<?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-8789104800743807619</id><updated>2012-02-24T23:24:16.656+08:00</updated><category term='what never breaks you makes you even stronger'/><category term='school love'/><category term='the first'/><category term='sweetness'/><category term='news'/><category term='spls'/><category term='pools'/><category term='baby can you tell me why'/><category term='wisdom tooth extraction'/><category term='mondays are blue'/><category term='graduation 2010'/><category term='new year resolutions for 2011'/><category term='drained'/><category term='like a rose'/><category term='mr. sun'/><category term='national&apos;s day'/><category term='fridays are awesome'/><category term='emotions'/><category term='uol'/><category term='results'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='cny'/><category term='true friends like this'/><category term='lifesaving'/><category term='SIM'/><category term='21st birthday'/><category term='weekends are ultimate'/><category term='driving'/><category term='work'/><category term='dance'/><category term='weather'/><category term='arnolds'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='i like'/><category term='泳闯琴关'/><category term='wake up call'/><category term='one last shot'/><category term='thursdays are rainbow'/><category term='the last confession'/><category term='exams'/><category term='tuesdays are skyblue'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='random'/><category term='happy birthdays'/><category term='school times'/><category term='my crib'/><category term='happy'/><category term='school'/><category term='besty love'/><category term='confessions'/><category term='school and more school'/><category term='disappointment'/><category term='one last time'/><category term='yayee :D'/><category term='scuba diving'/><category term='saturdays are turquoise'/><category term='first post in 2011'/><category term='simple love'/><category term='mummy love'/><category term='tears are never meant to fall'/><category term='Amazing'/><category term='wednesdays are pure'/><category term='concerts'/><category term='design'/><category term='heartbreaks'/><category term='it&apos;s just the books'/><category term='new year resolutions for 2012'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fruits fanatic'/><category term='love'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='sundays are pink'/><category term='first love'/><category term='filming'/><title type='text'>Yvonne's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-2008718861299393496</id><published>2012-02-24T23:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-24T23:24:16.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brave girl</title><content type='html'>Now listening: 2PM - I can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying my best to pen down little thoughts every now and then, here and there :)&lt;br /&gt;Not sure who's reading this space still.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for reading, it's kinda boring.&lt;br /&gt;Till graduation and exams draws near and right after I'd definitely revamp this space! So look out this space! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly got remembered a year ago in June/July went for a tooth extraction surgery as serious as it sounds as, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Was put on coma, heartlessly pulled out 3 tooth at one shot.&lt;br /&gt;Not regretting it, I'm a brave girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rather pull them all out at once then repeating this pain.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for my friends who gave me their advices, especially my uni schmate Yile :D &lt;br /&gt;Who've done braces before and knew how it'd feel or hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wld say it was pretty bad for me the first few days gotta pen this down before I start to have vague memory of it or memory fails me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad headache right after my pill to numb my pain went off, had to quickly pop another or two but the lead time I was suffering for the pill to take its effect. Totally had to be on bed for two good days just keep sleeping my pain away.&lt;br /&gt;I cried on the first day when the first round of pain came right after..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surgeon was right about the pain and about a week of MC was given to me. Lived on ice cream, mashed potato, porridge. Had a slight swollen cheeks for a few days.. Hideous face haha! Got a little fever but subsided after relying on my painkillers for the first few days and thankful, my ordeal ended not too long after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest thing was I was being sucha glutton just had craving for fries and spent an one good hour munching on a packet of small fries from macs.&lt;br /&gt;Once in a life time experience definitely, never wanna experience this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am super careful when it comes to taking care of my teeth so readers, please do take care of yours :)&lt;br /&gt;Don't be lazy, it ain't hard just 5 minutes twice each day. Let's brush our teeth pearly white!!! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta add on, thanks to all my friends who accompanied me thru this painful ordeal, be it listening to me complaining about my pain or accompanying me providing me solutions to ease my pain, thank you so much! I really appreciated it and I felt so loved waking up after my coma from my surgery to messages from my friends, notifications from fb be it likes or comments messages, love a million x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-2008718861299393496?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/2008718861299393496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=2008718861299393496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2008718861299393496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2008718861299393496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2012/02/now-listening-2pm-i-cant-trying-my-best.html' title='Brave girl'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7697786439585677898</id><published>2012-02-20T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-20T23:43:09.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On my way... ♥</title><content type='html'>Can't hold my excitement any further, almost finalizing all my traveling plans!&lt;br /&gt;One final examination to go and I'm on my way to graduation, I really hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to explore this amazing beautiful world and more. Dreaming about the life I've always wanted, thankful for all :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7697786439585677898?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7697786439585677898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7697786439585677898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7697786439585677898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7697786439585677898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2012/02/on-my-way.html' title='On my way... ♥'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1885170658203394237</id><published>2012-01-13T10:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T10:43:54.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smthg meaningful</title><content type='html'>"My dentist once told me that letting go is like pulling a tooth. When it was pulled out, you’re relieved, but how many times does your tongue run itself over the spot where the tooth once was? Probably a hundred times a day. Just because it was not hurting you doesn’t mean you did not notice it. It leaves a gap and sometimes you see yourself missing it terribly. It’s going to take a while, but it takes time. Should you have kept the tooth? No, because it was causing you so much pain. Therefore, move on and let go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1885170658203394237?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1885170658203394237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1885170658203394237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1885170658203394237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1885170658203394237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2012/01/smthg-meaningful.html' title='Smthg meaningful'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7848844445109475283</id><published>2011-12-27T00:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T00:41:07.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#119 the question</title><content type='html'>When I was crying my heart out, where were you? Whenever I'm listening to my fav. Songs on my long bus journey, all my mind was just you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past tense. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7848844445109475283?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7848844445109475283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7848844445109475283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7848844445109475283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7848844445109475283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/12/119-question.html' title='#119 the question'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6395650956483339085</id><published>2011-12-26T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T15:57:39.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year resolutions for 2012'/><title type='text'>#118 NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!</title><content type='html'>Hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi a big hello to my readers!&lt;div&gt;Be it new or my loyal followers religiously! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't been making new year resolutions for quite some time due to some personal reasons, since I know I'm not doing well or making it right at moving on, so why say I'm? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now, I dare say I'm, and will be moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New year marks new beginnings isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's makes 2012 even better is that in Jan it'll be CNY! How rare really!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has always been February being CNY and Jan will also be my favorite girl's fav. month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that makes one of my favorite month, top of my list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say I'm gng to end December this happy month, sadly.. hahaha. have no idea why man, might be the letting go part that i feel rather sad still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have too much feelgs to give. ahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To start the ball rolling prolly I'ma mark down some reasons why I'm sooooo looking forward to 2012! :DDDDDDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) 2012 marks my graduation year! My final examination year in SIM-UOL. Definitely looking forward to graduating, but before that I definitely have to score and ace my final exams. First I've gotta pass all man! And not only pass, but pass with flying colours. Have to work doubly hard then. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a tough road ahead, but I'd be motivating myself constantly, I''ll try...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Besty's gonna join school together w me! That means we're finally gna study at the same college once again! So missing those secondary school days. So excited we even had days planned in advance to spend it together in School! LYLAS ONE LOVE! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) 2PM's coming back to SINGAPORE for a concertttttttt once again!!!! ahhhhh *screams*!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) I'll be making plans to travel to Korea (hopefully in dec to ski and cabi bay) and Taiwan (grad trip in June)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This shall be the top 4 reasons why 2012 is gna rock my socks as well as my new year resolutions will definitely be scoring for my exams and nothing else! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just lovin' how my life is right now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ciao! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6395650956483339085?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6395650956483339085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6395650956483339085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6395650956483339085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6395650956483339085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/12/118-new-year-resolutions.html' title='#118 NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-541310723742736427</id><published>2011-12-05T23:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T23:32:45.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#117 listen to my heartbeat</title><content type='html'>I'll be back, you're going to come back to me. That's when I'lll be back again. There's nobody else in this world that can love you more than I do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-541310723742736427?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/541310723742736427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=541310723742736427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/541310723742736427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/541310723742736427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/12/117-listen-to-my-heartbeat.html' title='#117 listen to my heartbeat'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6689049506364818543</id><published>2011-12-02T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T20:58:17.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#116 2011-2012</title><content type='html'>In 2011, I did a couple of craziest things in my Life I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like going to USS and sit on the mummy ride hahaha. Crapp.&lt;br /&gt;The most vivid moment would prolly e jumping of the boat when we went diving it was about 2 floors high I suppose? Or even higher? My butt nearly cracked. So painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bad that no one told us the right way to jump that's to keep your body str and in so you will cut thru' the water not like what we anyhow did, and splashed down. You're swearing in pain underwater hahahaha. I swear. So my readers, believe me!!!&lt;br /&gt;A gold advice from me you're definitely gna thank me that I said that or maybe that was common sense lah but we were too gan chiong excited high or whatever so we anyhow jumped!&lt;br /&gt;Call ourselves lifeguards hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also to dive down 4m w no oxygen tank. It was insane! My ears nearly burst cos I was rushing my way up dying for oxygen. Siao to do that really, nearly died. Why on the right mind did I do that? I ponder.&lt;br /&gt;I was only equipped w a simple swimming goggles -_- I need to work on my common senses to do what's right or wrong man and not do it impulsively cos everyone else was doing it or I need to do it to get my diving license. &lt;br /&gt;It's my life at stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 marks a very exciting month because it's my special 10th anniversary w someone, as mushy as it is! I still wanna say! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6689049506364818543?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6689049506364818543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6689049506364818543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6689049506364818543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6689049506364818543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/12/116-2011-2012.html' title='#116 2011-2012'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8917239015785138238</id><published>2011-11-24T12:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T12:47:45.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#115 WE LOVE 2PM!</title><content type='html'>Been wanting to blog about certain things down 'cos i foresee i will gradually forget these things as time moves on... hahahha so i thought it wld be really funny and interesting to pen these things we talked about down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recently, this 2pm fever hit me!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;INSANELY.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I'M MAD AND I'M STILL MAD JUST MAD ABOUT THEM.&lt;br /&gt;LIKE PIPPING HOT FROM OVEN.&lt;br /&gt;i luvvvvvvv them simply. they're wayyyyyy too cute.&lt;br /&gt;everyone should go watch the 2 o'clock show they're silly much!&lt;br /&gt;QTPIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so crazy, i told besty "why not we name our kids korean names in future?"&lt;br /&gt;how about that idea? sounds great right! i think i wld really do so!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, then when you call your kids you feel like whoa so shiok hahaha but my kid is not a korean blood -.- mix blood maybe got chance? HAHA LOL!&lt;br /&gt;let's go koreaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and besty was like saying in the midst of the concert "whoa i couldn't believe junsu cld look like that!" i totally wanna LOL and ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;hotttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's this two sentence lemme think of more i thought i thought of one more last nite but i was wayyyyy too drained to even rmbr a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except i went for Alien Huang's autograph session :)&lt;br /&gt;finally i got to see him! been supporting BFB since my secondary school days!&lt;br /&gt;it's like many many years already, finally i'm all grown up, have my own financial ability and so here I'm giving him all the support i can.&lt;br /&gt;I was so nervous and shy it's like all the words are at my mouth but it just wouldn't come out!&lt;br /&gt;sunday, 2nd chance and last chance i must say them to him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i just told him in a shy manner, "see you on sunday!" and he grabbed my hand even tighter and smiled to me so sweetly i swear it was my sweetest smile i've ever given a guy!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA, okay that's all for laughter.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i'm sucha laughing stock but whatever YOU'RE ONLY YOUNG ONCE AND YOU ONLY GET TO DO SUCH CRAZY STUFFS ONCE IN YOUR LIFE-TIME SO EVERYONE WHO'S THINKG TWICE, DON'T! JUST DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm so going to 2PM concert next yr!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8917239015785138238?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8917239015785138238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8917239015785138238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8917239015785138238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8917239015785138238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/11/115-we-love-2pm.html' title='#115 WE LOVE 2PM!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4259546289889040760</id><published>2011-11-15T02:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T02:12:18.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#114 Tonight, midnight.</title><content type='html'>Feelg so emo nemo.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've been feelg like this for a while just that I thought I cld handle this alone, on my own.. But I just realized I can't.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feelg so sad and depressed right now like smthg triggered my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those sad songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really happy today because today I got to play arcade w my babycuzzie, she's really sucha dear :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being there so so much. So much childhood memories over there too. Love you a million, x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$0.55 fighting game can play damn long.&lt;br /&gt;The drumming game I've always wanted to get my hands on was soooo fun!!! Had four stages of it, shiok max!&lt;br /&gt;And the super real underwater gunshot game hahaha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stand up on my own, soon now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I've been depressed for you for too long. But cos I thought we were going to be for forever, why did you have to disappoint me and break my heart like that, really? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope what I'm thinkg is deluding me.&lt;br /&gt;It's not true. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4259546289889040760?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4259546289889040760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4259546289889040760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4259546289889040760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4259546289889040760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/11/tonight-midnight.html' title='#114 Tonight, midnight.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7377141306393596925</id><published>2011-10-24T23:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T23:31:56.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#113 Naise song</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="500" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FgL9o99K3f0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7377141306393596925?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7377141306393596925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7377141306393596925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7377141306393596925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7377141306393596925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/10/113-naise-song.html' title='#113 Naise song'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FgL9o99K3f0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1124479250947217581</id><published>2011-10-23T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T00:02:47.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the last confession'/><title type='text'>#112 stop hiding, face it.</title><content type='html'>alrighty, i miss this space soooooo much!&lt;br /&gt;so i'm backkk here again, been comtemplating if i shld really go ahead w this post but i've been tryna pen down my thoughts since last week i've been thinking about it so i shld just do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's one week since i promised myself the last time.&lt;br /&gt;can't believe it has been like urm, close to 3 years since everything happened? whoa. time flies.&lt;br /&gt;3 years is equivalent to my poly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never cld i have ever imagined how just 6 months of relationship or maybe barely 4-5 months could do to me, the impact, the pain, and the misery.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps i took it too harsh on myself. can never forget the last cry really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and maybe that was the very first i felt i was in love, truly madly deeply, all the insane things that we cld do together and perhaps only you wld do it together w me. i thank you for all the great memories you've given me still.&lt;br /&gt;as i tried more than a hundred ways to forget you, even shutting everyone else away from me. those who wanted to help me out and i never once thought falling in love with someone else cld take the pain away from me, even if it cld, i know it weren't real. and i didn't wanna hurt anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i do wanna thank every single one of my friends. Those who tried to help me out by listening to me every single damn time it was hard on y'guys, so so much for this past two years. I know it wasn't easy, I know I was.... too stubborn. and when you asked me, if i was ready, i was caught aback and loss for words because I know i wasn't ready at all. and you knew it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that I didn't want to let go of the memories because I still love you. I know once I've decided to let go, I can't bring you back to me, so I never never wanna let our memories go. But I was too harsh on myself, the pain and the misery. I realized I can't hold on and I can't take it no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends who kept saying "just let it go." it's easier said than done really. I've tried a million times, those misery nights, whenever night falls, and you're alone with the songs playing and memories flashing back, it wasn't easy on me. never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Everyone wants to know why I won't let go. It's because if I walk away, I know you won't come after me. I don't think I'm silly. I know I've been hurt time and time again, but my heart says I'm on the right track."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was you, always in me. I never wanted to let it go. I wanted to hold on forever.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sorry, I'm prepared to let go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my heart go, and not put it on freeze anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta be strong and leave you behind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1124479250947217581?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1124479250947217581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1124479250947217581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1124479250947217581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1124479250947217581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/10/112-stop-hiding-face-it.html' title='#112 stop hiding, face it.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-208929091948333677</id><published>2011-10-04T15:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T15:44:59.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='like a rose'/><title type='text'>#111 Dedicating it to you</title><content type='html'>Been thinking a lot, a lot lately or rather too much...&lt;br /&gt;Some times I think, why do I deserve someone so nice like you? Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're perhaps the nicest guy I've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;So patient for me, always there for me when I needed you.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho' I weren't with you, I'm guilty for it and am sorry for it.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I cld rewind time and tell you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understands me inside out even without me having to say a single word.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you'll be here to stay as my friend forever. Love you, x.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-208929091948333677?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/208929091948333677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=208929091948333677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/208929091948333677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/208929091948333677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/10/111-dedicating-it-to-you.html' title='#111 Dedicating it to you'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1334609643820277942</id><published>2011-09-29T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:45:30.291+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st birthday'/><title type='text'>Birthday Bash Part I : Birthday Lovin' ;)</title><content type='html'>Alrighty! Finally I'm back to bloggin'!&lt;br /&gt;Try kick start with peektures on my 21st birthday bash that ended about one week ago or two?&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna say I had truckloads of fun that night, felt so loved with everyone singing birthday song for me. The place was lively and noisy (that's what I've pictured and wanted it to be!)&lt;br /&gt;More than just a birthday celebration and also a mini get-along session with everyone be it friends or family :) Thankyou all so soo sooo much for coming down! Like I've said &lt;em&gt;"A million of thank you(s) is never enough..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's more than what words can say. Hope I'm not sounding too exaggerating tho' haha.&lt;br /&gt;From within my heart! :) love, x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great stay the next day at the bungalow just some peaceful quiet day :)&lt;br /&gt;with my aunts playing mahjong and me watching teevee and enjoying everything else and the facilities :) just a pity i didn't try their swimming pool! I'LL BE BAAAACK! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Presenting to you all my cutest friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 407px; HEIGHT: 332px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0097.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mong and her beautiful smile! -flashes- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahem, and some photo i guess i better not share it here else she'll kill me the next time she sees me which is real soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lzbbb! looking pretty as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 363px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0098.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The instax (s), ribbon hairbands and minnie mouse! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0107.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mong really gained a lot of weight as compared to the past!&lt;br /&gt;The working of gym ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 427px; HEIGHT: 366px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0120.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My hilarious as ever cuzzie! Love his jokes the best during the growing up process he never fails to crack me up every single time he opens his mouth hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;how cute. he's the only one that allowed me to shoot him at his head ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;love a lot la hun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he was like "why you so fierce?! you dying to do that eh. okay lah okay lah your birthday today then sua haha"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 475px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0148.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pretty family portrait :) thanks all for coming down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;appreciate it a lot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0131.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0152.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love my polymates :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;ON-EST&lt;/strong&gt; people ever (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0153.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our favourite for all birthdays trademark shot-pose, must pass it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0154.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thankyou army boy! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0155.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xiangling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0156.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0157.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ru!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FISH A FISH CHAMP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0158.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;han ai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0159.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another pretty group shot :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0160.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where all the posing begins (teehee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0162.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for dressing up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 471px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0163.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I PUT MY GUN DOWN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0165.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;qizhen! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where we bonded on the cruise ship hahahaha and a random foreigner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0173.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;one of the nicest people to me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0174.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my pretty birthday cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lovin' my table cover too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0176.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0198.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0178.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;silly lookin' cupcakes : south park love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 521px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0190.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my pri sch-mate! dear to heart!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;also my fanatastic photographer for the night!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't express my thanks enough for him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0193.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love this peekture! lovin' the curls i had for the night too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;received many compliments! just when i thought i'm going to be screwed with this hair-do... it turns out good! much thanks to my hair stylist :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0194.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;karyn! loveeeeeeeee youuuuu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0196.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SP DAC 2007 INTAKE ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0199.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0203.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not forgetting, my bestest people my girls! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they were so sweet that day, planned and came down early to help me with my deco but i left the bungalow for my makeup and stuffs so they had to explore around and accompanied me till about after midnight before they booked a cab and left for home, aww. must have be tiring for them and especially ver who needs to work and get up early the next morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and very touched for all the love that night. definitely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0216.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy blissful me! the world's happiest girl for the night THAT'S ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0217.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twiny who got lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/IMG_0218.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;surprise john!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;special thanks to YY and STINGRAY, twiny and john for staying over the night :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;photobooth-ed, sparkle-d and caught wrestling! LOVE MAX.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makeup was awesomely done 'cos judging from how most of my guests could not recognize me at all. do i look that bad on most of the normal days of my life? hahahah. just that i didn't had curls and i do not usually makeup, doll up myself like a pretty doll. gahh RAH! HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;goodnight for now, i'll be back soon hopefully for part II! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1334609643820277942?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1334609643820277942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1334609643820277942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1334609643820277942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1334609643820277942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/09/birthday-bash-part-i-birthday-lovin.html' title='Birthday Bash Part I : Birthday Lovin&apos; ;)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/my%2021st%20birthday/th_IMG_0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1823654969587168734</id><published>2011-09-20T14:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:27:24.584+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one last time'/><title type='text'>Crashed hearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"One last time, for the first time."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really a joke how I handled my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I hate you but I hate myself even more.&lt;br /&gt;I hate how I allowed myself to sink in &lt;strong&gt;again &amp;amp; again &amp;amp; again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You the strength to keep me going? You gonna protect me?&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead dream on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1823654969587168734?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1823654969587168734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1823654969587168734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1823654969587168734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1823654969587168734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/09/crashed-hearts.html' title='Crashed hearts'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4242336552656460877</id><published>2011-08-24T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T00:27:56.667+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besty love'/><title type='text'>DAYS WITH BESTY :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Oh no! I missed the date to blog I wanted to blog yesterday lah! due to unforeseen circumstances :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, I just gotten my very first exam results from UOL! And I must say, UOL is not as simple as you think it so! It's real business, toughh ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when I was confident for some papers which turned out not as well as I've expected for 'dem to be so I must say the markers must have set very high expectations of us, students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;UOL is really a very theory and essay-based college, it matters how much you write and not just that but the depth of it. And that killer paper which apparently I did PASSED! :) I worried so so much over it and whined with my friends, thankyou two of you girls! Sorry you've gotta hear me whined so much, and I can whineee soooo muchh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been spending pretty much of these two weeks with Besty, this is rare because for the past one year, she has been burying and built her life on her work which apparently did built up some walls between us and that she's working and I'm schooling, that pretty much feels very different for me. Firstly, this is our first time when we went on seperate paths and I must say I was quite affected and depressed but then :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I'm out with her so much funny and real hilarious things just had to happen!!! AND IT ALWAYS HAPPENS ON ME. and some black thing had to happen on her. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;So to celebrate Besty's official breaking free from her work, I knew how she felt how stressful she was for the past one yr and I know she really needed a real break she deserved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When she gets serious business, it's real serious no joke! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought her to Riders' Cafe, one of the Cafe I've heard many bloggers raved about! And yeah, it turned out awfully good!!! THEIR PANCAKES IS A MUST-TRY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, took truckloads of pictures but shall leave the photo-bloggin' to another day when I've gotten 'dem sorted out and do a entire photoblog post :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, I just gotta try to be funny 'cos the cab driver apparently dropped us off at somewhere 300-400m away from the Cafe and gotten directions from an uncle and walked towards the right direction downwards, and I was as usual whining about the sun, the weather and everything else. (oh how i used to love Mr. Sun) then I have no idea why i just unknowingly put up the 'I-WANA-HITCH-A-RIDE' thumbs-up which i had no intention to!&lt;br /&gt;and apparently a pretty-posh car stopped right beside me and I was so shocked! hahahah. looking so dumb-founded, pretty stupid looking.&lt;br /&gt;and there goes Besty's laughter behind when he drove off. he kept resassuring me and asking me to hop on it's fine (he thought we wanted to walk out) seriously, it'll take us two hours or more! haha, that's why he was sucha kind soul, didn't wana embarrass myself but half of my soul wanted to hop on due to the hot sun and his car... I couldn't resist the temptation not to!&lt;br /&gt;Sucha beauty. but i was just 300m away -.-&lt;br /&gt;aww~ so say goodbye! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pretty lucky and felt that there's still L.O.V.E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;first time doing that and it actually works!! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another instance, which apparently just happened on Monday?&lt;br /&gt;We were just exploring somewhere near Haji Lane, then I chanced upon a whole group or rather I must say it's a huge flock of crows?! which is apparently Besty's NO.1 HATEFUL!&lt;br /&gt;I was so amazed and started screaming for Besty to look at it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 5 seconds, they all decided to flock off!!! Imagine like 20 more crows?!?! Flying right above your head? My immediate reaction was &lt;em&gt;like...&lt;/em&gt; Hide behind a electric standbox -.-&lt;br /&gt;LOOKING PRETTY DUMB AND HILARIOUS BUT I JUST DID.&lt;br /&gt;Besty don't have to really seek shelter so she didn't look as bad as I did...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked so weird, like it's WORLD WAR 3 or smthg. lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, and did I say we saw a hairless bird? haha! Besty says it's gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cute and rare lah. seriously.. &lt;em&gt;Ah&lt;/em&gt; Best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just happened yesterday, we boarded on a really ridiculous cab driver who didn't know his way to Marina.... Barrage! He told us the entire of Marina Bay + Raffles Place was... Marina Barrage?!?!?! I told him properly I wanted to go Marina Barrage that's why we board, and never did we know he didn't know his way at all and got scolded in the end, srsly.. if only we took down his car-plate number!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's all about it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;signing off first. with the hairless bird. HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVCweYaDDYU/TlPUWjXNgjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dqX5N0www0o/s1600/hairlessbird.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644088241940169266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVCweYaDDYU/TlPUWjXNgjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dqX5N0www0o/s200/hairlessbird.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4242336552656460877?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4242336552656460877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4242336552656460877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4242336552656460877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4242336552656460877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/08/days-with-besty.html' title='DAYS WITH BESTY :)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FVCweYaDDYU/TlPUWjXNgjI/AAAAAAAAAIY/dqX5N0www0o/s72-c/hairlessbird.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6912583541408764670</id><published>2011-06-21T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T20:58:53.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini update</title><content type='html'>Hokay dokey it's been forever!!! Since I last came backkkkkk, okay i must admit i'm really really getting lazier on updating this space but guess what, I'm gona be back in action!&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANWS, so clumsy of me of wanting to mask my face but i was busy chatting w my mom the whole time and i cleanly forgotten about it and went on to do my whatsoever w my face &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;* so super angry at it. okay anyhows off topic, i just managed to finish my East of Eden and I must really raved about this show and which Bel highly recommends to me!&lt;br /&gt;Best korean show i've ever watch and also one that made me fell head over heels for SSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shadn't say any further but wait till my next update :D&lt;br /&gt;so eggcited for my Babygirl who's going to Korea super soon!!! YAY TO HER BRINGING ALL THE GIRLY STUFFS BACK FOR ME TOO HAHA *GREEDY ME*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for sunday so she can come over my place and we have a mini phootshoot psst!&lt;br /&gt;and get together session catching up w each other the usuals etc.&lt;br /&gt;shall get the photos up soon too!! so boring w just words, words and words i know!&lt;br /&gt;but i'm kinda tired for today :( work's draining max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just a mini update of my life, i'm still alive and kicking! ;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6912583541408764670?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6912583541408764670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6912583541408764670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6912583541408764670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6912583541408764670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/06/mini-update.html' title='Mini update'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4698667686133466950</id><published>2011-05-27T09:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:51:42.361+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wisdom tooth extraction'/><title type='text'>#106 Wisdom tooth extraction!</title><content type='html'>Okay I guess I seriously have to pen down my wisdom tooth extraction but first I have to rave about how in love I'm with in Zara for this Summer, i just love their poppy colours so much that my phone's casing is in candy colour and I feel like literally eating it and I love it so much every time I see it! That's what my phone is supposed to be like! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's when in important times of your life, you realised who's really true to you that warms your heart.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, sigh day two of tooth extraction I can only rely on soft food as I don't feel like biting anything, good diet isn't it? Good way to slim down! I hope I do tho' it's just the few days :p&lt;br /&gt;Cheeks're now kinda swollen and so do my gums feel uneasy with on and off mild bleeding it's actually quite hard to get long hours of sleep you get up easily too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The process of the extraction was pretty interesting I wld say, I got knocked out during the surgery, the last thing I remembered was a very nice doctor and nurse who were taking care of me and assuring me. They were such kind women! And soon as they got me the jab, I knocked out like within 5 minutes not knowing anything till I struggled (just like what you see in drama) to open my eyes and move my fingers haha, there was one moment i thought i was about to die haha! like get knocked out and faint or smthg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally tasting the bleed in my mouth right now, sounds gross as it is but I'm slowly starting to get used to it just like the nurse told me, it's my blood anyway haha!&lt;br /&gt;She's so nice too! When I was vommitting and choking she took the blood out for me literally, so so nice! She's sucha lovely person and anyway she wasn't supposed to help me out with my gauze in my mouth but I asked for help and so she did! So niceeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Anw, totally hate that place and I guess I still have to go back there twice. :(&lt;br /&gt;Just wana get over and done w my tooth for the rest of my life hope it's the last!&lt;br /&gt;Please pray, no more problems with my teeth! I love you so much to endure all these pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a supergirl when I woke up, wld a guy even dare to do this? I doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;Four at one go, yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;So lovin' my friends for their sweet concern and I felt so much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting my Mom who was by my side when I first woke up but she wasn't sitting right beside me! But the 12 years old girl beside me had their parents okay *jealous* haha but i'm not 12 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Mom was sitting outside guess she didn't wana interrupt my sleep. Got home and rest and it was sucha torturing process to bear w and Bro was totally freaked out when I was so angry over the air-con and i needed sleep and Mom was pestering me to eat all the havoc created by me but they beared w it sweetly :)&lt;br /&gt;i love 'dem!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently just last Sunday i went to Rain's THE BEST ASIA WORLD TOUR IT WAS JUST SO SO SO SO SO SO AMAZING when you see him groove all your pain and endurance before the concert was paid off! but a pity was I wasn't first in the row it were all taken up by the koreans and i have no idea why they seems to have private access but damn! i'm so gona be first in his next concert i really don't care haha! I want a hand-shake from him to make my night and the lucky girl who got his hug! *envy* felt so green and sore haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like crying when I first saw him, tears of joy and felt so sad when the concert ended that's how much I love him!&lt;br /&gt;He's sucha amazing entertainer, dancer, artist. Definitely THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;All the best to his enlistment! I'm gona pull thru' the 2 years! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing till here, back soon with all the pictures so stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4698667686133466950?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4698667686133466950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4698667686133466950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4698667686133466950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4698667686133466950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/05/106-wisdom-tooth-extraction.html' title='#106 Wisdom tooth extraction!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-3396432142454388042</id><published>2011-05-23T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T00:56:23.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#105</title><content type='html'>Don't call me heartless when I treat you like you've never existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; you totally deserve it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-3396432142454388042?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/3396432142454388042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=3396432142454388042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3396432142454388042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3396432142454388042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/05/105.html' title='#105'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4303038999264332724</id><published>2011-05-13T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T04:20:52.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Study and love'/><title type='text'>#104 best friends.</title><content type='html'>I truly believe beat friends'll go wherever you wana go, bring you there, take you there, accompany you against all odds ;)&lt;br /&gt;When you need a partner, he / she'll be there. Such feelgs warms my heart :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh counting down, less than a week more to go (!!)&lt;br /&gt;Hang on there my dear friends I miss you like the sun misses the day! (definitely not now, weather in sg sucks so much everyone's complaining)&lt;br /&gt;Like truckloads like you can dig out my heart to see for yourself! Hahahaha, gross max la but I wana be lovey dovey Moshi Moshi mushy mushy love love hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever doubt my love or i'll jump on you haha! Love much till then, toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4303038999264332724?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4303038999264332724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4303038999264332724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4303038999264332724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4303038999264332724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/05/104-best-friends.html' title='#104 best friends.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-74411700838382722</id><published>2011-05-10T19:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T19:13:44.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>#103 certain songs you never dare to replay</title><content type='html'>I guess for a lot of people out there, certain songs hold a significant meaning to them. Maybe not for you but at least for me it's it. :) &lt;br /&gt;So long after I decided to play it and yeah, the feelg still lingers but it's totally different when you walk out of it and not convincing yourself dat you've walk outta it, the feelg is so different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still remembering what me &amp; my friend talked upon an issue seriously ;)&lt;br /&gt;And the rain, aww that was my new year, first day of 2011 hope that it's significant and we continue to do so and spend every single first day of the year together it meant a lot always! Friends are always on my priority this I swear on. No matter what, I assure my shoulders'll be there for you to lean on whenever you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus rides just by traveling within China can take min. 6 hours! Still remembering how much I was in love, just like love drunk smiling to sleep with If this isn't love - Jennifer Hudson, that my roomies have to wake me up from my deep but uncomfortable sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such things I wld luv to rmbr. Kinda miss those days I worked in Shanghai, that sensation and thrills :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-74411700838382722?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/74411700838382722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=74411700838382722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/74411700838382722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/74411700838382722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/05/103-certain-songs-you-never-dare-to.html' title='#103 certain songs you never dare to replay'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1811894804921135419</id><published>2011-05-07T00:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T00:43:00.826+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what never breaks you makes you even stronger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true friends like this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>#102 baby i love you.</title><content type='html'>I must say you never fail to motivate me with your motivation it pushes me even harder!&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can bid goodbye to those Cs and Ds I had in poly, man it sucks really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou ah!&lt;br /&gt;May the force be w me, uni makes me realised how weak I can be and crafted me even stronger. Thankyou for this tough learning journey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself I never wana let happiness slip me past anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that I got myself out of the most painful memory I've ever had. For the first time you ever tried pouring your entire heart and yes I meant it. But no, I won't stop there, it'll be too silly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's slowly this wall in betw. Us, drawing us further and further apart.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I hate the distance.&lt;br /&gt;Elva every night in my ears ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This feels like I'm speaking to myself hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Tempted to switch my beloved bb to iphone white! Oh no please tell me no, please don't tempt me to sell away my lovelove. So far, bb is the best phone I've ever stick best to for going two years? And still loving it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1811894804921135419?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1811894804921135419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1811894804921135419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1811894804921135419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1811894804921135419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/05/102-baby-i-love-you.html' title='#102 baby i love you.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-523221568603828952</id><published>2011-04-30T19:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T19:57:53.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><title type='text'>#101</title><content type='html'>My 101 post! Omgggggg so many things to say, so little time and not now!&lt;br /&gt;EGGCITED MUCHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can jump / hop / skip everywhere anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-523221568603828952?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/523221568603828952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=523221568603828952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/523221568603828952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/523221568603828952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/04/101.html' title='#101'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8182995618649826802</id><published>2011-04-18T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T13:24:18.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>Neighbors Know My Name-- Trey Songz[The CLASS (Season 7) Featuring Joyce]</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EfQF4o7ZR9c?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot like love :) Very sensual song, always adore her dance style.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8182995618649826802?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8182995618649826802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8182995618649826802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8182995618649826802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8182995618649826802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/04/neighbors-know-my-name-trey-songzthe.html' title='Neighbors Know My Name-- Trey Songz[The CLASS (Season 7) Featuring Joyce]'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/EfQF4o7ZR9c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6337105500494784927</id><published>2011-04-18T13:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T13:23:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update of my boring life!</title><content type='html'>This whole exam fever is insane and it has been torturing me since the start of the year. :( gah, can't wait for it to end srsly! but wait, i need MORE TIME TO STUDY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to reward myself for it all, me &amp;amp; my partner BB will be going to catch Rain's THE BEST WORLD TOUR! *SCREAMMMMMS! hokay dokey. hahahahha. let's not get tooo mad. and anyhow, i've been a loving fan girl sine i was in Sec. Four when I first fell in love with his first debut song for me, It's Raining (i think so) i was like ahmagad, oh so hot! frankly speaking hahaha. who dares to deny? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And slowly, partner bb nagged and nagged that Full House is a great show! and even forced me to watch it! haha, and also East of Eden ( i haven't watch actually but i lend it to her and she watched it alr ) LOL. will watch it during my vacations! so i watched... And indeed fell in love w it, went to buy it myself :x hahahhaha for keep sake only! i guess there were only 2 male idols i was chasing during my sec. sch days including x.gui! that's huge loveeee till now :) Anyhows, enough crapp. lemme post some self-pics and a dance video for everyone to view! &lt;strong&gt;I MISS TWITTER! ANYONE MISSES ME TOO? :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6337105500494784927?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6337105500494784927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6337105500494784927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6337105500494784927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6337105500494784927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/04/quick-update-of-my-boring-life.html' title='Quick update of my boring life!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-102219441497925673</id><published>2011-04-04T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T22:25:34.346+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple love'/><title type='text'>Whoa, juicy update?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Emotions overpowering.&lt;/span&gt; I've always wanted to thank you, you who took the courage to try to walk into my life. Thank you for leaving such pretty memories when I was only 12. The girl whom only knew how to skip, jump and hop around in school. It was you who somehow brightened up my ordinary schooldays. I wish I cld thank you and I wld, if you cld gimme half of your courage... to tell you how i felt at that moment. The first love letter, the first surprise, the first coming back from recess sitting down right in front of my desk, seeing a secret white paper and smiling to myself and go 'what is this?!?!' i think you saw it 'cos you turned your head over and kept observing my on-the-spot reaction and expression HAHA. the first time i tore a love letter because it wasn't your handwriting and it was dumb. right in front of your very eyes, how very heartaching, yes i feel you. but that was when you wrote another :) and so happened i walked past you right after you left my desk from the classroom w that all guilty-consicious look on you. and how i always dare not look into your eyes but yet acting cool. And yeah, that's always just.... Me. if you don't know. Thankyou for always turning your back behind during lessons and made you silly because I know you're looking at me. And whenever I got punished (like forever and ever every single day) for talking and laughing too much with David &amp;amp; Bradley. two best pals. boystreet boys foreverxzxz! HAHAHA THOSE WERE THE PRIMARY SCHOOL DAYS. and i decided to type it down, my true feelgs. I sense your sincerity, i always do. Thankyou for singing to me on the theatre, thankyou for making me believe that someday my bf will stand on that very street and sing a simple love song for me... And you, whenever I listen to Westlife, you comes into my mind. They're the best boyband and because it made part of my memories perfect. And you ask me, if I love you? &lt;em&gt;Is it all?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Westlife - All Or Nothing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-102219441497925673?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/102219441497925673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=102219441497925673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/102219441497925673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/102219441497925673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/04/whoa-juicy-update.html' title='Whoa, juicy update?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1227287128430792260</id><published>2011-04-04T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T21:42:56.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing else comes close</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;rollar-coastah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1227287128430792260?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1227287128430792260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1227287128430792260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1227287128430792260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1227287128430792260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/04/nothing-else-comes-close.html' title='Nothing else comes close'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5153226786000042755</id><published>2011-03-28T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:21:30.273+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>#96 such is life</title><content type='html'>Truckloads of thoughts running thru' my mind right now, really..&lt;br /&gt;But it's just not the right time now to think about this.&lt;br /&gt;Wld love to blog 'dem down one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting dance on a pause first.&lt;br /&gt;Really depressed but I must get thru' this first!&lt;br /&gt;I can always dance again, when I'm done w my battle...&lt;br /&gt;I really wana dance dance dance, love this passion and like always I need and have a passion that keeps pushing me and a dream i'm chasing and putting it to action after dat just well!&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking about all these makes me feel like just... The world's happiest girl! :)&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine how perfect my Life's going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you miss me too. :)&lt;br /&gt;'cos I'm definitely missing dancing a lot a lot. I'll make it back up x100000! Dance everyday!! Okay okay okay? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Good'night World !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5153226786000042755?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5153226786000042755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5153226786000042755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5153226786000042755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5153226786000042755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/03/96-such-is-life.html' title='#96 such is life'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5083035058969013941</id><published>2011-03-27T02:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:23:21.953+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing'/><title type='text'>#95 something I wld say interesting</title><content type='html'>I cried the hardest when I lost my first love.&lt;br /&gt;So hard that i literally felt that my world was crashing on me.&lt;br /&gt;So painful that I kept in so deep in my heart I bled so hard that I burst out crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing :) I'm standing strong because of my friends who were by my side when I'm at my weakest, from within my heart i thank you all for being by my side no matter what I love you, you know who you are. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou all for the heartwarming encoragements and utmost faith &amp; strength y'all have given me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This'll be the last time I say this. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5083035058969013941?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5083035058969013941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5083035058969013941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5083035058969013941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5083035058969013941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/03/95-something-i-wld-say-interesting.html' title='#95 something I wld say interesting'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1449740997434924992</id><published>2011-03-22T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T00:19:19.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#94 blogging withdrawal symptom!</title><content type='html'>Okay I can't believe that I'm actually kind of feelg some blogging withdrawal symptom after not blogging about my life for so long! &lt;br /&gt;Yeah and I swear that everywhere I went, walked in my life I've took truckloads of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Believe me i've got so much to share man but I'm pressing for time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in a nutshell, what have Yvonne been doing these days lately?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, I've been dancing A LOT and I'm really glad and happy! Wish I cld do this so much earlier!&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's tough to rough it out as a beginner all over again I hate this gawd !&lt;br /&gt;But everyone starts w the learning phrase right? :) and everything'll get smoother I believe and have faith in ;)&lt;br /&gt;Gimme more confidence! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found so mug stuffs lately and I've been indulging myself w a lot of good food! Favorite past-time! EAAAAAT!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of jap food, buffet not forgetting my all-time fav. Ramen! Man I can't live without it nowww. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;And pasta too :)&lt;br /&gt;Found a lot of great places can't wait to share stay tuned okay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last note before signing off, FTFF tomorrow night !&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe my good friend is a wrestler. Like really, a wrestler no joke.&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe it even till now should I even go support him at the ring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so so so so life threatening. Oh boy. I really start to worry for you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;And yes I really shouldn't bother anymore about 'you'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1449740997434924992?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1449740997434924992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1449740997434924992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1449740997434924992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1449740997434924992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/03/94-blogging-withdrawal-symptoms.html' title='#94 blogging withdrawal symptom!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-3696174281037997697</id><published>2011-03-11T00:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T01:03:34.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>#93 Hi baby! :)</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha okay I'm feelg like a noob updating my blog via my itouch :)&lt;br /&gt;But my blog'll always be my number one love!! The one whom has stood by me and weathered thru' all storms and sunshine ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for J's class on Monday night!! Totally can't wait pur-lease!&lt;br /&gt;She's like my idol!! And she's teaching mey oh my little fangirl :)&lt;br /&gt;It feels like my wish has came true! Will definitely cherish the class w her dat night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1 MORE DAY TO SDD,&lt;/span&gt; go kill da the stage people!!! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a great show I'm definitely IN for a treat !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance is my pride. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so silly that night, trying so hard to master Happy Feet when everyone else in the class cld do in within minutes :(&lt;br /&gt;Why 'm I so slow. :( damn.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so demoralized, thanks to my instructor he did not give up on me. Thank'you so best for trying so hard to make me catch up w you and the steps it made me feel a lot better. You're always there to guide me along like a guiding light. The best teacher I've ever had :)&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I've let you down when I still cldn't adapt to it but I can now. :)&lt;br /&gt;I cannot eat before I exercise srsly no more!!! My tummy hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-3696174281037997697?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/3696174281037997697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=3696174281037997697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3696174281037997697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3696174281037997697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/03/93-hi-baby.html' title='#93 Hi baby! :)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6352411564385709589</id><published>2011-03-01T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T23:45:04.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>#92 thoughts</title><content type='html'>Starting to wonder, I'm so used to you already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6352411564385709589?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6352411564385709589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6352411564385709589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6352411564385709589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6352411564385709589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/03/92-thoughts.html' title='#92 thoughts'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8578040879152460876</id><published>2011-02-25T11:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T22:56:44.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#91</title><content type='html'>feel like busking under the sun and doing all the sports stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will it feel better when you have somebody w you, braving it thru;&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/8789104800743807619-8578040879152460876?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8578040879152460876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8578040879152460876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8578040879152460876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8578040879152460876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/02/91.html' title='#91'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-495917643046025762</id><published>2011-02-21T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T22:42:28.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><title type='text'>#90 Driving</title><content type='html'>HAHAHHAHAHA okay i think my blog is like extreme rotting. haha!&lt;br /&gt;time to do a lil' update once again!!&lt;br /&gt;hehe, on my little space :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay dokey. for many who didn't know, &lt;strong&gt;I PASSED MY DRIVING !&lt;/strong&gt; YAY ;)&lt;br /&gt;that means I can officially drive ard on the road...&lt;br /&gt;and i think i should seriously blog about this, like pen it down somewhere. hahah!&lt;br /&gt;it's really scary to drive on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably it's just my dad's car i don't really like or rather don't like very much.&lt;br /&gt;my instructor's car was just right for me to handle...&lt;br /&gt;sighhh guess i'm no longer looking forward to touch the car anymore. so scary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esp. when my dad made me drive, like forcefully not willingly, haha!&lt;br /&gt;he made me cross the two-way street i've never done before!! :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;so traumatizing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks mom &amp;amp; dad for being my very first passengers hope i didn't scare the life outta your. hahahahhahaha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i must say, driving is smthg you must do regularly else before you lose touch of it...&lt;br /&gt;it can be quite interesting :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-495917643046025762?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/495917643046025762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=495917643046025762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/495917643046025762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/495917643046025762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/02/90-driving.html' title='#90 Driving'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7034447165968359505</id><published>2011-02-02T15:36:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:55:26.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my crib'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cny'/><title type='text'>#89 Happy CNY &amp; My crib is one years old ! :)</title><content type='html'>Hello wello mello bello my dear readers ! Okay I know I haven't been diligent enough to be consistent in updating this blog of mine! But I'm hereeeeeeeee. always here :)&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking of which interesting stuff i cld blog about :)&lt;br /&gt;so here i'm, blogging about my room.. i've always been wanting to pen down in this space of mine!&lt;br /&gt;and yessssss, i've collated all of the pics i've taken so far w my beloved.&lt;br /&gt;MY ROOM IS ONE YEARS OLDDDDDDDDD! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you guys are curious how do my beloved looks like, here are sneaks into my room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One year ago when Besty was the first visitor! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Lemme emphasize it's a yr ago... :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;when everything's so clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 469px; HEIGHT: 317px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03757.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Introducing herself.... :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03756.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when my noticeboard was still a blank...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03753.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all filled up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03754.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the view you catch when you first walk in. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03755.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so right now, you must be wondering if the theme of my room is Black &amp;amp; White.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hokay dokey, i shall pen down the whole story of how the colours, theme etc. was formed intitally...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apparently, i had a designer, whom worked for my dad. when i first met him, he seek for my ideas etc. and he came out with a design, and his plan after he hear from me, i must say he's pretty awesome. he gave me uber good feedback and ideas as in like how my bed should be arranged and all. i wanted a queen size bed at the start but he rejected the idea 'cos from the way i wanted it to be the laid out when i first walk in, it's gona take up a huge big space!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which true enough he was right! after explaining to me the measurements and etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahhaha, i can be a lil' persistent on my ideas and you got to explain stuffs to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he suggested the theme black &amp;amp; white. as it's the 'in' thing for youngsters at my era.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it turned out pretty! i selected the floral prints out of many samples that my dad gave me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i selected the layout of my lightings and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we've got the electrican and woodman over to set up the whole platform for me, the drawers, cabinets and all were done up by my designer and the aid of my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it kinda took up close to a week or so, working with me to get the right layout of mine :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must say my dad gave her girl the most cabinets out of the room! haha!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i managed to use up almost all of the cabinets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm a pretty sentimental girl, and i keep many many little little stuffs ard from primary school but till now, new clothes &amp;amp; old stuffs i wana keep and all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as a student, i need a pretty much loads of drawers and you can see right above my head on my workdesk, you can spot 2 cabinets and 4 small ones! haha! just dat. use almost all of 'dem up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like the prints selected, there are many more designs! Besty complimented the colours and design when she first stepped in too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so happy to hear dat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 308px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03977.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here is my bed and my many toys! GOSH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03976.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03752.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were to ask me what's the best thing i like in my bedroom i must say it's my huge wardrboe!!!! IT'S IN MY PRETTY REDDDDD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the right shade of red, perfect shade not too bright not too dark and it worked out awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the outlook to the inside, you can all D.I.Y 'dem! and of'cos i D.I.Y my own room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i chose the design of the interior to suit my needs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01137.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;close-up of the true colour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03761.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as usual i had aplenty of drawers in too, to put different stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm a sucker for bags! just for bags, i have a total of 4-6 compartments, that includes the 2 lower compartments at the each side of my wardrobe and 2 above! yet to use 'dem all up! :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what does it imply? hahahahhaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03962.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm also a sucker for outerwear like jackets, i've got this useful L-shaped fixed into my own wardrobe, to separate my dresses with my jackets!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03763.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;belts and accessories compartments!!! i purposely had 'dem spilt up and i told my dad this is gona be a MUST-HAVE for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03762.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mini-watches collection compartment you can keep :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01147.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHHA, my dad's glory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03758.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;owner herself :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC03759.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;self-indulging my pretty bedlights, making full use of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And then........ Girls started to have their own fun around the room!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01153.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01160.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01158.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01154.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01152.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01157.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01155.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01173.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 449px; HEIGHT: 307px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01171.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 313px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01170.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC01165.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last year, my clan came for a mini stayover and had their own piece of fun as well!!! :D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07649.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In order to set up this mini gaming spot for us, they took away my beloved bed!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHA, i didn't know my platform couldn't be so cosy for us too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we were apparently quite afraid that the platform wld collapse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but my dad told me it could withdraw heavy weights! and it really did, hahahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7 of us sat on it literally and it did not collapse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 449px; HEIGHT: 307px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07636.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 313px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07629.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07628.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07622.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 449px; HEIGHT: 307px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07626.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 313px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07670.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07679.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA, the usual girls' affair :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had groups shots together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 459px; HEIGHT: 309px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07668.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 449px; HEIGHT: 307px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07667.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 313px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07656.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07655.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07634.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 427px; HEIGHT: 384px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07671.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;VER VER W MY BLURBLUR :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 413px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07676.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not so black now already! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07701.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07689.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LADY GAGA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 313px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07691.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07692.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC07693.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had truckloads of fun that night ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stayover success!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have to say I've been lovin' my room since it's one years old and i haven't really much blog about it and i feel so bad and i should actually give credits to the designer and workers that brought all these to possible :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;without them, all these is nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i must say it's all their hardwork to piece everything up together for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kudos!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're interested or 'm lookg for a great designer to do up your room or your wardrobe just like mine, feel free to drop me a comment or an email at &lt;a href="mailto:v.shiyun@hotmail.com"&gt;v.shiyun@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be more than willing to provide you more details from there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Truckloads of loveee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a pretty room that makes me wana come home early every night so i cld just chillax in the best crib i cld ever have in this world!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was a good and hardworking girl a day ago, trying to clean up my room and of'cos my platform...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was sucha chore! and of'cos my dad did helped!! hahahhaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and then, there were many modifications to some stuffs over this 1 year..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC09608.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i heart my bed back cushion :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's custom to fit too!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC09611.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was being really kiki over here, trying to stick these hearts putting 'dem to good use!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's re-usable, you can like just peel off and stick them everywhere, i took it off and stick it all over again like zillion times, and even stick 'dem on my arm and showed my dad and mom i told 'dem it's edible it's jelly!! hahahaha, they looked believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 313px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC09612.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;increasing sashs for dresses and belts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i actually don't really use them daily :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC09614.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mini facial area, TO-PAMPER-MASELF COMPARTMENT ! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 397px; HEIGHT: 413px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC09618.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;comparing my loots from the very first picture, it did increased! haha, i added in more toys!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i melt at toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 467px; HEIGHT: 369px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/DSC09619.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay, and i had many many stuffs up on my noticeboard already!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;from the simple blank noticeboard, i pinned up JAY CHOU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and alonso's winning page on the mag i specially bought!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;had a mini whiteboard to remind me of schoolwork and my dream carrrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many miniatures i got from japan tooo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you notice, i have bears all over the place in my room. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and many many small little stuffs and cards which i feel dear to me. are all pinned up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While browsing thru' my old pichas,&lt;/em&gt; i saw my phiten wristband. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i lost it, i guess it was during training i kept taking it on and off on and off...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didn't know where i left it at!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if anyone knows where can i get the exact same one please tell me! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 489px; HEIGHT: 279px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC03964-1.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7034447165968359505?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7034447165968359505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7034447165968359505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7034447165968359505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7034447165968359505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/02/89-happy-cny-my-crib-is-one-years-old.html' title='#89 Happy CNY &amp; My crib is one years old ! :)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/MA%20ROOM/th_DSC03757.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1508790280848295459</id><published>2011-01-28T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:23:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#88 WHOO-HOO!!!! ;) ;) ;)</title><content type='html'>I probably had the best day of 2011 in my Life on Tuesday. :)&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehe, those who know me will know it, muhahahaa! hahas, NUTTY GIRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay anyways, haw haw haw haw haw I'ma here to update my space again!&lt;br /&gt;whee-hee! Tuesday marks the day I completed my Hip'Hop I so glad and happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;And yessa, i'm moving on to II with my favourite people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times you feel so disheartened in school because it feels like you're down alone on yourself on this battlefield. Sighh, but yeah yvonne you gotta accept it and start getting it with it!&lt;br /&gt;So what if you feel sad? So what really? Haha, so I should just make the best out of what Life can give me, that's looking forward to every Tuesday(s)!!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday(s) never fail to make my week right, the nights are the most awesome i must say!&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope it'll continue 'cos it'll be my pushing power. you'll be there for me, right? you'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So glad to have started, took the courage to embark my dancing journey and it has been awesome yes? And it gave me thoughts to continue dancing, dancing even harder. to work to dancing on the stage. moving to rectials, but can i do it? mhmm. good question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so selfish, whenever I dance, somehow I feel guilty because I thought I should fell in love with Lifesaving, w swimming and running. yeah, i don't deny at times i do miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;but not the sun. haha. I promise to train and get my routine back in May! I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to blog about Wednesday afternoon, while i was driving my way to Ubi I nosebled in the middle of the journey, haha! like omgoodness you know!! i was so scared and lost.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know what to do, to pull over or what. but actually i should, but my instructor was helping me to hold onto my wheel and it just kept bleeding!!! it was so scary i swear i thought it wasn't going to stop! haha, i was so praying for my nose bled to stop. i even had blood on my face, haha. now you know how serious it was. even my instructor was so stunned. haha! moreover we were rushing to the circuit. lucky he was calm enough. :) but it was sucha scary experience! so guys, never nosebled while driving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so happy that i've cleared my CNY shopping!! and now, i'm just preparing myself to usher in CNY'11! :) :) :) YAY BABY.&lt;br /&gt;and all assignments were cleared last night, all the dreadful thesis writing and tough questions.&lt;br /&gt;i know it was supposed to drill us but i thought it was a good drill, so glad that i've managed to pull thru' too!! So cheers! This marks for a mini celebration and so i had a simple yet enjoyable movie date out with my favourite girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one whom i can just share everything about me and dress the lousiest but i'll still look the best in her eyes! :)&lt;br /&gt;We caught The Green Hornet!! Our favourite, Jay Chou! come to think about it, we never fail to watch Jay Chou's movie together, every single one we go! i wonder if things'll change if we grow older, hahahahhaha you know what i'm trying to say right? and never forgetting, Louis Koo. :) hot stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some parts during the movie that was pretty boring that we check our handphones haha! then it was all about &lt;em&gt;ya dah ya dah&lt;/em&gt; fighting and all the favourite things of Jay Chou, i must say the car he used was AWESOME STUFF. COOL MAX.&lt;br /&gt;and all the stunts and all, looked absolutely animated. but he's still look cool.&lt;br /&gt;i wld say the movie was pretty exciting. and if you love Jay Chou, you'll love this movie.&lt;br /&gt;if not nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for two more movies!&lt;br /&gt;And we had a mini bowling session, really mini one. haha. and all the usual stuffs. :)&lt;br /&gt;These few days I'm really happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 501px; HEIGHT: 376px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC09560.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 487px; HEIGHT: 362px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC09558.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 370px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC09559.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC09562.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC09555.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC09553.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish you cld stalk me, the way I stalk you. :) hehe.&lt;/em&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/8789104800743807619-1508790280848295459?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1508790280848295459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1508790280848295459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1508790280848295459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1508790280848295459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/01/88-whoo-hoo.html' title='#88 WHOO-HOO!!!! ;) ;) ;)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-415973837216402775</id><published>2011-01-18T23:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:53:22.327+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disappointment'/><title type='text'>#87 dance</title><content type='html'>i need to do some soul-searching tonight.&lt;br /&gt;What a disappointment and let down to myself, under performed and sucked to the max.&lt;br /&gt;i suck. i need to stop all these nonsense. i need to be doing smthg to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drained max, &lt;b&gt;blogged via my BB.&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Found a quick way to do a blog update shall do more if I can have more time to update this tiny winy but huge space to me over here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Poppin' bottles.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not talking to anyone again.&lt;br /&gt;but I'm still writing over here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-415973837216402775?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/415973837216402775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=415973837216402775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/415973837216402775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/415973837216402775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/01/87-dance.html' title='#87 dance'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4251961971999778987</id><published>2011-01-09T14:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T14:54:50.645+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>#86 Hello my dear readers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What a bumper ride.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, just as I recovered from an minor eye infection 2 weeks ago? Near X'mas day in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;I suspect it was the case of my eye liner, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of just throwing away the not even 3/4 used bottle, but gahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll give it another shot coming week and see how it goes :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotting some new labels i'm falling in love w.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, days of such gloomy weather! It's another gloomy day but somehow I like it. :)&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of many good ol'days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've comtemplating on many many things.&lt;br /&gt;Especially on my career. I wish I cld take on many many things.&lt;br /&gt;I cld gladly take up design and which i thought i should because of... Friends whom are real close to me'll know what i'm speaking of. but of this, i think i should.&lt;br /&gt;i've always been trying to develop a love for design and interior as such.&lt;br /&gt;we shall see how it goes in years to come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always love to like... urm, fast-forward my time to see who I'm in 5 years down the road?&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't want to? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some short random thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4251961971999778987?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4251961971999778987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4251961971999778987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4251961971999778987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4251961971999778987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/01/86-hello-my-dear-readers.html' title='#86 Hello my dear readers!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5065226853533197738</id><published>2011-01-06T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T22:12:17.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post in 2011'/><title type='text'>#85 Such that I've changed?</title><content type='html'>Some things are just too irony to be true.&lt;br /&gt;but amazingly, i'm kinda getting used to things and make the best out of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;trying to stay positive over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know some times you just have to grow up, things made me changed, made me independent instead. stronger, better and protect myself at all cost.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say, I had enough of being sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.&lt;br /&gt;No more sadness, in 2011.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ne-Yo - One In A Million&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5065226853533197738?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5065226853533197738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5065226853533197738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5065226853533197738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5065226853533197738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2011/01/85-such-that-ive-changed.html' title='#85 Such that I&apos;ve changed?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8086297688056500850</id><published>2010-12-31T14:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T15:45:34.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year resolutions for 2011'/><title type='text'>#84 My New Year Resolutions!</title><content type='html'>hohohohoho. i'm back to my space! like finally! haha, like again...&lt;br /&gt;i still miss this space of mine.. tho' it's not really private but it's a place that i can speak! a place that i can call M.I.N.E :D&lt;br /&gt;All mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing that people still read my space! :) thankyou my dear dedicated, devoted and loyal readers.. As much as i thought no one will really bother this space of mine since i hardly update nowadays but shall make it an effort to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So School is driving me crazy, starting.. like a slow immerse pain jabbed into your bloodstream taking its effect soon enough from the start of 2011, i'm feelg it already.&lt;br /&gt;gawd, finally made an effort to take the first step, done smthg productive today.&lt;br /&gt;still annoyed by the construction works (that's still going on and on, my ears..)&lt;br /&gt;each FR question takes up at least an hour of my time trying to think and brainstorm the qns &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;how tough and brain boggling it's on my brain cells are slowly depleting.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how did Bel felt after sitting in for my PBF supplementary class, and it's only just supplementary class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the second last day of 2010 over for a sleepover and it was funnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, walking all over SG CBD area at like uhmm, 12mn? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;It was scary and i wonder how did we did it, like literally walking from city hall to clarke quay!&lt;br /&gt;i felt like just run la, haha. it was so sooo quiet and it was also the time i realised that there're actually quite a number of NIGHT OWLS in SG and how many people were stranded on the streets, sleeping outside.. and so, my lecturer was right!&lt;br /&gt;it was really an amazing experience, and i'm glad we survived! HAHA, it was really really dangerous know. girls especially.&lt;br /&gt;weird stares we got, and many angmohs! on the streets. all the beers, booze, bars and streets.&lt;br /&gt;very interesting indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was also after a long time since I last heard a 'Good night' after so long...&lt;br /&gt;it feels so far, i remembered i used to love saying 'Good night' to my daddy 'n mummy when i was little but i stopped when i was in lower secondary, haha! i wld luv to start it all over agn!&lt;br /&gt;lovin' it always. hugs and good'nights is the best thing i wld luv to feel every single night before i turn in, and what's more it's FREE! it doesn't cost and it warms to the heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's ready w their NYE 2011 resolutions! So where's mine?! HAHA, I'M HERE TO GIVE MINE ! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt; was indeed a tough year, and just when i thought it was not quite a good year but come to think of it, it was a prett rewarding and huge year after i thought back what I've actually achieved and done in 2010, it was massive!&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, many are going to say 2010 was also an emotional year for me, i wouldn't say i enjoy myself but to be true, i was down. like shiat. but i swear 2011 is gona be a blast of my life! I'm so going to forget what 2010 and before had brought me and start a brand new year 2011! I wld luv to forget some tormenting times of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time when the poly clique meets up, we always say we miss our poly days!&lt;br /&gt;The best thing that cld have happened to me in 2010 is probably the best gift : a very devoted clique of people. :) my poly mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In 2010,&lt;/strong&gt; I've also made my first trip to Cambodia, the third-world country and made me experienced and learnt a lot of things. That is which the textbooks and school are unable to give it to you. Which I cherished it a lot and have never regretted making that trip down tho' i came back with a massive terrible swollen feet with mozzies attack which scared all of my close friends away when i showed them pictures of my feet at its worst stage in Cambodia that i had to rest my feet on the bed when i had sandflies attack. I've better not to post the picture in my blog else it'll just scare away all my readers! haha, then i'll have 0 readers hit from today onwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was really terrible when i showed them to selective close friends whom i believe can take it, if you are really curious and wants to see it you may lemme know or drop me a comment at my shoutbox i'll gladly show 'dem to you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my parents were worried for me, the times i had in Cambodia was probably one of the bad times i had, it was tough, it made you felt like crying and go 'Why the hell did you even come here?!' But nothing beats seeing those kids smile. If given another chance, i'll make my second trip down again. When I'm more financially-stable, i'll make my second trip down. There are also 2 special friends whom I have to thank, for all the texts your have sent me.. I'm really really touched from within. It gave me a lot of mental support when I was away for 14 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in bunks, like those army men we do. It was total food-rationing style. I wasn't being able to adapt to the food there. especially those in the village. But the city areas were good, don't worry you're still able to travel over there. :) it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;We bathed with lizards on top of your heads? when we stayed in the village. We were dirty, every morning we sat on trucks, got ourselves in a sandstorm, all of us looked like construction workers, literally a smack of dust on your face, but it was fun!! haha. we built a house for a family. :D&lt;br /&gt;but the lizards part.. haha. the time of my life! we bathed in recyled water, and our nature call was unique too.&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, it was a rewarding trip. Thanks to SP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had the time of my life also, in my Japan Exchange Trip, i enjoyed myself to the max! And 'm going to Tokyo for havoc shopping! Nothing beats Japan's street style, everyone dresses up!&lt;br /&gt;I wld love to go Tokyo, Taipei. Omgz, i miss the cold weather, i want snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 &lt;/strong&gt;is also the year when I saw the many ugly sides of people. disappointed i was. but glad, 'cos this is smthg that we all have to face in life. but move on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 &lt;/strong&gt;is also the year I realised who were my true friends, who were there for me during my hard times, when I realised who did not abandon me as we all moved on..&lt;br /&gt;Friends who were there when I fell the hardest. Thanks for picking me up.&lt;br /&gt;Who I should cherish and love and whom i should just have to give up, as hard as it's, as much as i've cried. I know I've done my best to salvage our friendship. That's all i need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 &lt;/strong&gt;was also the year where I enrolled into University of London, and i have to thank someone in particular, that's the one who did the submissions and enrolment together w me.&lt;br /&gt;as scared as i'm, she was there with me. giving me the extra push. else i guess i might be still stuck. And I'm glad i made this decision. Thank you to the special someone.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being there, making the decision together. Nothing beats having someone w you when you do something right? It's always that extra warmth everyone else needs, unless you call yourself cold-blooded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010 &lt;/strong&gt;was also the year I worked the longest. And got to understand more of the corporate world and what it has and given me. I'm thankful for those I've met, I've met many good friends and buddies whom I want to continue my friendship with 'dem too. They were great, awesomez. Fun lunch buddies and working mates i had! I enjoyed every single bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to pour out every single bit of me to people whom i thought i cld trust but it turned out otherwise. so i told myself: i gotta learn to be more cold. blooded in another sense.&lt;br /&gt;and i believe, many will agree to me doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt; was also the year that I'VE GRADUATED FROM POLY ! The first time I asked for flowers from my daddy and mummy, haha! and know what! I GOT REJECTED. My mom agreed to flowers on my next graduation! so friends, know what to do when you've been warmly invited to my graduation? HAHAHAHA. JUST DROWN ME WITH A POOL OF FLOWERS AND I'LL LOVE YOU RIGHT BACK ! Just pounce on you for more hugs ;)&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for the day I throw my hat up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt; was also the year I HAD MY FIRST DIVE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In 2011,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wld want to just... BE MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;I want to be true to myself. and to love myself even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to sacrifice for bigger things in life!&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt to be more mature and wise in things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more responsible, understanding, committed, nerdy, sociable and religious definitely. :)&lt;br /&gt;I want to be A LOT BETTER FRIEND !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's welcome 2011 with a big fat kiss! :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but this yr i'm exceptionally excited to welcome 2011!&lt;br /&gt;It'll be the time of my life, 2011 and ahead! I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thankyou to those who made my 2010 AWESOME. A big bang to close 2010!&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8086297688056500850?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8086297688056500850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8086297688056500850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8086297688056500850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8086297688056500850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/12/84-my-new-year-resolutions.html' title='#84 My New Year Resolutions!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1233606142461299465</id><published>2010-12-08T22:20:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T00:13:13.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthdays'/><title type='text'>#83 Hitting the twenties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is probably the most embarrassing moment of my twenty years of life !&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaha. :) But it's also one of my bestest moment of my life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Summer lovin' girlfriends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/36069_155385771160779_100000680727909_313056_7324909_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was being forced up by my girlfriends with the constant saying of " SPORTY LA AY SPORTY LEH " that very night. hahahha. tho' i kinda expected i'm gna be the next but i didn't expect it to be so &lt;em&gt;hiong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Imagine someone said over a mic " Let's wish Yvonne a hard rockin' birthday and sing her a birthday song ... " and there goes everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all eyes on you as you make your way up the stage (have to stand on a chair some more) nonetheless w besty beside me gave me sense of security.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was so afraid i might just fall off the chair ! and looking sincerely at everyone's eyes as they sang birthday song for you was ultimate bliss. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the first time i had so many eyes on me, so many people coming together sitting right in front of you singing a birthday song. aww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 335px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/untitled1-1.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my pretty girlfwens before i arrive. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/untitled-1.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/untitled2-1.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 437px; HEIGHT: 286px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/33605_482405936209_566536209_7297736_1517189_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;settling down. besty more excited than me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/33605_482405951209_566536209_7297739_6274851_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shot by elincia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 445px; HEIGHT: 333px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC08994.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A group pic, Settling before food came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC08991.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 387px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC08990.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;While waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Food glorious food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 314px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09009.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09008.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09006.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;looks yummeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09005.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;best's :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09004.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mine :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09003.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC08999.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheezels !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC08998.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09001.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hard rock's signature ! must-try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 445px; HEIGHT: 262px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09010.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Completely forgot about taking group photo of everyone before diggin' it, that was our in-the-midst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 437px; HEIGHT: 297px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09020.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some couple lovin' :p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 441px; HEIGHT: 254px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09019.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our couple moments ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had our very own tooooooo. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09018.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09016.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09015.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09013.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09016.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 443px; HEIGHT: 301px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09014.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone's hard-rockin' birthday ! They went up in pairs ! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/33473_155385814494108_100000680727909_313057_12239_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's mine hahahaha. embrassing much. my face was instantly burning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40140_482408476209_566536209_7297812_8191630_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sundae on the house for birthday girl ! How sweet of Hard Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 457px; HEIGHT: 308px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40140_482408471209_566536209_7297811_6521357_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My half-cut cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 463px; HEIGHT: 336px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/44260_482408086209_566536209_7297798_5185609_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Try to arrange stuffs for photo-taking, our annual thing to do for every birthday girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out &lt;strong&gt;The Rock - it's cooking ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40140_482408446209_566536209_7297807_2051287_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40140_482408436209_566536209_7297805_577024_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40140_482408431209_566536209_7297804_7385634_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally no idea why when I looked at everyone's album i was just kept praying to my cake eh, i thought i should be wishing? with my two hands lapping each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40140_482408426209_566536209_7297803_6261258_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHA TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 465px; HEIGHT: 318px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/34709_482408861209_566536209_7297827_1583024_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Romancing in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/34709_482408826209_566536209_7297820_6862618_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/34709_482408816209_566536209_7297818_5162621_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So happy girl that night again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/33605_482405976209_566536209_7297744_4625718_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the girls said my nails were distracting !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/33605_482405971209_566536209_7297743_6990803_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love the set of photos below w Best :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 451px; HEIGHT: 297px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40747_482407601209_566536209_7297788_5693217_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40747_482407596209_566536209_7297787_4465168_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40747_482407591209_566536209_7297786_2453396_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40747_482407586209_566536209_7297785_1004891_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL TOGETHER !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A big thank you to the ang moh whom we offered a cake but got rejected because of... inside joke. :p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/33596_482410106209_566536209_7297864_7061226_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Present un-wrapping time ! Excited little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09045.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09046.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09047.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09049.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09050.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09052.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And tadah ! it was a voice recorder for school from sweets. Very thoughtful and much thought upon gift, i was really really really really very touched that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i knew it took much pains just to get this for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;appreciated much ! deeply touched. &lt;em&gt;that extra mile, just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09042.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My pretty cake. don't get misled, i'm actually the youngest hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09040.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cutting cake !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09039.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;praying again, srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09038.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09037.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09036.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had light flashes on me all over because of the numerous cameras on my girlfriends. :p heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;but i likeeeeee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09035.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09033.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only moment each year I have three cameras constantly flashing at me at the same time !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What more can I ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love my girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09032.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09031.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09029.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09028.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09027.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love her, just like my real sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09026.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random flash lights love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09025.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Makeup that night was done by Chanel, nicely done. Love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just nice, perfect foundation base as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kuddos to the makeup artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09024.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09023.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;korean babe !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09022.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09058.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rawk on !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY HARD ROCKIN' BIRTHDAY !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ending off with some group pics again,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09057.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09057.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64819_155386044494085_100000680727909_313071_6753746_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love these girls and the following pichas from ver's pretty camera !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love her sets of photos tooooooooooo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/65564_155385714494118_100000680727909_313052_1808076_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64887_155385891160767_100000680727909_313063_6898917_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64807_155385764494113_100000680727909_313054_2633912_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64610_155385767827446_100000680727909_313055_4171699_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64308_155385981160758_100000680727909_313067_5435960_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ivan caught in act again :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64050_155385887827434_100000680727909_313062_4223974_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love this !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/59683_155386041160752_100000680727909_313070_2586017_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peektures of my pretty girlfriends once more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/59609_155386037827419_100000680727909_313069_1187913_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/58088_155385854494104_100000680727909_313060_6351124_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAD HAPPY. MAD LOVE. MAD NIGHT. MAD ACCOMPANY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/46365_155385817827441_100000680727909_313058_6655659_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/40757_155385984494091_100000680727909_313068_2244806_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/37951_441100397191_698632191_5064365_3959417_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How can we forget my favourite pose, RAWK ON ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like this full set of group peektures !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64032_482407181209_566536209_7297778_5119460_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64032_482407176209_566536209_7297777_8234707_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/64032_482407171209_566536209_7297776_4622101_n.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09062.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09061.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/DSC09060.jpg" width="420" height="350" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Judging from the massive uploads from the above, need me say more of how happy / bliss i was on my birthday night? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sincerely thank my girls from the bottom of my heart for taking precious time off from my time just to make this night memorable, celebrating birthday(s) for each of us, cutting birthday cakes, singing birthday song like an annual event..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many birthday(s) to come yes ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thankyou girls !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food was awesome. Company was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Laughters, smiles and photos were priceless and will always be a part of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'M OFFICIALLY 20 !&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/8789104800743807619-1233606142461299465?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1233606142461299465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1233606142461299465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1233606142461299465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1233606142461299465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/12/83-hitting-twenties.html' title='#83 Hitting the twenties!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/My%2020th%20Birthday/th_36069_155385771160779_100000680727909_313056_7324909_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-3174379817205247951</id><published>2010-12-08T22:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T22:20:11.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>#82 boo :(</title><content type='html'>Got this feelg like crap since last night, okay dokey need to get over this.&lt;br /&gt;need to head for a run tmrw night / morning like again dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't know how and where did i manage to grasp this motivation and drive to keep myself discipline to my routine like srsly.&lt;br /&gt;need to apply this to my studying routine as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually really keeping it good and obedient to it.&lt;br /&gt;run runn runnn more piggy von!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm craving for starbucks chocolate chip frappe. boo :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-3174379817205247951?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/3174379817205247951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=3174379817205247951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3174379817205247951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3174379817205247951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/12/82.html' title='#82 boo :('/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7246867171301401355</id><published>2010-12-06T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:43:31.266+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fitness'/><title type='text'>#81 routine exercise plan</title><content type='html'>hi hi hi hi readers! i'm back to update this mundane space of mine... haha!&lt;br /&gt;just completed a good 3k run and i'm satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;the kind of satisfaction and accomplishment i get from every run is still there!&lt;br /&gt;and still... the tummy hurting feelg is still there, but it's getting better wonder if it's normal and just natural for one to feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i shall discipline myself and stick to my strict exercising plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like an old lady la. back aching abs hurting, haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay i don't even have abs to start w but it just hurts every time i push myself to run too hard, but somehow we runners love this kinda pain and endurance because it makes you feel like you've pushed yourself which is good! WAY TO GO YVONNE ! I believe you can do it! ahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a good 2.8k morning run w Best Best, so glad that I can push her to run and when I see her running her best I feel so elated in my heart too! :D&lt;br /&gt;So happy to push her! I know Besty is not a running person but I manage to somehow change her, and i hope it'll go on even without me which is what she has been doing lately!&lt;br /&gt;I feel so guilty at times when I'm so reluctant to get up to run! It's her who has been motivating me!&lt;br /&gt;I shall force myself to do a 5k sunday morning run from now and run thrice a week at least 3k and get my body to clock 5k run and get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i. need. to. force. myself. to. do. this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym in betw. will help too! and i wld love it! =)&lt;br /&gt;I'm lovin' exercising lately, frankly speaking i used to hate exercising when i was in secondary school, haha! so unbelivable me.&lt;br /&gt;i used to hate training for netball thrice a week and i freaking look like a bagala which all my classmates agreed!! and even made comments about us, netballers.&lt;br /&gt;even my mum my dad said so, even my brother.&lt;br /&gt;that was my black(est) moment of my life manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then... my love for swimming and running blossom with my wonderful lifesaving teammates whom brought me back to lovin' exercising. and i thank them for bringing me thus far, without 'dem i wouldn't have push myself this far and without them i won't have such great and wonderful companion for swim trng, run trng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercising is slowly become part of me, being part of what i enjoy doing, what makes me alive other than dancing. =)&lt;br /&gt;so glad that i'm actually exercising thrice/four times a week (!!)&lt;br /&gt;yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7246867171301401355?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7246867171301401355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7246867171301401355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7246867171301401355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7246867171301401355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/12/81-routine-exercise-plan.html' title='#81 routine exercise plan'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-249661479687754622</id><published>2010-11-22T20:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:34:30.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><title type='text'>#80 From Zero to Hero - My Driving Instructor ;)</title><content type='html'>Hahahha, okay I'm supposed to blog but I kept drifting away...&lt;br /&gt;As you can see from my title head, you roughly know this blog post is dedicated to!&lt;br /&gt;Awww. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right rightt righttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tough times like now, I need to sail thru;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From playing toy cars on road maps with roads, shopping malls to parking lots to playing toy car parking with my cuzzies when we were little, to being cheeky and always climbing from the back seat of my daddy's car when i was small to the driver's seat secretly whenever i had chance when my daddy left me alone in the car, I was a happy little girl. Playing on the steering wheel not exactly knowing what I've just did to mischieviously sounding the horn whenever i had the chance to press on it and there goes my daddy. ;)&lt;br /&gt;I was sucha cute little one, ain't i? Hahahahha, okay that's not the point of my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was once a failure in driving manual cars, car stalled for countless times.&lt;br /&gt;I was once a crybaby, thinking to myself I'll never be able to drive a manual car, yet I was so so angry and furious with myself, thinking why can others do it and I can't? Is this even a guy's thing? No way even so. never ever. can i step on the pedal and go. I was very close to giving it up. I blamed myself countless times, placed ultimate stress on myself for every lesson i went to. but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the day i meet my 2nd instructor, he brought hope into me. Still remembering my first lesson, I couldn't even do a u-turn? This is how bad I'm. Nevertheless, he was very very fierce. He was harsh to me, he scolded me, he was fierce, he said I was useless, stupid and should just give up driving, once and for all, and not even drive an auto car. He tried to make me give up, feel the worst. I had tears in my eyes refusing to fall to prove him wrong. I wanted to prove him wrong so badly. for all the harsh words he had used to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The fact&lt;/strong&gt; is he actually meant no harm from within his heart and I wronged him which I felt really really guilty. &lt;em&gt;He actually cares a lot for me. :) &lt;/em&gt;I was so touched during tonight's lesson and prolly the last week I'll spend w him before my TP. I hope I can pass because I don't want to let him down (and myself), I don't want to let his hopes on me to crash, I want him to be proud of me. No stress no stress on my TP pwease. I cld easily be his worst student he has ever taught (so not shy to admit over here) Nonetheless, he said 'I'm his favourite girl. :)' really feel like crying when i was in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, he's more than just a driving instructor to me. He slowly grew to be someone close to my heart. So dear, that once I pass my TP I hope he can be my first passenger ! (Tho' I know he'll say 'Nah, I don't want to bei ni xia si ah ! ) Hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From zero to hero; he has made of me&lt;/strong&gt;. And I owe him to what I stand today.&lt;br /&gt;From someone who doesn't dare to step on the pedal to accelerate to someone who dares to speed.&lt;br /&gt;Some times I wish I cld show my emotions out, I'll try my best to, for him, for everyone who loves me. I'm trying hard to and I hope y'all can take time and be patience on me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen myself grow, and changed. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-249661479687754622?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/249661479687754622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=249661479687754622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/249661479687754622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/249661479687754622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/11/80-from-zero-to-hero-my-driving.html' title='#80 From Zero to Hero - My Driving Instructor ;)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6106333429268685241</id><published>2010-11-09T21:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T21:13:29.022+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>#79 It's a brand new week!</title><content type='html'>Gah! Feelg so drained out right now.&lt;br /&gt;that i can't get my mind right.&lt;br /&gt;six hours of double lectures straight two days. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my mind right.&lt;br /&gt;driving is cominggggg. this is one of life's cruical times when i need a lot of support. :)&lt;br /&gt;i'll definitely sail thru' this! i hopeeeeeeeeee! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookg forward to work!&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou dears for the advertorial clicks! it did helped, clickkkk moreeeeee loves! ;D&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6106333429268685241?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6106333429268685241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6106333429268685241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6106333429268685241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6106333429268685241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/11/79-its-brand-new-week.html' title='#79 It&apos;s a brand new week!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7238693619972252603</id><published>2010-11-04T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T14:25:10.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>#78 So long dear.</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. i know it has been longgggg super long since i last really posted on this space of mine and i'ma feelg really guilty about it.&lt;br /&gt;Here is the little space where i used to convey my thoughts and yet i haven't been updating lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy and stressed up these days and I believe this stress level is going to build up as times goes.&lt;br /&gt;Some times I feel so stressed up within me, I feel like breaking down and cry in my office. It's that bad when emotions starts to build up. I like and want to look strong only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hard to try to juggle betw. Work &amp;amp; School really.&lt;br /&gt;I had a lot. But every time I feel like giving up, I tell myself it's time for me to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;I can do it. I need to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'ma not a rich girl that waits to be wait upon, there's no one to wait on me or be waited on.&lt;br /&gt;I work for myself and it has always been the case. I don't depend on no one but my own.&lt;br /&gt;I spend my own income. It's this simple.&lt;br /&gt;It's tough but I have to tell myself to keep on going. I need that endurance and perservance. And this is also the time I realised I needed so much support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleagues have been really supportive that some days I really felt like just giving it up and quit. Call it off the game. But every time my colleagues are so dear to me, I can't bear to leave it anymore. Really, the first time I feel so attached I felt like crying when my ex-colleague was leaving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be reliance at times. And I got to admit this to myself. I'm not afraid of letting anyone else knows about this. Even my instructor says so. He says I'm blur like sotong, too reliance, pampered at times, slow reaction. This bad.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful to him because he did not give up on me like my first instructor.&lt;br /&gt;He was the one who made me mastered half clutch. I used to feel very very terrible when I was with my very first instructor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My instructor today is really good, he's really patient w me. I'm thankful for having him. He was the one who did not give up on when I feel like giving up on myself at times. There were times when I felt like giving up and just break down and cry in the car. There were also many classes when he scolded and shouted at me that I felt so much to just whack the wheel and cry and just tell him I-want-to-give-up-okay-i-quit-learning. But I beared w it, I held back my tears real hard it was fighting to roll down my cheeks. I told myself I cannot let the tears drop. Then I'll turn to friends to tell them how bad and demoralised i felt...&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday my instructor praised me finally. He said he felt that effort that I was putting in, so hard to try to master every single thing he taught me to. I know my TP is nearing. If I don't help myself, then who would? No one, I know how badly I WANT MY LICENSE.&lt;br /&gt;It's tough to fight within my mind to attend driving after a long day in school i cld barely concentrate on the roads. I'll continue to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dexter is motivating me so much these days. He gives me the drive and punch in life.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;Shall start my training plan back soon, I feel really really very unhealthy these days.&lt;br /&gt;Mon - gym after work. Tue - dance class. Thur - swim &amp;amp; run trng. Hope everything runs well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to update more from now on!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting more of my thoughts here. :)&lt;br /&gt;Good'night darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7238693619972252603?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7238693619972252603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7238693619972252603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7238693619972252603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7238693619972252603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/11/78-so-long-dear.html' title='#78 So long dear.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7862114357475036645</id><published>2010-10-23T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T14:25:28.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><title type='text'>#77 Driving</title><content type='html'>Need to start on my thesis soon. I'm feelg so tired right now, out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more fooling around for the next four months.&lt;br /&gt;The haze is getting so bad, i can't do running. ):&lt;br /&gt;retail therapy online is so tempting (!!) No Vonn No, you needa control !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I went Running on thursday night @ friggin' 9pm alone, one round SP.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, i swear it was quite scary..&lt;br /&gt;and the haze was pretty bad. got scolding from Be for like urm, exercising ?! hahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and I've to really thank her for her encouraging sms(es) when i feel so down because of driving and her motivation that drives me on mentally, i need that. ):&lt;br /&gt;you have to believe that only when you're in it, or that you've been thru' it before, you know it better than anyone else. how tough it can be.&lt;br /&gt;every lesson never fail to make me feel demoralised and depressed like 'm i really that... Bad driver?!&lt;br /&gt;some times i don't even feel like asking / clarifying my doubts but yes i know i'm paying for every single lesson i go for. that makes me even more... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And every single lesson, i hate it when drivers overtake me from behind and they sound their horn on me.&lt;br /&gt;srsly. makes me feel more dishearten only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7862114357475036645?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7862114357475036645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7862114357475036645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7862114357475036645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7862114357475036645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/10/driving.html' title='#77 Driving'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6413816046401088345</id><published>2010-10-15T13:20:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T19:53:43.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spls'/><title type='text'>#75 SPLS CHALET 2010</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, right now I'm extremely drained-out from last night's craze &amp;amp; fun.&lt;br /&gt;I swear it was so much of helluva fun, for me at least. :)&lt;br /&gt;heehee, it was fun hopping around cars &amp;amp; scooter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i like the scooter part best. i really felt like standing and putting up my both hands in the air lorh. but i was damn scared, haha! but least i didn't grab hard on kj, hahahahaha partly 'cause i don't wana lose face know + act cool but i was a lil' scared to admit.&lt;br /&gt;so, during the ride at the tunnel was OMG HOT, then out of the tunnel it was OMG COLD.&lt;br /&gt;I SWEAR I WAS FREEZING. i was literally shivering.&lt;br /&gt;but it was cool cool, driving at close to 50-70km/hr i supposed?&lt;br /&gt;it feels really different and intense compared to you sitting inside the car, the cold wind was /m\ !! Lovin' it and for one moment, i was tempted to go take bike license. haha!&lt;br /&gt;but my mom'll prolly kill me for dat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I'm lookin' forward to Night Safari Halloween Horrors + Anticipation of Murray's comeback!&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting, my chalet stay up the next. :) i hope it will be just as good or even better!&lt;br /&gt;I need to pass my TP in-time and get more cars this time round so we can go play racing!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA, NAH I'M JUST KIDDING.&lt;br /&gt;DAYTONA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been playing a lil' too much, it's time to put it a stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's now the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru' Oct.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'll do a more detailed post when the time comes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I needa run this sunday morning. i need the morning breeze! HOLA.&lt;br /&gt;FOR NOW, I JUST WANT TO SLEEEEEEP. BUT I KNOW I CAN'T. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post, Bye readers! &lt;strong&gt;Love much, v.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6413816046401088345?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6413816046401088345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6413816046401088345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6413816046401088345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6413816046401088345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/10/75-spls-chalet-2010.html' title='#75 SPLS CHALET 2010'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7365732479343118202</id><published>2010-10-13T10:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T10:53:32.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesdays are pure'/><title type='text'>#75 Hello World!</title><content type='html'>I suddenly realised I have yet to do a proper post on my diving trip!&lt;br /&gt;My finances are running fast, haha!&lt;br /&gt;With so much shoppppeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7365732479343118202?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7365732479343118202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7365732479343118202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7365732479343118202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7365732479343118202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/10/75-hello-world.html' title='#75 Hello World!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7230580126142108004</id><published>2010-10-10T20:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:52:01.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#74 Hi my readers!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to blogginggggg, it's been so friggin' long i know!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. it's like rotting. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, School has started for me!&lt;br /&gt;And so has Work been continuing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss has been very nice to me, both of them. And somehow I was very elated, when they pop me the news that they likes me and wants me to continue w 'dem.&lt;br /&gt;It really warms my heart.&lt;br /&gt;MD bought me two huge packets of choco biscuits :)&lt;br /&gt;that adds up to my chocolate junkfood collection on my desk already.&lt;br /&gt;and i really have a lot of food on my desk that you really don't wana know... it's taking up way too much space!&lt;br /&gt;I should really start packing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a really happier note, I might be going Genting for a short break on the Halloween weekend.&lt;br /&gt;And, ship freight-ing back Taiwan cup noodles by the help of Clifford (!!)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Elincia &amp;amp; Ver. :)&lt;br /&gt;so much raving about how good taiwan cup noodles are makes me excited like a little kid opening presents when i was small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at Sydney, brings tears to my eyes, like wth?&lt;br /&gt;Why 'm i even crying?! Gosh. Ask myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some thoughts are just not meant to be posted on Twitter still since....&lt;br /&gt;I feel that Blogging is still much more of a routine or rather something very attached to me.&lt;br /&gt;Say that I dislike changes, yeah. I don't really like them. I don't like to adapt to changes, I like things being attached me to.&lt;br /&gt;I like things status quo.&lt;br /&gt;Say I'm what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm an introvert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I cld take a chance on you, I wld prolly ask you one qn 'Why are you so basket?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kind of regretted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to go overseas now, I have no idea why but I just feel like leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Should I opt to go London in my year3? I really wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7230580126142108004?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7230580126142108004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7230580126142108004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7230580126142108004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7230580126142108004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi-my-readers.html' title='#74 Hi my readers!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8947305834260997086</id><published>2010-09-26T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T21:22:18.937+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#73 Love like this</title><content type='html'>1) I can't wait to do my nails on Wed, which I found a super good manicurist recommended by my dearest work partner. :) she was really really nice and helpful to me in seeking pretty &amp;amp; beautiful nails for my upcoming birthday! She's really really good, I like almost all her nail designs, they're all irresistably pretty! Will post up pics of mine after I done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I bought/designed/asked for my own wordings on my own cake today. Like mad girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I wonder if my bet w Besty who'll win. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lovelovelovelovelove ultimate.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8947305834260997086?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8947305834260997086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8947305834260997086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8947305834260997086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8947305834260997086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/73-love-like-this.html' title='#73 Love like this'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1810186390116773555</id><published>2010-09-25T08:26:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T12:57:57.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='besty love'/><title type='text'>#72 Besty's 19th Birthday Bash - We Were In California!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Themed : We Were In California!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahha. Okay, this post came uber late, but here it is!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, firstly I dress her up first! Looking so hip &amp;amp; pweety HOT PINK! MY FAVVVVV. (;&lt;br /&gt;Like some Japanese Street Girl right? ahahahha. can go japan liao, ready let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06352.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here's ver ver..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06353.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver teasing her again, and she don't know anything! good time to 'sabo' her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 504px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06354.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indulging in her music part I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06355.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indulging in her music part II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 485px; HEIGHT: 356px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06357.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty! My creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06358.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blindfolds offfffffffffff! State of blurblur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06361.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06364.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her happy face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06365.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing her 19th b'day present, HOT PINK AGN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06366.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring our long-term vip guest, SIA DIAYU! ;D (i rmbr we were trying to snap photos of her in dempsey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 464px; HEIGHT: 350px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06367.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;amp;J's at Dempsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 476px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06368.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 473px; HEIGHT: 366px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06369.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our spread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 457px; HEIGHT: 308px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06371.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing us again. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06372.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One group picccccccc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 461px; HEIGHT: 346px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06373.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beri Cuteiiscxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06374.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a huge spread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 335px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06375.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside Dempsey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 432px; HEIGHT: 386px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06377.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Drools!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 441px; HEIGHT: 408px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06379.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome cheese fries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 437px; HEIGHT: 379px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06381.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot wings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 428px; HEIGHT: 310px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06383.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06384.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 443px; HEIGHT: 361px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06385.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06386.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threesome shots. :) Featuring Elincia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06388.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06389.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06390.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this whole series of pics thou' it was a lil' blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06391.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06392.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06393.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06394.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY-YAYNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06395.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06396.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring MJ rocking the show! Special guest for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 454px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06397.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06398.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06402.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT. when i was in jan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06403.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big 'n small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06404.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wo ai tai mei. hen mei! kawaii~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06405.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally sisters-alike! (SCARY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06406.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you guys are curious how much we spent in total for all the food, here's a snap-shot of our receipt :) their spaghetti was good! Worth the try if i did not rmbr wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06408.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver for the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06410-1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diayu damn scared of Ivan's driving skills haha. actually we were all very scared (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 438px; HEIGHT: 351px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06412.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 444px; HEIGHT: 355px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06414.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 420px; HEIGHT: 364px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06415.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 418px; HEIGHT: 365px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06416.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we left Dempesy, for seek of Marina Barrage!! Credits all to driver, TPY. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 437px; HEIGHT: 376px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06418.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06419.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another yummylicious cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06420.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unique way of blowing candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06421.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06422.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06423.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06424.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06425.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06426.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06427.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL SMILES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06428.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06429.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All get ready, candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 441px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06430.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, all our hairrrrrrrrrrrr flewwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 444px; HEIGHT: 374px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06431.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special guest presentation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06432.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06433.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Drools to the cakeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06439.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06440.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06441.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out their generous serving of fudge on top. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06442.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06443.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06444.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06446.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diayu's manner of eating cake, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06447.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell me you're not drooling over this, super soft famous grandma's fudge cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06448.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06449.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we packed up for one more last round of photo-taking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06450.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06451.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we started going crazy, with the series of i-don't-know-what-we-were-trying-to-do-pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06471-1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06477.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06478.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06483.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06485.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06486.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06487.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06489.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were we so engrossed 'n hyped over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06490.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06493.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W SIA DIAYU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 363px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06494-2.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06495.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diayu caught forever on her iphone (!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 286px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/DSC06480.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the end of the whole photo galore! Hahahahha, hope you enjoyed it veh much. It took so much pain to just mega upload these series of huge MB photos from my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some videos that we took but i guess it's better for self-consumption, hahahahahhas. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1810186390116773555?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1810186390116773555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1810186390116773555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1810186390116773555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1810186390116773555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/72-bestys-19th-birthday-bash-we-were-in.html' title='#72 Besty&apos;s 19th Birthday Bash - We Were In California!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Besty%2019th/th_DSC06352.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4942117530941335638</id><published>2010-09-21T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T22:05:14.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuesdays are skyblue'/><title type='text'>#71 Stay tuned</title><content type='html'>Stay tuned for Image-Heavy uploads from now on. :)&lt;br /&gt;Getting kinda bored w all the wordy posts, and I bet everyone's complaining 'bout it!&lt;br /&gt;And all the emotions setbacks, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, can't wait for tom manz!&lt;br /&gt;And and and, I need to get many pretty dresses.&lt;br /&gt;Aww, my eyes are in for a feast! So yummylicious dresses upcoming (hehehehe, i hope i get 'dem! before next week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves aplenty.&lt;br /&gt;Work tom tom tom. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4942117530941335638?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4942117530941335638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4942117530941335638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4942117530941335638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4942117530941335638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/71-stay-tuned.html' title='#71 Stay tuned'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5049354173266025735</id><published>2010-09-20T19:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:23:22.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays are blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school times'/><title type='text'>#70 No more Monday Blues from now on!</title><content type='html'>Hiak hiak hiak hiak hiak, Uni has officially started/kicked in today for meeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Although this sounds really un-fun because all the poly people has just started their vacations and partay-ing so hard but I'm starting School at this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, I've missed my Books for a lot, or rather a longggg while.&lt;br /&gt;Since like I graduated in March was it?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't much touch my books except for my bridging exams that i thought i cld still do a little bit more better but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I kicked into my first class w Yile and bumping into my two clubbing mates, hahas!&lt;br /&gt;It was a whole lot of coincidence and fate totally.&lt;br /&gt;Pbf was quite straining on my brain cells and I was totally taking down notes writing since the start till the end of the class, my head is forever down looking at my notes and to the screen to the lecturer and nowhere else.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I've been seeking for the passion of learning, and I hope it comes back to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FR Lecturer was awesomely great! I love him! Totally.&lt;br /&gt;He made my day perfect and brought so much laughter into his class and I enjoy being in his class, that's what makes me the happiest! Never like a lecture so much even in Poly! Omg, I can see many arrows gona shoot at me this weekend, hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;it was particularly the same subject somehow i did in poly but idk why i like my current so much?&lt;br /&gt;You know I truly believe in a good lecturer that makes learning so much more fruitful and fun.&lt;br /&gt;That's an impartial lecturer too. No lecturer has yet to crack me up so much, and also han ai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esp. the story of the Monkey and the coconut.&lt;br /&gt;Monkey is classified under the IFRS 16 : Plant, Property, Equipment (because it helped to pluck the coconut, it's an equipment hahahahah)&lt;br /&gt;Fair market value? Depreication? Useful life? Impairment? Big joke!&lt;br /&gt;I wld luv to rmbr all his jokes and share it w my poly-mates. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IFRS 2 : Inventories (coconut)&lt;br /&gt;Coconut in the midst of dropping (?!) wait for 3 secs, and it'll become IFRS 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wished to enjoy good ice-cream w my bunch of girls and touring France, probably let's plan a graduation trip to there yes?. :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait patiently for this day to come. :) and work hard for this two years to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still unable to find the perfect dress ):&lt;br /&gt;should i make do w something else instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes, something's been bothering me lately. sighh.&lt;br /&gt;why oh why. maybe i had been taking things too hard, oh well.&lt;br /&gt;take it easy v. just be yourself. don't lose it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5049354173266025735?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5049354173266025735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5049354173266025735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5049354173266025735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5049354173266025735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/71-no-more-monday-blues-from-now-on.html' title='#70 No more Monday Blues from now on!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8390606633022853013</id><published>2010-09-19T14:36:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:22:49.704+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#69</title><content type='html'>Maybe I should really watch what I'm typing over this space.&lt;br /&gt;But I really don't wana care anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so why are you who you are now.&lt;br /&gt;I totally hate to tell myself this. But I need to believe.&lt;br /&gt;All these shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's making me feel so screwed-up.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I'll still stay strong and positive for everyday in September&lt;em&gt; (only).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8390606633022853013?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8390606633022853013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8390606633022853013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8390606633022853013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8390606633022853013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/70.html' title='#69'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5205769275139979936</id><published>2010-09-17T09:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:22:59.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true friends like this'/><title type='text'>#68 Friendship hard to seek</title><content type='html'>Hehehehehe, I'm so happy. I love mornings just looking at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I haven't been even on-ing my computer this week since the start of this week 'cause I was really really really really so busy to this extend that I just caught my fav. 9pm ch8 show (Lawyers are really charming) and just zonked out on my bed releasing some stress by playing some games on my itouch and I just K.O. on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so scary, I didn't even had that for my previous job, I had all the time in the world for myself and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Probably I was also catching up w my usual girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days back, Be dated me out for lunch one good evening 'cause you know... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I got so excited I was like jumping around in my office can't wait for Lunch-time.&lt;br /&gt;It was like my first time going out to eat, taking a cab some more! hahas!&lt;br /&gt;We went Holland V. it was very impromtu because I was quite bored so I started exploring the street directory looking at what places are central for us! 'cause we totally need that in future.&lt;br /&gt;so yep! I found it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be introduced me this uber nice Ipoh Hor Fun store! It was just like restaurant but at super afforadable prices! so double-yay right! so thanks so much for her good recommendation :)&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed maself very much during the Lunch to the extent that I did not feel that I had wasted my 10 over bucks cab fare just back and fro.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was my first experience having ipoh hor fun can you believe it?! Da'friend I had ipoh hor fun w, don't laugh! hahahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;it was really good and i'll definitely go back for it, be it w my colleagues or friends.&lt;br /&gt;i was like harping on how good it was when i came back, hahahaha totally not guilty at all :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be has always been a really good &amp;amp; nice friend for me, we fork out time for really mini catch-ups and i appreciate it a lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I never fail to share w her every sorrows, happiness or etc. and she too share her worries w me.&lt;br /&gt;we can totally talk about anything under the sun and i really appreciate and 'm thankful for her.&lt;br /&gt;I can always share w her w my thoughts about future, plans, etc.&lt;br /&gt;She'll always be there giving me her piece of thoughts too, that enlightens me 'cause i've never thought about it at times. Her bestest opinions as well.&lt;br /&gt;She makes me &lt;em&gt;Stop &amp;amp; Stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Thanks for everything :)&lt;br /&gt;Long-live our friendship!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to start in a bit, now it's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;stop all fun, hit the books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5205769275139979936?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5205769275139979936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5205769275139979936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5205769275139979936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5205769275139979936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/69-friendship-hard-to-seek.html' title='#68 Friendship hard to seek'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7450173891334906947</id><published>2010-09-14T15:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:23:09.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tuesdays are skyblue'/><title type='text'>#67 Work oh work</title><content type='html'>Omg, I'm feelg so tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, every time I go out and chill after my work ends I get really exhausted and drained the next working day, why oh why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to do the same thing a few months back and I weren't that tired?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should sleep a little earlier and what's worst I'm waking up a little later now as compared to my previous job that starts at friggin' 8am but now that it is further my workplace that is.&lt;br /&gt;Eyecandy ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work work work work work is all that I'm dedicated to.&lt;br /&gt;First up event this friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the Junkfood man comes soon and perk up my day HAHAHAHAHHA :D&lt;br /&gt;Vampires Suck was awfully lame last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is ranting-out dinner w Karyn! ;D ;D ;D NONG TIME NO SEE.&lt;br /&gt;We used to see each other everyday back then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7450173891334906947?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7450173891334906947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7450173891334906947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7450173891334906947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7450173891334906947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/68-work-oh-work.html' title='#67 Work oh work'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5068772829007262438</id><published>2010-09-12T21:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:21:53.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#66</title><content type='html'>Now I can truly understand why we can't even be friends.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt, Love makes you feel good. Love makes you feel like you're in sky high.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm equally on sky high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean that I do not believe in this thing called Love.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not conquer all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5068772829007262438?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5068772829007262438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5068772829007262438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5068772829007262438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5068772829007262438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/67.html' title='#66'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8320849978513724567</id><published>2010-09-11T19:10:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:21:40.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><title type='text'>#65 Thanks for completing my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;HI HI HI HI HI HI HI EVERYBODY! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to update my lifeeeeeeeeeeeeee. omgoodness awesomeness. haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been pretty good and naise i wld say. Peaceful, fun, BOOMZ.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm missing out a lot on KTV. ): it's been so long since i last K w wl &amp;amp; bel.&lt;br /&gt;missed those days of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So days past by working my arse off. But I like my job, and i have passion in it. :)&lt;br /&gt;it's all that matters right? Being happy at what you're doing, but you know some times it sucks. haha. but i like entertainment sector. being in it, being part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to catch Elva WOW Concert a week back, and i thought it was great! Okay, maybe 'cause I am her little fan since like ten years ago? So I pretty much know what she was singing. but it was kind of dull in betw. However my two bosses didn't much enjoy it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I call them my two bosses. So I enjoy singing, dancing along w her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much updating my life in office. Oh yes and we had&lt;em&gt; The Patissier&lt;/em&gt; cakes! Very very very very very nice French desserts. Life's like heaven, haha.&lt;br /&gt;I ate a lot of cakes! And Yanyan's cake last night was awesome much too!&lt;br /&gt;I like it! Although it was from neighbourhood but I think naise leh! Yan yan next time I buy from you gimme discount okay.&lt;br /&gt;And I foresee I'll pretty much be going in and out of serangoon pretty much often from now onwards since I'm thinking of taking bus 81 to work nao. Time for a change of route. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'll stick to my job for a good nong nong time. :)&lt;br /&gt;It was like god-sent 2 two weeks ago i supposed? You never fail to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week was very happening! W my two babies. ahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;We caught The Expendables?! Like omg. The bass, the guns, the bombs, the killings.&lt;br /&gt;They had botak. And milk tea (!!) I want my milkshake still.&lt;br /&gt;We met up right after the next day to have some impromtu running (?!?!) and poolside partay.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. very fun indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 4.72k was scary enough.&lt;br /&gt;so damn dark, but yan yan was there to pace me. :) okay i think i'm a burden.&lt;br /&gt;it's been so long since i last ran so long okay, wo lao le and the youngsters nowadays really ah. haha. don't wait for lao ren one.&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks back the longest i ran was like only one round of school?&lt;br /&gt;that was like 3.2 only then i was on the verge of giving up.&lt;br /&gt;but i like running, i want to find back that lovin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then afterwhich that buffet king want to gym, then okay lorh. his ti pan leh, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;i can say no meh?! so i watched that two babies do their gym, then i got bored playing with that yoga ball until buffet king asked me why m i not doing anything. then okay lorh, went to explore around and did some weights-lifting, ahhahaha. so clumsy. i did something stupid, YY also do before lorh. aiyah, blame who? the gym lah!! school gym don't have that stupid thing leh.&lt;br /&gt;the wonder i was thinking why 1 so heavy one. cannot even pull down. so ps when people peek at my muscles, ahahahha. don't drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like 30 mins or so gym, 20 mins of run? like continuous run. so proud of myself. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;i finally did it w the help of the babies?!?!&lt;br /&gt;So sad, Stingray going to China soon. Sobzx. Nehmind, we shall intrude his place using his password w YY.&lt;br /&gt;actually i thought my legs are gona ache this morning, but hmm. no leh, is it because YY and buffet king are gods?! I THINK SO.&lt;br /&gt;in the past, i swam then ran. the next morning, totally can die. i thought this one quite xiong liao, hahaha. need to keep up my running tomorrow! way to go yvonne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming weekend is gona rock too 'cause they'll be done w their EXAMS! And I'll be starting my School. :z&lt;br /&gt;Wth? God'damn, my vacations are coming to an end! ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm a really forgetful person so I keep an organizer w me, so friends please don't laugh at me. when i have notes all over the place, here there everywhere !&lt;br /&gt;but i still can forget things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Siti's Raya Open House yesterday afternoon too!&lt;br /&gt;Had a great time catching-up w the girls. I miss poly, and I guess everyone misses it, but Life's... have to move on. )= but that'll NOT break our bond!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my life now.&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be greedy and be contented w what I own now, because I really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just threw away food, because I think I'm too sinful.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like a sinner, because cambodia kids don't have that much food they can enjoy. ):&lt;br /&gt;if possible, i want to go back to cambodia again. despite the mozzies and lizzards, i still want to go back, but much more GEARED UP! And do my part for them again.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the kids already.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the simple life i used to have over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When sugarcane juice could bring me so much joy.&lt;br /&gt;And I miss travelling! I miss so many things! But what's the more I miss? My friends, my family.&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys so much. If you're reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to pack my room again! And photos!!&lt;br /&gt;i kept thinking today's sunday or smthg hahahhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8320849978513724567?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8320849978513724567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8320849978513724567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8320849978513724567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8320849978513724567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/67-thanks-for-completing-my-life.html' title='#65 Thanks for completing my life.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-2678395631689228666</id><published>2010-09-09T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:21:27.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#64 Dreams</title><content type='html'>Things do not always go your way.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are not all meant to realise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-2678395631689228666?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/2678395631689228666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=2678395631689228666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2678395631689228666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2678395631689228666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/65-dreams.html' title='#64 Dreams'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8084371735429339774</id><published>2010-09-09T12:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:21:15.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursdays are rainbow'/><title type='text'>#63 It's a public holiday tomorrow!</title><content type='html'>Aiyoh my blog is rotting and i haven't been updating much lately.&lt;br /&gt;thou' i had one free off-day which was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i spent my entire day resting and packing my room which is only 1/4 done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the midst of transferring all photos too but i'm so lazy to get myself movin' to update them on this space over here!&lt;br /&gt;it feels really good to have calender planned out fully for this month! the feelg is just so awesome! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i wana have a many people party! &gt;): hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update most likely this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;I need a puff-up run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note : Lawyers are so charming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8084371735429339774?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8084371735429339774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8084371735429339774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8084371735429339774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8084371735429339774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/64-its-public-holiday-tomorrow.html' title='#63 It&apos;s a public holiday tomorrow!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6307797533554236978</id><published>2010-09-03T22:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T21:21:04.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><title type='text'>#62 The best part of it all is always taking lovely pictures with all the darlings, cakes and cards.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;It is good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always feel good. I had sucha fun time replying twiny's sms this afternoon and i bet she feels the same way too. :) we're like two crazy women.&lt;br /&gt;it felt so nice when people remember! :) :) :) love you twiny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to Besty to pre-book. It's the first time she's bringing me out, so so so where is she bringing me to?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhmm, maybe I'll hope for this year; Simple, Good, &lt;em&gt;maybe &lt;/em&gt;Best.&lt;br /&gt;I totally feel that this year is a Lousy but Lucky year, wth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only hope nothing screws up. &lt;em&gt;anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or rather, I stop screwing myself up.&lt;br /&gt;I just bought something unique for myself!&lt;br /&gt;And I had an advanced gift from Mum &amp;amp; Dad. smthg i wanted so badly two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;whoohoo! but not quite excited, hahaha idk why so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Embrace Life, love. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6307797533554236978?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6307797533554236978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6307797533554236978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6307797533554236978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6307797533554236978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/63-best-part-of-it-all-is-always-taking.html' title='#62 The best part of it all is always taking lovely pictures with all the darlings, cakes and cards.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-6906054695698077673</id><published>2010-09-02T20:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:00:08.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursdays are rainbow'/><title type='text'>#61 I don't know why but I just feel inferior.</title><content type='html'>I'ma feelg so tired right now my eyes are just gona shut anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-6906054695698077673?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/6906054695698077673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=6906054695698077673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6906054695698077673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/6906054695698077673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/61-i-dont-know-why-but-i-just-feel.html' title='#61 I don&apos;t know why but I just feel inferior.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-164858250565968848</id><published>2010-09-01T11:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T11:51:09.853+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesdays are pure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='concerts'/><title type='text'>#60 The reasons why September is the best month of the year, always. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hip hip horray! It's my 60th post on this new url! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC08547.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm kicking into September w Elva Hsiao! :D :D :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, earliest and bestest present given to me by my colleague yesterday afternoon before i officially kicked into Sept (it feels extremely extraordinary good), thank you so much my dear.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be my virgin music concert, Can you even believe this?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;And the earliest birthday wishes were probably from the different membership cards, haha! Telling you you've got so much birthday treats wrapped up for you, Lolololol.&lt;br /&gt;Life's this perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe, and I want to enjoy tonight. :)&lt;br /&gt;2 club parties, 1 club invites this september.&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT CAN'T WAIT, till I retire Clubbing this September, bidding goodbye for the last.&lt;br /&gt;And I meant it! (I hope)&lt;br /&gt;Let's all have fun before Uni officially starts End'Sept for me! (What a time but &gt;):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'MA GOING FOR CHOCOLATE BUFFFFFFFFEEEEEEEI with Barbarella Posh Beckham cum Dylan Lamborghini Ong, how cool is that! Awesomexzxzxz ttm uh.&lt;br /&gt;I'll ask him to showcast me how to drink chocolate from the fountain, hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Since he's soooooo comedy. :)&lt;br /&gt;I hope I laugh till I accidentendly spit chocolate on his face, hahaha. no lah, i'm just kidding omg! Imagine laughing with chocolate stuck in between your teeth, not very glam you see.&lt;br /&gt;Let's spam chocoate at Hilton!! That's so very un-glam. :/ i doubt you'll ever be glam w him ard, hmm. *Thinks hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate cakes, Chocolate drink, Chocolate fondue, Chocolate chocolate chocolate is &lt;strong&gt;Divine Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long ago, my dearest Mum sent my BB phone for some upgrading and yes it's back, prettier and chiioer! OMG. I'MA LOVIN' MY BB. BB ROCKS! BB IS THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't got a BB or change a BB, go get one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just wrote out my new Wants List, awaiting pay day patiently. :)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited!&lt;br /&gt;If only one day Tay Ping Hui opens my door for me while walking to my block, how perfect my Morning wld so be. I'm dreaming. He's so hot, hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I want to stop ruining my life w all these nonsense. &lt;em&gt;Just, stop it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat Deluna - Push Push&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-164858250565968848?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/164858250565968848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=164858250565968848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/164858250565968848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/164858250565968848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/09/60-reasons-why-september-is-best-month.html' title='#60 The reasons why September is the best month of the year, always. :)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-89677823228037361</id><published>2010-08-31T09:03:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T09:15:22.921+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='true friends like this'/><title type='text'>#59 Love you deepest down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;20th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Dearest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 513px; HEIGHT: 354px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Desktop.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't you like love me more now? You're featured on one post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahhahahaha, :) apparently this is the only photo I've captured during last sat's birthday celebration for her, all photos are w Birthday Girl (you see, Birthday Girl is the greatest shot, haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, love aplenty. Cut the crap short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here I'ma feelg so thankful that she's born into this beautiful world to have brought so much aplenty of joy, love, laughter &amp;amp; fun into my Life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she's turning 20 this yr! (oh my oh my, 21st in a bit!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm still young. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;standing on my 19's (like whoo)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm here to wish her Super Duper Happy Birthday (as happy as she is) and wishing her all the best to her uni life which is like starting in 2 days time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be there to give you all the support you need, so don't fret. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll always be there, girl. Will you? Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See youuuuuuu girl tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BANG BANG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moments of joy, anticipation &amp;amp; laughter we had shared is countless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How we go crazy over brands, sales and even milk tea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that can make us go wildddddd and scream, this kind of friend where to find? hehe, prolly once in a Lifetime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I appreciate every single thing you've done for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you so much (so many thank you(s) is never enough), as much as I love you, it's more than words cld say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We'll let the actions do the talking, hehe. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE YOU BIGGER THAN THE WORLD OKAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(familiar? :P)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you loads.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the best in every single thing you do, I'll always be there for you be it happiness or sorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(okay now this entire thing sounds like a wedding (weeding) vow to me, hahahaha)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is not meant to be funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-89677823228037361?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/89677823228037361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=89677823228037361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/89677823228037361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/89677823228037361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/59-love-you-deepest-down.html' title='#59 Love you deepest down.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5229526127454457629</id><published>2010-08-30T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T00:17:39.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthdays'/><title type='text'>#58 Happy Birthday Ah Fat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Darling. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; HEIGHT: 456px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC08502.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg i like her cakeeeee, so yummy yum yummm! *drools&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5229526127454457629?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5229526127454457629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5229526127454457629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5229526127454457629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5229526127454457629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/58-happy-birthday-ah-fat.html' title='#58 Happy Birthday Ah Fat!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4869824056906645064</id><published>2010-08-29T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:00:26.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#57 :)</title><content type='html'>Seen it all thru' you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I just did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4869824056906645064?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4869824056906645064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4869824056906645064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4869824056906645064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4869824056906645064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/58.html' title='#57 :)'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8666925717034194546</id><published>2010-08-28T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:00:18.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby can you tell me why'/><title type='text'>#56 I cannot be tamed</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm so excited for tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you just as excited as I do?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just so you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope so! :D&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY YAY.&lt;br /&gt;So many stuffs I'm so excited for.&lt;br /&gt;Especially today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTREMELY CHRIPY. BIG FAT WET KISS TO SEPTEMBER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8666925717034194546?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8666925717034194546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8666925717034194546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8666925717034194546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8666925717034194546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/56-i-cannot-be-tamed.html' title='#56 I cannot be tamed'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8990781605838982489</id><published>2010-08-27T22:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T22:00:08.560+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baby can you tell me why'/><title type='text'>#55 Unhappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I realised, this was not what i wanted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brisbane, I miss you. Where are you? Everyone seems to be back.&lt;br /&gt;I need to drive tomorrow morning, I need to hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was happy, that I had everything back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8990781605838982489?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8990781605838982489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8990781605838982489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8990781605838982489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8990781605838982489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/56-unhappy.html' title='#55 Unhappy'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4900105674714974387</id><published>2010-08-25T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T10:24:28.118+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesdays are pure'/><title type='text'>#54 ):</title><content type='html'>One of moment I was saying I like my job a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the drop side is....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be in high spirits today, I'm leaving work a lot earlier! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4900105674714974387?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4900105674714974387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4900105674714974387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4900105674714974387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4900105674714974387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/54.html' title='#54 ):'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4387314457917420875</id><published>2010-08-23T12:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T13:56:20.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays are blue'/><title type='text'>#53 Bad start</title><content type='html'>I'll blog about my Life soon.&lt;br /&gt;I've so much mixed feelings today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greet my Besty every morning w a good morning text, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite looking forward to this week's happenings! :)&lt;br /&gt;And I've got everything very much planned out, like things planned out and happening as it goes.&lt;br /&gt;It's going to Bel's last week of vacations! &gt;): but &gt;:) for her. :D&lt;br /&gt;Today shall be a good stay-home day to clear up some stuffs that I've been putting behind my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yepppp, Sat I had an awesome party w two good girls. :)&lt;br /&gt;Walked around and had great yong tau foo, i'm recently addicted to this sweet sauce of yong tau foooooooo, omg. NAISE.&lt;br /&gt;For twenty years of my life this is my first time tasting it! I always thought it looked awful, ahahhaha. Sterotype and as you know, Yvonne likes to smell things before tasting it!&lt;br /&gt;Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only once told R darl 'bout my FD dream but I doubt of realising it anyway anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;Demoralising.&lt;br /&gt;I wana spend the last week of Bel's vacations w her A.W.E.S.O.M.E.&lt;br /&gt;when her school officially starts for her, there's gona be a huge massive drop in meeting-ups. and so is my school. &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;Back to our usual.&lt;br /&gt;But hugs, this is not the end. :D&lt;br /&gt;2 more years! or 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Sunday morning I spent it w a big bang w Besty!&lt;br /&gt;We went to our 'usual' park we went since secondary school days to 'train' for our x-country, hahahha. and she always complain about her itchy legs.&lt;br /&gt;okay we shall change route some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;it's getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;it was a pretty good run just that halfway thru' 2.4 i realised i haven't ate any breakfast! and the pain came all back, overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;but i was pretty much okay after a while.&lt;br /&gt;and i realised i need to start running more! ALL THE FATS ARE ACCUMULATING.&lt;br /&gt;and to maintain slim legs is so tedious i feel like giving up. No pain no gain.&lt;br /&gt;but i like my legs being this way.&lt;br /&gt;so what to do? Exercise almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Is this a torture or a joy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching Full House, I feel even more motivated to run every morning.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that's being impossible, hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;But I really is determined for a good run whenever I can, probably every sun morning.&lt;br /&gt;Gona do it on Tuesday Thursday Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;Even thou' my legs are gona hurt but sooner or later it'll start to get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;I dream of doing this after I get married w my other half! W a dog w us too! haha. how cooll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how cld vin ran 20k continuously.&lt;br /&gt;running for an hour is already a bore, what's more 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, he ran in the morning and met me late evening and walked even more!&lt;br /&gt;to the extent that i felt sore on my legs, hahaha. imagine him, lol.&lt;br /&gt;totally take my hat off him already.&lt;br /&gt;most imptly, he finds it a joy to run. HAHAHA. wo yao si le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i looked fugly last morning, w my hair all bunned up. and hair-band, going to market to get breakfast, haha! omgosh. i only do such things w Besty. :)&lt;br /&gt;all oily, sweaty looking gross, GOOD JOB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Kfc lunch, time-check going 2pm.&lt;br /&gt;It's so sinful.&lt;br /&gt;I had so much food last night, and ate 2 mini magnum, not feelg guilty at all!&lt;br /&gt;my tummy's so big! need to run tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes and last night I was admiring Rain's dance move, he's really a great dancer!&lt;br /&gt;To sing and dance together is really not a simple task.&lt;br /&gt;and i heard his concert got sold out within seconds?! how is that possible.&lt;br /&gt;that if he were to come SG to perform, i'll be there to take up the most exp seat! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;now i know how it feels when i see my friends go for their fav. idols' concert.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. anticipating this day.&lt;br /&gt;Besty loves and adores his great bod. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know is going to be a sure-lose game, but I'm still going all out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4387314457917420875?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4387314457917420875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4387314457917420875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4387314457917420875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4387314457917420875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/53-bad-start.html' title='#53 Bad start'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4208853868810390499</id><published>2010-08-22T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T23:21:15.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drained'/><title type='text'>#52 Shag</title><content type='html'>Omg, I'm feelg so drained-out ttm right now.&lt;br /&gt;LG duty in the afternoon, gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired tired tired. tmrw's yet another work week.&lt;br /&gt;i foresee a pile of work for me tmrw morning on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;tata! good'night :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update and blog about my week soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have an exciting week to come! &gt;:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAYEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I luv Coleslaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4208853868810390499?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4208853868810390499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4208853868810390499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4208853868810390499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4208853868810390499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/52-shag.html' title='#52 Shag'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1636816481361067981</id><published>2010-08-20T11:18:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:49:28.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><title type='text'>#51 Company Business</title><content type='html'>Mhmm, right now I'm in the midst of prepartion of starting up my own business.&lt;br /&gt;Good friends of mine wld have known that I've always wanted to start my own business all these while but just finding the right partner and churning new ideas I can die.&lt;br /&gt;So I guess this holidays I shall put it to good use and think of nothing else but this.&lt;br /&gt;That's enough to take up the whole lot of my time, drawing up plans and proposals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading success stories makes me jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm taking up a course on Business Start-up, hopefully a good milestone first. :)&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to attend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to change a new specs. And I think the one wearing in Full House is very very pretty. And I love it a lot. So seek seeek seeek shall I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very fine day, Muddlehead Yvonne decided not to take the hired shuttle bus to Work and decided to embark on her own journey to her Workplace to realise she got it all wrong and had to climb that stupid hill up to her Workplace that was so tedious, like seriously I was cursing and swearing up the hill I guess it was a good 20 mins or more walk?! Madness! You can never imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;Crazy woman. It was really highhhhhhhh higher than sp mountain up to School of Business x10.&lt;br /&gt;I was like 'I'm mad I'm really mad! I'm not going to do this anymore, again!'&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha. It was bright hot morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish Rain will collaborate with my Company, hahahahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;So I can embrace him, Lololol. Go ahead dream on Yvonne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TGIF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting my Besty later, I miss so much of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and my personal life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1636816481361067981?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1636816481361067981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1636816481361067981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1636816481361067981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1636816481361067981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/51-company-business.html' title='#51 Company Business'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1372707913597397458</id><published>2010-08-19T11:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:08:23.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursdays are rainbow'/><title type='text'>#50 I mean nothing to you</title><content type='html'>Fuck. I think I hate you, but I should hate myself more.&lt;br /&gt;For landing myself in all this shit for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true it's true, see it yourself yvonne and believe it.&lt;br /&gt;You meant nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to step back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your own life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1372707913597397458?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1372707913597397458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1372707913597397458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1372707913597397458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1372707913597397458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/50-i-mean-nothing-to-you.html' title='#50 I mean nothing to you'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1318507050738169913</id><published>2010-08-18T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T17:11:03.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesdays are pure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fruits fanatic'/><title type='text'>#49 Madly in luv w fruits</title><content type='html'>Hi hi hi hi hi,&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored and I only want to go home and watch my Full House. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm madly in luv w fruits lately.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat my fruits reguarly every three days. and I just bought a fabulous fresh mango cream cake that I can't wait to indulge in!!!&lt;br /&gt;I love my workplace and my job! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed by myself last night.&lt;br /&gt;I skipped dinner! And headed to bed w no worries, I was still worrying over my gastrical problem to come back and torture me but no it didn't. but i'm really amazed.&lt;br /&gt;slimming to this extent. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 20th Birthday to my two darlings, Huey &amp;amp; Ver! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have an fanastastic and awesome birthday! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;Love much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1318507050738169913?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1318507050738169913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1318507050738169913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1318507050738169913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1318507050738169913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/49-madly-in-luv-w-fruits.html' title='#49 Madly in luv w fruits'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-293357893078178622</id><published>2010-08-16T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T21:50:34.997+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays are blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i like'/><title type='text'>#48 Omg RAIN.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Full House is soooooooo funny!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondays ain't blue at all! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-293357893078178622?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/293357893078178622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=293357893078178622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/293357893078178622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/293357893078178622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/48-omg-rain.html' title='#48 Omg RAIN.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4883378653846296544</id><published>2010-08-13T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T23:26:48.344+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><title type='text'>#47 Take a bow.</title><content type='html'>Certainly something is missing,&lt;br /&gt;but I don't wish to hold on anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4883378653846296544?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4883378653846296544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4883378653846296544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4883378653846296544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4883378653846296544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/47-take-bow.html' title='#47 Take a bow.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5809138527640114103</id><published>2010-08-13T16:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T16:13:29.007+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>#46 I have a young boss.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Today marks the first day of work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All's well all's well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a young boss!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I hate HR! (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sleeppppppyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;Esp when my desk is only in an office for three people only.&lt;br /&gt;But i like the privacy and space. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels sick to being at home for such long days.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I'm out for a breather, I hope I'll feel better in days to come.&lt;br /&gt;with medication &gt;:z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so naughty, I went out for movie, in an air-con theatre for two hours ignoring my flu bug.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. maybe so this was what i get in return.&lt;br /&gt;sick and body-aches for two days!&lt;br /&gt;Medication is my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I get to watch teevee whenever wherever I go. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5809138527640114103?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5809138527640114103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5809138527640114103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5809138527640114103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5809138527640114103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/46-i-have-young-boss.html' title='#46 I have a young boss.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-7659527393996333080</id><published>2010-08-12T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T14:47:18.288+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thursdays are rainbow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>#45</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Certainly, Panadols made me felt a lot better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;London despatch is making me feel a little worried, oh notes oh my notes, where are you right now pwease?&lt;br /&gt;I wish you're safe. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-7659527393996333080?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/7659527393996333080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=7659527393996333080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7659527393996333080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/7659527393996333080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/45.html' title='#45'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-2159956550992169544</id><published>2010-08-09T21:51:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:25:40.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation 2010'/><title type='text'>#44 Graduation! One of my bestest night spent.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WE GRADUATED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WO MEN ZHONG YU BI YE LE! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07872.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lovin' this picture!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07871.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this tooooooo! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07867.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Almost half of my class! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07860.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07852.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mummy Lai for two weeks in Cambodia! hard-earned youth achievement award. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07853.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Together w Mr. Ben Cho.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07854.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uncle David! Mr. Swim Coach! Always taking care of us lifeguards at the pool. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07855.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Xiangling! My partner beside! So coincidental, nothing beats having a classmate as beside partner. :) my hair looks like crapppppp!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07856.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Marcus! Lifesaving mate! :) cum study-mate..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;liked my hair over here too!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07858.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jack, Xl, Me. take 1 (haha) jack's trademark!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07859.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jack, Xl, Me. take 2 (hahaha) jack's classic hair-look agn. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07862.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Marcus again! Mate 2 seats away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07863.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;w Wei ling! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;some times i kinda liked my hair-do. but some times not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07861.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cute qr w. Hong Long (da hong ren)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07864.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sir. Hong Leng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07865.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;w S. Hong Leng! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07879.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After out from the convention hall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07874.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dessy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07868.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Charles! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07920.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; Feng ling! (when about to depart) gems mate x2. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07877.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Besty Ks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07875.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bitch! #1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07878.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bitch #2! lovin' this shot as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07883.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jun Hao, Forgel. Psychology classmates night class for two years! AWESOME. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;omg i think i looked x2 bigger than JH. &gt;):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07885.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Evvvvvvvvvon. :) asst. class rep!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07881.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Forever so cute Qr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07882.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Forever so cute #2 Qr! So honoured to take a shot w herrrrrr!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07886.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Schoolgirl Bel Eoon! :P *likes her look totally! seriously. looked very cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07890.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Felina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07889.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My most grateful and supportive Daddy and Mummy! *:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tough on 'dem for bringing me up thus far and biggggg.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07891.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Besty again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07892.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And sorry my Bestyyyyy agn!! :D :D :D LOVELOVE. lovin' all the shots w her. :)&lt;br /&gt;lovely!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07895.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;w Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07893.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w Mummy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC07894.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w my Forever so young Mummy! take two &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07897.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My parents again! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07899.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07898.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me myself and i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07900.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07915.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cambodia ftw!!! WHOOSA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07912.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;one more time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07914.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07913.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cambodia best-talking partner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 400px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07916.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alastairrrrrrrr! Psychology final project work grp mate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07919.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sofyani!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07921.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SMART. Miss Tan! cum. psychology first module tutor. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07911.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Final year PTN. School's tallest tutor. And the tallest man I've ever seen in real life that I've known!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIFESAVINGGGGGGGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07901.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shufen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07902.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07903.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;w David!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07908.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07907.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Act cute president'10!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07905.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07906.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zl #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07904.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nuoshi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07909.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jeanie twiny!!! Thanks for her thoughtful flower idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07910.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;w. Murraaaaaaaay. &lt;strong&gt;ONCE-IN-A-LIFE-TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing, my Mum graduated together w meeeeeee!!! haha, hilarious her...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, yes i know my mum looks young. i know i know okay. younger than me lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/DSC07922.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;v! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hope your enjoyed the pictorials!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you my friends. So much love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love infinity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Memories like that, definitely once in a life-time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my happiest night spent. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;priceless.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Credits, personal photographer of the night : Besty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to Continue center-parting?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-2159956550992169544?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/2159956550992169544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=2159956550992169544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2159956550992169544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2159956550992169544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/44-graduation.html' title='#44 Graduation! One of my bestest night spent.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/Graduation%202010/th_DSC07872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-135446393063899785</id><published>2010-08-09T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T12:17:49.323+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays are blue'/><title type='text'>#43 Life's like that</title><content type='html'>Mhmm, it's really bad these days that I've been having irregular meals.&lt;br /&gt;Like on and off, I'm hungry I'm not and there I go w little snacks in betw.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it's good or is it fattening.&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as promised to bel, i'll catch romance house hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;there's so many things to do this vacations!&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so going to enjoy it to my fullest before dreadful uni starts! &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to edit and upload my photos in a while!&lt;br /&gt;All my Cambodia trip album, Japan album, Diving trip album, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooooooooo lazy i just realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS! :D&lt;br /&gt;so happy this vacations before I've really suffered before I see this day coming! :D&lt;br /&gt;And those late nights! It's time to correct 'dem! No more no more!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY FACE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-135446393063899785?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/135446393063899785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=135446393063899785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/135446393063899785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/135446393063899785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/43-lifes-like-that.html' title='#43 Life&apos;s like that'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-3628089697275181677</id><published>2010-08-09T01:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T01:43:32.819+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays are blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears are never meant to fall'/><title type='text'>#42 Do you even know?</title><content type='html'>Tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Idk why, I feel your pain, I see your heartbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel like crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I feel sad for you, but do you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I just want to cry. tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-3628089697275181677?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/3628089697275181677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=3628089697275181677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3628089697275181677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3628089697275181677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/42-do-you-even-know.html' title='#42 Do you even know?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8891769605319073206</id><published>2010-08-08T00:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T00:41:09.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#41 Thoughts that kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'm very sure of what I want.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, I NEED TO SLIM DOWN FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN FAT, JIAN FEI JIAN FEI JIAN FEI JIAN FEI !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, thoughts running thru' my head that I don't really like 'dem.&lt;br /&gt;So what do I want? What am I to you? And who are you to me?&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I realised, I don't know you very much as I knew you.&lt;br /&gt;I realised I'm wrong, and I refused to face the truth, that I've lost you, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel like seeking the right way out, that's the worst.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VINVIN tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;Badly missed! How much joy he has brought to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I won't settle for second best when I can get the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8891769605319073206?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8891769605319073206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8891769605319073206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8891769605319073206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8891769605319073206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/41-thoughts-that-kills.html' title='#41 Thoughts that kills'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8031098751254103712</id><published>2010-08-07T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T02:06:19.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><title type='text'>#40 Awesome feelg</title><content type='html'>OMG. shaggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;Pool-ed w fav. girl hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOODBYE BOOKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO PARTIES! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8031098751254103712?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8031098751254103712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8031098751254103712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8031098751254103712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8031098751254103712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/40-awesome-feelg.html' title='#40 Awesome feelg'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1205675421803722047</id><published>2010-08-06T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T01:00:31.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><title type='text'>#39 Too good to be true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And yay! I think I got it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything right now feels like a dream come true for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beautifully.&lt;/em&gt; that even if someone were to pinch me, i really won't mind. :}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1205675421803722047?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1205675421803722047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1205675421803722047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1205675421803722047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1205675421803722047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/08/39-too-good-to-be-true.html' title='#39 Too good to be true'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-4070145419976973102</id><published>2010-07-31T12:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T12:56:36.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lifesaving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scuba diving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><title type='text'>#38 AWESOME.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 519px; HEIGHT: 395px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/scuba.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously find the picture exceptionally hilarious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esp. the Lifesavers posing for Scuba Diving Club banner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my holy god. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very fun night we spent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jumping over stairs and climbing over fences just because the food haven uncle locked us inside the swimming pool! WTH RIGHT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lifesavers own the pool manxz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But however, who else cld've do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Without Scuba's idea and the picture-perfect Lifesavers, who cld have had such beautifully-taken picture uh huh uh huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss all that fun! I miss SPLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The photo so black, see what sia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;T-Pain - Take your shirt off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-4070145419976973102?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/4070145419976973102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=4070145419976973102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4070145419976973102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/4070145419976973102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/39.html' title='#38 AWESOME.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8944954216088151648</id><published>2010-07-31T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T00:29:34.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotions'/><title type='text'>#37 Sighhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss a lot of things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Books basically just eats me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8944954216088151648?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8944954216088151648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8944954216088151648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8944954216088151648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8944954216088151648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/37-sighhhhhhh.html' title='#37 Sighhhhhhh'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8130581482939473381</id><published>2010-07-24T21:11:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:21:21.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><title type='text'>#36 Misery</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh just so you know, this is uni life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locking yourself away from something you call the World, and your only companion is Music, Radio and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to &lt;em&gt;only exception&lt;/em&gt; makes me feel even sadder.&lt;br /&gt;So 'm I being overly-sensitive? Maybe I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something to calm my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Am I temperamental?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it the stress level? Thanks for bearing with my mood swings. I have no control over it too.&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea why am I reacting this way.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should listen to sexy hot salsa cum classical music like how my maths lecturer do, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It feels so good talking to someone who knows you so well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feels even better when friends whom you deemed close yet barely knew each other for three years wants and tries his/her best to understand you, understands you so well. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for your really sweet thought. It moved me and touched me deeply. And I wish you're here to stay forever. I cherish that."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wana get you there. I'm gona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maroon 5 - Misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here I am, taking a bow from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8130581482939473381?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8130581482939473381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8130581482939473381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8130581482939473381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8130581482939473381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/36-misery.html' title='#36 Misery'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-1627336960933981213</id><published>2010-07-24T00:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:11:20.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><title type='text'>#35 Hello there!</title><content type='html'>Omg! I just got my hands on&lt;em&gt; Shiseido's&lt;/em&gt; latest release : &lt;strong&gt;Aqualabel collection.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so eggcited I immediately opened up my cleanser and used!&lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Bel for her recommendation and constant naggings on getting Shiseido.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it works on my skin type but this is the first cleanser I feel so comfortable w.&lt;br /&gt;Like feelg : shiokkkk ttm. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;that i immediately texted bel and told her dat!!&lt;br /&gt;and now sitting here immediately bloggin' about that!&lt;br /&gt;So friends hear me and get it! HAHAHHAHA. okay.&lt;br /&gt;this is communist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wld love to get their whole collection!&lt;br /&gt;We shall seeeeeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly there's this rose mist fragrance i really liked it!!!&lt;br /&gt;they really used fine and good ingredients. the clay and beads, i totally felt it. so yeah get 'dem! hahahha, this is so nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;I've better crash nao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BC TMRW MORNING! :D&lt;br /&gt;whee-yo-whee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-1627336960933981213?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/1627336960933981213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=1627336960933981213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1627336960933981213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/1627336960933981213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/34-hello-there.html' title='#35 Hello there!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-5826402838345331628</id><published>2010-07-23T10:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:11:10.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><title type='text'>#34 What say me?</title><content type='html'>Hahhahaha, why does it feel good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Music.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Exercising.&lt;br /&gt;C'mon next week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I better find your lovin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I better find your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I better find your love and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I better find your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I better find your love and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I better find your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I bet if I give all my love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then nothings gonna tear us apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is so addictive!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reggae rulez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Yeah I think I'm nutz.&lt;br /&gt;Because of too much a.maths&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-5826402838345331628?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/5826402838345331628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=5826402838345331628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5826402838345331628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/5826402838345331628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/33-what-say-me.html' title='#34 What say me?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-2866249157168353541</id><published>2010-07-21T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:11:01.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school times'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wednesdays are pure'/><title type='text'>#33 Do we really need somebody?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;alrighty alrighty alrighty!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I have been leaving this space of mine pretty empty lately, was it because of bel's disapperance from sg that made me felt kind of moody? hahahha maybe it was. i was feelg quite out of place the entire week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I realised quite some people rmbr-ed my url by hard! 'cause i see no referrals! hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;and and, I'm feelg happy because I kind of mastered smthg but my life feels so weird without new music! &gt;): and y'know how torturing my journey to school cld be without music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no! &lt;strong&gt;diayu&lt;/strong&gt;'ll be here to join me soon! YAY! :D&lt;br /&gt;Happy pill! And then journeys to school will no longer be so hard to pass, like three years weren't hard enough. ):&lt;br /&gt;And talking 'bout school, i'm having my last four lessons and bye-bye to bridging course!&lt;br /&gt;Yet happy yet scared yet sad, hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;What a mixture of feelgs, but this marks that exams are nearing! like omg, i'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;first exams in uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while &lt;strong&gt;Bel Bel&lt;/strong&gt; was away, I was naughty! Because I agreed to attend one gym sessions by cp! heheheh. okay, waves hello to muscles! Can I be a cute little muscular girl? Hahahhaha, I don't need to be BIG-SIZE, but small-sized muscles will do fine and gooood!&lt;br /&gt;I need to work-out my fats, I'm really fat. And I'm so used to trainings for the past three years of my life, that now without exercising i really feel out of place and i really feel like i'm so weak like i kept having problems w my body or was it just problems w my mind?! gawd damn. crazy woman. i feel like i can die without exercising. and i miss my spls days. sobss.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess in Life, we'll have to move on to greater things.&lt;br /&gt;but i've never regretted my life. thou' i regretted on some stuffs, but yeah just move on. :)&lt;br /&gt;'cause nothing will change. so why just stuck? the world's still going to continue revolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;driving lessons early morning tmrw!&lt;br /&gt;i feel really anxious every driving class, with no idea when'll i be the next road hazard or will i just knock into smthg? ):&lt;br /&gt;driving is tough okay! hahahahha! not fun at all anymore!&lt;br /&gt;i used to think it's just so cool, so fun so EASY! FAT HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;NOT EASY AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;esp to master parking, can die.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can get my license succesfully! go yvonne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i need to sleep early else tomorrow i cannot concentrate! haha, so problematic.&lt;br /&gt;and the very next day bel touched down i was so eggcited that i met her straight after my diving theory test. :)&lt;br /&gt;awesome-ness! i even mistaken her arrival date.&lt;br /&gt;that when my hp vibrated on sunday evening i was so shocked, that i looked twice on my hp screen " Is this Bel Bel ?! ?! ?! " like why the hell am i receiving this call? haha!&lt;br /&gt;but i'm happy! :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;shall upload the stuffs that she brought back for meeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;so adorable, you know i'm just friggin' in love w Japan like nobody's business?!?! the best country ever in this world thou' i know japan used to bomb s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She bought back many stuffs for me.&lt;br /&gt;Ranging from chocolates to my all-time favourite jap mag, my rikakuma-japan! and some foooddd, hello tokyo banana (her fav's :z idk why haha) but it was quite pretty heavy lugging them home hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;on the account that i haven't been training for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for my exams to end and start having fun playing w my ls mates just thinking about plain swimming and running ard!&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking of having fun :z&lt;br /&gt;Life's not just about fun! But I still love my friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much to &lt;strong&gt;Bel, Diayu &amp;amp; Volleyball&lt;/strong&gt; that kinda made my days felt a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Volleyball&lt;/strong&gt; is accompanying me for my firsy gym session!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a lot dear :) I promise not to bully you, mhmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as much as i wld love to tell myself i don't need much friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but still, bumping into familar friends in school still makes me smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'ma road hazard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-2866249157168353541?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/2866249157168353541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-2133912094281328986</id><published>2010-07-18T15:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T21:10:52.391+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#32 Absence makes the heart fonder.</title><content type='html'>It really do feels different. :)&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things to do but so little time!&lt;br /&gt;I need my holidays (!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Had an awesome but sleepy sunday morning. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-2133912094281328986?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>#30 This is for you Bel if you've been missing the news :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6Eeq7rJrCQ/TDqwB8V4vtI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_UX8dDVtpH4/s1600/D13525DC69A4DEEEE335A14641B5C3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492896242956025554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_f6Eeq7rJrCQ/TDqwB8V4vtI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_UX8dDVtpH4/s200/D13525DC69A4DEEEE335A14641B5C3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINGAPORE : A giant monitor lizard caused a stir in Rivervale in Sengkang estate on Sunday afternoon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lizard, which was about two metres long, was tied up by residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescuers from the Animal Concerns Research and Education Society (ACRES) removed the rope and tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spokesman from ACRES said the creature appeared to be very tired and upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have released it to a suitable habitat that is approved by the National Parks Board.&lt;br /&gt;ACRES said the monitor lizard could have used the drain to get to the housing estate after a heavy downpour. — CNA/ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.xin.msn.com/en/singapore/article.aspx?cp-documentid=4212972"&gt;http://news.xin.msn.com/en/singapore/article.aspx?cp-documentid=4212972&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-2632489932742808482?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/2632489932742808482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8131649439141921473</id><published>2010-07-10T18:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T19:14:08.101+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='it&apos;s just the books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saturdays are turquoise'/><title type='text'>#28 Ghost of you.</title><content type='html'>Awww.&lt;br /&gt;It feels so weird on a superb saturday and i know it's going to go on for a month or more.&lt;br /&gt;endure! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so un-me, but it's going to be for the next two years so i should start to get used to this routine nao, unless...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini birthday celebration for weiling last night!&lt;br /&gt;but it was really impromtu but we enjoyed ourselves!&lt;br /&gt;lid candles was so hilarious but it was a success! we lid ourselves into the cafe, hahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;and weiling was once-again caught in surprise by us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a smashing 20th Birthday okay! Happy Birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Had to give up many celebrations, many shopping, many movies, many catching-up and meeting-ups i don't feel good but i hope my friends understand.&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before Bel leaves me and goes on holiday, we had quite frequent meet-ups to run and all.&lt;br /&gt;It felt as usual awesome but tough run, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I'm getting older.&lt;br /&gt;Chats and more chats, never fail to make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Friends and chats, you'll never get sick :)&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me happier! how to survive for the next week? hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy yourself in Hokkaido pwease! Update me again!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sure you're going to enjoy yourself in Japan because the last trip I did.&lt;br /&gt;It's more than words you cld explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for school,&lt;em&gt; yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll soon be over before I know.&lt;br /&gt;You know I still love your, my friends. It won't break us apart right?&lt;br /&gt;Everything's going on fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8131649439141921473?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8131649439141921473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8131649439141921473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8131649439141921473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8131649439141921473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/26-ghost-of-you.html' title='#28 Ghost of you.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-2405024249413213011</id><published>2010-07-08T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:55:25.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='泳闯琴关'/><title type='text'>#27 Swim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="2ua9o3is" width="432" height="415"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://img.widgets.video.s-msn.com/flash/customplayer/1_0/customplayer.swf" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="." /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="player.c=v&amp;player.v=9da4c1d9-1786-a2cd-0e5c-a26edb1379bd&amp;mkt=en-sg&amp;brand=v5^544x306&amp;configCsid=msnvideo&amp;configName=syndicationplayer" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img.widgets.video.s-msn.com/flash/customplayer/1_0/customplayer.swf" width="432" height="415" id="e6fh6bh4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" base="." wmode="transparent" flashvars="player.c=v&amp;player.v=9da4c1d9-1786-a2cd-0e5c-a26edb1379bd&amp;mkt=en-sg&amp;brand=v5^544x306&amp;configCsid=msnvideo&amp;configName=syndicationplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.xin.msn.com/?mkt=en-sg&amp;from=&amp;vid=9da4c1d9-1786-a2cd-0e5c-a26edb1379bd&amp;from=en-sg" target="_new" title="Catch Felicia &amp; Tracy in action! 陈靓瑄和李美玲秀泳技！"&gt;Video: Catch Felicia &amp; Tracy in action! 陈靓瑄和李美玲秀泳技！&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my girls! :) so happy when I watch this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-2405024249413213011?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/2405024249413213011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=2405024249413213011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2405024249413213011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/2405024249413213011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/swim.html' title='#27 Swim!'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-3616337948015288845</id><published>2010-07-05T21:40:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T22:12:56.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mondays are blue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school and more school'/><title type='text'>#26 School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 399px; HEIGHT: 442px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC07944.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cramps was torturing me this whole day seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Right from last night till this moment, it's this fatal.&lt;br /&gt;In tremendous pain when i was back home.&lt;br /&gt;No one loves cramps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawhawhawhawhawhaw alrighty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;泳闯琴关&lt;/strong&gt; is going to be airrrrrrrrring soon!!! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vopey dopey! Say that I'm not excited I'm lying!&lt;br /&gt;Says who won't be excited to see yourself live on teeveeeeeee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinni said she saw me on the first episode!&lt;br /&gt;So if you wna catch me on teevee for prolly once in your lifetime, catch it this wed night.&lt;br /&gt;but prolly prepare yourself, you're in for a mega joke. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filming for first episode&lt;/strong&gt; when sweet bel came to &lt;em&gt;tan pang&lt;/em&gt; with my all-time favourite energy drink; iced-milo :) (pardon my lousy chinese pinyin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 512px; HEIGHT: 399px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/IMG_4269.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 512px; HEIGHT: 399px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/IMG_4270.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 512px; HEIGHT: 399px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/IMG_4271.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 512px; HEIGHT: 399px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/IMG_4272.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 360px" height="350" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv64/vbackstage/DSC07759.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at this &lt;em&gt;dao gu mao&lt;/em&gt; (this is for you Besty)&lt;br /&gt;laugh to your heart's content. :)&lt;br /&gt;how to look pretty w this fugly swim-cap? HAHA, maybe can lah.&lt;br /&gt;looking sweaty some more omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bye readers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/ro1XADfHyC0/hqdefault.jpg)" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ro1XADfHyC0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ro1XADfHyC0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop at 0:03&lt;br /&gt;See all of our blur faces, enjoy! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-3616337948015288845?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/3616337948015288845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=3616337948015288845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3616337948015288845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/3616337948015288845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/26-school.html' title='#26 School.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-577344515105173018</id><published>2010-07-04T12:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:15:38.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sundays are pink'/><title type='text'>#25 Flipping back on old memories.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;you're no longer my favourite idol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flipping back on a 18th Birthday pressie I've received it was prolly the sweetest and bestest birthday i cld ever had.&lt;br /&gt;I loved the present till today, the many pieces of jigsaw puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;and little promises here and there, it was sweet and i hope will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every now and then i read those old'sweet messages, it never fails to move my heart.&lt;br /&gt;thanks boys &amp;amp; girls :)&lt;br /&gt;wo ye hen ai ni.&lt;br /&gt;your prolly made part of my bestest memories i cld've ever have. and maybe some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, to clarify the tummy aches were prolly just due to intensive sudden pump of running, maybe it's just the abs pain, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;during the pular trip, i skipped my lunch and gastrical was on its way, HOLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk 'bout diving, i panic every time i need to decend. for the fact that i know once i decend i can't get up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and i start gasping for air for i-don't-know-what's-wrong-with-myself and tend to get choke by myself, struggle and then panic like i'm an asthmatic patient &gt;): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study study study and still eat my books.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-577344515105173018?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/577344515105173018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=577344515105173018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/577344515105173018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/577344515105173018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/25-flipping-back-on-old-memories.html' title='#25 Flipping back on old memories.'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-8149876093819452538</id><published>2010-07-02T23:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:52:27.277+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>#24 Just some thoughts</title><content type='html'>whoa, every time I sneeze my tummy hurts, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;hahas. stupid gastrical prob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do we really have to put down some stuffs and move on to greater things in life?&lt;br /&gt;this is probably what you get when you expect too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-8149876093819452538?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/8149876093819452538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=8149876093819452538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8149876093819452538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/8149876093819452538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/23-just-some-thoughts.html' title='#24 Just some thoughts'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789104800743807619.post-489280537360834071</id><published>2010-07-02T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T23:52:18.479+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fridays are awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school times'/><title type='text'>#23 But was it just my imagination?</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah, I realised I haven't been updating this blog of mine!&lt;br /&gt;So now here I am updating on my recent life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note : I told myself, I'll continue w this long hair of mine till I hit 21st!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. Because I want long hair on my 21st birthday bash! So pretty right?&lt;br /&gt;Hokay, then I'll snip it off immediately after my brithday!&lt;br /&gt;Because I still like my used-to-be-stylish short hair :)&lt;br /&gt;Heheheheh, and yes I know many do right?.&lt;br /&gt;Fulfill your wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to draw my own wall on my Birthday and make pretty cards and gifts for my guests!&lt;br /&gt;So please be there! And thinking 'bout that just makes me a little excited girl, and I wld love to start preparing such parties early! :D Hohoho, just thinking 'bout it is just so funnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wld love to spend a cozy, birthday party. But, I miss pinafold. ):&lt;br /&gt;Gah, just put it aside.&lt;br /&gt;Stop thinking 'bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at this picture that reminds me of smthg : There must be a reason why friends who made your past didn't make it to your future?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, or should I forgive &amp;amp; forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some times school never fail to make me feel a little moody that totally made me feel like scolding 'Fuck!' in my mind. Aiyah, just fuck myself lah right? Fuck my life.&lt;br /&gt;Some times I really can't stand people fucking their own life all the way, every sentence containing it, so just go ahead fucking your own life? Like srsly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to many people who feels that enrolling into SIM wld meant that 'If you're rich, they'll just take you in, do they even look at your grades?!' Totally, fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like scolding that right into whoever's face who said that, but every time I just bear w it.&lt;br /&gt;Some times I don't even feel like rebuting back, think 'bout that.&lt;br /&gt;enrolling it and making it into first class honours it's a whole lot of different thing.&lt;br /&gt;whether you can make it, it's yet another thing.&lt;br /&gt;if you can make it into a first class honours in a local uni, okay i'll keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;if you can't, then shut your mouth instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni is going to be one tough road ahead. It ain't going easy.&lt;br /&gt;It may be depressing doing it alone but I'll pull thru'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I need to stop procasinating, everyone can see it lol.&lt;br /&gt;Studying galore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time I pull myself closer to you by one step, I push myself back two steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I forgot to mention; I went back for training last night. Total madness. Hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my tummy is back to torture me every single time I force myself to do long runs.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I feel shiok every single time this pain lingers, because this meant I pushed myself hard enough but yet not hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I wish I cld always return back to my usual trngs, but every single time I felt like odd and out of place it felt like i shouldn't be there or rather I'ma extra, I'ma graduate I shouldn't even be there! Hahaha. &gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't do things that make myself depressed? (Like how some friends've been telling me so for the past three years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, did casual laps last night and headed off for a good run close to 830.&lt;br /&gt;Did a good round of 8 rounds of track.&lt;br /&gt;But it felt so tough, I was panting like a dog. wtf. hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;horrible.&lt;br /&gt;how can i get back my stamina pwease?. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happy and it was fun :D&lt;br /&gt;just with the right partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming is just not my forte i have to admit this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Update on Diving trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I don't have any pictures w me, that simply marks that there was simply nothing worth me wiping out my camera just to take shots of the scenery 'cause i thought there was simply nothing to snap, hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay, crapppp. the journey to and fro was pretty torturing.&lt;br /&gt;it took a day to and fro. half a day like an illegal immigrant and the next half on the back journey i thought it was going to be better, but no, it got worst.&lt;br /&gt;it was pouring cats and dogs and the waves were like poseidon! WOW! hahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;the waves totally made us felt like we're in for a rollar-costah ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had an &lt;u&gt;awesome three storey jump&lt;/u&gt; right up on the top of the boat and really freaked the freaking hell of my life!&lt;br /&gt;I don't admit I'm one scary cat though I like to do the world's craziest and most exciting thing ever but I'm scared hahahahhaha!&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, I cannot imagine if me &amp;amp; Jeanie held hands and jumped together I think our arms'll prolly be gone by now, lol!&lt;br /&gt;The jump made me experienced the feelg of PI GU KAI HUA. AWESOMEeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;Where to find?&lt;br /&gt;Once-in-a-life-time-wholesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of our time on the ship? Total sea-sickness.&lt;br /&gt;We did four dives and I screwed the &lt;strong&gt;first one&lt;/strong&gt; by struggling to get up of the water. Damn, it was 5m deep and I was not allowed it.&lt;br /&gt;I was held down forcefully in the sea struggling w ken and dive master.&lt;br /&gt;Naise, I felt the struggle of death, hahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But thou' I thank them :)&lt;br /&gt;'cause I really have got to calm down and learn how to clear my mask in the sea.&lt;br /&gt;and for them, they saved my life, hahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Third dive&lt;/strong&gt; was craze too, I was totally gasping for air like some asthma attack patient (bel told me it's possible to relaspe)&lt;br /&gt;so scary!&lt;br /&gt;half of the time, my dive partner was missing.&lt;br /&gt;gone.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to murray, else I'll prolly die or smthg, hahaha without anyone knowing and i just keep floating up.&lt;br /&gt;i had like 3 x 2kgs of weights on me! so damn heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourth dive,&lt;/strong&gt; thanks. I slipped and fell w my super heavy air tank!&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't have fell if the helper didn't pull my air tank up and hurried me like there's no tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;crazy-ness, it was so fugly can! i think i can die. hahahahahha.&lt;br /&gt;i nearly do the spilts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at times, i wld love to spend more time underwater but yet again, my mask just keep getting in water and pressure every single time you attemp to dive deeper.&lt;br /&gt;the deepest we went was prolly 15m! Cool!&lt;br /&gt;that's like 7 x deepest end of the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;wld love 30 to 50m!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had crappy accomodation, shit food, shit facilities, we had to bathe in public.&lt;br /&gt;we transfer from ships to sampans every single time and we need the guys to push the sampans to get it movin'&lt;br /&gt;i still went having the thought of a vacation! HAHAHA. this time it was seriously FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can't wait for my Hong Kong/Taiwan trip next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With my dearests. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And prolly a good Genting Highlands trip soon!&lt;br /&gt;I want more getaways w people I wld!&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPYNESS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8789104800743807619-489280537360834071?l=vbackstage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/feeds/489280537360834071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8789104800743807619&amp;postID=489280537360834071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/489280537360834071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8789104800743807619/posts/default/489280537360834071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vbackstage.blogspot.com/2010/07/22-but-was-it-just-my-imagination.html' title='#23 But was it just my imagination?'/><author><name>Yvonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18028796349275162262</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
