<?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-29738866</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:42:29.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Night Falls in Eden</title><subtitle type='html'>revamped!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>140</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1740269855499959782</id><published>2010-05-12T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:07:00.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never past stage 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Where are you at now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Stage 1 - The Romance Stage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This is also known as the  Courtship Phase or the Fantasy Stage, and can last anywhere from 2  months to 2 years. This is when you and your partner have just met, and  everything is absolutely amazing. You can't get enough of each other.  Neither of you can do any wrong in the eyes of the other... mainly  because you're both still on your best behavior. The focus in this stage  is on commonalities - you have so many common interests, you could  practically be the same person! You show your partner your absolute best  self, and you try to please each other as much as possible. Conflict is  seen as "bad" in this stage, and is avoided at all costs. You can't  imagine living without this person, so you begin spending as much time  together as possible. This is the stage when our defenses are down the  most, which allows you to be open to and fall in love. You and your  partner are building an important foundation in this stage, so your  relationship can grow. There are biological effects as well. When you're  in this stage, your body is producing enormous amounts of endorphins,  which makes you feel unusually happy, positive and excited about  everything in your life (this is that "head over heels in love"  feeling!). This is the stage most often portrayed in movies and romantic  novels, for obvious reasons. Bottom line - you are happier than you've  ever been, and can't imagine ever feeling any differently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Stage  2 - The Disillusionment Stage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This stage is also known as  the Familiarization Stage, or the Adjusting to Reality Phase. This is  where you begin to realize that your partner is actually a human being  (horror of horrors!). You get to know each other more and more, and as a  result you start recognizing their various flaws and shortcomings. You  see your partner in relaxed situations, and you become more relaxed as  well. Since your body cannot possibly continue to produce the same  levels of endorphins that it was in the beginning, those feelings of  being on top of the world start to decline. Your partner's little habits  aren't quite as cute as they used to be, but there is still enough  goodwill from the Romance Stage that you're willing to overlook them.  This stage can start to trickle into your relationship slowly, as you  begin to see your partner for who s/he really is. Or sometimes it  happens all of a sudden, when there has been some sort of dishonesty or  deceit. This phase can be confusing and discouraging, since you've just  experienced so much openness and connection in the Romance Stage.  However, at this stage, your main job is to learn how to communicate and  resolve conflict with this person effectively, which is an important  skill if you want your relationship to continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Stage 3 - The  Power Struggle Stage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This stage is also known as the  Disappointment Phase or Distress Stage. As the characteristics from the  Disillusionment Phase intensify, they become harder and harder to deal  with. You will most likely begin to pull away from each other in this  stage. At this point, you both still believe that conflict is a "bad"  thing, but you are increasingly aware of your many differences. You  fight to draw boundaries in the relationship, and as a result even small  annoyances become big issues. This is the stage where you define  unacceptable behavior, and most couples have occasional or frequent  thoughts of leaving the relationship. More and more often, you start to  feel like your partner is self-centered or un-caring, or even worse,  that they simply can't be trusted. Deep resentments begin to build if  you're unable to resolve your issues in a respectful and mutually  agreeable way. Many couples get stuck in this stage, because this way of  interacting becomes normal in their relationship. This is when it is  absolutely necessary to learn to manage your differences effectively -  to communicate and work together as a team, even though it's tempting to  believe that your partner's sole purpose on Earth is to make your life  difficult. Not surprisingly, this is the stage most couples are in when  they decide to break up or file for divorce. However, if they are able  to negotiate all of the landmines during this phase, they'll move on  to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4 - The Stability Stage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This is a  restful and peaceful time, compared to the last stage. This stage is  also known as the Friendship Phase or Reconciliation Stage. Some couples  never make it to this stage, but the ones who do find that they have  deeper feelings of love, connection and trust with their partner. You  now have history together, and most people begin to rely on the  predictability of the relationship. As you enter this stage, you begin  to realize that your partner isn't perfect, but your personal  differences aren't quite as threatening as they used to be. You're able  to resolve most of your differences, at least to some extent, and you  become more confident in the relationship. Some people feel a sense of  loss in this stage as they learn to accept their partner for who they  truly are, since this means they have to let go of the fantasy that was  established early on in the relationship. But for the most part, the  deepening sense of friendship and commitment is a good trade-off for  those early feelings of butterflies and excitement. This is also when  you begin to re-establish your own outside interests and friendships,  which were given up in the Romance Phase. There is some danger that you  may begin to drift apart from or become bored with your partner in this  phase, so you should try to maintain the connection that was created in  the Romance Phase. Overall, this is the stage when you finally begin to  feel comfortable and happy with your deepening relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage  5 - The Commitment Stage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;This stage is also known as the  Acceptance Phase, the Transformation Stage, or the Real Love Phase. It  is estimated that fewer than 5% of couples actually make it to this  stage, according to The Relationship Institute. This is the stage when  both couples have a clear notion of who their partner is, faults,  foibles and weaknesses galore... yet they make a conscious choice to be  with this person in spite of all of those things (and in some cases,  because of those things). You are no longer with your partner because  you need them, but because you've chosen them, which means the level of  resentment you felt in the Power Struggle Phase has decreased, if not  disappeared. If you've made it to this stage, you and your partner are a  team. You genuinely love your partner, and you look out for their best  interests just as much as you look out for your own. Your partner is  your best friend. There are few surprises about your partner's habits or  character in this phase. You've collaborated to overcome many  challenges together, and have grown to accept and support each other  without restriction. Your vision for your relationship is in congruence  with who you are and what you both truly want. You have discussed your  future together - you have similar life goals, and you feel encouraged  to define your relationship further. Many couples decide to make a  formal or public commitment to each other in this stage (such as  marriage) to demonstrate their intention to continue their relationship.  This is the stage in which your relationship becomes a true  partnership.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;About the author: Sarah M. Schultz, MA, CPC is a  certified Personal Development Coach in Park City, UT. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-1740269855499959782?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1740269855499959782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1740269855499959782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1740269855499959782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1740269855499959782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2010/05/never-past-stage-3.html' title='Never past stage 3'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3211631829946267380</id><published>2010-05-12T02:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T02:44:33.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things i hate about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;one. i hate it when you hurt me. you don't even feel bad about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;two. i hate it when you'd always blow your top even though it's a small matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;three. i hate it when you care more about how your friends feel instead of how i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;four. i hate it when you threaten me and turn the tables when you are at fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;five. i hate it when you give up after only trying for 5 seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;six. i hate it when you walk off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;seven. i hate it when you don't listen. you hear what others say but not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;eight. i hate it when you lie. you do it so much i don't know when you speak the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;nine. i hate it when you refuse to compromise. you compromise with everybody but me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ten. i hate it when you never apologise. you have no idea how insincere you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-3211631829946267380?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3211631829946267380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3211631829946267380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3211631829946267380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3211631829946267380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2010/05/10-things-i-hate-about-you.html' title='10 things i hate about you'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-465426358310240059</id><published>2010-04-24T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:53:47.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i don't understand u. sometimes u are so generous, understanding, caring and patient. other times u are so childish, temperamental, bully me and make my life so miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it everytime i praise u infront of my friends and feel proud u are my bf, the next day u show me just how much of a jerk u are? it's like one moment i feel so blessed and the next moment the truth hits me. jinxed issit? next time i should just say bad things about u and u won't do them? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;be more of a man can? hmph. don't pms. u don't have the right to have pms. u have a balls not breasts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;read up and prove to me u can be trusted. and stop pronouncing my name wrongly or i'll totally give up on u!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_315889333"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://datingadvicefromagirl.com/how-to-be-a-the-best-boyfriendhusband_109/" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;how to be a better boyfriend/husband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mademan.com/be-better-boyfriend/" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;be a better boyfriend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-465426358310240059?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/465426358310240059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=465426358310240059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/465426358310240059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/465426358310240059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2010/04/why.html' title='why???'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2241038174756685318</id><published>2010-02-04T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T17:13:57.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>enough is enough!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;i really BTH already ok! i hate stinky pillows and now even my hair is stinky! you NEED to do something. let's go see a doc k??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://knol.google.com/k/how-to-stop-drooling-during-sleep#"&gt;HOW TO STOP DROOLING IN YOUR SLEEP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-2241038174756685318?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2241038174756685318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2241038174756685318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2241038174756685318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2241038174756685318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2010/02/enough-is-enough.html' title='enough is enough!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8837503693298432810</id><published>2009-12-31T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:14:34.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i don't typically do this, cos i don't actually believe in it. i used to think new year resolutions were for people to verbalise what they hope they could achieve yet mostly it's just for the sake of showing people what plans they have in store. you know, NATO.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;for me it's like keeping an organizer... i'd buy it probably cos it's a marie or it was pink, and i'd write in it for a few days and the rest of the pages would still be empty by the time i found a new one i liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;today, on the last day of 2009, i suddenly felt like doing my 2010 resolutions. hehe... maybe i feel if i put it down in black and white (or black and pink) that it'd be 1 step closer to realisation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i want to have dinner at the jewel box and experience fake snow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i want to stop procrastinating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i want to stop being confrontational.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i want to pee regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i want to wash my face twice a day, EVERYDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;hmm, keep it simple and achievable! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-8837503693298432810?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8837503693298432810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8837503693298432810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8837503693298432810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8837503693298432810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2009/12/dammit-2-mins-early.html' title='new year resolutions'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8478902944450044263</id><published>2009-11-29T21:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:04:50.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm having a very hard time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;i cannot be myself anymore. being myself is going against what i want. i want to be with you and i want to be happy. i'm having a very hard time striking a balance. i cannot understand you if you don't say anything. i cannot be happy if i always feel condemned and guilty. you have to stop making me feel this way, unless you don't give a damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; i'm in a grey zone now. i need your help.you need to be my light, not the one shrouding me in darkness.&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/29738866-8478902944450044263?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8478902944450044263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8478902944450044263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8478902944450044263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8478902944450044263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-having-very-hard-time.html' title='i&apos;m having a very hard time'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8435937862246465929</id><published>2009-11-25T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T15:19:52.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self-love and self-acceptance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;this is a topic i've been struggling with since the beginning of my existence. it has fully manifested in these recent years and i'm am aware of the backlash it brings with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i feel like i'm being punished all the time. i know it has got to do with my stubborn and rebellious nature. i want to lead yet there is security in following. i want to lead yet the lack of support makes it hard for me to believe in myself. often enough, i feel so isolated...... and lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;the people i love tend to condemn me and this makes me very unhappy. i picked this up from a site when i googled self-love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Children Learn What They Live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with criticism,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to condemn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with hostility,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with ridicule,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to feel shy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with shame,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to feel guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with tolerance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to be patient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with encouragement,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with praise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to appreciate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with fairness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with security,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to have faith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with approval,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;he learns to like himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;If a child lives with acceptance and friendship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ead1dc;"&gt;he learns to find love in the world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;honestly? i've learnt&amp;nbsp;all the negative traits&amp;nbsp;of the above. i grew up well-developed academically but i'm a repressed child inside. the person i think i love the most calls me selfish and condemns me when i make sense to myself. is it too late for me? of course not, as many would say. learning is a lifelong journey. but if definitely is difficult. all i can say is, i'm not strong enough to do this alone. and yet, my warped sense of pride makes it hard for me to accept help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;i wonder how long it'll take for me to break free of these shackles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-8435937862246465929?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8435937862246465929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8435937862246465929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8435937862246465929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8435937862246465929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2009/11/self-love-and-self-acceptance.html' title='self-love and self-acceptance'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4516579859000736169</id><published>2009-09-01T18:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T18:34:27.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spot check</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Dearest lg,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;thank you for always visiting my blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i have taken note of some complaints and have made the respective changes. Take a peek to your right. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i LOVE you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;lp&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/29738866-4516579859000736169?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4516579859000736169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4516579859000736169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4516579859000736169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4516579859000736169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2009/09/spot-check.html' title='spot check'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3701659788395599996</id><published>2009-08-03T11:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:30:17.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been awhile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;jeez... it's been awhile since i last visited my own blog. almost forgot it existed! haha i bet the ppl who used to read this have also forgotten cos it's been almost half a year since i last posted anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;anyway, updates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;since my last stable job at shs in 2008, i slacked at home unemployed for half a year, did part-time waitressing at a jap restaurant for a wk, which led my to my next job where i conducted gym lessons for pre-schoolers, and now finally i'm settled in promoting Georgian wines! (for which i'm their ambassador of sweet wines haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;one of my best gals just got married over the wkend... the youngest in our group but the first to be wed... seriously i'm sooooo happy for her! she's off to her honeymoon now... and i'm secretly praying i'll get a baby niece when she returns... (buck up u big brown bear) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;looking back on some of my posts... i realise i've been so preoccupied with feelings and emotions... i am a selfish person by nature. all i think about are my own feelings. i don't actually spare much thought for others, sometimes. i've actually been considering going for therapy even. i don't feel too satisfied with the way my life is going. feels like i'm there, but i'm not. maybe i haven't put my heart and soul into anything much. never really strived for anything. i claim that i have tried my very best in my relationship thou... but at times it feels like i'm all talk, no action. i just don't understand where people get the motivation. nothing drives me. only negativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;if i could, i'd like to be a critic. den i can actually get paid for being nasty and not having to feel bad for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;oh well. time flies. prob the next time i surf past this blog it'll be 2010 already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i've lived a third of my life. but am i living it? &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/29738866-3701659788395599996?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3701659788395599996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3701659788395599996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3701659788395599996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3701659788395599996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='it&apos;s been awhile...'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7398747478342949936</id><published>2009-02-01T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T10:59:40.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... doubted yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... said something you didn't mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... did something you didn't plan on doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... tried doing things the way u usually wouldn't?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... wondered what life would be like if u took that turn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... looked back in anger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... wanted to hurt the ones u love so they could feel the same way u do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... feared tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... hated yourself for everything wrong you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... loved yourself for everything right you think you did?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... dreamt of a past that would never be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;... believed in miracles?&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/29738866-7398747478342949936?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7398747478342949936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7398747478342949936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7398747478342949936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7398747478342949936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2009/02/have-you-ever.html' title='have you ever...?'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7849781688199691570</id><published>2008-09-18T11:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:03:28.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing gets done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i realise that time is flying by really quickly... and i'm not getting things done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there are many things i wanna do, but often enough when it comes to crunch time, i get lazy and i tell myself there's always next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;after a few months, you realise that things are still left hanging and life has been pretty uneventful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;wanted to spend mid autumn festival playing with lanterns and lg but ended up didn't do anything. wanted to go rollerblading every wkend but lg hasn't bought his pair yet. wanted to go walk walk around the northern, eastern, southern parts of sg but haven't gotten around doing it yet. etc etc etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;end up just bumming alone at home, washing clothes, sweeping floors, cleaning toilets, watching tv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i hate my life like this. i want to be doing things and creating memories and experiencing everything life has to offer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;there is always an excuse for everything. when will what i want be first priority? sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;super low morale in life.&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/29738866-7849781688199691570?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7849781688199691570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7849781688199691570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7849781688199691570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7849781688199691570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/09/nothing-gets-done.html' title='nothing gets done'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-303575541066263920</id><published>2008-09-18T11:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T11:39:09.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you lonesome tonight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" &gt;Somewhere out there beneath the pale moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Someone's thinking of me and loving me tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" &gt;Somewhere out there someone's saying a prayer&lt;br /&gt;That we'll find one another in that big somewhere out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though I know how very far apart we are&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" &gt;And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Somewhere out there if love can see us through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then we'll be together somewhere out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Out where dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" &gt;And even though I know how very far apart we are&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we might be wishing on the same bright star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" &gt;And when the night wind starts to sing a lonesome lullaby&lt;br /&gt;It helps to think we're sleeping underneath the same big sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Somewhere out there if love can see us through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Then we'll be together somewhere out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Out where dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-303575541066263920?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/303575541066263920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=303575541066263920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/303575541066263920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/303575541066263920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/09/are-you-lonesome-tonight.html' title='are you lonesome tonight?'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-6176642353886690394</id><published>2008-08-11T09:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:34:51.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my lg is wonderful!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;well, i haven't been complimenting him much so i guess it's about time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;went to dinner with him and his ex-colleagues... i know he'd been really unhappy at work and missed hanging out with his ex-colleagues, so i let him drink and play and seeing that he had a lot of fun warmed my heart from the inside. unfortunately he got abit too drunk and spouted alot of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;?? heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;next, my darling lg sort of 'surprised' me with FIR concert tickets... it was fantastic!! apart from the mid-section where we both didn't recognise all the songs... and the fact that i think he was quite sleepy already but still stood up with me and waved light sticks and put his arm around my waist while we swayed to the music... (and mister fat-in-black who was dam high haha) btw, a note to concert merchandisers: don't be so que de and sell ppl light sticks that are already running out of batteries!! grrrrrrr! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;ooooh... he promised to get me a special present too! happiness! haha shall disclose when i DO get it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;went down to find heng heng at st james after that, and lg was sorta sian cos wasn't his usual gang... i dunno issit because it wasn't his usual gang so he paid more attention to me... but i enjoyed it alot! holding my hand and looking at me every once in awhile... =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;sat &amp;amp; sun were really peaceful... we chionged pms till i was lvl 80! (ok he chionged most of the way) and we had breakfast with my grandparents! lol ah gong and daddy sorta dropped a couple of hints (weird i tot the paternals were the ones who wouldn't let go) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;last of all, he helped to pack the room and change the sheets! heehee... good job lg, ur little corner very clean liao... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;^_^ love u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29738866-6176642353886690394?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/6176642353886690394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=6176642353886690394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6176642353886690394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6176642353886690394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-lg-is-wonderful.html' title='my lg is wonderful!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-6311552402593097597</id><published>2008-07-31T09:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T09:40:51.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you can't please everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;it's a sucky feeling when you can't please everyone. which is more impt? yourself? or them? but what's the point of pleasing yourself when u feel bad that the other party didn't get what they wanted? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;eternal struggle... i know you can't make everyone happy. but you're not happy if everyone isn't. how?? y is life so difficult. =(&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/29738866-6311552402593097597?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/6311552402593097597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=6311552402593097597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6311552402593097597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6311552402593097597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/07/you-cant-please-everyone.html' title='you can&apos;t please everyone'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-9000897329784206461</id><published>2008-07-21T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T12:16:18.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>retail therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;it sucks being in sales... u always get scolding or ppl throw temper at you for things which u can't control. u understand that they can't help it, maybe they are frustrated or they dunno how to express themselves in a better way... but HALLO!!! u fa pi qi at me den have u ever thought about HOW I FEEL????? i think for them, who think for me? =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;it's not hard to be understanding or think from another person's pov... the hard part is the putting up with all that crap even thou you understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i think i'm too fragile for this line. so fragile that everytime i get hurt, i do something else to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;treat&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; hurt myself back. it's a total lose-lose situation for me loh... =(&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/29738866-9000897329784206461?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/9000897329784206461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=9000897329784206461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9000897329784206461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9000897329784206461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/07/retail-therapy.html' title='retail therapy'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4448597671348849235</id><published>2008-07-04T14:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T14:47:05.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the holiday (2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i only caught abit of the end... but what a sweet movie... i actually wanted to catch it while it was airing back then... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;hearing iris speak these words, made my heart ache in places i never knew existed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;I understand feeling as small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually ache in places you didn't know you had inside you. And it doesn't matter how many new haircuts you get, or gyms you join, or how many glasses of chardonnay you drink with your girlfriends... you still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong or how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell for that brief moment you could think that you were that happy. And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he'll see the light and show up at your door. And after all that, however long all that may be, you'll go somewhere new. And you'll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff, those years of your life that you wasted, that will eventually begin to fade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;all that fuzzy stuff..... please fade away......&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/29738866-4448597671348849235?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4448597671348849235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4448597671348849235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4448597671348849235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4448597671348849235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/07/holiday-2006.html' title='the holiday (2006)'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1058144954149155216</id><published>2008-06-09T13:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:20:52.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday bloooooooze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's only monday. can't believe it. my weekend just flew by with me sleeping, and sleeping, and sleeping! =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's only monday, and im thinking about the next weekend already. what i wanna do, where i wanna go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's only monday, and i wan to go on a holiday! seems like everyone's taking long leaves and going places. i want to go somewhere too! but can't be selfish... lg's just started out on a new job and he needs some time to adjust and prove his worth! haiz... wait wait wait. just wanna go somewhere to hide with lg. he knows all this, so i'm waiting! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's only monday, and i have a backlog of work already from last wk. yukS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;it's only monday.............................. WTF!?!!?!?!?!&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/29738866-1058144954149155216?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1058144954149155216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1058144954149155216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1058144954149155216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1058144954149155216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/06/monday-bloooooooze.html' title='monday bloooooooze'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8848302379060674172</id><published>2008-06-03T09:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T09:53:42.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i've been feeling really stressed up at work lately, mostly due to my lack of capacity to handle demands - from superiors, colleagues, customers. most of the adults i've approached tell me this is normal; work is such; everybody faces the same problem. makes me feel like im kicking up a big fuss over nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i think the difference, is some people are supposed to know more than others, and some people care more than others. those who are supposed to know more need to lead those who don't. i feel like im put in a position where i'm supposed to know more, but at this point, im leading those that know more than me. i feel rather lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;people tell me not to think about work at the end of the day, let everything go. can someone teach me how? all these thoughts just linger all the way till the next morning. how do u switch it off? every morning i wake up feeling like i didn't sleep. i don't want to go to work, i don't want to face the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;yet at the same time, i feel like a big baby. everyone is doing it, y can't i? am i that pampered a kid that i can't take on the world on my own? i'm sure i can if i want to. do i want to? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i'd really like to ask for help, but do i really need it? =( &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/29738866-8848302379060674172?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8848302379060674172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8848302379060674172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8848302379060674172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8848302379060674172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/06/big-baby.html' title='big baby'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-9164865258824923519</id><published>2008-06-01T04:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T11:46:15.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sex &amp; the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;movie about love, friendship, loyalty, conviction, trust, lust, priorities. it made me laugh, it made me cry. a thought-evoking story that i'm glad i watched on such a day. made me rethink my relationship, the way i manage my emotions... invoked fear, doubt... gave me strength to know that love is not about possession. i've learnt a great deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;it all boils down to communication. communicating thoughts, feelings, plans. being receptive to a different pov. not getting carried away with your own needs and wants, and really listening to what he has to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;support from friends. often you'd think its the end of the world when he leaves, but there u are, still standing... your dear friends being your pillar of support. you're never alone as long as you have them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;just some random thoughts i had after the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved, now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all - Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my life in V is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the happiest and the unhappiest of men - At my age I need a steady, quiet life - can that be so in our connection? My angel, I have just been told that the mailcoach goes every day - therefore I must close at once so that you may receive the letter at once - Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell. Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your beloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever thine&lt;br /&gt;ever mine&lt;br /&gt;ever ours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-9164865258824923519?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/9164865258824923519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=9164865258824923519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9164865258824923519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9164865258824923519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/06/sex-city.html' title='sex &amp; the city'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8167392995386366725</id><published>2008-05-26T10:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T10:17:14.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birth date calculator</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Pleasant shape, tasteful clothes, modest demands, tends not forgive mistakes, cheerful, likes to lead but not to obey, honest and faithful partner, tends to a know-all-attitude and making decisions for others, noble-minded, generous, good sense of humour, practical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;sounds like me? ^_^ find out about urself &lt;a href="http://www.paulsadowski.org/BirthData.asp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-8167392995386366725?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8167392995386366725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8167392995386366725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8167392995386366725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8167392995386366725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/05/birth-date-calculator.html' title='birth date calculator'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7858082211505360182</id><published>2008-05-23T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T17:30:50.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear pork</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;happy birthday!! Come back soon!!!&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/29738866-7858082211505360182?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7858082211505360182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7858082211505360182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7858082211505360182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7858082211505360182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-pork.html' title='dear pork'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4227859432667929425</id><published>2008-05-16T09:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:13:30.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little girl in a man's world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SCzfNMa3f3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/SwrgyZQhoQ8/s1600-h/safety+boots+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SCzfNMa3f3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/SwrgyZQhoQ8/s320/safety+boots+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200777087471288178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;PPE - Personal Protective Equipment&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/29738866-4227859432667929425?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4227859432667929425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4227859432667929425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4227859432667929425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4227859432667929425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/05/little-girl-in-mans-world.html' title='little girl in a man&apos;s world'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SCzfNMa3f3I/AAAAAAAAAIg/SwrgyZQhoQ8/s72-c/safety+boots+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7440754761541146161</id><published>2008-05-05T09:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:00:10.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bliss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SB5nM6TMwSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T9KZRoVWHrk/s1600-h/weddingbellswithgoldheliumballoon.jpg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SB5nM6TMwSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/T9KZRoVWHrk/s320/weddingbellswithgoldheliumballoon.jpg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196704491538006306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;CONGRATS MY DEAREST DOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;feel so happy for you! our darling 陈老么, our youngest in the family is the first to ring wedding bells! (then again, don't forget your cai lao da, li lao er and huang lao san haven't officially approved of mr K yet so no count! =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;haha it's not even me but i feel so excited!!!!!!! like our dear dottie has finally grown up and taken the next step into adulthood! keke hope i don't end up crying when i walk her down the aisle and pass her over to the big brown bear. hee hee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-7440754761541146161?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7440754761541146161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7440754761541146161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3645180452565660960</id><published>2008-05-02T11:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:36:26.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>altruism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;friendster horoscope is freakily accurate. yuks. maybe say out liao next time not zhun le... good or bad? sometimes the advice it gives really helps me get through the day, reminding me to be watchful of myself and the things i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;today it's misguided altruism. asking me if i really need to sacrifice anything now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;come to think of it, most of the time i jump to my own conclusions. i often feel i have to play a part in every single thing. but on hindsight, sometimes just sitting back and watching how things unfold may not be such a bad idea. getting too personally involved really blinds a person with biased emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i don't think its a bad thing, to put other people's interests before your own. making little sacrifices now and then often allow you to see the bigger picture. for me, its often more of the talk than the action. but the more you talk about it, the more it becomes clearer to you, and the easier it is to take action. at least that's how it is for me. the more comfortable you are with the idea, the easier it is for you to accept the outcome in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;but let's be honest. we live in a selfish world. society has nurtured us in such a way that most people are self-centred subconsciously. i wouldn't say its a bad thing. in a way, it is also self-protection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;life would be much easier thou, if 2 people had the same interests. in that sense, sharing the same priorities, believing in the same beliefs and bearing the same problems. but what happens when there are conflicting interests and the needs of 1 supercedes that of the other? is there always a win-win situation or do you need to sacrifice someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;there are so many possibilities in the world. do we have the tenacity to explore them all?&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/29738866-3645180452565660960?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3645180452565660960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3645180452565660960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3645180452565660960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3645180452565660960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/05/altruism.html' title='altruism'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1410114184223460647</id><published>2008-04-24T09:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T09:58:46.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我愿意！</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;幸福的风&lt;/span&gt; -- 杨宗纬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为我永远只能一个人生活&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;孤单的快乐哀愁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;偶尔可以伪装潇洒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;只有心里慌乱起来自己喝酒&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;因为你只是一个美丽的偶然&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;吹淋我不经意降落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;谁知道你不同&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;谁知道你不走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;拥抱著我说终于找到了我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;你看穿我的轮廓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;亲吻我的奋勇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;不在乎我曾经的错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;如果不是你的款款温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;还以为真爱只是一个传说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;请相信我的承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SB5pwKTMwVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KWS6KNGGYVI/s1600-h/I.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SB5pwKTMwVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KWS6KNGGYVI/s320/I.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196707296151650642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;虽然有点笨拙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;但我看见&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;幸福的风&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;如果我把我的手放在背后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;愿不愿意牵著一起走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;因为你只是一个美丽的偶然&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;吹淋我不经意降落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;谁知道你不同&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;谁知道你不走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;拥抱著我说终于找到了我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;你看穿我的轮廓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;亲吻我的奋勇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;不在乎我曾经的错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;如果不是你的款款温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;还以为真爱只是一个传说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;请相信我的承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;虽然有点笨拙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;但我看见&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;幸福的风&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;如果我把我的手放在背后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;愿不愿意牵著一起走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;你看穿我的轮廓&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;亲吻我的奋勇&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;不在乎我曾经的错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;如果不是你的款款温柔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;还以为真爱只是一个传说&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;请相信我的承诺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;虽然有点笨拙&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;但我看见&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;幸福的风&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;如果我把我的手放在背后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;愿不愿意牵著一起走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;愿不愿意牵著到最后&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-1410114184223460647?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1410114184223460647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1410114184223460647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1410114184223460647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1410114184223460647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='我愿意！'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/SB5pwKTMwVI/AAAAAAAAAIY/KWS6KNGGYVI/s72-c/I.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1789255778196303892</id><published>2008-04-10T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T13:24:48.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>repetition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;reread and derive new meaning, the post titled "something to be read every once in awhile" feb 08&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/29738866-1789255778196303892?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1789255778196303892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1789255778196303892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1789255778196303892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1789255778196303892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/04/repetition.html' title='repetition'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2859619003366106203</id><published>2008-04-02T16:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T16:44:43.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lily-livered</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;what a cute synonym for apprehension. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;haiz... i feel so edgy and restless. i know i have an over-active imagination, and that probably most of my fears are self-imposed. do i need a shrink? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i think i'm afraid of brutal honesty. even thou i often feel there is a need for it,  i fear the repercussions of brutal honesty. maybe if i talk to a shrink, who is paid to listen to my innermost, darkest secrets and dismiss them after, i can get everything off my chest and out of my mind? i won't have to face judgment from shrink rite... does it work that way? can burden be passed on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;shit. i feel like im a nutcase lah. my keen sense of somethingness is overbearing. someone quickly invent insulators for synapses so i can block out some of my undesirable brain functions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;something is wrong with me. y make something wrong outta nothing? something is terribly wrong with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;perhaps, a woman's intuition is too sharp for her own good? i don't wanna be persecuted for paranoia. y can't i ever be at peace with myself?&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/29738866-2859619003366106203?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2859619003366106203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2859619003366106203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2859619003366106203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2859619003366106203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/04/lily-livered.html' title='lily-livered'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4370136862706233013</id><published>2008-03-31T09:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:31:18.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;hmm...? what's this uneasy feeling i have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;feel like im in the midst of a lot of things. neither here nor there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;feel like im not knowing a lot of things. secrets, secrets everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;someone shine some light on me. open up and embrace me with the truth.&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/29738866-4370136862706233013?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4370136862706233013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4370136862706233013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4370136862706233013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4370136862706233013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title='hmm?'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1561379385630428445</id><published>2008-03-26T09:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:55:38.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look within thyself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The greater part of our happiness or misery depends on our dispositions, and not on our circumstances. We carry the seeds of the one or the other about with us in our minds wherever we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Martha Washington&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/29738866-1561379385630428445?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1561379385630428445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1561379385630428445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1561379385630428445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1561379385630428445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/03/look-within-thyself.html' title='look within thyself'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2319944886282544020</id><published>2008-03-12T15:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T16:02:57.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;how does one achieve perfect timing? does it come with experience? do you need 2 hands to clap, 2 feet to dance? how do you perfect a dance without ever stepping on your partner's toes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one little step forward, one big step back. how do you ever get to the finishing move? if you miss your move and the song runs out, do you get a second chance? do you slam the keyboard and uninstall the game, or press start and challenge those moves again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will there come a time when u are able to predict every key and stroke, and lose interest in the game entirely? or will those lovely melodies always perk you up and bring joy when you play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or are you the unlucky sort, who crave a game and bump into 'urgent server maintenance'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is so unpredictable, yet many things are just flowing along in vicious cycles which make outcomes so predictable. when will it ever stop? can it even stop? is it so hard to see past our petty differences and hold on to whatever is dear?&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/29738866-2319944886282544020?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2319944886282544020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2319944886282544020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2319944886282544020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2319944886282544020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/03/timing.html' title='timing'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2563149871210372822</id><published>2008-03-05T19:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T19:44:38.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spoof</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object id="ssss" height="250" width="360"&gt; &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt; &lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://vhead.blog.sina.com.cn/player/outer_player.swf?auto=0&amp;amp;vid=11418996&amp;amp;uid=1317927632" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" name="ssss" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="250" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;some joker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-2563149871210372822?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2563149871210372822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2563149871210372822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2563149871210372822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2563149871210372822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/03/spoof.html' title='spoof'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1652634806745350543</id><published>2008-03-04T11:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T13:13:00.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>开花</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/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R8zHXSjE-sI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FL7OimSJ6bY/s1600-h/DSC00034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R8zHXSjE-sI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FL7OimSJ6bY/s320/DSC00034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173729274871741122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i'm starting to see little buds bloom into exquisite flowers. flowers that are uniquely mine. :) thank you for helping me groom my little garden. i am contented.&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/29738866-1652634806745350543?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1652634806745350543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1652634806745350543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1652634806745350543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1652634806745350543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='开花'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R8zHXSjE-sI/AAAAAAAAAHo/FL7OimSJ6bY/s72-c/DSC00034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2949831190299223870</id><published>2008-02-20T14:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T13:23:04.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something to be read every once in a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;10 Steps To Happy Ever After&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;, By Slade Hartwell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what all happy and healthy marriages have in common? In every one of them you will find two people committed to making each other happy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You will find a man who cherishes his wife and puts her needs above his own, and you will find a wife who respects and trusts her man.&lt;/span&gt; We live in very selfish times. Pop-psychology messages are everywhere in the media encouraging us to love ourselves, do right by ourselves, and generally please ourselves first. If you really want a happy marriage, don’t buy into that type of self-centered thinking. Instead, try these 10 time-tested techniques and experience the happiness, peace, and tranquility of a healthy marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make time for each other. &lt;/span&gt;It’s so easy in our hyper-busy modern lifestyles to forget to set aside a little time to enjoy each other’s company. Start a weekly tradition of setting a date for the two of you to be together doing something you both enjoy. Keep it simple. Take a nice walk together. Sip coffee together in a cozy coffeehouse. Talk to each other, reminisce, and get to know each other again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take time off from each other.&lt;/span&gt; Give each other space and time to work on hobbies and personal interests. When you have an interesting project to work on, you will feel more fulfilled and you will be a more interesting person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Make little romantic gestures. &lt;/span&gt;Remember to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;compliment your spouse.&lt;/span&gt; Leave a little love note for them to find once in awhile. Celebrate the day you first met. Send flowers for no particular reason. You should continuously make little deposits in your spouse’s emotional bank account. The return on your investment will be incredible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;4. Fight fair. Don’t argue in front of other people. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don’t insult each other&lt;/span&gt; or each other’s families. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never threaten divorce, and never go to bed angry&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let the little things go, and don’t make a big deal out of every disagreement.&lt;/span&gt; Before arguing, think; is this really going to matter in the long run?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;5. Take interest in what interests your spouse. Watch their favorite shows with them. Read their favorite book, so you can talk about it with them. Encourage them to develop their talents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;6. Listen to your spouse. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husbands, remember that women need to express their feelings. Be a good sport and just listen. Don’t interrupt, or get distracted.&lt;/span&gt; Empathize with her. Let her know that you can relate to what she’s feeling. Ladies, please remember that the kind of talk you might like to have with your husband does not come naturally to most men. Just be patient. It’s not a good idea to “unload” on him right when he comes home from work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Accept your spouse for who they are. Practice total acceptance&lt;/span&gt;. Don’t hold your spouse to your expectations; you will only succeed at building resentment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Express your commitment. In little ways, you can, and should, renew your vows to each other over and over. Your spouse will feel comfortable and secure knowing that you are truly committed to the marriage. True closeness will only happen when all doubt and insecurity is replaced by confidence in the relationship. Let your spouse know that you really are in it “till death do us part.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;9. Trust in each other. Don’t be suspicious. Don’t snoop through each other’s belongings. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To help ensure the trust, be honest with your spouse in all things. Never keep secrets from each other, not even little ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;10. Make it your aim to be your spouse’s best friend. Appreciate your spouse for who they are. Loosen up and have fun with each other. If you are practicing the steps above, you are on your way to being your spouse’s best friend – the ultimate relationship in marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-2949831190299223870?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2949831190299223870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2949831190299223870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2949831190299223870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2949831190299223870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/02/something-to-be-read-every-once-in_20.html' title='something to be read every once in a while'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-6568080496781292259</id><published>2008-02-15T09:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T09:37:58.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good omen?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;after a crappy xmas, couldnt-be-worse new year's, nothing-to-brag-about lny, finally! a good omen! a peaceful, sickly valentine's day! :) i noticed the patterns... we &lt;strike&gt;celebrated&lt;/strike&gt; spent it together, alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R7TsM92k_5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rwJGB7U7ph8/s1600-h/vday+msg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R7TsM92k_5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rwJGB7U7ph8/s320/vday+msg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167014380006866834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R7TsNN2k_6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/dVIfpbVx2Wg/s1600-h/vday+msg+part+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R7TsNN2k_6I/AAAAAAAAAHY/dVIfpbVx2Wg/s320/vday+msg+part+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167014384301834146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R7TsN92k_7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/v53q9cZhh38/s1600-h/vday+msg+part+32.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R7TsN92k_7I/AAAAAAAAAHg/v53q9cZhh38/s320/vday+msg+part+32.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167014397186736050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-6568080496781292259?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/6568080496781292259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=6568080496781292259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6568080496781292259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6568080496781292259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-omen.html' title='good omen?'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R7TsM92k_5I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/rwJGB7U7ph8/s72-c/vday+msg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8195891550906489572</id><published>2008-02-05T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T11:38:03.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stepping out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" class="huge" &gt;There are no mistakes. The events we bring upon ourselves, no matter how unpleasant, are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn; whatever steps we take, they're necessary to reach the places we've chosen to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~Richard Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Be brave, because you are not alone. We're in this together. Avoiding pain now, only makes the hurt more intense when you face it in the end. I'm here to share the burden. let us face it, hand in hand, one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~Richard Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-8195891550906489572?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8195891550906489572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8195891550906489572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8195891550906489572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8195891550906489572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/02/stepping-out.html' title='stepping out'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1927335017783134343</id><published>2008-02-05T08:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T09:12:46.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to nature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;last sunday, lg brought me on a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hiking trip.&lt;/span&gt; apparently, there's a trail behind railway mall that leads up to a quarry where he used to play back in his younger days. and somehow or other, the dirt tracks lead up to bukit timah hill. sibei ulu place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;we couldn't even find the entrance. we hiked up from the train tracks, stepping on gravel and seeing leftovers of what i would guess were prayers (cos of the orange wa1 kuei4(s) littered all over) walking ever deeper into grass growing way pass ankle-height, all i could do was glare at my feet to make sure i wasn't trampling on snails or snakes. lg kept saying to me, "nice hor? this is what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;nature is like." who had the blardy time to look at nature??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we found a road.............. that seemed like it led to nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e05ucTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1dGsUmBic9k/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e05ucTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1dGsUmBic9k/s200/DSC00010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163294401615833026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e06-cTJ9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/xrAXKG9jq-k/s1600-h/DSC00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e06-cTJ9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/xrAXKG9jq-k/s200/DSC00011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163294423090669522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e07OcTJ-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1CxiMDWTLIo/s1600-h/DSC00013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e07OcTJ-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/1CxiMDWTLIo/s200/DSC00013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163294427385636834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e08OcTJ_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rC850F5Vn50/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e08OcTJ_I/AAAAAAAAAGY/rC850F5Vn50/s200/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163294444565506034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e08ecTKAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o9H39MGRzvU/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e08ecTKAI/AAAAAAAAAGg/o9H39MGRzvU/s200/DSC00017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163294448860473346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e1jecTKBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/unZ3QBNTtdE/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e1jecTKBI/AAAAAAAAAGo/unZ3QBNTtdE/s200/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163295118875371538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;turns out, we really found several markings/posts with the national parks logo. o.o we did find the quarry, but were on the wrong end of it. turned back soon after. was an interesting experience. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;this is probably my last post till after the lunar new year. was late for xmas and new yr's, so here's an early " 新年快乐！" to everyone out there!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-1927335017783134343?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1927335017783134343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1927335017783134343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1927335017783134343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1927335017783134343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-to-nature.html' title='back to nature'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R6e05ucTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAGA/1dGsUmBic9k/s72-c/DSC00010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3785428970689352449</id><published>2008-01-22T15:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:43:03.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my magic carpet ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;usually, i'll be depressed on my birthday. had been the case for the past few years. this year, i'm exceptionally HAPPY~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha can't contain my haIRpeEEEnessSSSsSSSssSSSss!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;why you ask?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x4OOcTJ6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xezG-7UOiKw/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x4OOcTJ6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xezG-7UOiKw/s200/DSC01725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160131458850039714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x4OecTJ7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/pQ6XOBjHH7k/s1600-h/DSC01768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x4OecTJ7I/AAAAAAAAAF4/pQ6XOBjHH7k/s200/DSC01768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160131463145007026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;a daah~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3QucTJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/27tTPTK6V9o/s1600-h/DSC01787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3QucTJ5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/27tTPTK6V9o/s200/DSC01787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160130402288084882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3QecTJ4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/DJOz6W5cm_g/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3QecTJ4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/DJOz6W5cm_g/s200/DSC01796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160130397993117570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3PucTJ2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6Az3gaUcj8E/s1600-h/DSC01804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3PucTJ2I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/6Az3gaUcj8E/s200/DSC01804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160130385108215650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3P-cTJ3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/1KH7p9JCqYE/s1600-h/DSC01805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x3P-cTJ3I/AAAAAAAAAFY/1KH7p9JCqYE/s200/DSC01805.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160130389403182962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ta tah rahhhhh~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2P-cTJ1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/kenvmH5biZo/s1600-h/DSC01818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2P-cTJ1I/AAAAAAAAAFI/kenvmH5biZo/s200/DSC01818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160129289891555154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2PecTJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Jppm2aNAaSA/s1600-h/DSC01824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2PecTJ0I/AAAAAAAAAFA/Jppm2aNAaSA/s200/DSC01824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160129281301620546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2POcTJzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/KATOEAle5Xg/s1600-h/DSC01826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2POcTJzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/KATOEAle5Xg/s200/DSC01826.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160129277006653234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2O-cTJyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZXFajGmja8g/s1600-h/DSC01839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x2O-cTJyI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ZXFajGmja8g/s200/DSC01839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160129272711685922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ta ta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;ta tahh ta rahhhhhh~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee, spent my 1/4 century birthday with my bestest friends and my loved ones! thanks to all who remembered and to those who forgot, i shall forgive u if u get me a belated present. :D&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/29738866-3785428970689352449?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3785428970689352449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3785428970689352449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3785428970689352449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3785428970689352449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-magic-carpet-ride.html' title='my magic carpet ride'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R5x4OOcTJ6I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xezG-7UOiKw/s72-c/DSC01725.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2224347710294314868</id><published>2008-01-16T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:53:21.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my quarter of a century birthday present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you only get to be a quarter of a century old once in your life. so i thought, i'd give myself a special present this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i'm gonna quit smoking for good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yes you all heard me. and i'll prove it to u! i'm gonna put aside my smoking money and by the end of the year i'll probably be able to get myself an LV bag of MY OWN. muahahaHAHAhahahaHAHAhahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i mean it.&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/29738866-2224347710294314868?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2224347710294314868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2224347710294314868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2224347710294314868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2224347710294314868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-quarter-of-century-birthday-present.html' title='my quarter of a century birthday present'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3667366446338843071</id><published>2008-01-15T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T09:11:36.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;if only......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew what i was doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;things could have turned out differently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didn't take 1 big circle for me to comprehend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;emotional scars faded with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;things could go back the way they used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;people could still be like they used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;the watch he's crazy about now is the one i was going to get him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have to feel this way everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if only......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-3667366446338843071?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3667366446338843071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3667366446338843071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3667366446338843071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3667366446338843071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/01/if-only.html' title='if only'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-5839206337222689029</id><published>2008-01-07T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T13:45:39.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;really miss &amp;amp; love you too my dear. thank you for appearing in my life and make it become so wonderful. you really make my life perfect. i will always love you and i hope that the hand i am holding to cross the road when i am 70 yr old... is you. thanks for everything that you have done for me... thanks for the effort and love you have given me... i promise i will always be there to share your sorrow... to celebrate your happinese... to catch you when you fall... to carry you when cant walk, to be your eyes when u got lao hua yan... to listen for you when your hearing fails... to help you scold ppl when ur voice are not tat loud anymore... and i promise... i will walk beside you till the end of our road when we are old, holding you tightly... without ever letting go.... i love you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&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/29738866-5839206337222689029?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/5839206337222689029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=5839206337222689029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5839206337222689029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5839206337222689029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/01/promise.html' title='the promise'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8186548270862534588</id><published>2008-01-07T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:21:24.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreams vs reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;lately, i've been getting these dreams everytime i slept, be it day or night. i wouldn't say they repeat, but the main theme is recurrent. it's about a room that i live in. (pork pork, would it then be interpreted as my 'world' or my life? heh)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;and the plots are greatly disturbing, so much so that i'm afraid of going to sleep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;the characters in my dreams, they seem to really understand me (probably cos i made them up yeah) and fully appreciate the things i do. their conversations, actions, intentions all had me in mind, and it felt terribly relieving. sometimes i stir from my sleep and force my eyes close just to relive those moments of content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;but when i wake up, i feel bouts of guilt. i don't dare to sleep at night cos i don't wanna wake up the next morning. i don't dare to dream cos it only makes me feel less grateful of what i already have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;before i rest at night, i remind myself of what i've gone through to get to this day and recall the very reasons and objectives that i've pursued thus far. but have i achieved them in their truest sense, or have i twisted the truth to match my wishes? are these dreams a reflection of my innermost desires, or just a mirror into my greed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i just want a good night's rest. &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/29738866-8186548270862534588?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8186548270862534588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8186548270862534588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8186548270862534588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8186548270862534588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/01/dreams-vs-reality.html' title='dreams vs reality'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1710431352533528570</id><published>2008-01-03T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T11:38:20.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;i am 3 days late but happy 2008 to all my dear friends! 07 has been a hectic year but hey, we've all survived it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;oh ya... its january liao......................... january's a special &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; month unoe............................................................... ^_______________^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;maybe it's time i update my wishlist. heehee&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/29738866-1710431352533528570?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1710431352533528570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1710431352533528570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1710431352533528570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1710431352533528570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-already.html' title='2008 already!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1879126469539501374</id><published>2007-12-26T09:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T09:55:37.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate my xmas but i love the present</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;dang dang dang dang~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;love the fact that you remembered what i wanted. hated the way things led up till the actual giving of the present, but at least it all ended on a good note. ^_^ it's really very pretty! (still despise the brand thou. next time, take me along to choose ya? hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;love you. &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/29738866-1879126469539501374?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1879126469539501374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1879126469539501374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1879126469539501374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1879126469539501374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-my-xmas-but-i-love-present.html' title='i hate my xmas but i love the present'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1541291849996577072</id><published>2007-12-24T12:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T14:57:34.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today is our valentine's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;well, yes im still NOT doing any work. i REFUSE to be productive today. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, this is the xmas pressie i got for lg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R2807rCeItI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xr-FnCG6tXU/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R2807rCeItI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xr-FnCG6tXU/s320/fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147391098877780690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;he's always saying how good fish sounds, so i thought, would be nice to gift a great experience this xmas. both of us haven't been to a concert b4, so i figured it would be a lovely first xmas celebration together. (i sorta hoped we would be able to spend a quiet xmas eve together, countdown and cuddle and the works... but hey im shan't be too greedy... at least we'll be together, plus alot of other ppl =p) belated, but still... heh. i planned to blindfold him and drive him all the way to the indoor stadium. but aiya... i suck at keeping surprises a secret. heehee. hope you like it my love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;~爱真的需要勇气 来面对流言蜚语&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;只要你一个眼神肯定 我的爱就有意义~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/29738866-1541291849996577072?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1541291849996577072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1541291849996577072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1541291849996577072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1541291849996577072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/12/today-is-our-valentines-day.html' title='today is our valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/R2807rCeItI/AAAAAAAAADY/Xr-FnCG6tXU/s72-c/fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-714448579163651307</id><published>2007-12-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T12:10:55.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deck the halls!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stupid song that keeps ringing in my head... *sung to the tune of deck the halls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;deck the halls with baths of bubbles &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fa lalalalala lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;tis the time to play with bubbles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fa lalalalala lalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;don me now my bubbly white heels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fa lala lalala la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sing this song with words so bubbly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fa lalalala la la la la~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;heehee... sibei bored in office. ZERO productivity today.&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/29738866-714448579163651307?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/714448579163651307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=714448579163651307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/714448579163651307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/714448579163651307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/12/deck-halls.html' title='deck the halls!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-9205111888067504896</id><published>2007-12-24T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T12:37:30.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscopes again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;AQUARIUS - Does It In The Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Trustworthy. Attractive. Great kisser. One of a kind, loves being in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;long-term relationships. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can be clumbsy at times but tries hard.&lt;/span&gt; Will take on any project. Proud of themselves in whatever they do. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Messy, and unorganized.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Procrastinators.&lt;/span&gt; Great lovers, when their not sleeping. Extreme thinkers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves their pets (in this case i think it means u lg) usually more then their familiy.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can be VERY irritating to others (this could mean u too haha) when they try to explain or tell a story.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt; Will exceed your expectations. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not a Fighter&lt;/span&gt;, But will Knock your lights out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;LIBRA - The Lame One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Their Love is one of a kind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silly, fun and sweet.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Have own unique appeal.&lt;/span&gt; Most caring person you will ever meet! However, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not the kind of person you want to mess with... you might end up crying...&lt;/span&gt; Libras can cause as much havoc as they can prevent. faithful friends to the end. Can hold a grudge for years. Libras are someone you want on your side. Usually great at sports and are extreme sports fanatics. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kinda dumb at times&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;how true, how true...&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/29738866-9205111888067504896?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/9205111888067504896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=9205111888067504896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9205111888067504896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;~Dale Carnegie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i have to learn the art of making a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);" href="http://lifehacker.com/software/how-to/give-constructive-criticism-297247.php"&gt;hamburger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;. bun: compliment; meat patty: constructive criticism; bun: compliment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;not an easy task for me as i have always been a very mean person. compliments don't come naturally from me and i don't always see the better side of people. i have to learn to OPEN MY EYES and of course my heart; to be less cynical and appreciate the goodness in humanity. people are not fat, just horizontally challenged; people are not stupid, just underexposed; people are not evil; they just hold different beliefs. i am not a mean girl; i just don't know when to keep my mouth shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;it hurts to admit this, of course it stings even more when a loved one told u this... but recognise the fact that they were trying to help you overcome your shortcomings, not condemning you. discover the consistency of their actions and you will realise you have been enlightened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;thank you. &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/29738866-8805656254226042?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8805656254226042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8805656254226042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8805656254226042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8805656254226042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/12/criticism.html' title='criticism'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1015204904484060671</id><published>2007-12-04T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T14:35:47.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;bubbles is depressed. she feels misunderstood. bubbles is willing to do alot of things for you, and she is sure you are willing to go out of the way to do things for her... but now u say all that because bubbles hasn't put u in the spot where u had to sacrifice smtg that's important. bubbles has only needed u to help out when she knew u could. and whenever bubbles could she offered u her services... don't you remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but she's really hurt now because u take her for granted and make her feel so lousy about herself. she wasn't trying to make things difficult for you, she just had to consider other factors as well... yes, 很多事情，心里明白就好。。。 不过我们明白的事情一致吗？真的需要伤害对方吗？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;u don't see a person's true colours when u are happy together... it's only when faced with troubled waters that the fox's tail appears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-1015204904484060671?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1015204904484060671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1015204904484060671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1015204904484060671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1015204904484060671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/12/true-colours.html' title='true colours'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1285347413417561357</id><published>2007-11-29T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T13:43:53.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>understanding me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;"i know you that you believe you understand what you think i said, but i'm not sure u realize what you heard is not what i meant"&lt;br /&gt;~Robert McCloskey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;been both happy and bothered recently. emotional rollercoaster i would say... sometimes even if you do tell someone how you feel, even if someone does try to listen, they may not hear what you mean. to me, it is impossible for 2 people who have lived 2 separate lives to fully understand how the other feels or thinks. you can empathise, sympathise, watever-thise but paths both of you take to come to the same conclusion greatly differs. personal experiences play impt roles in deciding how an individual drives his/her train of thought. no 2 individuals can experience the same events all their lives and even if they could, no 2 individuals can react the same way for every experience or event. i feel like im going on a merry-go-round here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;would love to thank joan for being so understanding (partly due to the fact that she is so bluuuuuuuuur, god help me knock some sense into her) and i hope she does find someone who loves her wholeheartedly for who she is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;would love to thank dot for her textbookish legal advice, for being so sweet as usual and for being the orange bear with a stick up its arse. heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;would love to thank pwaaaAAAAaaaarh (lips lips lips... heee private joke) for always lending me a listening ear and ying xiu-ing me even thou she must be terribly busy... taking all my nonsense all this while and giving me the support i need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;would lastly love to thank mr neo aka tHe cow for being so kind and empathetic... for once i feel he is not only full of shit, but also really.... hmmmm.... human? heehee... thanks pal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;i feel grateful for the friends i have around me. really. love like you've never been hurt before, and live every day like it's your last. (that's y i have to tell you all how much i love you in case i'm not around anymore tmr!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;muax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/29738866-1285347413417561357?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1285347413417561357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1285347413417561357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1285347413417561357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1285347413417561357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/11/understanding-me.html' title='understanding me'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1507376546574225766</id><published>2007-11-19T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:15:26.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little note of appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;this post is inspired by kenny sia's latest entry "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);" href="http://www.kennysia.com"&gt;Harmony is overrated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;". kenny talks about guys becoming lazy and girls becoming irritable... but the key to any fight is how u resolve it. do u make or break the relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;just reading it made me recall lg's comment about how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; we've both become... heehee i appreciate the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;softness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; my dear, and i hope we can be fluffy and puffy and marshmellowie forever and ever! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;big hugz to you my dearest lg!&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/29738866-1507376546574225766?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1507376546574225766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1507376546574225766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1507376546574225766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1507376546574225766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/11/little-note-of-appreciation.html' title='little note of appreciation'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-5004875628519472010</id><published>2007-11-15T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:28:05.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Love Bank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i can't help breaking down into sobs everytime the topic of marriage pops up recently. was i too touched or maybe too envious of happy newly weds? or am i of that age where women fret being left on the shelf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while google-ing for possible reasons for my sudden outbursts, i stumbled upon this website called &lt;a href="http://www.marriagebuilders.com/"&gt;Marriage Builders&lt;/a&gt;, and it shed new light on my perspective to relationships. i like the way Dr. Harley analogised keeping marriages alive by maintaining a Love Bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, when a couple opens a Love Bank account, they must strive to make large love deposits into the account while minimising love withdrawals. Dr. Harley helps to identify what type of deposits are significant and what type behaviours and situations lead to withdrawals. (sheesh i feel like i'm advertising haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in particular, the concepts of '&lt;a href="http://www.marriagebuilders.com/graphic/mbi3250_habits.html"&gt;instincts and habits&lt;/a&gt;', '&lt;a href="http://www.marriagebuilders.com/graphic/mbi3300_needs.html"&gt;the most important emotional needs&lt;/a&gt;', '&lt;a href="http://www.marriagebuilders.com/graphic/mbi3350_attn.html"&gt;the policy of undivided attention&lt;/a&gt;' and '&lt;a href="http://www.marriagebuilders.com/graphic/mbi3400_lovebust.html"&gt;love busters&lt;/a&gt;' made most sense to me. ~to my dearest lg, please spend some time reading these instead of SPI... they won't scare your pants off :p ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couple of excerpts -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:Arial,Helvetica;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In marriage, one of our most  destructive behaviors is an angry outbursts, where we intentionally try to hurt our spouse, causing  massive Love Bank withdrawals.  But it's something we do naturally -- it's instinctive.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt; Instincts and habits, such as angry outbursts, are often inappropriate.  They may have been created  as valid solutions to certain problems, but many are unsuitable for other problems that trigger them  anyway.  This is where our intelligence comes in handy.  We can actually eliminate certain habits  when we discover that they are ineffective in solving certain problems, and we can substitute  effective habits."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is an emotional need?  It is a craving that, when satisfied,  leaves you with a feeling of happiness and contentment, and,  when unsatisfied, leaves you with a feeling of unhappiness and  frustration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But not all emotional needs are created equally. When some are met, you may only feel comfortable--they make small Love Bank deposits. There are others, however, that can make you feel downright euphoric. In fact they make you so happy that you're likely to fall in love with the person that meets them. I call those our &lt;b&gt;most important emotional  needs&lt;/b&gt; because they make the largest Love Bank deposits of all. And those are the very same emotional needs that a husband and wife expect each other to meet in marriage."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Policy of  Undivided Attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Give your spouse your undivided attention&lt;br /&gt;a minimum of fifteen hours each week,&lt;br /&gt;using the time to meet his or her&lt;br /&gt;most important emotional needs." - this, my dear lg, you have to read in-depth to understand. click on the link above!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the six love busters are: selfish demands, disrespectful judgements, angry outbursts, annoying habits, independent behaviour and dishonesty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this site makes a good weekend read. there's always room for enrichment don't you think? (my hint couldn't be more obvious aye? heehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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/29738866-5004875628519472010?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/5004875628519472010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=5004875628519472010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5004875628519472010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5004875628519472010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/11/love-bank.html' title='The Love Bank'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8672058842929528593</id><published>2007-11-15T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T09:26:21.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breastfed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RzugIKD4PwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OAuXZ_pwdFQ/s1600-h/01AwcAX0BY6UMAAAADAAAAAAAAAAA+.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RzugIKD4PwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OAuXZ_pwdFQ/s320/01AwcAX0BY6UMAAAADAAAAAAAAAAA+.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132872262318833410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;this is my daughter after being breastfed by her dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/29738866-8672058842929528593?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8672058842929528593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8672058842929528593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8672058842929528593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8672058842929528593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/11/breastfed.html' title='breastfed'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RzugIKD4PwI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OAuXZ_pwdFQ/s72-c/01AwcAX0BY6UMAAAADAAAAAAAAAAA+.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7309022724030858573</id><published>2007-11-01T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T15:12:41.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jealous pot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The jealous are troublesome to others, but a torment to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;~ William Penn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jealousy"&gt;Jealousy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;typically refers to the thoughts, feelings, and behaviours that occur when a person believes a valued relationship is being threatened by a rival. This rival may or may not know she is being perceived as a threat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Jealousy creates anger, anxiety, loneliness, hate, fear. No one thinks clearly when jealous. I am guilty of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Having a relationship with a jealous person is tough. The jealous person acts untrusting or unworthy. Jealousy makes the person unattractive, even repulsive.&lt;/span&gt;         &lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No one wants a jealous partner and no one likes to be jealous. But why, after so many ordeals, can't jealousy be contained?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jealousy comes about because of the insecurity of the jealous person, and the jealousy may or may not have foundation. This person is afraid of hidden communication lines and will do anything to try to uncover them.&lt;br /&gt;~ L. Ron Hubbard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Does insecurity stem from the relationship or oneself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do no have value. Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point - that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you. There is only one alternative - self-value. If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved. You will always think it's a mistake or luck. Take your eyes off others and turn on the scanner within. Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences. Put all the energy into buiding your personal and emotional security. Then you will be the one others envy, and you can remember the pain and reach out to them.&lt;br /&gt;~ Jennifer James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jealousy damages love when jealous feelings get out of proportion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;For example, when a man makes an embarrassing scene at a party because his wife accepts an invitation to dance with an old friend, or when a woman is overwhelmed with jealousy because her husband's company appoints a female boss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These kinds of reaction can put a huge strain on a relationship, leaving the other partner feeling as though they're constantly walking on eggshells to avoid a jealous reaction. The jealous partner, often aware of their problem, swings between self-blame and justification.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Overcoming jealousy takes patience and hard work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Give yourself a reality check&lt;/strong&gt; - take a good look at those things that trigger your jealousy and ask yourself how realistic the threat is. What evidence do you have that your relationship is in danger? And is your behaviour actually making the situation worse? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Use positive self-talk&lt;/strong&gt; - when you start feeling the twinges of jealousy, remind yourself that your partner loves you, is committed to you and respects you. Tell yourself you're a loveable person and that nothing's going on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Seek reassurance&lt;/strong&gt; - one of the best ways to beat jealousy is to ask your partner for reassurance. Make sure you don't nag or bully, but rather share your insecurities and ask them to help you overcome the problem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Living with a jealous partner requires patience and hard work as well.&lt;/span&gt; There simple methods, which require care and understanding, to ease the tension.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Think of the problem in a different way&lt;/strong&gt; - remember that jealousy is a sign of love. If your partner didn't value your relationship, you wouldn't be having this problem. Rather than becoming defensive, try to be understanding and supportive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Check your behaviour&lt;/strong&gt; - if you know that certain behaviours trigger your partner's jealousy, change them if you can if only until the problem has been overcome. Be sure to stick to any agreements you've made, too, but avoid making promises you'll find difficult to keep, such as always being contactable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Build your partner's confidence&lt;/strong&gt; - be sure to take every opportunity to tell your partner how much you love them and why you wouldn't want to be with anyone else. Give lots of compliments and talk about the wonderful future you're looking forward to spending with them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Remember that jealousy with a pinch of salt can help spice up a relationship. Too much on the other hand, can be hazardous to health!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/29738866-7309022724030858573?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7309022724030858573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7309022724030858573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7309022724030858573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7309022724030858573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/11/jealous-pot_01.html' title='jealous pot'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3841488670044679343</id><published>2007-10-25T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T10:19:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Physical Appearance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;taller than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lean and mean (at least used to be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fierce eyes with retractable double eyelids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;goofy smile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;round 有福气 face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;long arms that wrap around me perfectly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;soft padded &lt;strike&gt;paws&lt;/strike&gt; palms which are lovely to squish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;越久越耐看-look that i absolutely adore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Character &amp;amp; Personality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;simple-minded&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;silly&lt;/strike&gt; humourous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;generous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;chivalrous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ambitious (even thou it's in his dreams =p)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;loving&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;supportive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;forgiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hot-headed at times but always sorry in the end&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not afraid to learn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;willingness to change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;wait a minute...... this is my blog! y are all my posts about him?!?! &gt;.&lt; cos lg is my life!&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/29738866-3841488670044679343?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3841488670044679343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3841488670044679343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3841488670044679343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3841488670044679343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-guy.html' title='my guy'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8232199281500337259</id><published>2007-10-23T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:11:26.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy long expensive weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;finally! managed to scrape thru the bf's birthday weekend alive! (much poorer thou) recap of how i celebrated his 27th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;made him an A4 size cross stitch that is also half of his 6th month pressie, which is pending frame-up (decided the pillow option would be too dirty)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baked him a lot of 20 chocolate chip muffins, of which i think 10 are still left sitting in the tupperware&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ambushed him in JE while he was having drinks with his colleagues and dragged him home to blow out his birthday muffin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;we got locked in the living room and spent $50 to get ourselves unlocked&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went ecp to blade and disappointed him cos i didn't fall while blading&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pleasantly surprised him cos i fell while taking my blades off in front of an audience&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;took him to siamese fins for an expensive meal (first time i paid for my own sharksfin)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;treated him to watch 'superbad' - Gold Class style. woooo~ shiok man the recliner seats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;hope you liked the experience my love! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;the next day, i spent a whopping $555 on my hair! now i have &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt;/black, long/short hair! hahaha... wanted to do a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;jolin tsai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;... turned up a bubbles cai! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;and then the next day, i brought xiao hei for servicing... $277. stupid mitsubishi brake pads. and after that, another 200plus on shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;dammit... no more excursions till i get my bonus. yes u heard me right. no more spending till I GET MY BONUS!&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/29738866-8232199281500337259?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8232199281500337259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8232199281500337259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8232199281500337259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8232199281500337259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/10/crazy-long-expensive-weekend.html' title='crazy long expensive weekend'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7020048573447516248</id><published>2007-10-12T10:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T14:14:48.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends are forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Dear candy; dot; pawr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the record, there's no order of preference, alphabetical to be fair cos i love u 3 SOOOOOOOOO MUCH! ^_^ *one big bear hug each*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you girls for the support and care you've showered on lousy babu the past few days... i know you all just wish for me to be happy, because babu wishes the same for all of u too! although this will definitely not be the last time i need u all by my side, i hope the next time, it'll be for celebration. (dot i'll get u a piece of really good chocolate cake k? ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;thanks to pawrpawr for always being the first to rush down to babu's aid. for that... *muax*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;thanks to candy for sending me safely home, holding my hair while i puked and steam ironing my office wear. for that... *muax*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;thanks to dot for allowing babu to wear the da-pai-enuff-to-make-lawyer-dot-come-down crown. for that... *muax*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be mine forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. small thanks to pb as well for letting me ba zhan pawr last 2 nites... hehe and thank you for making it down and (yes althou it was cos u wanted to put smtg in the boot or u wanted me off ur car b4 i started to puke) opening the door for babu. heehee&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/29738866-7020048573447516248?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7020048573447516248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7020048573447516248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7020048573447516248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7020048573447516248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/10/friends-are-forever.html' title='friends are forever'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4636974401706135310</id><published>2007-10-10T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T15:32:39.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imperfect ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/Rwx_niHsW6I/AAAAAAAAADI/2p7IDK6kMO8/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/Rwx_niHsW6I/AAAAAAAAADI/2p7IDK6kMO8/s320/DSC01465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119607193564109730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;after spending so much time and effort, it's left incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;life is such sometimes...... &lt;/span&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/29738866-4636974401706135310?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4636974401706135310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4636974401706135310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3125592914589083571</id><published>2007-10-08T08:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T09:01:30.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>would you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sage: every girl dreams that one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;she will find a guy that does these things for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;her. even the smallest action can have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;the BIGGEST impact in someones life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;give her one of your t-shirts to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sleep in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;leave her cute text notes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;kiss her in front of your friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tell her she looks beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;look into her eyes when you talk to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;let her mess with your hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;touch her hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;just walk around with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;FORGIVE her for her MISTAKES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;look at her like she's the only girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tickle her even when she says stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;hold her hand when you're around your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; when she starts swearing at you, tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;her you love her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;let her fall asleep in your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;get her mad, then kiss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;stay on the phone with her even if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;shes not saying anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;tease her and let her tease you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;stay up all night with her when she's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;watch her favorite movie with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;kiss her forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-family:verdana;" &gt;give her the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;let her wear your clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when she's sad, hang out with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;let her know she's important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;kiss her in the pouring rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;when you fall in love with her, tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;and when you tell her, love her like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;you've never loved someone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-3125592914589083571?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3125592914589083571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3125592914589083571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3125592914589083571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3125592914589083571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/10/would-you.html' title='would you?'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-336131062744842015</id><published>2007-10-06T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T23:30:24.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do you know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;do you know how much i have done for you? have you any idea how much heart and soul i put into this? do you know how much damaged you've done to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno if you appreciate all the things i've done for you. i don't even think you've ever put yourself in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you when i need you? even thou we are physically together everyday, do you really know how i feel? do you feel lost when i'm not around? are you worried if you can't find me? do we even connect? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;do you even care?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss being drunk. i miss the relief it brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being all alone here in the room with negative thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it all.&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/29738866-336131062744842015?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/336131062744842015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=336131062744842015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/336131062744842015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/336131062744842015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-you-know.html' title='do you know?'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-9106409157027490725</id><published>2007-10-06T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T16:34:25.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forget it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;forget about the stupid fucking present le lah. spare me a few minutes during ur stupid mahjong game also cannot. cannot multi-task issit? cannot listen to me for 2 seconds issit. i hope u lost badly. hmph. i think i hate u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good now i have no aircon no hubby and lots of negative energy!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29738866-9106409157027490725?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/9106409157027490725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=9106409157027490725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9106409157027490725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9106409157027490725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/10/forget-it.html' title='forget it'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8171145002648028179</id><published>2007-10-06T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T14:25:42.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;i think im selfish a lot of times. i tend to not allow personal space. well, for myself, i don't have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt; personal space... i'm often thrown unwillingly into solitude so i don't get a choice. maybe that's y if i could choose, i would want to my lg with me every single minute. maybe im suffocating him... as i have done to many guys b4 him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why liddat huh. i dunno also... leave me alone and i have no idea what to do with all that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the whole week preparing a present for him... cos its our 1/2 yr anniversary on monday! we were both planning to take leave on monday, unfortunately his group manager Mr Chua (who could possibly be my long-lost-very-distant relative) decided to drop by the office so lg had to cancel his leave. i hope u know how upset i am Mr Chua, and you will be in my curses for a prolonged period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this present caused me neck-aches/shoulder-aches/bouts of grumpiness due to all the aches. sorry lg for my moodiness yesterday... you were out all day and i was rushing the present and talking to u on the phone at the same time. it's hard you know, kiap-ing the phone the whole time... head very the pain but can't tell u why...... anyhow i hope u like it. i kena suan in office by boss cos of it loh... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the aircon uncle hurries up! i need to send my pressie down to jp for finishing touches... oh... my stupid aircon is throwing tantrums. y?!?!?! when the weather is SOOOOO BAD. irritating... haha sorta like me aye? &gt;.&lt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-8171145002648028179?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8171145002648028179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8171145002648028179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8171145002648028179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8171145002648028179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/10/space.html' title='space'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1471477279746851822</id><published>2007-09-24T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T10:10:38.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you sooo much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;To my most beloved 老公&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have so many things no one else will ever have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have all my love ~ now and forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have my admiration ~ for being such an incredibly precious person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have my unending gratitude ~ for the way you  brighten my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have my hopes ~ all gently hoping you know how glad i am that you warmed my world and touched my very soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have my every affection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have my desires and dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You even have things there are no words for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have whispered words that belong to you, thoughts you have inspired, and  blessings that have touched the deepest part of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have the most beautiful wishes the stars and i can wish, and my prayer that someday i'll be able to thank you for all this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have a standing invitation to share the days with me ~ and to be the one and only person who holds the key to my happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have arms i want around me, eyes i want to lose myself in, and a joy in your voice that i could listen to forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have empty pages in the story of your life ~ pages i'd like us to write together... filling them with memories we'll make and stories that will travel beside us and carry us over whatever comes along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;You have my sweet appreciation ~ for taking my smiles places that my heart has only dreamed of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;And you'll always have me, my "thank-God-for-you" feelings, and soooo much love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;From 老婆 who will love you forever till the end of time&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/29738866-1471477279746851822?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1471477279746851822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1471477279746851822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1471477279746851822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1471477279746851822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-love-you-sooo-much.html' title='i love you sooo much'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-6693002021983787087</id><published>2007-09-20T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T14:41:20.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>from this day till forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ying &amp;amp; wei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-family:verdana;" &gt;2007.4.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/29738866-6693002021983787087?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/6693002021983787087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=6693002021983787087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6693002021983787087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6693002021983787087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/from-this-day-till-forever.html' title='from this day till forever'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1997826572985310509</id><published>2007-09-19T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:21:50.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheeky monkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;thank you lg! cheeky monkey's happily sitting by me now... budden... super irritating la i can't see his face... y don't cup designers give a dam about lefties huh? discrimination!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes dear, the hunny's exceptionally sweeeet. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;As for his secret to staying married: "My wife tells me that if I ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt; decide to leave, she is coming with me." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jon BonJovi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Spouse:  someone who'll stand by you through all the trouble you wouldn't have had if you'd stayed single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-family:georgia,bookman old style,palatino linotype,book antiqua,palatino,trebuchet ms,helvetica,garamond,sans-serif,arial,verdana,avante garde,century gothic,comic sans ms,times,times new roman,serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; Mother-in-law:  a woman who destroys her son-in-law's peace of mind by giving him a piece of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;~Author Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-1997826572985310509?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1997826572985310509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1997826572985310509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1997826572985310509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1997826572985310509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/cheeky-monkey.html' title='cheeky monkey'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-962884828530796451</id><published>2007-09-12T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T09:06:59.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that was so sweet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;dear tmt, dunno if u still read my blog... happened to browse by urs yesterday and read about ur 35th anniversary... congrats! so long le and still going strong! heehee... well, the thing that prompted this entry was how envious i am of ur man (our dear leader of the LWTs, LBSD) haha. i mean on the outside, he looks squarish and block-headeddish and spongebobbish... but his acts of tenderness and sensitivity pleasantly surprised me. haha... u lucky girl! i hope the 2 of you will xiang qin xiang ai, bai tou dao lao lao! (btw u still haven't baked me any of the tasty cakes/cookies/snacks... i'm still in line for testing!)&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/29738866-962884828530796451?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/962884828530796451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=962884828530796451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/962884828530796451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/962884828530796451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/that-was-so-sweet.html' title='that was so sweet!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3922325875210629046</id><published>2007-09-11T13:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:32:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sentiments exactly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Everyday we tell ourselves we're better off without each other, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;       B ut then every morning I wake up and realize &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;       I love you more then the day before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-3922325875210629046?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3922325875210629046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3922325875210629046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3922325875210629046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3922325875210629046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-sentiments-exactly.html' title='my sentiments exactly...'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2766354748522412634</id><published>2007-09-10T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T10:32:05.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was born on a cusp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrology.com/allaboutyou/cusps/index.html"&gt;Were you Born on a CUSP?&lt;/a&gt; a cusp is like the boundary between 2 zodiac signs. notice how sometimes certain magazines define the start of Aquarius on the 19th while some say it begins on the 21st? apparently, the capricon/aquarius cusp stretches btn jan 19 - jan 23. well, supposedly people born on cusps inherit energy from both signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;    Capricorn/Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;January 19 to January 23&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" src="http://a1096.g.akamai.net/7/1096/458/9563ada9e26e43/astrology.com/images/transpix.gif" height="2" width="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Capricorn is the tenth sign of the Zodiac; Aquarius is the 11th sign. Those born on the Capricorn/Aquarius cusp are involved with and interested in social institutions. They want to make them work as they were meant to work. They are humanitarians and philanthropists, the visionaries of the Zodiac. Friendship is important to them, and they have many acquaintances, in addition to their close friends. These people are also ambitious and disciplined, determined and dedicated to achieving their goals. They are practical, realistic and cautious not to get in over their heads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" src="http://a1096.g.akamai.net/7/1096/458/9563ada9e26e43/astrology.com/images/transpix.gif" height="2" width="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The astrological symbol of Capricorn is the Sea Goat. They start from the sea and ascend to the highest mountain tops, working their way upward with every step. While the path is not always smooth, their determination to succeed ensures they will persevere. The astrological symbol of Aquarius is the Water Bearer. Like the Bearer bringing water to his people, this sign brings new ideas to the world. It represents consciousness and the flowing of ideas. Capricorn/Aquarians work hard to bring their ideas to fruition, stubbornly refusing to give up their causes. This may appear as a Capricorn trait, but it is actually representative of the fixed quality of Aquarius. The cardinal quality of Capricorn is seen in their ambition and their willingness to embark on new projects. These people are independent and individualistic, within the world but detached from it. While they are peace-loving and friendly, they can be narrow-minded and overcritical of those not as ambitious as they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" src="http://a1096.g.akamai.net/7/1096/458/9563ada9e26e43/astrology.com/images/transpix.gif" height="2" width="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Capricorn is ruled by the planet Saturn. In ancient Roman mythology, Saturn (and his Greek equivalent, Cronus) was the father of many of the gods, including Zeus. Saturn is about discipline, hard work and responsibility. It rules both Capricorn and Aquarius; Capricorn is the feminine, or night aspect, and Aquarius is the masculine, or day aspect. Both signs are concerned with achieving goals through hard work, but Aquarians work hard to achieve their visions, while Capricorns use hard work to gain authority and social status. When the planet Uranus was discovered, astrologers assigned it as the modern ruler of Aquarius. It is from this planet that Aquarians receive their visionary nature. Uranus is associated with progress and technology -- anything that is radical -- and it rules electricity and astrology. Some Aquarians have genius that borders on insanity, and their progressive ideas and association with anything that is different makes them dissimilar from Capricorn. Although Capricorn/Aquarians are powerfully influenced by both Uranus and Saturn. Those born on this cusp are both unpredictable and unconventional, while being interested in upholding tradition and conservative belief systems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" src="http://a1096.g.akamai.net/7/1096/458/9563ada9e26e43/astrology.com/images/transpix.gif" height="2" width="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;The element associated with Capricorn is Earth. Earth Signs are practical: they tend to respond to the world through practicality. The element associated with Aquarius is Air. Air Signs are intellectual: they tend to respond to the world through intellect. Capricorn/Aquarius has fixed opinions and is eager to share and discuss them. While those born on this cusp are tolerant and broad-minded, they tend to stick to their beliefs. Their intellect makes them logical and self-confident, but it may also make them aloof from the people around them. They are original, offbeat and even eccentric, but they are also rather bored by detail. They are often business-oriented and can be extremely scrupulous. Reformist and experimental, they may also seem cold toward anyone who doesn't share their intellectual orientation to life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" src="http://a1096.g.akamai.net/7/1096/458/9563ada9e26e43/astrology.com/images/transpix.gif" height="2" width="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Capricorn/Aquarians are among the responsible and traditional sign combinations. They are generally reserved, careful and stable. Sometimes they may be overly critical, even bossy, but this is because they have a strong desire to achieve their goals, not because they are rude. In fact, they are generally polite because they understand that making enemies will not help them achieve anything in life. They tend to be multitalented, both in scientific and creative endeavors. They are unique and rebellious, driven to change the world. Their freedom is important to them, and they are often driven to help others become free as well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);" src="http://a1096.g.akamai.net/7/1096/458/9563ada9e26e43/astrology.com/images/transpix.gif" height="2" width="10" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;In their leisure time, Capricorn/Aquarians enjoy competition with others. They enjoy both team sports and one-on-one competition. They are quite the social animals and often have a fondness for conversation, as long as it has intellectual depth and meaning. The great strength of the Capricorn/Aquarius is in their ability to set goals and keep working until they achieve them. Their ambition is inexhaustible, and they are not easily deterred when their goals are in sight. Their visionary nature makes them people who take the world to the next level; they make others see things in a new light. Their ability to break the rules and move beyond what others think is possible makes them one of the most innovative and hard working characters of the zodiac. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-2766354748522412634?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2766354748522412634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2766354748522412634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2766354748522412634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2766354748522412634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-was-born-on-cusp.html' title='i was born on a cusp'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2147382461593505079</id><published>2007-09-08T04:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T04:51:29.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;i need to understand that being alone does not mean it's the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone does not mean i cannot accomplish anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone doest not mean fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone means i have a chance to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone means i have certain responsibilities to uphold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone means i need to see the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone means i have to set my own pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone means i must learn to make my own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone means living for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that being alone does not mean i'm a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that it is okay to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand that i can survive on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to understand all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to move on.&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/29738866-2147382461593505079?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2147382461593505079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2147382461593505079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2147382461593505079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2147382461593505079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/i.html' title='i...'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-6401808737944175161</id><published>2007-09-07T09:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T09:44:29.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me a poet??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;波涛汹涌识鸳鸯，&lt;br /&gt;细水长流度今生。&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/29738866-6401808737944175161?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/6401808737944175161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=6401808737944175161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6401808737944175161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6401808737944175161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/me-poet_07.html' title='me a poet??'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7236857429353363009</id><published>2007-09-05T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T09:54:21.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>一国两治三地游</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;observations about hongkong:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the place is so hot because all the buildings are so tall, squashed together, and use so much glass on their surfaces causing reflection/refraction/re-whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the pace of life is so fast, the people there walk around like they've got a stampede of wild bulls on their backs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the level of customer service far surpasses singapore. even in the little shops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;no you don't get to see celebrities all over (except plastered on walls and billboards)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there are aLOT of ang mohs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;does not smell as good as singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it is much prettier at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;observations about zhuhai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the town planning is similar to singapore's (i heard the mayor or watever u call the town leader person wants to model zhuhai in terms of sg)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it will look superb probably 5-10 yrs down the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;level of customer service also much better than singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;is within walking distance of macau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;does not smell as good as singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;not as pretty as hk at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;observations about macau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;where all the current casinos are, all squashed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;where the new casinos will be, super grand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the venetian is tooo huge to be photographed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there are tooooo many shops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;some chinese are toooooo rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;there are alot of 1/2 angmohs (or do u call them pan-asians?) there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;does not smell as good as singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;quite pretty at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;in conclusion, singapore is the best-smelling country i know of. i love how you smell sg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-7236857429353363009?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7236857429353363009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7236857429353363009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7236857429353363009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7236857429353363009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='一国两治三地游'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-2659384670871897444</id><published>2007-08-27T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T15:26:55.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All hail District Judge Earnest Lau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;yeah baby! u da best! District Judge Earnest Lau, u da man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;dear readers, please join in the xedo petition. u can access it thru the little bar beneath my flashbox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29738866-2659384670871897444?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/2659384670871897444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=2659384670871897444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2659384670871897444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/2659384670871897444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-hail-district-judge-earnest-lau.html' title='All hail District Judge Earnest Lau'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4221164631623634111</id><published>2007-08-19T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T10:40:54.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Join the Odex Rebellion!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eroundlake.com/blog/uploaded_images/black%20ribbon-729187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 368px;" src="http://eroundlake.com/blog/uploaded_images/black%20ribbon-729187.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Wear the &lt;a href="http://odex-rebellion.blogspot.com/"&gt;BLACK RIBBON&lt;/a&gt; on 24th/25th August!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/29738866-4221164631623634111?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4221164631623634111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4221164631623634111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4221164631623634111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4221164631623634111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/08/join-odex-rebellion.html' title='Join the Odex Rebellion!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3217422161562546244</id><published>2007-08-15T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T10:15:02.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is about the choices you make</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;i feel rather cheated. after several occasions of bugging my boss, i finally realise that... it is quite impossible for me to move anywhere in this company. he has subtly yet almost obviously indicated this impossibility. so, after this year's bonus, it's time to move on. or so i plan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;with almost zilch corporate experience, moderate amounts of political skill, and loads of how-to-while-your-day-away ideas gained, i now have to decide what sort of skill(s) to input into my soon-to-be-malfunctioning-brain which could help me in future purposeful undertakings. since practically nothing corporate interests me, i have narrowed down the choice to 2 - further my japanese studies or break into cosmetology (haha in layman's terms go learn to be a beautician). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;due to the fact that i possess keen fondness toward japanese culture, and also because it was the ONLY enjoyable module i had in NUS (and the ONLY one i actually flipped thru texts and did homework for =.=) and since most ppl say i look jappy, why not really BE jappy? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;choice #2 is take up cosmetology. i do enjoy squeezing pimples and plucking hair (i can't stop till i've bloodied up the whole face) and even mani/pedi. hell i believe the theoretical portions of the course won't even break me a sweat. the anatomy of the human face... BAH~! how to 难倒 someone who got A1 for biology without even studying for it... (sibei tyco... sidetrack abit... for those who know me long enuff, remember how i screwed up my chem and bio O lvl dates... wanted to give up bio and pia chem but turned up for my chem paper holding my bio text. sheesh) unfortunately, performing these tasks leisurely VS for my ricebowl makes a great deal offa difference. but mummy has a friend who's willing to teach me... highly sought after by the rich taitais of HK... quite a good deal hor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;ends up, i've decided to pursue my JLPT 3 cert end of this yr... first... we'll see how later... i might get distracted halfway again... such is me... =p&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/29738866-3217422161562546244?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3217422161562546244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3217422161562546244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3217422161562546244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3217422161562546244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-is-about-choices-you-make.html' title='life is about the choices you make'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-6488253566499160070</id><published>2007-08-13T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T09:31:47.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slam dunked!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;had a quick game of bball with lg yesterday... oKAY la... u look shuai when u play la, happy? heeheee... (minus the fact that when u run around ur chubby cheeks bounce up and down as well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;yea... i miss playing netball and i miss my favourite P.E. classes! i was never one who'd feign illness to skip P.E. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i think it's time... time to start an exercise regime! dammit less than half an hour of not running around the court gave me aching quads... weak. my almost-brand-new-and-quite-expensive blades are just rotting away in the boot of my car... time to take them out to air le hor? and nono i refuse to go blading with u lg... PAWR! GO WITH ME! budden i'd probably have a hard time catching up with u. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;time to sit down and draw up a plan... and this time, NIKE! (in other words, just do it.)&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/29738866-6488253566499160070?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/6488253566499160070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=6488253566499160070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6488253566499160070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/6488253566499160070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/08/slam-dunked.html' title='slam dunked!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3595240286846919510</id><published>2007-08-01T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T12:33:18.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cliched but it makes sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;excerpts from &lt;a href="http://drphil.com/articles/article/172"&gt;Dr. Phil.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="centralColumn"&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Learn to trust again — by trusting yourself. Dr. Phil tells a man who's having a hard time letting women back into his life: "Trust is not about how much you trust one person or another to do right or wrong. How much you trust another person is a function of how much you trust yourself to be strong enough to deal with their imperfections." Have enough faith in yourself to be able to put yourself on the line with someone, without any guarantee of what will happen next. If you're playing the game with sweaty palms, it's because you're afraid of what you can or can't do, or dealing with your own imperfections — it's not about the other person.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Know that you will get hurt if you're in a relationship. There is no perfect person without flaws. Even a well-intended guy is going to hurt his partner. He's going to hurt your feelings. He's going to say things that you don't want him to say. He's going to do things you wish he wouldn't do and not do things you wish he would do. A relationship is an imperfect union between two willing spirits who say, ''I'd rather be in a relationship and share my life, share my joys, share my fun, share my activities, share my life than do it alone." If you want to be in a relationship, know that getting hurt comes with the territory. You just have to decide that you are durable enough, that you have enough confidence in yourself that you can handle it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-3595240286846919510?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3595240286846919510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3595240286846919510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3595240286846919510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3595240286846919510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/08/cliched-but-it-makes-sense.html' title='cliched but it makes sense'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-3801225340650538839</id><published>2007-08-01T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T09:28:29.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>punctured ego</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i am a horrible person. i never learn from my mistakes. yes, i ache and torment myself when i do something wrong. but, when things are all better, it's as though they've never happened. how come i am able to accomplish such amnesiatic feats?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;i'm sorry i punctured ur ego.&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/29738866-3801225340650538839?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3801225340650538839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=3801225340650538839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3801225340650538839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/3801225340650538839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/08/punctured-ego.html' title='punctured ego'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-5848735826450265350</id><published>2007-07-23T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T14:04:38.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RUINED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i was excitedly reading harry potter and the deathly hallows when my cfo waltzed into my office and BLURTED OUT THE ENDING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;my world instantly plunged into darkness.&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/29738866-5848735826450265350?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/5848735826450265350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=5848735826450265350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5848735826450265350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5848735826450265350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/07/ruined.html' title='RUINED!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-46323218070558031</id><published>2007-07-18T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T14:35:15.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>immient danger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;ever felt like things were going so smoothly that, something wrong is gonna happen? ever felt like everything is just right, so right that there's nothing left to do? when that happens, do u feel like ure life is gonna end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i dunno... yesterday while driving to work, i was crossing this junction and all of a sudden, i had a feeling i was gonna be rammed into by some truck. i felt the angel of death hover above me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i recall the recent passing of a young taiwanese celebrity 许玮伦 on Jan 28th； how she was holding on to a magazine on that unfateful day, turned to a page featuring the movie DEATH NOTE, which mentioned a character who died on Jan 28th; how coincidental that on page 128 in a book she published earlier, she talked about what if she were to leave the world first. is life and death predestined? i believe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;but wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T DIE YET! I HAVE UNFINISHED BUSINESS! HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS IS COMING ON SATURDAY!&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/29738866-46323218070558031?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/46323218070558031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=46323218070558031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/46323218070558031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/46323218070558031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/07/immient-danger.html' title='immient danger'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-8584571481747275644</id><published>2007-07-12T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T14:55:34.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter OOTP ROCKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RpXQTaTd2rI/AAAAAAAAADA/SWBlOsjJ_Zg/s1600-h/poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RpXQTaTd2rI/AAAAAAAAADA/SWBlOsjJ_Zg/s320/poster1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086200386081905330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-8584571481747275644?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/8584571481747275644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=8584571481747275644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8584571481747275644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/8584571481747275644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='Harry Potter OOTP ROCKS!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RpXQTaTd2rI/AAAAAAAAADA/SWBlOsjJ_Zg/s72-c/poster1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4043804972425116377</id><published>2007-07-10T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T10:38:52.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five things Women should know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt; 1. It is important that a man helps you around the house and has a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;2. It is important that a man makes you laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;3. It is important to find a man you can count on and doesn't lie to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204); font-family: verdana;"&gt;4. It is important that a man loves you and spoils you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5. It is important that these four men don't know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-4043804972425116377?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4043804972425116377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4043804972425116377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4043804972425116377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4043804972425116377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/07/five-things-women-should-know.html' title='Five things Women should know'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-225660795457236983</id><published>2007-07-09T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T17:04:45.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>material vs immaterial love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;my mummy has a good friend, who chose her husband based on compatability. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;this lady is fun-loving, trustworthy and loyal. she has foresight when it comes to men. she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;selected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; her husband, based on the fact he was able to provide her with a comfortable life. she on the other hand, was able to bring joy and i would say "entertainment" to his life. when they started dating, she lay down her conditions: she didn't want to work after marriage, she needed a maid to do the chores... she wanted a "tai tai-life". he proposed to her a couple of months after and his mother questioned his judgement. she changed her mind after he brought her home. she praised him for making the right choice. through this win-win combination, they enjoy a fruitful marriage. she is living the life she desired. however, this lady claims she has never really been in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i guess my mother is trying to tell me something. but honestly, i dunno to be happy or sad for her. &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/29738866-225660795457236983?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/225660795457236983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=225660795457236983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/225660795457236983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/225660795457236983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/07/material-vs-immaterial-love.html' title='material vs immaterial love'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1709610187050688543</id><published>2007-07-02T15:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:40:06.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jumping to conclusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sometimes in fits of anger, the mind is clouded. judgments are passed and some may be wrongfully accused. okay, bear in mind i said &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not someone who hides how i feel. if i like u, great! and if i don't, you'll be sure to know. althou i must admit, sometimes i judge a person too quickly. so if you are keen on hanging around, give me some time to get to know you better. if you aren't, well...... we best be going our separate ways then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; probably, the best way to not be entwined in matters that are out of your hands is to stay out of it. see no evil, hear no evil, and most importantly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; no evil. 祸从口出... haven't you heard? in my case, it's always the things i say or do in fits of anger that get me into the worst sorts of trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;do you have to attain a certain extent of enlightenment before you are able to 退一步海阔天空？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what kind of mistake do i have to make b4 i learn how to cultivate patience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="10"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/29738866-1709610187050688543?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1709610187050688543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1709610187050688543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1709610187050688543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hard for me to sleep-in past 8 am. even thou i was thinking "yay! tmr mc! haha can laze in bed" but i woke up at 6! jeez my body clock has become normal already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;here i am at 8.46 am on a monday morning at home, worrying about my poor 金木水火土东南西北 starving in the office! daM... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;i miss u lots lg... it's ok you can't be around today... anyway i'm feeling much better after sweating it out last night. just coughed out a couple of thick, sticky, solidy phlegm. hahahaha&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/29738866-7025543096124377091?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-856469960229243878</id><published>2007-07-01T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T17:04:58.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel so weak</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;i'm sick. fever, sore throat, phlegm got bloody taste. yuks. can't manage to "kaaaarrrrrrrrPui!" it out. can't manage to puke it out. arghh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;been telling everyone since 3 wks ago that i feel like i'm going to fall sick soon. so apparently this evil little bugger has been parasiting in my body for 3 whole wks. it hasn't fully blossomed yet thou... i guess tmr's gonna be hell. it usually takes a turn for the worse after i sleep at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;haven't had dinner, didn't have breakfast, no lunch either. lg was around but too engrossed watching bleach and far too lazy to get me food. sobs. feel so un-taken care of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;LG: here's a msg to u.... buck up! lp's dying here... it takes action to show u care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;can't sit up anymore. back to huddling in my blanket.&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/29738866-856469960229243878?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/856469960229243878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=856469960229243878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/856469960229243878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/856469960229243878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-feel-so-weak_01.html' title='i feel so weak'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-6624619823511750227</id><published>2007-06-26T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T09:49:43.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>every morning...</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd wake up and go "shit! past 7 le"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd ponder about whether i've got enough time to take a shower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd ponder a little more and go "shit! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;way past&lt;/span&gt; 7 le!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd grumpily decide to climb out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd take roughly 1/2 hr to get ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd look at the clock and go "damn! have to leave early otherwise jam!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd grab my belongings and rush out the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd light my cigarette and climb down 5 flights of stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd cross a small road to the multi-storey carpark and climb another 2 flights of stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd start my engine and finish my smoke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd get into the car and zoom down 2 decks of cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd curse and swear all the way to work cos of stupid drivers and the stupid jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd peer into the office carpark as i turn in and hope there's a good lot to park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd trot up yet another 3 flight of stairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd say "morning!" to emily while rummaging thru my bag for my keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd open my door and walk into the boss' room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd go up to the fish tank and say hihi to my darling 金木水火土东南西北&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'd check the water level and feed my dear fishies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;finally i'd turn on my computer and wait for the day to end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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/29738866-6624619823511750227?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/6624619823511750227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=6624619823511750227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;... plain despicable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: verdana;"&gt;... a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-5063115092614254628?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/5063115092614254628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=5063115092614254628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5063115092614254628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5063115092614254628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/06/some-people-are-just.html' title='some people are just...'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7475585299385105916</id><published>2007-06-20T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T13:37:37.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peaceful days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;wanted to chat with my lg online but seems like he's busy at the moment... so decided to &lt;strike&gt;pen&lt;/strike&gt; keyboard things down instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since i've moved into my new place, i've consistently made sure my room is neat and clean. i feel so accomplished! lol i make my bed every morning, i mopped and swept, i ngiao lg if he dumps his socks all over. haha really insignificant tasks that i feel so proud of. goes to show how pampered i've been rite? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway thru a wk my lg promised to share with me... yay! i know it's a big sacrifice for u to bang seh ur bruddas for me... and u risk getting scorned at. but it's worth it lg; lp really appreciates the gesture. muax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a hectic wk at work thou... the renovations are not proceeding as scheduled, and i can't seem to make things work out the way i want them to. i suppose not everybody is obliged to help u as and when u want help. there's not point flaring up at others when things aren't getting done. (sorry duckie) but what's most impt is to keep trying and working around the problem. there's always another way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about obligations... i was pretty pissed off at a certain sms i read in a certain somebody's hp from a certain someone else. if u need assistance, always ask in a polite manner. nobody is obliged to help u. (unless of course ur talking about parents. budden again not all parents are as nice as mine =p) if that certain someone is not available to assist u, jolly well go find somebody else. however, seeing as how that certain somebody could get so frustrated at a seemingly simple task, it wouldn't have occurred to that certain somebody to look for someone else. haha. ok... i already told myself i shan't stoop to certain levels and vent my anger due to something so miniscule. (oops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, i'm at peace with myself. and i love talking to my boss' 金木水火土，东南西北。（they're boss' new japanese koi! lol and i suspect they recognise my voice already)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-7475585299385105916?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/7475585299385105916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=7475585299385105916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7475585299385105916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7475585299385105916'/><link 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src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-771573142621621692</id><published>2007-06-12T08:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T08:59:51.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trials and tribulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;我想他是老天给予我的考验，让我学会独立和寂寞。独自一人在空荡荡的房间里，孤独的寂静让人难以呼吸。是要改变还是学会习惯呢？&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/29738866-771573142621621692?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/771573142621621692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=771573142621621692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/771573142621621692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/771573142621621692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/06/trials-and-tribulations.html' title='trials and tribulations'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-1294413275699510907</id><published>2007-06-05T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T10:41:54.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is why i want to move out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;吃得苦中苦，方为人上人。&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/29738866-1294413275699510907?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/1294413275699510907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=1294413275699510907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1294413275699510907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/1294413275699510907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-is-why-i-want-to-move-out.html' title='this is why i want to move out'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-5662910681498080144</id><published>2007-06-04T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:50:42.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unchartered waters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;finally, the time has come for me to prove myself. setting foot into new territories, braving the unknown... challenging myself and the washing machine... XD tmd i hope i conquer the blardy washing machine at least!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;ok if u have no clue wat im talking about... my boss has finally asked me (more like ordered me) to start meddling into HR affairs! whee... which means a new road has opened in my career path... good or bad? BETTER BE GOOD. more stress more stress pleeeeese... i need the distraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;washing machine-wise, i found a room! ok not totally confirmed but 90% im moving out this month! heehee... kinda stupid thou cos its actually even further away from my workplace than my own hse. and the traffic in the morning is worse off... which means i have to do my own laundry, clean my own room and WAKE UP EVEN EARLIER! jeez... wtf am i getting myself into... the landlord's WM better be iDIOTprooF man...&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/29738866-5662910681498080144?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/5662910681498080144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=5662910681498080144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5662910681498080144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/5662910681498080144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/06/unchartered-waters.html' title='unchartered waters'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-745618545389962258</id><published>2007-05-29T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:04:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pms</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i am suffering from pms. (maybe that's just a convenient excuse women have the privilege of using every 2-3 wks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things didn't go the way i planned. i suck at planning. i have concepts and theories but i seldom execute them the way they should have been. i'm lazy. i often assume that some matters, when left alone, will conform to my desires. who am i kidding? heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i go from here? am i looking for the easiest way out? i see many paths spread out before me, but do u really have to walk the walk to find out wat's at the end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-745618545389962258?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/745618545389962258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=745618545389962258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/745618545389962258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/745618545389962258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/05/pms.html' title='pms'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4408097504236577940</id><published>2007-05-28T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T11:47:12.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>babu wings grow hard le!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RlpQP3k-A_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/h8O64FdbScI/s1600-h/864-doghouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 188px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RlpQP3k-A_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/h8O64FdbScI/s320/864-doghouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069452564106183666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;i've decided to move out! wheeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;it's fun shopping for a place to live in... oh well, not as fun with a budget but still, exciting nonetheless!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;full independence? nah... i'm still pampered... have the comfort of owning a car without full liability... have a daddy who (while in drunken stupor) promised me 2 new cars and a condo... have a lg who is trying his best to give me lotsa loving thou there's much to be improved on (u know wat im talking about) have friends who watch over me and support me when i'm down... good life hor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;so why burden myself with monthly rental, self-service laundry, self-paid internet and self-aid meals? to me, these are small prices to pay for 耳根清静。 wilful? perhaps... but hey, i believe i can fly... spread my wings and fly away...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;it's a matter of time anyway. learn the ropes sooner, gain more experience and i'd probably be able to handle me and myself better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-4408097504236577940?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4408097504236577940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4408097504236577940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4408097504236577940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4408097504236577940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/05/babu-wings-grow-hard-le.html' title='babu wings grow hard le!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RlpQP3k-A_I/AAAAAAAAAC4/h8O64FdbScI/s72-c/864-doghouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-692041386353682238</id><published>2007-05-21T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:45:26.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear dot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;how are u feeling today my dear little piggy? did the both of u manage to meet up last night? hope things went well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dotty dear, i suddenly feel as silly as u unoe... silly to get upset over silly little things... silly how u know it's silly but u just can't control urself... silly how the tears keep gushing out and u want him to comfort u but silly how he'll think ure silly if u tell him y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't easy to keep our temper in check... it isn't easy to not kick up a big fuss because small little things like these actually matter to us... and it isn't easy to not react to everything they say or do, cos everything that comes from them induces some emotion or reaction in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do u overcome sensitivity and paranoia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we aren't in the exact same situation, but we wish for the same outcome. i wish things would turn out great for the both of us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what happens dot, babu is just a phone call away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love lots ~big hug~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-692041386353682238?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/692041386353682238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=692041386353682238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/692041386353682238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/692041386353682238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/05/dear-dot.html' title='dear dot'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-7008971244091082387</id><published>2007-05-18T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T09:45:03.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aquarian women vs librian men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="line-height: 100%; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;AQUARIUS WOMAN&lt;!--sizec--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--/sizec--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;If you are in love with a woman in this zodiac &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;be prepared to be very happy or be very sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; She is a very busy person with her own matters similar to a guy in this zodiac. She is able to live by herself without any guy in her life, a very strong person indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Not because she does not have a dream guy, but if she cannot find such person, so what. Because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she thinks she could do anything that a man can do&lt;/span&gt;. She is a leader, a real confident type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She likes to do things by herself, such as serving herself, opening the door herself. Because she thinks waiting for a helping hand is a waste of time, and she is not patient enough to wait around for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If she starts to ask you out, do not think she starts to flirt with you&lt;/span&gt;, but because she thinks it is a waste of time to wait for you to be the one who asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She likes a COOL guy who sometimes acts like he is ignoring her, so he has a chance to show his own confidence. She likes to guess her man's reaction, but at the same time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she likes to have many men wanting her&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; She is a daring type who could just do thing differently from other people in her same society. She dares to fight for what she thinks belongs to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Even if she acts confident she &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mostly feels lonely&lt;/span&gt; and alone. If she breaks up with someone , she won't show any emotion even deep down inside pain and agony. Not for long she will come back to be the cheery and merry person again, because she looks at the world positively and has "Faith" in the word "Love".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She has more men friends than women friends, so do not be a jealous type if you date her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; She could be slightly jealous, but she hates jealous guy. She loves "Freedom" so before and after marriage , her freedom has to be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She likes you to trust her, even if she does not trust you anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;She likes to be the one who is "Right", so if you argue with her, let her win if it is not a big deal for you in that subject. &lt;/span&gt;She is a straight forward type, so if she does not love you anymore, she will just tell you straight to your face. Her love and relationship are always real, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so if she say "It's over" be prepared to leave, she is not testing you&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She is not a vulnerable type, so do not have to worry about her, she will survive by herself. If she is with you when you get sick, she will certainly take care and look after you, even look after you mean "small loan". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do not keep secrets from her&lt;/span&gt;, she hates it and really can piss her badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;When she is sad, be understanding. When she is happy, be happy with her, she likes that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;You will not get bored with this type of girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Someone who is close to her will know that deep down beneath that confident and cold hearted person, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;she is just as fragile as any woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; She is a fun and talkative person and she likes to tease you. Do not let she talk alone, if you do she will leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She has many type of jobs because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;she believes what a man can do, I can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; If you want her to work for you, forget it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;When she is in love, she will just leave her job in the day time just to come to see you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; but not for long she will go back to work seriously again. Prepare to live and love with a "Working Woman" then you will be OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;If she's mad, find a shelter for the "Hurricane" is here! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her bad temper will last very shortly though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; She is not a revenge type and will not think of "pay Back" time. Most people might think of her as "One of the guys", but in fact she is a 100% woman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;She is easily hurt, so be nice to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;If she really loves you, then you are lucky because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she is an honest, truthful lover and will never bore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt; Understand that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;sometimes she will be over confident and sometimes like to have power or act bossy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;* * *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;LIBRA MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A man who has no balance like his Zodiac symbol. He is not the gentle, cool, calm and charming guy like what you see. He has another dark side of aggression, stubborn and he likes to start an argument the most. Sometimes he can be so depressed and unstable, up and down like he is trying to balance himself most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;To many people, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he is a friendly guy and always smile even when he is mad or upset&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;His voice is always gentle and calm.&lt;/span&gt; He always sets and combs his hair as if he just came out from a shampoo advertisement. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mostly Libra men are good looking, even the ugly one is charming. When he smiles, it is so bright that the whole world is smiling with him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;When he is in a balanced mood, he is the type of person you want to be with. In other unbalanced moods, he likes to make people argue about something and watching it with fascination and fun. He will wait to be the one who compromises and clears things up. He likes to be in a conflicting conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Libra man is lazy by nature.&lt;/span&gt; After his tired day at work, he likes to sit still and just look out of the window or read quietly. He likes to be in his own world. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After recharging his battery, he will be very energetic again and may even take you out that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Libra man normally will not do any shocking or abnormal things to be noticed. He likes to be conformed with his crowd, but if you watch him carefully, you will see the different. If he wear a shirt, it will have to be a zipper front instead of buttons, or a special tie bar. There is always something in him that he will not allow totally conformity to take him over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A straight forward , no non-sense guy. He is careful and delicate in details. He will spent extra time to doing it right, than comes back to correct them later. He hates people who boost, or exaggerate. He does not like over dressed woman or make herself a center of an attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;He loves to read. He loves poems and loves art. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When he works he can work like crazy,&lt;/span&gt; but after work he can turn on romantic jazzy music and treat you so gently. He loves to give people advice and normally give a good advice. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you fall for him, you will stay like being trapped in a spider web. If you want to break up with him, he will persuade you a zillion ways to stay and you can not stop him anyway. After he persuade you to stay, or after a big fight, he will be so sweet to you as if he has never hurt your feeling before ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;He will have his own way to win a girl love and affection. Once she says yes, he will lay back and wonder if he should go on or if he should back out. In his teens, he changed many girlfriends because he cannot clearly separate loving a friend and loving a girl friend. He will check and re-cheek if his match is suitable and compatible with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Even if he is a romantic man, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he can hardly understand the emotions of the one he loves.&lt;/span&gt; He is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;generous guy&lt;/span&gt; even he sets his life so systematically. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He never knows when he makes you unhappy. He never knows how he upset you. He will never knows what he said wrong. If he is your lover, be prepared for this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A not so pretty girl with no brains is not his type of woman.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;If you are not pretty enough, he will not mind talking to you but he does not care to get to know you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Any girls, pretty or ugly can ask for his help, he will be happy to help.&lt;/span&gt; He hates to argue by yelling at each other, so you tend to see he argue with his girl friend seriously but try at best to be very quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;He likes to have a girl friend by getting to know each other like a friend first. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you want him, you have to like the same thing he does&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He prefers a pretty and gentle woman over a smart and ugly woman.&lt;/span&gt; You have to understand his mood especially he can has many different moods. He is a private person, so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when he needs to be alone better let him be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-7008971244091082387?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7008971244091082387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/7008971244091082387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/05/aquarian-women-vs-librian-men.html' title='aquarian women vs librian men'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/29738866-3566725142282309605?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/3566725142282309605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>great night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;it was spectacular! i sang my heart out! i enjoyed the company! i love u guys!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-9210646810259625525?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/9210646810259625525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=9210646810259625525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/9210646810259625525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u start wondering y. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;u start being conscious of your actions. u feel uncomfortable, as if they're on to u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a sec! 平时不做亏心事，夜半敲门也不惊。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but is what i'm doing wrong? doubts fill my mind, fear binds my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just so f*cking freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-58398488750991947?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/58398488750991947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=58398488750991947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RkVUl6gR9QI/AAAAAAAAACo/_McWsEEuFH0/s1600-h/DSC01206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RkVUl6gR9QI/AAAAAAAAACo/_McWsEEuFH0/s320/DSC01206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063546366384534786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RkVUVKgR9PI/AAAAAAAAACg/bAUW50xw4Os/s1600-h/DSC01200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RkVUVKgR9PI/AAAAAAAAACg/bAUW50xw4Os/s320/DSC01200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063546078621725938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RkVU0agR9RI/AAAAAAAAACw/NtwNThiahCA/s1600-h/DSC01208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vxbbgEo9OOU/RkVU0agR9RI/AAAAAAAAACw/NtwNThiahCA/s320/DSC01208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063546615492637970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my prized possessions... i was so touched i didn't know what to say but just hold him soooo tightly. i really appreciate the things you do for me. thank you a million times for being by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-38679634694548047?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/38679634694548047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29738866.post-4539764800160809838</id><published>2007-05-03T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T17:00:46.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the neverending wishlist!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;how come nobody notices my wishlist de... if anybody did i'd be striking stuff off le rite? SOBS! very detailed le leh... colour, model, BRAND... *SUPER BIG HINT*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;muahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29738866-4539764800160809838?l=soapyh2o.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/feeds/4539764800160809838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29738866&amp;postID=4539764800160809838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4539764800160809838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29738866/posts/default/4539764800160809838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soapyh2o.blogspot.com/2007/05/neverending-wishlist.html' title='the neverending wishlist!'/><author><name>bubbles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05212916579146625406</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a389/biaomei/luffunekochanwallpaper.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
