb7qLVjI/s320/4841_94128827226_732952226_2089504_2255563_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161737668265842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Jocelyn.&lt;br /&gt;Another weird game which we had to pass rubber bands&lt;br /&gt;with satay sticks thingo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlOyqvZaI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RXr94LSVDN4/s1600-h/4773_93342392669_675732669_1986554_5407500_n.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/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlOyqvZaI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RXr94LSVDN4/s320/4773_93342392669_675732669_1986554_5407500_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161718295717282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at someone's mouth bahahah.&lt;br /&gt;How can he twist it into that shape.&lt;br /&gt;The midnight supper was okay only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlPKwCAvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/mDwteaKumvw/s1600-h/4773_93342462669_675732669_1986564_5445732_n.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/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlPKwCAvI/AAAAAAAAAtk/mDwteaKumvw/s320/4773_93342462669_675732669_1986564_5445732_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161724760359666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The KTV is super cheap.&lt;br /&gt;We paid like RM2 each for two and a half hours,&lt;br /&gt;I think. I forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Can't stay there longer because they close at 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlPkUhkHI/AAAAAAAAAt0/VZh5AM5EOOM/s1600-h/4841_94128762226_732952226_2089494_5108508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlPkUhkHI/AAAAAAAAAt0/VZh5AM5EOOM/s320/4841_94128762226_732952226_2089494_5108508_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161731624308850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlaFsFYcI/AAAAAAAAAuM/C-nFpCDczf0/s1600-h/4841_94132507226_732952226_2089538_4064129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlaFsFYcI/AAAAAAAAAuM/C-nFpCDczf0/s320/4841_94132507226_732952226_2089538_4064129_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161912380187074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot when are these two are taken.&lt;br /&gt;I think after some sharing sessions&lt;br /&gt;and some random games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlPeDRuAI/AAAAAAAAAts/zUgrHUo7baI/s1600-h/4841_94128742226_732952226_2089492_447358_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMlPeDRuAI/AAAAAAAAAts/zUgrHUo7baI/s320/4841_94128742226_732952226_2089492_447358_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351161729941354498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Single spotlight.&lt;br /&gt;But I prefer this than what we've gotten actually.&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8405452967822998578?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8405452967822998578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8405452967822998578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8405452967822998578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8405452967822998578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/church-camp-2009.html' title='Church Camp 2009'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SkMovQW-X8I/AAAAAAAAAuk/wostxGPSYBk/s72-c/happyspamming.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-99328070489786453</id><published>2009-06-21T13:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:50:14.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Malacca</title><content type='html'>Hello world, am finally back from the Malacca trip and didn't get much shopping done, it's a camp afterall. Renyi's gonna die next Thursday, how am I going to survive the last 8 episodes without him? Maybe it's better that way, being able focus on the Prelims 1. Speaking of exams, anyone started revision yet? I haven't. Damn shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-99328070489786453?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/99328070489786453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=99328070489786453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/99328070489786453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/99328070489786453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-malacca.html' title='Back from Malacca'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7693012053040399145</id><published>2009-06-11T17:04:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T17:39:03.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How my day went (I'm super original yay :D)</title><content type='html'>POA consultation in the morning with Mrs Tay and I was super proud of myself to be able to finish an Incomplete Records question :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was SSC (my second time this week :D) with Lingxuan. I love Daiso :D My $8 was well spent on useless superficial products (like some black masque thingo) because it helps to satisfy my innate desires when I'm are poor. Lunch was nice with free drinks at Astons whoots. Finally bought a basic black top from Cotton On for my super bright turqoisey leggings. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Which reminds me, Ruiqi where are youuu ~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Was taken aback when I saw myself appearing in my home tutor's FB photo album. It wouldn't be this surprising if I'm not taking my GP prelims one at the moment when he was right beside me, taking the picture. And I thought he was just playing with his phone -_- Lucky my limbs look fine lor, if not, ohmergerhsz. But do I have to be reminded that my essay is totally out of point? T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. The more I stare at the latest picture Elvin and I took, the more I hate it. Even without the over-colouring of my skin tone (and the hair!), it seems pretty bad enough D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7693012053040399145?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7693012053040399145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7693012053040399145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7693012053040399145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7693012053040399145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-my-day-went-ohmergerhszx-super.html' title='How my day went (I&apos;m super original yay :D)'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6182682622634786965</id><published>2009-06-08T19:28:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T16:51:04.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvin Ng'/><title type='text'>Rocking Without Smoking</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344917415284090418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Siz2EhPOpjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1Xzs6qs9DwA/s320/DSC00731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I looked super beigey-pink because I photoshopped&lt;br /&gt;my skin colour as I thought I looked too tanned.&lt;br /&gt;I did not realise how salmon-y&lt;br /&gt;I was until I saved the picture.&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing is that&lt;br /&gt;I did not have a backup copy of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate how messy my hair was.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't photoshop it away because&lt;br /&gt;I don't want a headless/distorted woman&lt;br /&gt;to be in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame her for wanting to be in the same frame with him.&lt;br /&gt;But why does she have to be in that exact spot.&lt;br /&gt;Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate how unnatural my smile was.&lt;br /&gt;And how unhappy my smile was,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm the exact opposite of what was portrayed.&lt;br /&gt;It's so difficult to smile when your whole body just freezes up?&lt;br /&gt;But then again, many people, like Ms Tay and Ruiqi for instance,&lt;br /&gt;have commented that I can't smile naturally,&lt;br /&gt;no matter how happy I am.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But! Elvin's cute enough to save this major fail photo.&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6182682622634786965?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6182682622634786965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6182682622634786965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6182682622634786965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6182682622634786965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/rocking-without-smoking.html' title='Rocking Without Smoking'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Siz2EhPOpjI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1Xzs6qs9DwA/s72-c/DSC00731.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-5953679438752157455</id><published>2009-06-08T16:56:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:04:22.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>Would there ever be a next time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All along, I thought I've moved on from point B to C. It took me almost three months to realise that I haven't, and it took me another eight months to realise how emotionally attached I can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a pleasant surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What a breath of fresh air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You knock the wind out of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blindsided and so unaware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/gone-with-wind.html"&gt;http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/gone-with-wind.html&lt;/a&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/255160722420351116-5953679438752157455?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5953679438752157455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5953679438752157455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5953679438752157455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5953679438752157455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/would-there-ever-be-next-time.html' title='Would there ever be a next time?'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-4207912781829196692</id><published>2009-06-07T15:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:20:17.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mick Mars</title><content type='html'>Mick Mars is so cool, he's like the cucumber of cucumbers :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-4207912781829196692?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4207912781829196692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4207912781829196692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4207912781829196692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4207912781829196692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/mick-mars.html' title='Mick Mars'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7489977025695341787</id><published>2009-06-06T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:27:05.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POA Company Accounts</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's POA class was fulfilling because I  realised that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Company Accounts&lt;/span&gt; is not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; difficult to do after I finally understood what debentures, interim and final dividends, and preference shares are. I know, all the basics after 2 and a half years worth of Accounting education but I'm finally improving! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must. Pass. This. POA. Prelims. One. I. Don't. Care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7489977025695341787?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7489977025695341787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7489977025695341787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7489977025695341787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7489977025695341787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/poa-company-accounts.html' title='POA Company Accounts'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8525855472746484542</id><published>2009-06-04T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:12:19.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun is in the sky</title><content type='html'>It's all my fault that Benny is getting obsessed with this Mediacorp actor. I shouldn't have made him watch The Ultimatum lah. Now he's getting all gay and such ohmehgerhzx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8525855472746484542?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8525855472746484542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8525855472746484542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8525855472746484542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8525855472746484542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/sun-is-in-sky.html' title='The sun is in the sky'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6333889392330036824</id><published>2009-06-03T18:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:16:14.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Face hurts</title><content type='html'>Just now at school, the toilet door swinged by itself and crashed the left side of my face. Super loser, I know. Just a couple of weeks ago, I crashed the right side of my face by walking literally into the door frame of my room in total darkness. So now, it's all about balancing huh? FML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6333889392330036824?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6333889392330036824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6333889392330036824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6333889392330036824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6333889392330036824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/06/face-hurts.html' title='Face hurts'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3457273457741626832</id><published>2009-05-29T17:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:32:14.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An annoying daughter my Dad has</title><content type='html'>I am nudging my father on the MSN every twenty seconds because I'm bored and he can't complain because being nudged by his own annoying (but favourite) daughter is a part of the routine of becoming an awesome Dad &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3457273457741626832?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3457273457741626832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3457273457741626832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3457273457741626832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3457273457741626832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/annoying-daughter.html' title='An annoying daughter my Dad has'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-2382829582203313817</id><published>2009-05-29T16:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T17:22:38.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of Term 2</title><content type='html'>Today is the last day of school :D But I'm going back to school for the additional Accounts lessons and on Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday and Thursday and Friday. Kinda loserish to go back to school for two weeks (with other subjects as well) but it's okay, can get a chance to drill my POA skills, seeing that mine is negligable. And this reminds me of a little incident between me and my POA teacher a week or two ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Mrs Wan was talking to another,&lt;br /&gt;"You are not on the at-risk list but you are working&lt;br /&gt;your way towards there if you continue to not study".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Me, "Then me leh me leh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Mrs Wan looked at me with a strained smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Me, "It's okay, can tell me. I can accept it :D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Mrs Wan continued looking at me with the same strained smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Me, "It's really okay, I want to knowww :DD"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Mrs Wan, "Yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Me, "BOOHOOO T.T"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should have known better. I'm already assigned to another teacher who seems pretty nice and helpful for extra consultations and my tests are crap. Never mind, I cannot give up, must jia you! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Azizah is still furious at me for doing that _____ and ____ to _____ after a day but it's okay, I am carrying out a mission for her anyways :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-2382829582203313817?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2382829582203313817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2382829582203313817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2382829582203313817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2382829582203313817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/last-day-of-term-2.html' title='Last day of Term 2'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5743484484979541226</id><published>2009-05-28T16:37:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:28:48.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pastamania!</title><content type='html'>Today was a happy day :D Somehow, the little guilt and some sort of unhappiness which nudged me at the back of my head for a couple of days were lifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we finally had our Pastamania meal after weeks :D Azizah was about to give in to go to the Sun Plaza's outlet when I decided to be nice and suggested Westmall. Bleh. I felt cheated for a bit. And she was super agressive towards me before we left school! I did not expect such a reaction from her when all I did was a genuine and honest ____ and _____ to _____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had this salmon pasta at Pastamania with Azizah, Rachel and Calvin. The meal was supposed to be satisfying but my diluted ice lemon tea spoilt everything ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gloria and me both did something stupid today, although I don't know what she did but she'll tell me after her dinner :} But omygooshhh whatever happened to me approximately 30 minutes ago, was epic, as described by her. Omygerhszx I am feeling super pissed now lah. Pffft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day, "He is just a special random guy in MI".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5743484484979541226?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5743484484979541226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5743484484979541226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5743484484979541226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5743484484979541226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/pastamania.html' title='Pastamania!'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5675934892475687918</id><published>2009-05-25T18:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:13:49.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like the way how things go</title><content type='html'>I don't like how I'm assigned to play the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poke poke game&lt;/span&gt; for PE for the 4 sessions starting July. I don't like how they said drawing lots would be done instead of the first come first serve basis for the choosing of the activity we want to participate in, even though people at the end of the queue (like me) were forced to take up other games because the slots were full. I don't like how I had to give up archery for the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; poke poke game&lt;/span&gt; just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like how human beings tend to think too much and they always make the simplest things complicated. I don't like how they think I like him when I do not. I don't like how they react about it. I don't like how people do not even have the courage to look at me in the eyes. I don't like how I'm being an irony because I might be the one thinking too much, even though it's not quite possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like the way how Elvin looked at me yesterday! Haha loves &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5675934892475687918?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5675934892475687918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5675934892475687918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5675934892475687918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5675934892475687918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-like-way-how-things-go.html' title='I don&apos;t like the way how things go'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-4375293140263640171</id><published>2009-05-23T11:20:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:43:23.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvin Ng'/><title type='text'>The Ultimatum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Shdrl8OaPlI/AAAAAAAAAs0/W46OvGiiavQ/s1600-h/38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Shdrl8OaPlI/AAAAAAAAAs0/W46OvGiiavQ/s320/38.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338854182836911698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This picture&lt;br /&gt;is so cute hehe :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so in love with zebra prints now, anyone as well?&lt;br /&gt;Ohmehgerrhzxs, I need frozen yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;I poke your eyes with chopsticks then you know ah.&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to Eeling, Liza and Andrew for the audition! :D&lt;br /&gt;Time to head to NLB and support (lol bahaha) Tongtong.&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/255160722420351116-4375293140263640171?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4375293140263640171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4375293140263640171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4375293140263640171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4375293140263640171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/ultimatum.html' title='The Ultimatum'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Shdrl8OaPlI/AAAAAAAAAs0/W46OvGiiavQ/s72-c/38.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-591536831390634986</id><published>2009-05-21T20:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:45:12.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ShVUGVwTBcI/AAAAAAAAAsk/I9JaBKItrb4/s1600-h/n697158471_1078519_5712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ShVUGVwTBcI/AAAAAAAAAsk/I9JaBKItrb4/s320/n697158471_1078519_5712.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338265401213257154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found this from Eeling's facebook.&lt;br /&gt;This shall serve as my motivation.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, some people posted 2007/2008 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I nearly died looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;Is that what my hair really looked like back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another posted 2009 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;With my spectacles that are obviously too huge for me,&lt;br /&gt;and my eyebags + dark eye circles,&lt;br /&gt;I look like I'm gonna fall asleep any moment.&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I heart my daily contact lenses.&lt;br /&gt;(But I might switch back to my monthly ones)&lt;br /&gt;And concealer.&lt;br /&gt;And liquid foundation, or the 2 way cake.&lt;br /&gt;With loose powder or compact powder.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some mascaras and eyeshadows.&lt;br /&gt;Abit of blusher, bronzer and highlighter.&lt;br /&gt;Add some eyeliner and browmaker.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready and good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, let's just say Facebook is dangerous,&lt;br /&gt;in many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. Meiling, good luck on your quest of signing up an account successfully for the 654985th time. Go you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-591536831390634986?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/591536831390634986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=591536831390634986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/591536831390634986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/591536831390634986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/facebook.html' title='Facebook'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/ShVUGVwTBcI/AAAAAAAAAsk/I9JaBKItrb4/s72-c/n697158471_1078519_5712.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-3681395819394565737</id><published>2009-05-18T13:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:22:46.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm easily annoyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ShD8lBJoaRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/gjWhWPHuTH4/s1600-h/15qvneb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ShD8lBJoaRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/gjWhWPHuTH4/s320/15qvneb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337043271328229650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am very upset over what has happened during that two days. Obviously, some people lack the basic courtesy of being respectful to another person who deserved it, seeing all the efforts he put in. But then again, to expect some sort of civility from a bunch of fucktards? Meh. The sea will turn pink before they have learned to be complaisant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3681395819394565737?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3681395819394565737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3681395819394565737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3681395819394565737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3681395819394565737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-easily-annoyed.html' title='I&apos;m easily annoyed'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/ShD8lBJoaRI/AAAAAAAAAsc/gjWhWPHuTH4/s72-c/15qvneb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-5308504167139534512</id><published>2009-05-17T17:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:57:16.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Millennia Institute Official Opening</title><content type='html'>So yesterday was our school's official opening and the lunch was boring. I expected to eat while pretending to listen to the speeches and watch other people performing but nooooo. Food was served last which honestly annoyed me a little, but not as much as another person did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnivial was supposedly alright but I've got $40 worth of coupons to spend so it was great even though lugging all those stuffs home was a chore. I bought $20 from the stack I was given to sell even though I did not, $5 given from Hilda or Edwin and another $15 from Mr Lim :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things conquered which I slinged on my limbs and stuffed in a worn out bag and some people thought it cost $1000 (?!) I honestly did not realise that the stupid word was engraved on the metal when I bought it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold bangle, turqoisey green leggings, guys' tshirt which was abit too big to me (I wanted to give it to Dad but him and silver graphics just don't match.  Then, I thought of giving it to Benny but he'll look gay because it's like too short for him leh. I think I shall wear it to tuitions or somewhere in the neighbood), uncooked macaroni letters in the test tube thingo, 5 packets of honeyed cornflakes, 3 currypuffs from Zelan's class booth and she gave me a can of coke :D, 2 packs of chocolate cookies, a cup of mashmallows dipped in Nutella and Oreos, a packet of fried rice and a packet of spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cheap thrills :DDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5308504167139534512?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5308504167139534512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5308504167139534512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5308504167139534512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5308504167139534512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/millennia-institute-official-opening.html' title='Millennia Institute Official Opening'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-1711713448123044382</id><published>2009-05-15T23:32:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:44:41.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose</title><content type='html'>I realised that I might be one of the very littlest few, who felt contended with the results we've gotten for our SYF. The rest were disappointed (for those who cared) and maybe even discouraged because we did not achieve our goal, not that anyone went hysterical or bawled their eyes out in the public or anything else close to that effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might have done our best but isn't it all too superficial, and I might add, desultory, if we're just using that to project our results? Those who have gotten Gold may have worked harder, put in more effort and have more practice sessions than us. To put it realistically (and simply), their performances are just better than ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't we be proud of ourselves that we had done our best, no matter what the outcome is? Wouldn't it be more disastrous if any glitch, unexpected or not, was to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Even though it made me feel a bit guilty for not even feeling half as disappointed as the rest, it does not mean that I have not put in my best effort. I know for the fact that some people, our vice chairman for instance, do not like how little I am contributing to the team. But what more do you want from a person who was supposed to drag a plant across the stage and paint faces with arrows and random whatnot? I know what I've done, I do not feel that my effort is in anyway, inferior as compared to the others' and am certain that I've fulfilled my role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and thanks Dinesh for his "GOOOO DOROTHY!!!" or at least that's what I heard when the principal announced to the school that we've gotten Silver for our drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; I'm always going to &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;want to make&lt;/span&gt; it move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; Always going to be an uphill battle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; Sometimes you going to have to lose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about how fast I get there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt; It's &lt;span class="IL_SPAN"&gt;&lt;input name="IL_MARKER" type="hidden"&gt;the climb&lt;/span&gt;&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/255160722420351116-1711713448123044382?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/1711713448123044382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=1711713448123044382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1711713448123044382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1711713448123044382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/sometimes-im-gonna-have-to-lose.html' title='Sometimes I&apos;m gonna have to lose'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3100400882698607364</id><published>2009-05-13T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:58:24.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy rainy days</title><content type='html'>As usual, nothing much happened lately. The only highlight of the day was that my classmate told me I molested his butt :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the one who tempted me to get some bubble tea, good luck for your A Levels History tomorrow and don't be too chilled about it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3100400882698607364?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3100400882698607364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3100400882698607364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3100400882698607364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3100400882698607364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/lazy-rainy-days.html' title='Lazy rainy days'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7230295391602505918</id><published>2009-05-08T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:06:53.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing control</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I broke down&lt;br /&gt;and cried in the canteen&lt;br /&gt;during the break after PE yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because they told me,&lt;br /&gt;the love of my life is&lt;br /&gt;rumored to be gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very depressed&lt;br /&gt;and dejected,&lt;br /&gt;and so very traumatized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;br /&gt;My faith  in you was fading&lt;br /&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7230295391602505918?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7230295391602505918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7230295391602505918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7230295391602505918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7230295391602505918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/losing-control.html' title='Losing control'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7921545970598728595</id><published>2009-05-06T21:23:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:41:27.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Already Gone</title><content type='html'>I am astounded by the fact that many weird people surround me every single day. Not that I'm very normal, but am definitely much more sane than any of them. And poop, I can't find my Aska shirt and I'm supposed to wear it on Friday when I'm dragging the pot of plant across the stage at ACJC D: On a random, but not quite unrelated note, I can't wait for the hoodie to arrive! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Yay my husband passed! I love you deepdeep :D Bahahaha waiting for your treat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7921545970598728595?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7921545970598728595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7921545970598728595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7921545970598728595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7921545970598728595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/05/already-gone.html' title='Already Gone'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-906595633789712999</id><published>2009-04-30T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:32:37.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Felton'/><title type='text'>When in Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SflhTvgOrpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/qHOOPYuSyCk/s1600-h/5203372.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/_MLels5MRl_k/SflhTvgOrpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/qHOOPYuSyCk/s320/5203372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330398625766747794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Never thought I'd live the day&lt;br /&gt;to see Draco in jeans."&lt;/span&gt;&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/255160722420351116-906595633789712999?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/906595633789712999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=906595633789712999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/906595633789712999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/906595633789712999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-in-rome.html' title='When in Rome'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SflhTvgOrpI/AAAAAAAAAsU/qHOOPYuSyCk/s72-c/5203372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-92712007100456781</id><published>2009-04-23T21:26:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:06:02.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some tag replies</title><content type='html'>My life has been quite good, I've been happy and all was well for the past few weeks, except -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I've never been any busier this year.&lt;br /&gt;2) I've never been any poorer this year.&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm wasting loads of $ on Pet Society for stupid, useless things.&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm getting annoyed by Roanna's primary school classmate, not that they went to the same primary school and was in the same class, but yah la.&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm getting irritated by the increasing number of people whom they think they know me because we talk. Like wtf hello?!&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm always embarrassing myself in front of all the wrong people, sometimes abit too wrong and of all human beings, why them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm posting my tag replies here today, from the earliest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Yes! Elvinnnnn! &lt;3&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i:&lt;/span&gt; Absolutely :D Even for a person who's not that fond of him must still admit that he's cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Yahh so heavily photoshopped but still so handsome bahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;# peijie&lt;/span&gt;: Scary transformation really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jingyi&lt;/span&gt;: YES YES 17 AGAIN WHOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; 'Sup yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jingyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;EVERYONE WHO WATCHED THE MOVIE ARE ALL SWOONING OVER ZAC! And eh, I missed it as well D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; I think you'll get over it soon enough! Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ziza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; OMGEHHH. You watched it omgehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lingxuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Just so happens that the people whom I fawn over are those whom you like then you'll say my taste improved. Not fair leh. And hahahah vibrator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Deathly Hallows is the one they're splitting into two films. Hehe HP series end later and more of Draco (Y) Double wins lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Read faster. Add oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Nono, Dumbly died in the Half-Blood Prince ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-92712007100456781?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/92712007100456781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=92712007100456781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/92712007100456781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/92712007100456781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-tag-replies.html' title='Some tag replies'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8387352311674247272</id><published>2009-04-21T21:24:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:06:48.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Felton'/><title type='text'>Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince trailer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The final Half Blood-Prince trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUdFnK5snTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MUdFnK5snTI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="280"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the final trailer for the installment and&lt;br /&gt;is the fifth one as well (if I'm not wrong)?&lt;br /&gt;And this is my favourite trailer because!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more fast paced.&lt;br /&gt;Covers more new aspects of the book&lt;br /&gt;(while the previous ones can be quite repetitive)&lt;br /&gt;like the Ginny, cursed necklace, and inferi scenes.&lt;br /&gt;But does anyone think that those inferi looks abit comical?&lt;br /&gt;I was expecting more of a&lt;br /&gt;living-zombie-but-somehow-still-flexible-while-scary-at-the-same-time bodies.&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the muggles scene!&lt;br /&gt;I really like the idea of it :D&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to see the muggles and wizards appearing together.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I can't explain why :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how would I have forgotten about my dear Draco?&lt;br /&gt;This is practically like the Draco Malfoy trailer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0:53-0:58&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Especially 0:56-0:58, those eyes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:57&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SECTUMSEMPRA! My favourite scene ever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2:05&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("I has to do this."&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, all humans make mistake, Draco as well.&lt;br /&gt;Grammatical error won't stop me from loving you :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think it's the Hogwarts Express scene.&lt;br /&gt;Can't tell much from less than a second of wand waving.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there's a part which I'm very worried about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0:53-0:58&lt;/span&gt;, Dumbledore said, "Voldemort has chosen Draco Malfoy for a mission," and that was never in the book. That can mean to percieve Draco as a vile and cruel man but Draco is not such! I mean, yes he is irritating and annoying but never vile and cruel. Even though it is true that Voldy has chosen him, it was to punish Lucius for his mistakes. Draco has to do it, to protect his family, even though he might be aware that he can actually die from it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not that he hates Dumbledore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nor that he is evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the book, Dumbly was protecting Draco. He planned his death with Snape so as to not stain Draco's soul. He never once made it clear that Draco was chosen despite Harry's worries and chose to pretend that Draco has nothing to do with all these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;, even though he knew all about them all along&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By making Dumbly say that line, it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; can&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;change the whole direction of Book 7 and the attitude of Draco and his family. Would his parents, Lucius and Narcissa, still dare to defy Voldemort to look for their son in the midst of the battle? Would Narcissa still lie to Voldy and said that Harry's dead when he's not? Would Crabbe still die? Or worse, would Snape, the one who has always been misunderstood, be killed by Voldy? Would Draco and the trios still acknowledge each other at the platform Nine and Three Quarters with their children, and I might add, with Astoria (!!) and Scorpious by Draco's side? Would she (!!) even be married to Draco if the plot changes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Se3VIUyQmWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/qkHl0Sc0Ar4/s1600-h/4188960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Se3VIUyQmWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/qkHl0Sc0Ar4/s320/4188960.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327148273244346722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Se3VIke27SI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ZujMDhDQirI/s1600-h/5788197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Se3VIke27SI/AAAAAAAAAsM/ZujMDhDQirI/s320/5788197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327148277457939746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Totally adore these (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;P.S. The whole chunk of paragraphs about me being worried are the summary of my usual train of thoughts about the Harry Potter plot and I have to write down somewhere. Even though there's still 365875 questions I have yet to address about Dumbledore's line, I shall wait and see what happens in the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8387352311674247272?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8387352311674247272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8387352311674247272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8387352311674247272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8387352311674247272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/04/harry-potter-and-half-blood-prince.html' title='Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince trailer'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Se3VIUyQmWI/AAAAAAAAAsE/qkHl0Sc0Ar4/s72-c/4188960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-7348990351879349544</id><published>2009-04-16T19:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:48:11.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 Again and Zac Efron!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SecZ168FDUI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LdBKHkELS9c/s1600-h/normal_zac-efron-17-again-movie-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SecZ168FDUI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LdBKHkELS9c/s320/normal_zac-efron-17-again-movie-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325253498533907778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17 Again&lt;/span&gt; with Meiling and Irene! Zac Efron is superrr hot and my $6.50 was well spent. Rushed from school to the cinema and the both of them were way too fast for me. I love Thursdays! School ends super early for 07B5 yipee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the movie was good and I teared a little at the divorcing scene. Zac still looks so good while crying (: The big, wavy hair was classic as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Desdes that tomorrow's the presentation for the Okinawa trip and wouldn't it be a little too late seeing that it's been almost a year already? And Cynthia better not pick photos with my face on it. My eyebags + dark eye circles were at their worst during the trip and I don't know how to survive the presentation if that really happens. Ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think I see it coming&lt;br /&gt;If we step out on that limb&lt;br /&gt;My heartbeat beats me senselessly&lt;br /&gt;Why's everything got to be so intense with me&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to handle all this unpredictability&lt;br /&gt;In all probability&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/255160722420351116-7348990351879349544?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7348990351879349544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7348990351879349544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7348990351879349544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7348990351879349544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/04/17-again-and-zac-efron.html' title='17 Again and Zac Efron!'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SecZ168FDUI/AAAAAAAAAr8/LdBKHkELS9c/s72-c/normal_zac-efron-17-again-movie-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-1519310150698364583</id><published>2009-04-12T15:00:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:09:02.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elvin Ng'/><title type='text'>Elvin is so cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a post about Elvin because&lt;br /&gt;he is absolutely the most &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; guy&lt;br /&gt;in the whole of Singapore,&lt;br /&gt;much less to say Mediacorp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's abit random how I started liking him.&lt;br /&gt;Read &lt;a href="http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/08/elvin-ng-rui-en-prettayes.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, but beware of a bad haircut&lt;br /&gt;spotted on this blog's owner then,&lt;br /&gt;as my fringe was way too short.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was definitely starstrucked&lt;br /&gt;by the very hot looking Elvin&lt;br /&gt;who seemed to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;float&lt;/span&gt; pass me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SeGYMHDmbmI/AAAAAAAAArc/dfar_Kcut28/s1600-h/elvin1315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SeGYMHDmbmI/AAAAAAAAArc/dfar_Kcut28/s320/elvin1315.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323703568348638818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like whoa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SeGYL0ri3MI/AAAAAAAAArU/RyNnwSjdino/s1600-h/elvin1192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SeGYL0ri3MI/AAAAAAAAArU/RyNnwSjdino/s320/elvin1192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323703563415903426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looks abit like Nat Ho in this photo :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While these photos are heavily photoshopped,&lt;br /&gt;I decided to post some of the more&lt;br /&gt;down-to-earth pictures to show that&lt;br /&gt;he is so cute in real life!&lt;br /&gt;(Not that anyone needs any reminder :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SeHMDF_vDII/AAAAAAAAAr0/HTVP7F7QyNo/s1600-h/buqun9.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/_MLels5MRl_k/SeHMDF_vDII/AAAAAAAAAr0/HTVP7F7QyNo/s320/buqun9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323760588049812610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SeHMCygEt0I/AAAAAAAAArs/UKv4cfIM9q0/s1600-h/buqun8.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/_MLels5MRl_k/SeHMCygEt0I/AAAAAAAAArs/UKv4cfIM9q0/s320/buqun8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323760582816741186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scenes from "By My Side",&lt;br /&gt;where he acted as a vet.&lt;br /&gt;Ohmygosh people should watch&lt;br /&gt;him with the golden retriever!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh so cuteee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I prefer him before photoshopping.&lt;br /&gt;I mean everyone can look good with it,&lt;br /&gt;but not all can look great before those stuff!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh why must he be so cuteee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think Elvin serves as an&lt;br /&gt;inspiration to each and every guy on earth&lt;br /&gt;because he wasn't quite so hot back then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SeGYLwIBFdI/AAAAAAAAArM/8OzVHKcWSME/s1600-h/DSC00211.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/_MLels5MRl_k/SeGYLwIBFdI/AAAAAAAAArM/8OzVHKcWSME/s320/DSC00211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323703562193147346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is the classic (:&lt;br /&gt;But still very cute leh!&lt;br /&gt;In the nerdy way :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Okay lah I am damn bloody biased.&lt;br /&gt;I won't think the person in the magazine is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he's not Elvin :D)&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/255160722420351116-1519310150698364583?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/1519310150698364583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=1519310150698364583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1519310150698364583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1519310150698364583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/04/blindsided-and-so-unaware.html' title='Elvin is so cute'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SeGYMHDmbmI/AAAAAAAAArc/dfar_Kcut28/s72-c/elvin1315.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-2335461437076149565</id><published>2009-04-09T16:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:38:39.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Kitty collection from MAC (:</title><content type='html'>I am very upset right now because I spilled half of my lunch all over the floor. Me is very hungry but I've nothing to eat pfft. And to make myself slightly more cheerful, here are the photos of my Hello Kitty collection from MAC! I know it's been out for a super long time and I've them for as long as I can remember, but somehow my USB cable's missing. So here it is whooo yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wbj-bh1I/AAAAAAAAArE/aDJeJr1yuqM/s1600-h/IMG_2029.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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wbj-bh1I/AAAAAAAAArE/aDJeJr1yuqM/s320/IMG_2029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322604322181842770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wbvfqvuI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_RRVGNZ-UzM/s1600-h/IMG_2028.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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wbvfqvuI/AAAAAAAAAq8/_RRVGNZ-UzM/s320/IMG_2028.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322604325274042082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wbT92uuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0PjcYXToJig/s1600-h/IMG_2024.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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wbT92uuI/AAAAAAAAAq0/0PjcYXToJig/s320/IMG_2024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322604317884463842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wa2K8p9I/AAAAAAAAAqs/HmpiuRKO8iU/s1600-h/IMG_2021.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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wa2K8p9I/AAAAAAAAAqs/HmpiuRKO8iU/s320/IMG_2021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322604309886314450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blusher in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fun&amp;amp;Games&lt;/span&gt;, lipglasses in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Sweet Strawberry&lt;/span&gt; (in a gorgeous maroon shade with purple shimmer) and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Nice to be Nice&lt;/span&gt; (orange whoo yeah, my favourite). I wanted TLC in Popster but that was already sold out with only reservations for the second release, along with TLC in Pink Fish D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange is such an underrated colour! I mean it does washes people out with thin or unpigmented lips, but since I'm neither, I lovelovelove it yoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought three items only, due to the little amount of sense I have, so I'm well happy with what I have! Even though I would love to have the Popster lah. But at least I didn't make myself broke with my purchases (because my parents sponsored fifty bucks for me :D).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And argh, I'm late. Supposed to meet Andrew at 5pm in Ang Mo Kio and it's 4.37pm already! Have yet to change and everything. He's gonnna kill me ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-2335461437076149565?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2335461437076149565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2335461437076149565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2335461437076149565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2335461437076149565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-kitty-collection-from-mac.html' title='Hello Kitty collection from MAC (:'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sd2wbj-bh1I/AAAAAAAAArE/aDJeJr1yuqM/s72-c/IMG_2029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-3995520862861143854</id><published>2009-04-02T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:16:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im speaking up, my conscience is clear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vanessa Hudgen's Gone With The Wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bREClMR2qvo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bREClMR2qvo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl you knew&lt;br /&gt;The one that never stood up to you&lt;br /&gt;Who kept her silence too long&lt;br /&gt;Well shes gone with the wind&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm standin my ground&lt;br /&gt;And who I am and for that I'm proud&lt;br /&gt;And the girl that you knew&lt;br /&gt;Well she's gone with the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3995520862861143854?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3995520862861143854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3995520862861143854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3995520862861143854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3995520862861143854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-speaking-up-my-conscience-is-clear.html' title='Im speaking up, my conscience is clear.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7853782535086540190</id><published>2009-03-29T14:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:16:45.672+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>Gone With The Wind</title><content type='html'>I was reluctant to move on from point B to C,&lt;br /&gt;but I had to.&lt;br /&gt;People come and go,&lt;br /&gt;eveything changes,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;But moving on does not mean I'll forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I remembered,&lt;br /&gt;was probably the best&lt;br /&gt;and the sweetest that I could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles. Laughters. Glances. Stares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7853782535086540190?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7853782535086540190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7853782535086540190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7853782535086540190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7853782535086540190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/gone-with-wind.html' title='Gone With The Wind'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8064259144460214417</id><published>2009-03-25T19:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:28:44.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very. Jealous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YVaOFdDllTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YVaOFdDllTE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAZ CAZ CAZ!&lt;br /&gt;So it's abit late to post this but&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S SO SWEEETTT :D&lt;br /&gt;And Bootsie is the cutest cat ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was realllyyyy jealous (see title)&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE.&lt;br /&gt;Tom is attending '17 Again' premiere tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to watch that movie since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8064259144460214417?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8064259144460214417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8064259144460214417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8064259144460214417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8064259144460214417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/very-jealous.html' title='Very. Jealous.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-2521632711405785686</id><published>2009-03-20T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:03:27.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life Would Suck Without You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kelly Clarkson's My Life Would Suck Without You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2DLbh3zhWA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y2DLbh3zhWA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz we belong together now, yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Forever united here somehow, yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;You got a piece of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;And honestly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;My life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why Kelly Clarkson is my&lt;br /&gt;all time favourite (female) singer and&lt;br /&gt;the only American Idol&lt;br /&gt;whom I bother to pay any attention to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. And on a random note with nothing to do with Kelly,&lt;br /&gt;here is a random quote I came across from, who else,&lt;br /&gt;Tom Felton :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Legs are complete jelly shit.&lt;br /&gt;My hearts fucking racing like i've had sex for 3 hours.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people should totally watch his expression&lt;br /&gt;when he said that bahahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I totally hate how my blog layout shows in Firefox ):&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/255160722420351116-2521632711405785686?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2521632711405785686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2521632711405785686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2521632711405785686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2521632711405785686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='My Life Would Suck Without You'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3420344496368642297</id><published>2009-03-17T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T13:12:19.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Growls</title><content type='html'>Eh I'm so hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Need food badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3420344496368642297?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3420344496368642297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3420344496368642297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3420344496368642297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3420344496368642297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/growls.html' title='Growls'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5144380954116067253</id><published>2009-03-15T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T15:17:26.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could be anywhere</title><content type='html'>I haven't been updating because my life is even more boring than a panda's. Oh well, at least I've gotten three products from the MAC Hello Kitty collection and will take a picture soon in a feeble attempt to spice up my-already-very-dull life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be getting one more (TLC in Popster) tomorrow if there's still some stock left but I know it's unlikely. Both shades of TLC are already out of stock at Raffles City just by reservations, even before they started selling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to pass every subject for the common test and that's quite an achievement for me even though the best grade I got is a C in Economics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5144380954116067253?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5144380954116067253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5144380954116067253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5144380954116067253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5144380954116067253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-you-could-be-anywhere.html' title='If you could be anywhere'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6855867933315515055</id><published>2009-03-06T23:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T00:43:48.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GCE A Levels H1 Math and Chinese</title><content type='html'>Let's just say that parents are very happy with my GCE A Levels H1 Math and Chinese results. Math was not fabulous but it seems really nice to me because I've been failing that subject for the whole of last year, never even passed a single test. Chinese was a major shock because I remembered going out of point for the essay. However, the marker (whoever you are, I love you!) thought otherwise. And damn. I'm nervous about my PW results already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the dearest Meiling (if you are reading this before Sunday), I confess that I'm one of the densest person ever existed on earth. Remember the Majolica Marjoca orange lipgloss I got just now before our tuition? I like the shade so much that I'm thinking to get the orange lipglass (Nice To Be Nice) from the Hello Kitty collection from MAC! And to think that me buying that MM gloss was helping me curb the desire for Nice To Be Nice was stupid. Arghhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6855867933315515055?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6855867933315515055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6855867933315515055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6855867933315515055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6855867933315515055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/gce-levels-h1-math-and-chinese.html' title='GCE A Levels H1 Math and Chinese'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-4037617508379221665</id><published>2009-03-05T18:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:23:14.386+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tom Felton'/><title type='text'>Last of 13 Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/Sa-xfUkoDKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/n3s-CjrRUrE/s320/3073486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeap, that's my boyfriend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and nope, the blood's not real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Definitely Venice for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love architectures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Hawaii seems nice for a holiday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;try saying humuhumununukuapua'a five times!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Me and my crazy self.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-4037617508379221665?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4037617508379221665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4037617508379221665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4037617508379221665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4037617508379221665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-of-13-hours.html' title='Last of 13 Hours'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/Sa-xfUkoDKI/AAAAAAAAAqk/n3s-CjrRUrE/s72-c/3073486.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-6001411359985222346</id><published>2009-03-05T16:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:15:29.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love John Little</title><content type='html'>Never in my two years of education in MI have I thought that POA would be better than my Management. But it happened for my common test this year. So yeah. I finally passed my POA after 2 years whoo! First time in my life that my result for the subject would not be underlined in my results slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I passed all H2s! Not at all fantastic, but my parents would be so proud (':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to John Little sales today. Got this Bourjois mascara because the wand look exactly the same as the Rimmel one I got. Uhm yeah, I bought it just for comparison purpose as the Rimmel one is not working well for me. I wanted to know whether the problem lies in the wand or the formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've gotten a Couleur Inc blusher, it's one of the less known brand as compared to ZA and those in John Little. I mean, they only have a little shelf. Never paid much attention to that brand because I don't quite like their packaging even though it's in Slytherin colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since it was a sales, I was taking my time in John Little and practically combing every inch of that department. And I saw the blusher shade that I've been looking for the longest time ever! I had it in my mind but I can't find anywhere, from MAC to L'oreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total damage was only $23+! Which was even less than the original price for the mascara. This makes me a veryveryvery happy and contended girl :D Until tomorrow when the results are released, that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6001411359985222346?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6001411359985222346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6001411359985222346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6001411359985222346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6001411359985222346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-love-john-little.html' title='I love John Little'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5157526221500333899</id><published>2009-02-27T12:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:27:40.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My favourite quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"She now saw Draco as more than &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just some spoiled pureblood prince.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He was as vulnerable as she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He just hid it better."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Lovely Day, t'Isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5157526221500333899?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5157526221500333899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5157526221500333899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5157526221500333899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5157526221500333899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/02/it.html' title='My favourite quote'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8654829458724349262</id><published>2009-02-26T14:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:16:53.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Got tagged by Lingxuan on Facebook :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't decide between &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tippy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fun and Games&lt;/span&gt; blush from the MAC Hello Kitty collection.&lt;br /&gt;2. I can't decide whether I should get the lipglass too.&lt;br /&gt;3. And if I'm getting it,&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Mimmy&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nice to Be Nice&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;4. While at it, I'm definitely getting &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pink Fish &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TLC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate myself for missing out the Fafinette blushes. They are. All. So. Prettayye D:&lt;br /&gt;6. My wishlist from Everyday Minerals cost me almost USD70. I need that flat top brush now.&lt;br /&gt;7. And no, I am not buying all of the USD70. I am not rich.&lt;br /&gt;8. I calculated and I bought 4 MAC makeup from the start of 2009 till now.&lt;br /&gt;9. But there's a subsidised sum of $45 so it's not alot la.&lt;br /&gt;10. Not forgetting the JL sales. I've got a gel liner, lipgloss, eyeshdow quad and a blusher.&lt;br /&gt;11. Even with points 1 to 10, I am not obsessed, in any way, with makeup :D&lt;br /&gt;12. Okay, I lied in point 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I shall stop rambling about makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Anyway, I realised I only like guys who are oldddeeerrrr than me, Aska (12 years) and Elvin (9 years). And there's few who are not that old. Tom and Zac! Both 3 years older only :D Oh and Draco's 10 years older than me too. Not a chance I'll forget about him.&lt;br /&gt;14. I support &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Slytherin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;yo.&lt;br /&gt;15. Nearly died on the way home today when I found out how deep Roanna's knowledge about Harry Potter was. Practically zero.&lt;br /&gt;16. I would love to meet little Scorpious &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17. I would love to take over Jade Olivia's place anytime.&lt;br /&gt;18. I don't quite fancy Tom's hair when he's not filming Harry Potter.&lt;br /&gt;19. Because no one, not a single soul, can carry a mushroom cut better than he does (':&lt;br /&gt;20. Ahhhh. Tom is so cute. And talented. Swoons.&lt;br /&gt;21. But we don't have much in common, sadly. He likes fishing and is superb at acting.&lt;br /&gt;22. I'd be better off doing other things seriously.&lt;br /&gt;23. So I reckon Draco is moremoremoreeee suitable for me :D&lt;br /&gt;24. I indulge in fanfiction. That's why I share a special bond with the characters, especially Draco :D&lt;br /&gt;25. According to J.K. Rowling, I'm pretty much screwed up in the head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tom Felton&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;has played Draco Malfoy in all of the Harry Potter Movies to date. Malfoy grew into one of the series' most popular characters due to Felton's performances, and Felton quickly became synonymous with the character to many female fans, much to Rowling's dismay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"I'm trying to clearly distinguish between Tom Felton, who is a good looking young boy, and Draco, who, whatever he looks like, is not a nice man. &lt;strong&gt;It’s a romantic, but unhealthy, and unfortunately all too common delusion of girls&lt;/strong&gt;. It actually worried me a little bit, to see young girls &lt;strong&gt;swearing undying devotion to this really imperfect character&lt;/strong&gt;. I mean, I understand the psychology of it, but it is pretty unhealthy." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bahahaha and look at the "swearing undying devotion to this really imperfect character". Sounds like what I really do and what my life is about, swearing my undying devotion to Draco :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306999943888426418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SaZAVM581bI/AAAAAAAAAqM/UBJtX2Tt0H4/s400/imageheaderwr2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The banner for HBP!&lt;br /&gt;I know it's abit small here but hehehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;It's the biggest Blogger allows.&lt;br /&gt;And someone looks so cute here :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8654829458724349262?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8654829458724349262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8654829458724349262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8654829458724349262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8654829458724349262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random Things'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SaZAVM581bI/AAAAAAAAAqM/UBJtX2Tt0H4/s72-c/imageheaderwr2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-4949516660216348985</id><published>2009-02-23T17:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:23:50.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My parents rock :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me: Can gimme &lt;strong&gt;$4000&lt;/strong&gt;? *puts on a widdeee smile* :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dad: Uh? For what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me: School trip to UK? Around &lt;strong&gt;$1800&lt;/strong&gt; for the trip after school has subsidised, &lt;strong&gt;$2200&lt;/strong&gt; for my expenses :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Dad: For how long?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Me: One week :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Dad: One week only ah? Orh okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my mum and had the exact conversation. Not that kind of reponse I hoped to get, I expected more concern than the "one week only?" vibe I got. But since they agreed so randomly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BAHAHHA :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I would be bringing $2000 la. That time I went to Okinawa last June with the school, I spent less than 600 bucks, and that was 10 days? I know the cost of living is higher at UK but 1000 to 1500 bucks should be enough for a 7/8 days trip I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And think London! Whoohoooooo Leavesden studio and Harry Potter!!!!!!! I might be able to bump into Tom Felton ahahahaaa and we would get married and Tom would push Jade Olivia aside! :D Maybe Martyn too &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Been saying that I'm gonna bump into him on the streets of England for the longest time ever and not once it happened. I even got a mini map from him to navigate my way in the area :D And there's so many people whom I love at UK as well, Rachael and all (':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, no need to pin my hopes high. &lt;strong&gt;"Two teachers will be accompanying 20 students to visit London and Yorkshire."&lt;/strong&gt; Whoa only 20 and I went to Okinawa before, can go again meh D: And I think they focusing more on the Literature students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye UK ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I have nothing against Jade Olivia, in fact I kinda like her. It's just that I've got a thing against Tom's girlfriends ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-4949516660216348985?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4949516660216348985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4949516660216348985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4949516660216348985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4949516660216348985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-parents-rock-d.html' title='My parents rock :D'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5605299076357467891</id><published>2009-02-20T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:32:00.478+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aska Yang'/><title type='text'>Christmas With Aska 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday, 20th December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The events happened last year. So yeah, I am bit late for this. Anyway, on the 20th, it's the activity day for those with VIP tickets at KBox at E! Hub or something. I reached there earlier at around 3pm to help tend the ticketing booth, wrapped some presents, wrote an essay for Aska, &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to study for my diploma exam which was two days late and did loads and loads of manual labour. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was around 8pm when Aska arrived. Was very excited and very jumpy hehe. The few of us (also known as ZXYZ for easy reference) were forming this human barricade thingo because people were abit scared that crazy fans would jump onto him lol (uhm human barricade sounds a bit stupid :\).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284093981116120482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTfesA0vaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-w8IDoqOpNM/s320/IMG_1540.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Before he arrived, I took a picture of a part of the crowd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was already screaming when we were stationed at the door before he arrived yoy. So when he appeared at the corridor I was forced to appear calm by the other ZXYZ people (even though my insides were sceaming) because we were the first few to see him as the barricades like us are stationed outside the entrance :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though everytime Aska came to town, I was being tied down with school stuff, I still manage find myself the bestest position ever whoohoo. Proof below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289148795768635650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SWbUzn_5gQI/AAAAAAAAAkA/ACZMIluTqZw/s320/1508898699.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I was taking a picture of the crowd instead of him D:&lt;br /&gt;I must be crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284093994498756082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTffd3fjfI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Mb6x2NmMgXY/s320/IMG_1578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Presented him with a trophy for the Singapore Hits award.&lt;br /&gt;(I've never paid attention to the award until&lt;br /&gt;Aska won 5 of them this year :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284093978488619538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTfeiOYQhI/AAAAAAAAAjY/s1PW2M0okTM/s320/IMG_1542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;He seems really happy yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284094002235872450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTff6sKlMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/5nwDmd7iVs4/s320/IMG_1591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Andrew and Aska cutting log cake.&lt;br /&gt;Look at Andrew's expression D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289148803084585650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SWbU0DQKCrI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/nHBjjUDXF3I/s320/IMG_1620.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After the interview session,&lt;br /&gt;he shifted from the chair in front of me&lt;br /&gt;to the comfy sofa beside me (!!!) for some activity. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289149785537955586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SWbVtPLSxwI/AAAAAAAAAkw/vVUQd7tmos4/s320/IMG_1638.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I think it was either Sandra or Felicia who took this.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever you are, I love you (':&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297416081739261714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQz3AOCpxI/AAAAAAAAAoM/zOylJOOzWxM/s320/IMG_1629.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Felicia, Eeling and me.&lt;br /&gt;I did the craziest thing by singing infront of him.&lt;br /&gt;Was cheated into it -_-&lt;br /&gt;But Aska said he love our chorus (yah chorus only la)&lt;br /&gt;and dunno what voices best out of all the groups yo! :DDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;When the activity ended, we became the human barricade again and this time it was really different because almost everyone became crazy and rushed towards him. So he was somehow walking directly infront of me (!!) and this person behind tried to get close with him and therefore pushed me which resulted in me plastered onto him at the front :D Thank you, whoever you are, I love you for pushing meeee :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I walked like that with Aska for about 20 metres? Whoooo. When the crowd dispersed, I was still walking infront of him, backwards. Of course not plastered anymore because I've got no reason to be plastered on hime anymore ): So yeah, walked backwards for another few metres and I tripped over the flat floor, "whoaaaaaa"ed, and nearly fell. Right infront of him D: But he told me to be careful soooo yeah. Not that bad after all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we went into this KTV room. And I don't think we're supposed to be there? So I was walking after Aska, helping him to carry his presents and the bouncer/security was asking, "Are you the crew?" and I was like "Errr yah, these are his presents," while shaking those paper bags slightly. Afterall I helped tend the ticketing booth for a while, went there early for preparations, packed goody bags the next day for the concert, arranged chairs, and those random stuffs? So he nodded and I squeezed in, and people followed suit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And while we're inside the room, nobody said anything about us not being allowed to stay in the room. Not Aska, not 929, not some others who have the authority to chase us out. &lt;strong&gt;So maybe we are supposed to be there afterall? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked for a bit and randomly started taking group and individual photos. I have like 6 group ones and 3 individual ones. From Sychi's who was the photographer for the trip, mine and a few others? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When it was my turn to take the individual photo, we talked again for a bit and even though he was like Meizhen-ing me, it was okay &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But seriously, only the Singapore ones really knows my name, but they, along with any other, name me as what Aska thought my name was. Aiyah, better than nothing lah. And I got a hug from him! So it couldn't be any better :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289148806811716370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SWbU0RIxixI/AAAAAAAAAkg/crHnWYGQaog/s320/1508898719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289148804105249890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SWbU0HDgJGI/AAAAAAAAAkY/xO2zv9AHiI0/s320/IMG_1649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297416085759010466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQz3PMbJqI/AAAAAAAAAoU/MQUwhPIoORc/s320/IMG_1654pho.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I was really touched and&lt;br /&gt;I cried buckets during the activity session T.T&lt;br /&gt;I had no idea it was possible for me to cry even more at the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 21st December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooooo excited for this! VIP tickets at the second row, directly behind the media people and those VVIPs whoahaha :D So I went there early at around 2pm to help out again. I got lost trying to find my way to Kallang CC and Eeling had to try make my way through phonecalls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally arrived, I helped to pin this huge banner at the ceiling area. Some changes were made and we decided not to place it there anymore so I climbed down the chair, my hands raised and stretched to the maximum as I don't want to drag it across the floor while doing this tap-your-feet-and-twirl-around thing? So I did that for 10 steps or so before I looked what's infront of me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And bam. Aska was standing infront of me, getting ready for the rehearsal while laughing at my stupidity. And yes, at me because I was the only one at the area and eye contacts whoohoo. Of all people, I have to make a fool out of myself infront of this certain very import and and special someone for the &lt;strong&gt;third &lt;/strong&gt;time in less than 10 hours? Wow, that is really smart of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ1KIrCSifI/AAAAAAAAAps/3hq_TpGu8Y8/s320/416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ1KIrCSifI/AAAAAAAAAps/3hq_TpGu8Y8/s320/416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ1KIrCSifI/AAAAAAAAAps/3hq_TpGu8Y8/s320/416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Even though I'm deeply embarassed by the fact, I still managed to wave weakly at him and thankfully, he waved back. If not, I would look even more idiotic. And this is that banner urgh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297416083352125522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQz3GOlAFI/AAAAAAAAAok/3SoxUmlF6Ac/s320/1508898689.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304477453309378866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ1KI7OTATI/AAAAAAAAAp0/LjYoYlBC1nY/s320/IMG_1662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Managed to snap a few pictures before&lt;br /&gt;being chased out by random security&lt;br /&gt;before the rehearsal starts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297416088786977762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQz3aeWQ-I/AAAAAAAAAos/e5N8D9CwNTY/s320/IMG_1671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Concert started at 8pm I think.&lt;br /&gt;Before comfortably seated,&lt;br /&gt;I was doing things for the concert like packing goody bags (lol)&lt;br /&gt;for six hours straight,&lt;br /&gt;and the only meal I had was breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn't hungry at all :D&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yeah, the ever famous Andrew beside me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297417894335614546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQ1ggqsDlI/AAAAAAAAAo0/tQ635vorZMk/s320/IMG_1718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297417898994646594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQ1gyBfPkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/htHv1KoQw9Y/s320/IMG_1728.jpg" border="0" /&gt; I was crying all the wayyyyyy throughout the concert.&lt;br /&gt;But there's some funny parts and I managed not to cry. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;There were way more people than what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;All 800 of the chairs we stacked were fully seated&lt;br /&gt;and it was a really weird and overwhelming feeling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I cried not entirely because of the songs he sang,&lt;br /&gt;but more of what we experienced during the two days of events.&lt;br /&gt;We put in alot of hard work for it&lt;br /&gt;and made this music showcase successful?&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't held in some fancy place like the indoor stadium,&lt;br /&gt;where there is a whole team of professionals&lt;br /&gt;taking charge of the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't have any of them to do that.&lt;br /&gt;We took charge of the whole performence.&lt;br /&gt;And we all, as the fanclub, have a share in making this successful (': &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Below are some pictures from dove from the forum :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297417899883220146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQ1g1VVzLI/AAAAAAAAApE/9LQX18zHsds/s320/pc218653lva5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Singapore ones.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297419811776435522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQ3QHsNFUI/AAAAAAAAApU/It4EwehG2tw/s320/pc218671ut1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those who helped out (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297419806631979618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 105px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SYQ3P0hq6mI/AAAAAAAAApM/hJQXb6Loqfw/s320/pc218669gr3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;Doves from Singapore, Malaysia, HongKong, Taiwan and USA.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While taking the second picture, Aska was leaving ): And being the ever animated person I was, right after the picture was taken, I dashed out of the hall, towards the main road, passed by the car which he was seated in while he was still saying goodbye to the others, sprinted onwards to the curve at the road :D So when the driver drived away, Aska was bound to pass by and notice me :DD And I almost melted when he said byebye to me! :DDDDDDDDDD &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And when he looked into my eyes (!!) and told me to be careful as I was always not taking care of myself. I swear it was the epitome of whatever it can be (':&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ1U9nC-5DI/AAAAAAAAAp8/OVslwPC1L04/s320/AD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ1U9nC-5DI/AAAAAAAAAp8/OVslwPC1L04/s320/AD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ1U9nC-5DI/AAAAAAAAAp8/OVslwPC1L04/s320/AD.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5605299076357467891?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5605299076357467891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5605299076357467891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5605299076357467891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5605299076357467891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-with-aska-2008.html' title='Christmas With Aska 2008'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTfesA0vaI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/-w8IDoqOpNM/s72-c/IMG_1540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-679978687717580321</id><published>2009-02-19T16:23:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:10:11.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should I get Tippy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304443472855738914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ0rPAK0qiI/AAAAAAAAApk/xu2jQ4Wto98/s320/IMG_1858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Marcus wants me to show him the makeup I got &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I keep forgetting so here it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this picture doesn't do the products justice at all D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colours look so different and washed out here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I am too lazy to take another photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ0q-AA4pyI/AAAAAAAAApc/cO9rTLCSP5U/s1600-h/IMG_1858.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been quite a while since I've last updated. These few days have been quite boring actually, nothing interesting happened ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least there's this forest fire going on for a couple of days just beside our school to liven up the atmostphere, not that I want the forest to continue burning. And an owl flew in to the school as well. I named the owl Pig, after Ron's Pigwidgeon because they look just like each other! Damn tiny and really cute. I'm expecting a koala and some penguins for the next few days, seeing that there's another snake in our campus. Whoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be having our common tests next week. I am ecstatic to announce that this year's school examinations results don't matter to me anymore (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I have waited soooo long for the MAC Hello Kitty cosmetics to be released! So I am getting a few items from MAC, not all HK ones though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hello Kitty Tinted Lip Conditioner in Pink Fish (USD14.50)&lt;br /&gt;2. Hello Kitty Lipglass in Sweet Strawberry (USD14)&lt;br /&gt;3. Sheertone Blush in Pinch Me (USD18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They cost USD46.50 in total. Okay lah, not very expensive. But I'm thinking of buying the HK collection from counters on 6th March, because they're selling out pretty fast online. That's only if I haven't place an order yet. But still, there may be a chance for them to restock? Okay, not likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting more exciting for me, with all the swatchings for me to carry out hohoho :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-679978687717580321?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/679978687717580321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=679978687717580321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/679978687717580321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/679978687717580321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/02/should-i-get-tippy.html' title='Should I get Tippy?'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SZ0rPAK0qiI/AAAAAAAAApk/xu2jQ4Wto98/s72-c/IMG_1858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-8593745156118717934</id><published>2009-02-06T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T21:08:01.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring update</title><content type='html'>Field trip to Parliament House after school.&lt;br /&gt;John Little sales at Marina Square after that.&lt;br /&gt;Along with Meiling, Azizah and Jolin.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed for almost two hours at the makeup section.&lt;br /&gt;I bought a few pieces of them :D&lt;br /&gt;So did Meiling and Jolin.&lt;br /&gt;Azizah's making a list of those to utilise the John Little voucher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blusher I got is almost a dupe of Stila's &lt;em&gt;Cheek Duo: Sugarloaf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got the maroon eyeshadow, finally.&lt;br /&gt;Been craving for it for 2 weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;And this is the first time I went shopping for makeup this month.&lt;br /&gt;It was funnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm happy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dream Catchers&lt;/em&gt; is starting in 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Elvin Ng whooo.&lt;br /&gt;Bahbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8593745156118717934?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8593745156118717934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8593745156118717934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8593745156118717934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8593745156118717934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring-update.html' title='Boring update'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-597358456574827580</id><published>2009-01-23T19:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:47:54.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something random</title><content type='html'>School has been really tiring. I went straight to bed from school for the past few days. I think I would lose more weight if this continue whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was the CNY celebration. I went to Raffles Place with Meiling, Irene and Pauline after school for lunch :D But Irene and Pauline went to have Burger King while Meiling and I ate at Din Tai Fung -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged them to MAC at Robinsons after that. Got my lipglass in&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Florabundance&lt;/span&gt; and blusher in &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Springsheen&lt;/span&gt; :D The former is like a peach cream liquid lippy while the latter is pinkish-red with a hint of golden shimmer. I love them yoy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the SA was really cute. Got shocked for a bit at first but he was really nice and patient despite us being in our uniforms. Irene said I look very different when I put on makeup because of my dark eye circles. I don't know whether it's a good thing or not la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's GP tuition at Bugis at 9am tomorrow! Uhm yeah must wake up early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h290/mydeadroyalty/DX.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h290/mydeadroyalty/DX.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i67.photobucket.com/albums/h290/mydeadroyalty/DX.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-597358456574827580?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/597358456574827580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=597358456574827580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/597358456574827580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/597358456574827580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/01/something-random.html' title='Something random'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7561542562728288959</id><published>2009-01-15T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:22:02.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School started</title><content type='html'>So yeah, school started on 12 January 2009. I am so tired everyday since Monday and I get hungry so much more easily and therefore eat alot more ever since school reopened. Not good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I still can't find my contact lenses after 5 days of intensive searching. That was my last pair and I have been surviving on my spectacles for the past 4 days but it's so heavy that it keeps sliding off my nose D: I might have threw it away accidentally ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I took my height an weight today and I'm like 170cm?! How can that be when less than 6 months ago, I'm still 164cm. Everybody (I meant &lt;strong&gt;everybody&lt;/strong&gt;) I know miraculously grew at least 2cm. Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7561542562728288959?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7561542562728288959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7561542562728288959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7561542562728288959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7561542562728288959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-shit-i-feel-so-tired.html' title='School started'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-4754000114425563397</id><published>2009-01-09T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T12:53:24.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am slow</title><content type='html'>I'm not even halfway through the Aska event post yoy. I didn't realise there so many things to type out. And I keep editing the existing paragraphs because the words don't make any sense to anyone but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-4754000114425563397?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4754000114425563397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4754000114425563397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4754000114425563397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4754000114425563397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-am-slow.html' title='I am slow'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6640553130420380910</id><published>2009-01-06T14:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T14:58:07.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Million Stars re-run</title><content type='html'>So I've said I'll blog about the concert today but eh it totally slipped my mind that &lt;strong&gt;One Million Stars&lt;/strong&gt; is showing again (!) on Channel 56 today in like 3 minutes :D First season's first episode means a veryveryvery cute Aska and the very cute hair :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6640553130420380910?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6640553130420380910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6640553130420380910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6640553130420380910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6640553130420380910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-million-stars-re-run.html' title='One Million Stars re-run'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-2310455937866470403</id><published>2009-01-05T19:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T22:18:14.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aska Yang'/><title type='text'>Back from Taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm back whooo. And no, I didn't bump into Aska when I was in Taiwan. Bit sad yeah I know ): I'll probably blog about the Christmas With Aska 2008 event tomorrow. I'm a bit lazy to do so because I've taken quite a few videos and pictures. I've taken like more than 300 photos so it's a bit complicated for me hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I still have the post withdrawal symptom (also known as Post Aska Syndrome) or whatever people call it, even though it has already been 2 weeks. You know the one which makes you go all empty inside? Yeap that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this video below is one of the songs he sang and one of the songs I cried the shittiest even though I don't quite understand the lyrics well. Only because this song was out only a few days before he sang it. Which means, I don't have the time to go check the lyrics against a dictionary. And yes, for almost all his songs and the songs he sang / will sing, I'll translate them because I'm cool like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;杨宗纬 属于&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7ETQGLK9ZY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7ETQGLK9ZY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为太老实 所以不会耍心机&lt;br /&gt;因为太信任 所以被人利用&lt;br /&gt;因为太善良 所以受伤害的是自己&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;许大便，你去死吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-2310455937866470403?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2310455937866470403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2310455937866470403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2310455937866470403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2310455937866470403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-from-taiwan.html' title='Back from Taiwan'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-318128254559136877</id><published>2008-12-26T22:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:39:22.752+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aska Yang'/><title type='text'>Post Aska Syndrome ):</title><content type='html'>So yeap, currently having the &lt;em&gt;Post Aska Syndrome&lt;/em&gt; ): I'll update about the whole Aska thingo after I fly back from Taiwan next year :D Below are some pictures were taken after the closed door activity, a day before the actual concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its supposed to be a private meeting, for those who took part in organising the concert. And yep me me me is a part of the group yo! But eh, an unknown person managed to crashed in somehow haha. And whooo hugged him like, tightly hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Contended (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284102044364211666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTm0B8-hdI/AAAAAAAAAj4/tFx2yKaZ3c4/s320/1508898719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284102045791921858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTm0HRXpsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/g2YtkuV6MgE/s320/IMG_1654pho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, I was telling some doves that since Aska doesn't have the New Year activities, he's gonna be my private tourguide, and bah. I've got a chair thrown at me. Virtually, of course! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahah but they are sooo cute la, love Aska for bringing them to me. Doves from all over the world &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still preparing my luggage. Flying off tomorrow already whoo! Songs and videos from the concert safely downloaded to my computer and iPod yay :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bye people!&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/255160722420351116-318128254559136877?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/318128254559136877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=318128254559136877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/318128254559136877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/318128254559136877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/12/post-aska-syndrome.html' title='Post Aska Syndrome ):'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SVTm0B8-hdI/AAAAAAAAAj4/tFx2yKaZ3c4/s72-c/1508898719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-8165031608980591749</id><published>2008-12-17T18:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T17:52:34.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHOA YAY WHOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Looking at Genevieve's post, I realised I have not blogged about Aska's concert yet ohmygoshh! At least I can do some bit of publicity, seeing that I'm not be able to go sell tickets at the counters with the rest because I'm having my diploma D: Bah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jia you to Andrew, Carina, Eeling, Felicia, June, Michel, Michelle, Nancy, Liza, Serynn and Shufang in selling the tickets!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;X'mas with Aska&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21 December 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8pm to 10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Ark @ Kallang Community Centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ticket prices at&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$138 VIP (sold out!), &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$88, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$58&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets can be bought at&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ark @ Kallang Community Centre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KBox Orchard Cineleisure Level 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KBox Plaza&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KBox Kallang Leisure Park&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KBox Clementi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(or ask me for it at&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;dancethroughout@hotmail.com&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:D)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's quite a few articles saying that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there'll be another round of concert due to overwhelming response?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The overwhelming part is true yo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehe, you have no idea how much worth of tickets they are able to sell in one night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially Liza and Shufang! They're so scaryyyy :D! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the additional concert is not confirmed yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't get cheated. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And am going for the VIP seats whoohooo. I am soooo packed with activities on 20th and 21st of December! Ahaha I would be hanging around with Aska on both days almost 24/7 technically speaking so yay yay :D Would update more after those activities are over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it's a bit draining to know that my examination for my current module &lt;em&gt;Principles of Marketing &amp;amp; Production Management&lt;/em&gt; falls on Monday, the day after the concert, at 10am D: But thankfully, those stuffs are quite similar to my A Levels syllabus so should be okay la. I think, I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280730836656001618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUjst6lVElI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CEEIaM16hSo/s320/DSC01679.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8165031608980591749?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8165031608980591749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8165031608980591749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8165031608980591749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8165031608980591749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-with-aska.html' title='WHOA YAY WHOOO!'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SUjst6lVElI/AAAAAAAAAjI/CEEIaM16hSo/s72-c/DSC01679.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-1697644136911273991</id><published>2008-12-11T00:16:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T18:09:56.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I absolutely love my life right now :D</title><content type='html'>On Sunday, I totally exhbited all the personality traits of a well obsessed fan girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I went to the Big Splash @ Playground for the car boot sale at ECP alone to meet some people over there. Whoa I am damn proud of myself because I did not get lost, even though I called for help for a couple of times. But well, reached the destination in the end anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's quite alot of thingos for sale actually, at least more than what I expected. And because I was early for like 30 minutes, I roamed around and bought an Ettusias lipstick, MAC eyeshadow creme and Makeup Store blush only for 40 bucks. A very good deal if you ask me, especially when those are brand new :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So after my shopping, I went over to meet the people at the stage area and it just so happens that it was around 3pm :D And hehehe surprisingly, it was Elvin and Jessica Tan's timeslot. Okay la, not that surprising because I knew it way before I reached Big Splash already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And was a bit stunned when Sharon told me that they were already at the side of the stage when I was still stoning under that effing hot weather. Even before I realised what I was doing, I had already snapped a few really good shots (in my opinion la). Well of course I am not going to post like all the pictures because I took like what, 124 pictures of him in an hour? Well yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278200464097249042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ST_vW2PRhxI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3Qdu3ycLZP4/s320/IMG_1251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278200465818400306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ST_vW8poNjI/AAAAAAAAAhY/meTLJvBBuT8/s320/IMG_1270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wasn't blocked because I was standing at the front &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;:D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And after they got interviewed on the stage, they were brought over to some car where they talked about their donations and such. I was at the side of the crowd so when they walked towards the photo taking booth, he walked right pass me. And thus, this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278200474377865954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ST_vXciXSuI/AAAAAAAAAhg/gXTFEbwjkbc/s320/IMG_1285.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, we have to donate some money to take photos with them but it's okay because it's still for charity? And I don't really know what happened but I found myself in the queue hehe. Did not really wait for a long time because I'm like the fourth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278200479235261906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ST_vXuodRdI/AAAAAAAAAho/x4TBL_9rmsc/s320/IMG_1286pho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bahahaa you know what.&lt;br /&gt;When I changed this picture for my MSN diplay,&lt;br /&gt;Martyn was like, "Is that your boyfriend?" hahahahahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And Eeling was like, "Never mind, you can take your pick."&lt;br /&gt;Whoa I felt so blessed loh. I love the both of them seriously :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, we have to take the picture with both of them and so I cropped Jessica away hehe. But I still got the uncropped version la, if not I feel damn bad. Uhm yeah anyway. This was the first picture taken with my own camera, have a second one but I don't like that because he didn't grin like how he did in this picture :D And I don't like how my bag is at my right side D:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And I did not manage to smell anything this time because I was having a blocked nose lol. And this sentence's for Meiling, I think only she know what am I talking about hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But thanks to Olivia who helped me snapped the two pictures. Both Elvin and Jessica were really nice to take these two shots, seeing that there's quite a long queue behind me. Oh yeah, one assistant was also very nice because she even asked one of the photographer or whoever to step aside so that I can have my personal pictures taken :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, I have the one taken by the professional photographer, which was printed in the form of a fiasco 8 days cover. I don't like it because there were simply to many photographers and I don't know which is the camera that is responsible for printing the photograph out la! So in the end, I chose the wrong one and it's as if I was staring at some space like some.. sheep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After having my photo taken, we swarmed with the other random people to this little cafe or whatever as they had this mini autograph session there? And since I had nothing for them to sign, I just stood there like an idiot with Olivia and Celest, busy taking photos just like everyone else :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278200483365353074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ST_vX-BJdnI/AAAAAAAAAhw/qpzDWT-SHV8/s320/IMG_1300.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278207175493969682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/ST_1dgI8ZxI/AAAAAAAAAh4/I16z_IoFS0s/s320/IMG_1308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I was standing at the side again, so when they left,&lt;br /&gt;Elvin walked passed me for like the second time :D&lt;br /&gt;He was like byebye-ing to me (!!),&lt;br /&gt;but I was super stunned and all I did was, "Eh heh heh heh. Byeeee."&lt;br /&gt;-_-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After the whole Big Splash event, I took some bus to the Tanah Merah MRT to meet Eeling at 6pm. As we walked to Michel's house, we talked about the carboot sale. And she was like "OHHHH! NO WONDER YOU ASKED FOR THE BIG SPLASH ADDRESS AT THE FORUM LIKE SOME CRAZY PERSON!! FOR ELVIN AH!" We went into a mad laughter after that :\&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I tried to defend myself that I already had plans to go for the sale before knowing he would be there, and it's only like a bonus? But she refused to listen to my eplanations ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278396245186788354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUChazodPAI/AAAAAAAAAiI/y7yaY9tr_yw/s320/IMG_0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting for all the food to arrive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278396255733663250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUChba7BxhI/AAAAAAAAAio/x4YQkMqSqyc/s320/IMG_1383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was forced to change into the shirt :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Played some games while waiting for the presents exchange, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgotten about how the night went.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278416116240654930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUCzfdE4olI/AAAAAAAAAi4/e1oKRU0sTqY/s320/IMG_1336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278396252362205202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUChbOXNaBI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/NGRLF9_s3n4/s320/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Snatching the numberings for the presents :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching all the videos that were taken. The one with this scene was absolutely crazy. We're all like deprived of presents ahaa. And other videos were veryveryvery scary :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278396253997271378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUChbUdCiVI/AAAAAAAAAig/g3rUAE3fZyc/s320/IMG_1352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andrew :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278416116437108466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUCzfdzuRvI/AAAAAAAAAiw/lcWHgUXbrpM/s320/PICT0692pho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278419550215387538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUC2nVoQuZI/AAAAAAAAAjA/zyuDjmfIY40/s320/IMG_1344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was bit forced to take this picture,&lt;br /&gt;which explains my not enthusiastic expression.&lt;br /&gt;But I loovvee my presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aside from this Espirit towels set, I've got a 2-sided compact mirror from Carina. It's soooo pretty! The cover's something like Benefit, something classy vintage :D And a personalised cup from my second boyfriend, Liza haha. She's my darling because she's Yuming lol. It's okay if you don't get what I mean. Hehe :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was realllyyyyy realllyyyyy happy and had enjoyed myself on Sunday. It was really great to see almost all the people at a place for a nice and warm gathering, Christmas in this case. I'm definitely very blessed and touched to meet all these people who are all very accepting and crazy and fun to hang around with :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278396250434343026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SUChbHLkkHI/AAAAAAAAAiY/IJciKADkS9Q/s320/IMG_1332.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've no idea whose idea was it to take a group picture&lt;br /&gt;with all the Aska-s, but quite nice leh! Me like :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-1697644136911273991?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/1697644136911273991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=1697644136911273991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1697644136911273991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1697644136911273991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-absolutely-love-my-life-right-now-d.html' title='I absolutely love my life right now :D'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/ST_vW2PRhxI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3Qdu3ycLZP4/s72-c/IMG_1251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-5897186613908042409</id><published>2008-12-06T11:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T12:42:21.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>Had a gathering with the Okinawa people few days back. It's been a long time since I've seen them. The last time was in Okinawa itself? Of course I do see them in the school, but everyone were scattered hehe. So yeah, nice to see them all in one place together, with the exception of Meiling. But I see her like almost everyday :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned for the Christmas gathering and drew lots for the present exchange. When I realised I'm supposed to buy for him/her, I was like "Ohhhhhhhh dieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;But anyway to the person who got my name, a $10 Watsons voucher would be enoughhh :D If you want to buy more for me, I'm not stopping you :DD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've got tagged by Roanna, Shengwen and Zhongming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you have secrets?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Would you fall in love with a boy younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I won't say it's impossible, but not likely.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When &lt;strong&gt;my&lt;/strong&gt; interest die down? Uhm yeah (A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What would you do with a billion dollars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;A whole list of agenda for me to complete, one by one (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What will you be doing tomorrow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being loved, but I'd rather love someone if at least he/she appreciates. I think being loved but not loving back is realllllyyyyyyyyy scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. What do you love doing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shop, stone, sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Is there anything that make you extremely happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh alot la, can't possibly list down all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Do you secretly dislike anyone without them knowing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Not really? I think it's quite obvious for me if I don't like someone. But if he/she is really dense, then it's really quite -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. How would you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 years old. Damn I feel old now already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Who is currently the most important people to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fair few.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is being regarded as the most important thing in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;If I &lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; choose, single and rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. What is your favourite colour?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. If you are attached but you feel as if you like someone else, what would you&lt;/strong&gt; do?&lt;br /&gt;Do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that someone has done?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving depends on how horrible really? But I won't forget for sure; have not, shall not, will not :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. What would you want to tell someone you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to say anything -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. What if you caught your bf doing stuffs (only god knows what) with other girls?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Throw a refrigerator at them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Do you believe that there's "Love At First Sight"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not love la, maybe crush loh :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5897186613908042409?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5897186613908042409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5897186613908042409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5897186613908042409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5897186613908042409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8583817052849682727</id><published>2008-12-03T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:47:11.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Organisational Behaviour</title><content type='html'>I'm taking &lt;em&gt;Organisational Behaviour&lt;/em&gt; for my current diploma module. Not as taxing as the previous &lt;em&gt;Business Law&lt;/em&gt; nor the &lt;em&gt;Information Technology&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe only because 30% is being covered this year in the MOB for the A Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the assignment is a bit weird though. It's just rephrasing the 22 pages of the Unit 7 into 800 words? I am not complaining because it's easier for me actually, no need to use much of brain power :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8583817052849682727?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8583817052849682727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8583817052849682727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8583817052849682727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8583817052849682727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/12/oragnisational-behaviour.html' title='Organisational Behaviour'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-167569270066361138</id><published>2008-11-30T17:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T18:28:17.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skin care regime'/><title type='text'>I am so stupid I can cry.</title><content type='html'>So yesterday night, I mistook one tiny bump on the cheek to be a milia seed and I took a pair of fine scissors, those you cut your hair with, use the sharp end to scratch and poke at it. While poking, I realise that &lt;strong&gt;it is not a milia seed but another ordinary little bump which will fade/disappear in a couple of&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;days -_-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And if anyone tried poking, one would realise that the bump doesn't feel like pimple, it can't be squeezed nor popped easily. I used the scissors because people use needles to poke milia seeds but eh, I'm much less afraid of the paper cutter than needles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after choosing my well beloved weapon, I procceeded to treat the bump like milia for another 5 minutes. So when I decided to stop stabbing (weird but true) the sharp end into my skin as I realised I was much mistaken, it was too late -_- Even though the bump faded, it was replaced with this red, floaty patch of irritation. &lt;strong&gt;And bah, I was whining about my easily irritated skin condition at my previous post D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applied random creams and gels and whatevers on the spot out of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Washed my face. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Slapped a thicckkk layer of Jorubi aloe vera gel after that to soothe the irritation. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Applied Cetaphil moisturising lotion next. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I then dabbed The Body Shop Tea Tree Oil on it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then Carmex&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;which is said to relieve cold sores and chapped lips, even though irrelevant to the irritation. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prosacea Rosacea Treatment Gel which helps to reduce redness and bumps. My life saver everytime (Y)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that was Olay Definity Anti-Spot Treatment Night in case of scary pigmentation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finally, I settled with GNC Vitamin E and slept.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up this morning only to have a scratch greeting me :D Even though I felt the scratch was quite deep (due to the stabbing obviously) and I was certain that it would still leave some sort of pigmentation, but at least no bumpy bumpy irritation whoooooo! I am not sure whether which of the 8 steps worked la, or maybe none worked at all (which means all those were unnecessary) but eh cannot take chances bahahha. So I'm happy, even though I'm stupid.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh die. I've 2 diploma modules to complete this December, starting from today ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-167569270066361138?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/167569270066361138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=167569270066361138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/167569270066361138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/167569270066361138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-stupid-i-can-cry.html' title='I am so stupid I can cry.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6685590928641744329</id><published>2008-11-29T15:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T16:26:13.564+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Skin care regime'/><title type='text'>Skin skin skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This post doesn't really concern anyone. Just another irregular update on my skin so I know how to deal with it later on in the future whooo. But come to think of it, my posts are always about me, like how others' are only about others anyway. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have this really sensitive, oily combination skin. If I used any wrong products (too strong or too rich or too whatever), there would be this dry, red, patchy and shiny (?!??!) irritation on my cheeks going on for a few days. And all this started because of that Clean&amp;amp;Clear facial cleanser? Because my parents couldn't stand how senstive my skin was/is, they decided to throw me at some doctor who specialise in the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the clinic's products are not bad I think, it's only the second month of my treatment, or whatever it is called, and the doctor told me I needed four months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it cost almost 200 bucks for 2 months worth of products for the second visit which I'm using right now. Cost my mum 100+ for the first visit for the trial products. Was told that it would cost almost $300 for my third visit which would only last for 3 to 4 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point is. I am not spending like 1000 bucks, or rather, I'm not making my parents spend those money if my skin does not improve at the rate I want it to be. There's slight improvement in my skin but not really significant enough to make it worth the price my mum paid for. I'm not unreasonable to expect miracles la but eh, at least something better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will switch to Clinique after I finished my current set. The Clinique 3-Step Skincare regime only costs around 100 bucks and I will be given samples too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cause of this post is, Clean&amp;amp;Clear. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H8 u 4 lyfe D:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6685590928641744329?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6685590928641744329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6685590928641744329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6685590928641744329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6685590928641744329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/skin-skin-skin.html' title='Skin skin skin'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6321812077228426301</id><published>2008-11-29T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T13:54:39.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Walk</title><content type='html'>I walk the walk alone no matter whether people know at all.&lt;br /&gt;I walk the walk alone to keep my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;You know that when I walk the walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;I go where no one else can go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6321812077228426301?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6321812077228426301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6321812077228426301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6321812077228426301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6321812077228426301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/walk.html' title='The Walk'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-1863899609125288342</id><published>2008-11-27T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T16:26:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah bah black sheep have you any wool</title><content type='html'>Barney (lol :D) told me that he thought I'm very cold and unfriendly when he saw me around when he doesn't know me yet. Whyyy. I am super friendly lor. But at least he bought me presents from Hong Kong hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhm yeah. I'm hungry. I need food kays byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-1863899609125288342?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/1863899609125288342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=1863899609125288342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1863899609125288342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/1863899609125288342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/bah-bah-black-sheep-have-you-any-wool.html' title='Bah bah black sheep have you any wool'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-2732595856009576488</id><published>2008-11-23T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T23:32:45.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah.</title><content type='html'>One fine Sunday afternoon and one assignment made the already-not-fair me tanned like *&amp;amp;%^*&amp;amp;*$. But at least I got paid immediately and I can buy all the makeup from Hello Kitty &lt;strong&gt;Collection&lt;/strong&gt; which I want :D I'm only left &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to my US$120 worth of them yo! Which is, for it to launch. Whoohoo I rock :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my Dad rocks too. He say he'll buy one of the makeup from Hello Kitty&lt;strong&gt; Kouture&lt;/strong&gt; for me :DD Maybe the US$28 Dazzleglass? I am not illogical enough to ask the US$90 Sheer Mystery Powder, although I want it too ): (Aiyah I just feel like buying the whole load of HK Collection &amp;amp; Kouture la). But I am still a very very veryyyy happy person right now &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy. Tomorrow's the last episode of this Channel 8 10pm drama, &lt;em&gt;By My Side&lt;/em&gt; ): And I am sad because it will be last day in weeks I can see Elvin Ng on screen. Sigh. And I found out a couple of weeks ago that he's 28 this year. I thought he was only 25 or 26. Damn. Why do almost all the people I like at least 10 years older than moi? Bah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-2732595856009576488?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2732595856009576488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2732595856009576488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2732595856009576488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2732595856009576488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/bah.html' title='Bah.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6770849951986985115</id><published>2008-11-22T16:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:46:06.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE MAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hello Kitty Collection &amp;amp; Kouture&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271393840688685906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SSfAxOFuY1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/7Q7DF1CpRZg/s320/media_hellokitty001hq.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture said it all (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am getting a lipstick or lipglass at the very least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beauty powder and mascara seems pretty good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and the eye palettes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I'm getting any, it'll be the &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lucky Tom&lt;/span&gt; quad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's just assume I'm going to buy what I've mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need to save US$120 by next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the rate I'm spending, it's impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I can just exclude the Lucky Tom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(But it reminds me of Tom (Felton) D:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I guess I do not need the beauty powder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cannot stand pink tones on my cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa only US$40!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAYYYYYY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can even buy right now whoohoooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&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/255160722420351116-6770849951986985115?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6770849951986985115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6770849951986985115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6770849951986985115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6770849951986985115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-mac.html' title='I LOVE MAC'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SSfAxOFuY1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/7Q7DF1CpRZg/s72-c/media_hellokitty001hq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-6182874335801701905</id><published>2008-11-19T11:14:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:47:23.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Activites :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life has been treating me well lately. Doing things that I love doing because exams are over (Y) Even though my diploma starts again in 1st December (2 modules to complete D:), I'm still a happy person :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;High School Musical 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched it with Meiling, Irene and Calvin :D Oh oh oh, Calvin's heading to Australia for holiday and he promised to bring a koala back! I'm gonna name it "Panda" hehe :D Anyway, HSM3 HSM3 HSM3 is such a fun movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very glam and fab. In terms of cinematography, it is so much better than a lot of other teen flicks. And unfortunately for the uncle sitting beside me, he has to bear with all the noise Meiling and I made. Like during the start, Troy's head popped out and the two of us screamed not very loudly :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The only downside for me is that the movie focused too much on Troy &amp;amp; Gabriella ): I want more Sharpay &amp;amp; Ryan. And Jimmie is quite cute, the one who made Sharpay sang the 'Even when we're miles and miles and miles aparttttt', even though he is bit crazy. And hmm Tiara is not bad too, and the actress is only like what, 14 this year? I like the way she sang &lt;em&gt;A Night To Remember &lt;/em&gt;because of her accent. Donny is adorableee too. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And if HSM4 is going to happen, I would still watch it because Jimmie is really quite cute.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuming &amp;amp; Mayjan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Like I've said, Mayjan is so prettaye and Yuming is so skinny :D And I saw Jesrene there! It's been like really long since I've met her, half a year at least? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hated the priority queue. Remembered that time when Aska came, Starhub was part of the organiser or whatever and they allowed their customers to stand in front. So Singtel was the organiser/sponsor/whatever this time round and instead they let us queue infront, the priority queue was occupied by their official fanclub -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I took better pictures of the stage but this crew looks exactly like Andrew in 10 years time. And everybody who knows him agree with me :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270241568840412274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SSOoyK867HI/AAAAAAAAAf4/37TH6o9UJIA/s320/IMG_1060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270652902913167458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SSUe49yFUGI/AAAAAAAAAgA/J1z61pN2Kmo/s320/IMG_1073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next day was the live band session at Lunar. They sang almost all the songs in the album and two other songs and I really have no idea what to type already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270652904820327970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SSUe5E4yRiI/AAAAAAAAAgI/kEsFAoru9Fk/s320/IMG_1145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270652910326341826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SSUe5ZZhYMI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/THMCQc9RNA4/s320/IMG_1148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270652908177168450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SSUe5RZHmEI/AAAAAAAAAgY/kXqd3Gxaevs/s320/IMG_1170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270652914457311026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SSUe5oya9zI/AAAAAAAAAgg/xNU8A6OgvPI/s320/IMG_1206.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kose Private Sales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to get the eye shadow palette but I did not ): It costs like almost $50 and since I just bought two MAC pigments (and I got them alreadyyyy :D), decided not to get it in the end. At least I lugged back 3 (very cheap) products. Whitist gel to liquid foundation, Visee lippy and Visee eyeliner. And since they are really cheap, I spent like $25 only, the quality isn't very good in my opinion. Aiyah still better than nothing and since we made the trip all the way to GWC (and got lost for a bit), I have to buy something. Even if it's something I don't like at all and am not gonna use that ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now right, I felt like I could just grab another lippy, a foundation refill and the point makeup remover at the very least. Super indecisive and made Lingxuan waited for Michelle and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Trust me, Dora and Mich really fought in the battle, grabbing whatever stuff they like." :D But like what Michelle said, only to return almost all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like taking a picture of the makeups I bought in October and November :D Makes me happy seeing them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6182874335801701905?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6182874335801701905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6182874335801701905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6182874335801701905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6182874335801701905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/activites-d.html' title='Activites :D'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SSOoyK867HI/AAAAAAAAAf4/37TH6o9UJIA/s72-c/IMG_1060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-2279652691660737868</id><published>2008-11-14T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:10:52.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHEHE SUPER EXCITED</title><content type='html'>Came back from Y2J's autograph session. Oh gosh Mayjan super prettayeee and Yuming look so skinny in person! Not skinny skinny la, but definitely thinner than the competition days :D Snapshots will be uploaded after tomorrow's live band concert thingo whooo :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingxuan &amp;amp; Michelle! We (if at least one of you is going) meet on 18th okay okay? The earlier the better! I'm so hyperrr ahahah of the cheap cheap goodies! Abit unglamorous to chiong for discounted stuff hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-2279652691660737868?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/2279652691660737868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=2279652691660737868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2279652691660737868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/2279652691660737868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/hehehe-super-excited.html' title='HEHEHE SUPER EXCITED'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-6456169363899812586</id><published>2008-11-13T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:21:28.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Y2J THIS FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>I am not happy that Draco and Dumbledore's little conversation is going to be abridged. This is terrible. I find it quite diluted in the first place already and omygoshhh how am I suppose to survive the Half-Blood Prince? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also not happy that my 2 jars of MAC pigments in &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Old Gold&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tan&lt;/span&gt; is taking forever to arrive and I have to wait for at least 2 weeks?! &lt;em&gt;*Starts throwing (bah)s around&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y2J (Mayjan's) :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a9x1qfbXz4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a9x1qfbXz4c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really pretty ahhhh! Even though I am quite disappointed in the lighting and all ): It made her look so.. pallid-ish? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still better than some shit-ass company (hints*) who doesn't even care for their artiste (coughs*) tsk. I can throw many many (bah)s at them only to have the sheeps bounce back because of their feeble excuses lor. I can even write a 2000 words essay to express my hatred right now pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-6456169363899812586?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/6456169363899812586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=6456169363899812586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6456169363899812586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/6456169363899812586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/y2j-this-friday.html' title='Y2J THIS FRIDAY!'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7013148439249684915</id><published>2008-11-13T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T10:51:23.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A SALES GOING ONNNNN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267968499895089970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SRuVcJQxuzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/l0ux-VA-sl4/s320/bsabc+cert1+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my dearest Lingxuan &amp;amp; Ruiqi (if you ever see this -_-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SHALL WE SHOPPP FOR THIS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;70% AHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go with me leh please :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7013148439249684915?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7013148439249684915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7013148439249684915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7013148439249684915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7013148439249684915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/sales-going-onnnnn.html' title='A SALES GOING ONNNNN!'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SRuVcJQxuzI/AAAAAAAAAfw/l0ux-VA-sl4/s72-c/bsabc+cert1+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-7558613247727588175</id><published>2008-11-08T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T12:20:23.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bam shakala</title><content type='html'>I've no idea how to start on my I&amp;amp;R ):&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea how to start on my I&amp;amp;R ):&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea how to start on my I&amp;amp;R ):&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea how to start on my I&amp;amp;R ):&lt;br /&gt;I've no idea how to start on my I&amp;amp;R ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7558613247727588175?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7558613247727588175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7558613247727588175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7558613247727588175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7558613247727588175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-no-idea-how-to-start-on-my-i.html' title='Bam shakala'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-5007391163030587059</id><published>2008-11-07T21:14:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T00:07:34.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OP ENDED YAY ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am &lt;em&gt;sososo&lt;/em&gt; relieved now that my OP has finally ended (: The fact that PW is pretty much over has sinked in like an hour ago :D Was super stressed during lunch and everything but now it's overrrrr !! And seriously, Aska helped me calmed down. Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raihanie and Raphael were saying that everyone did better during our actual one than all of our dry runs so yay (Y) Eh but the answering question part was a bit sucky for me ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What are the rules and regulations of your plan?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally stunned. The person has to repeat the question again upon seeing my blank expression even without asking him to do so. And I think my answer went tangent and off the curve la. I was saying about how certain types of videos with positive messages (like the government's yellow ribbon project) are recommended to be uploaded online, while others (like pornographic materials) shouldn't be. Throw in a &lt;strong&gt;bit&lt;/strong&gt; of elaboration like why and that's my answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the problem is that I don't know who started the yellow ribbon project la! Wanted to say the jails and prisons but they just don't sound pretty enough so I subsituted it with the 'government'.&lt;br /&gt;And even if I know who started the yellow ribbon thingo right, my answer is like out of point. Who cares about the government when it is OUR project! As in, our pilot plan only consists of the MI students ): I'm doomed la how D: I know it's over and I shouldn't think about it but arghhhh. It's not easy to stop pondering over it just because I know I shouldn't! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I think I presented abit on the "we would like to promote this to the other organisations." I hope they remember I did actually touch on it! Pleasepleaseplease.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But anyway, I really have to thank Mr Wong :D I remembered how he edited almost every single sentence of our WR just the day before the submisssion date so that we will not exceed the word limit crazily (even though he's got his children to pick up from school), how he sat in for our final dry run the day before OP itself (which means yesterday in the evening) and presented our presentation to show us how we can improve. Bit scared and worried to know that he's like soooo much better than any of us. But he's the teacher and teachers are supposed to be good (Y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265915335800868242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SRRKGQ-xTZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/kYnZnnCo9t0/s320/P2210080007.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ripped this from CY's blog and he looked really happyyy&lt;br /&gt;with the board our class did :D&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what happened to my hair (but I never do anyway)&lt;br /&gt;and hohoho dark eye circleszx D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post Edit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo. I checked and "Yellow Ribbon Project is spearheaded by the Community Action for the Rehabilitation of Ex-Offenders (CARE) Network. It was officially launched in October, 2004, by President S R Nathan." And then there's a series of government links. Hehehe. Lucky me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-5007391163030587059?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/5007391163030587059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=5007391163030587059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5007391163030587059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/5007391163030587059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/op-ended-yay-me.html' title='OP ENDED YAY ME!'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SRRKGQ-xTZI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/kYnZnnCo9t0/s72-c/P2210080007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-8599187334260208903</id><published>2008-11-04T18:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T19:10:57.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ruined D:</title><content type='html'>I can cry doing my A Level H1 Math. The pure mathematics questions don't seem to be in syllabus (at least for me -_-) and statistics questions were bad. But they've never been nice to me so yeah, kinda numbed to them already. But pure math! Shit much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've to prepare for our OP tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow and the day after the day after tomorrow. I think we're lucky to be the last group to present, somehow. More time to brush up on our slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting B later for dinner :D And I'm really hungry now seeing that I've only had one third of some sandwhich today. I swear he's got stalker -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8599187334260208903?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8599187334260208903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8599187334260208903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8599187334260208903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8599187334260208903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-ruined-d.html' title='I&apos;m ruined D:'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8837737691474867281</id><published>2008-11-01T16:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:11:32.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling numbed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I felt so much more motivated for my A Level H1 Math paper this Tuesday while I was doing past year questions. I've wasted so much time on various JC papers D: Few of them were alright, but papers from schools like Hwa Chong (what was I even thinking to actually attempt them geez) nearly killed me. So now, I'm solely surviving on the little green book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it won't get me an A, but I've never gotten any of it since Statistics became part of my syllabus. So yeah, I'm hoping for an E (which is incredible for me if I really do pass that subject). And at least, completing those past years questions give me some sense of achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days till my self-proclaimed death day and I'm still here, making a wish list for Christmas 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;International teaser trailer for &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gmrsslucpZg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gmrsslucpZg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glimpse of Draco at 1:03 and a full view at 1:09 :DD&lt;br /&gt;A more mature version of Draco is portrayed as compared to the previous films.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;But well, still hot.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8837737691474867281?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8837737691474867281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8837737691474867281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8837737691474867281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8837737691474867281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Feeling numbed'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3073330879025158128</id><published>2008-10-31T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:01:32.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffins</title><content type='html'>Thanks B for getting the muffins for moi.&lt;br /&gt;Well now you know why I hate queuing up for them.&lt;br /&gt;But haha thanks to you, I'm munching one of those right now :D&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay you rock (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love yah! &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3073330879025158128?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3073330879025158128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3073330879025158128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3073330879025158128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3073330879025158128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/muffins.html' title='Muffins'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-4341803154023750296</id><published>2008-10-30T17:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T20:25:34.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Level Chinese</title><content type='html'>Not much interesting things happened lately. I had my A Level Chinese just now and all I can say is that it is so much more difficult than the promos and the last few years of A Levels Chinese D: Why are we so unlucky. Except for the first passage, the rest were pretty much guesswork DD:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I did smack Marcus butt accidentally on Wednesday (A) It was during morning assembly and we were in the hall. He walked pass me and played with my hair. I aimed for his back actually but he walked a little bit too fast. So yeah, his butt. It's not the butt &lt;em&gt;butt&lt;/em&gt; but more like the lower back actually. Uhm yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got locked in the toilet. How fun it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-4341803154023750296?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/4341803154023750296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=4341803154023750296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4341803154023750296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/4341803154023750296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/level-chinese.html' title='A Level Chinese'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3444566743518186098</id><published>2008-10-28T21:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:02:17.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>2 days to A Levels D:</title><content type='html'>Hello people. Tomorrow, being the last day of school means that Thursday's the start of A Levels exams. Chinese is still okay, I hope to get at least a C (pleasepleaseplease!), following Tuesday would be my H1 Math and on the 7th is my OP. Last group of the cohort means that we still have a little more than the rest to brush up on our presentation :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit stressed now, seeing my Math is so shitty that I spent 4 hours on less than 3 questions. Ohmygosh this cannot continue, I must pass! And I need motivation please. But at least, it's still a nice and pretty day for me. My wish is finally granted :D But I hope for more? Haha but who doesn't anyway :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3444566743518186098?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3444566743518186098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3444566743518186098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3444566743518186098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3444566743518186098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/2-days-to-levels-d.html' title='2 days to A Levels D:'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8144297159922516679</id><published>2008-10-24T16:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T19:22:59.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>WR completed :D</title><content type='html'>We rushed WR like mad yesterday (okay not exactly, seeing that I've got unglamorous pictures of me lying like a dead fish on the sofa from Raihanie's blog haha), because the deadline was 10am just now D: Went to Raihanie's house till 10pm to edit it. Wanted to change my contact lenses but even before I leave her place, the shop closed for the day already D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260676438383722322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SQGtWTQg_1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/RH69loTN890/s320/IMG0032A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260675439798390786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SQGscLPOEAI/AAAAAAAAAZY/y51Uc2iaTzE/s320/23-10-08_1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260675438641057362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MLels5MRl_k/SQGscG7SjlI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/swO0uBUkZbI/s320/23-10-08_1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today morning was crazy too because we cannot find the CD sleeve for our uhm, CD. Chionged here and there for a rather insignificant piece of random item in our daily lives. Looked for every teachers we can think of at that moment, and ran to the bookshop for it =\ Lucky we went to Miss Yap. She said it very simply that even though she doesn't have, the technician must have had it :D We rushed out to nowhere because we don't know where he'll be. So after that, we ran all the way back to Miss Yap because we don't have his number. It turns out that she didn't have her phone with her at that time (-.-)! All those runnings are shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckylucky that we saw Mr Andrew and he called him for us! :D But a bit embarrassing to approach the technician because Meiling and I have been bugging him ever since our WR started hehe :D And kinda stupid for us because we did not think of him. But at least he has tons of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just for that CD sleeve, which wouldn't add much credit to our WR actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though today was a very random day at school with only Chinese, I've got nice surprises like leaving at 10+am instead of 1245! And finally half of my wish is granted. Hehe. I hope for a better day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, add oil to everyone taking PW, Gloriaaa especially! That KKK is seriously flagitious, sucks to be him! Heh :DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8144297159922516679?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8144297159922516679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8144297159922516679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8144297159922516679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8144297159922516679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/wr-completed-d.html' title='WR completed :D'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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/_MLels5MRl_k/SQGtWTQg_1I/AAAAAAAAAZw/RH69loTN890/s72-c/IMG0032A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-255160722420351116.post-8489530481606429079</id><published>2008-10-21T21:48:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:40:28.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only one who took you in, the only one who held your hand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;After knowing you for two to three years, I realised that maybe, I've never had you as a friend in the first place. You have always been so important to me and I treasure you alot, but I bet you have fucking no idea how so. I remembered how I stayed by your side when things happened, hearing your side of story, and how I believed in you. And now, everything made me realised how wrong was I. But that's just you isn't it, finish hurting one and then you'll proceed to another. When will you stop your games actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be stupid but you suck. And I pray that you won't be knocked down by a car because of your bad karma. And what's worse is that till now, I still care about you. Freaking loads that it's killing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgetting me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You took things in your hands and left me out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After we'd been through so much&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How could you let me down&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/255160722420351116-8489530481606429079?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8489530481606429079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8489530481606429079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8489530481606429079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8489530481606429079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-one-who-took-you-in-only-one-who.html' title='The only one who took you in, the only one who held your hand.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3294877938557396767</id><published>2008-10-18T13:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:54:10.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>I'm not alone, even when we're apart I feel you.</title><content type='html'>Is next week the last week for school already (not counting the H1 exams)? So soon? I keep tuning to Ashley Tisdale's &lt;em&gt;We'll Be Together&lt;/em&gt; lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some things are meant to be and will be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the time is right&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even though I know that&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I swear I wish you were tonight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time heals, maybe I'll just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I don't want this to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Loads of misses, love, and take care.&lt;br /&gt;You have too (:&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &lt;3&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3294877938557396767?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3294877938557396767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3294877938557396767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3294877938557396767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3294877938557396767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-not-alone-even-when-were-apart-i.html' title='I&apos;m not alone, even when we&apos;re apart I feel you.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-3441196113682328191</id><published>2008-10-15T18:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T13:21:15.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xoxo love'/><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Damn worried.&lt;br /&gt;Damn worried.&lt;br /&gt;Damn worried.&lt;br /&gt;Damn worried.&lt;br /&gt;Damn worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not about my results though. Somehow promoted. Even though my Accounts overall got pulled down by my midyears which resulted in 2 more marks to pass it. Argh. But at least cleared the rest of my subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-3441196113682328191?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/3441196113682328191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=3441196113682328191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3441196113682328191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/3441196113682328191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-8635691011577492178</id><published>2008-10-12T14:23:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T17:20:45.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Passed Accounts (A)</title><content type='html'>I FINALLY PASSED MY ACCOUNTS FOR THE FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY PASSED MY ACCOUNTS FOR THE FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY PASSED MY ACCOUNTS FOR THE FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY PASSED MY ACCOUNTS FOR THE FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY PASSED MY ACCOUNTS FOR THE FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1A 1B 3E 1S. At least not tooooo bad :D Only failed one H1 aha. During mid-year, I still remember how my GP Paper 1 sucked so badly but Paper 2 rocked. And now, Paper 2 was crap but I think I did pretty well for Paper 1. I think that is only because I wrote about Aska and the marker gave my alot of ticks for the 2 paragraphs which is dedicated to him whoohoo yay.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, pleasepleaseplease let me score well for both papers, and not only 1 can? But I think it's still better than doing badly for both D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. Have to go chiong my WR now. Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-8635691011577492178?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/8635691011577492178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=8635691011577492178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8635691011577492178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/8635691011577492178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/passed-accounts.html' title='Passed Accounts (A)'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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-255160722420351116.post-7434793668898799443</id><published>2008-10-09T19:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:25:40.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I so unlucky.</title><content type='html'>I was so unlucky yesterday that I can cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the morning the strap of my Nike bag snapped and I don't know how to fix it, no time anyways. I lost the right side of my contact lenses too (it wasn't in the container!!) and they happen to be the last pair so I had to wear my spectacles to school. As if that wasn't enough, I thought I would be able to make a quiet entry, stand at a corner hoping that nobody would ever notice. But at the stands and during assemly at the field where I was standing at the usual corner of the class, got &lt;strong&gt;bombed&lt;/strong&gt; with the questions about my spectacles and bag, so much for my quiet entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on the was back to the home room after assembly. Bought food from cafe with Meiling. Got caught by some stalker teacher (ML managed to escape somehow haha) D: Made me and some other people (who sneaked food as well) to go back to the cafe or canteen to eat it. Reached class finally and my Home Tutor was speaking to the class and the moment he saw me, he was like, "WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?", refering to my spectacles T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all okay until the teacher came crashing in like 10 minutes later and announced to the whole class, "I smell food." I'm not in trouble because there's another classmate who brought in food too and he was the one whom she talked to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought nothing worse can happen for that day but I was proven wrong again. The class's most unglamorous photos were all exposed during HT when a group was supposed to be doing the pilot test thing! D: But it was all funny and truely a LOL moment. Maybe I would enjoy it more if I wasn't hiding under the table due to embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During PW break, we strolled around the school. Teachers were in the LR1 discussing about who should be advanced or retained. Tried to catch some details but failed. Walked away for a couple of steps and Mr XXX was right behind me. So maybe I was lucky for a tiny bit that he came after I walked away? Not like the day before when I was trying to pluck out some branches from a pot of plant beside the HOD room exit and Mr Singh had to walk out of the room at that exact moment. Super embarassed la -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought I can have a peaceful ride on the way home, Roanna bumped into her father and his friends. And I was standing beside her with a major sense of awkwardness. In my spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be getting our results tomorrow D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/255160722420351116-7434793668898799443?l=tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/feeds/7434793668898799443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=255160722420351116&amp;postID=7434793668898799443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7434793668898799443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/255160722420351116/posts/default/7434793668898799443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tainted-pulchritude.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-am-i-so-unlcuky.html' title='Why am I so unlucky.'/><author><name>Dorothy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127608993190388809</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></feed>
