<?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-2357341639696328523</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:40:21.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEGATRON:D</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>154</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7378281157241902516</id><published>2009-03-07T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T01:00:50.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Moved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);" href="http://seasaltcaramel.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;http://seasaltcaramel.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7378281157241902516?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7378281157241902516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7378281157241902516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7378281157241902516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7378281157241902516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/03/httpseasaltcaramel.html' title=''/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-2061084921537666941</id><published>2009-03-01T15:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T15:16:33.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>153</title><content type='html'>I need to stop being such a dreamer and an unrealist. The world just doesn't have space for so many people with big ambitions. In fact, I've been finding the world way way way too crowded. There are just so many people and so many lives. It's hard to imagine that everyone has lives just as complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about to move my blog but I didn't want the debut post to be this irritating. I'm determined to at least have a first happy post. So, until I have something happy to say...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-2061084921537666941?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2061084921537666941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=2061084921537666941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2061084921537666941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2061084921537666941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/03/153.html' title='153'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-550884485316702558</id><published>2009-02-27T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:17:55.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>152</title><content type='html'>Today I watched Slumdog Millionaire and loved it. It was full of hope and all about destiny, which is everything I (want to) believe in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I had my vanilla soy latte with ice. I also had hot chocolate. Yes, chocolate. Down to the last ooey gooey drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got new clothes in my mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I spent most of the afternoon with my favouritest person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my sister's turn to tell me a bedtime story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this is how I choose to remember my "today". Despite the many many times in the day things chose to work against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm in need of some form of transformation. To mark the day I faced things like a man (or so I tell myself). I'll shift my blog elsewhere if I'm not too lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-550884485316702558?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/550884485316702558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=550884485316702558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/550884485316702558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/550884485316702558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/02/152.html' title='152'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4673175907458922909</id><published>2009-02-20T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T23:07:09.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>151 - things dont have to happen</title><content type='html'>I need to get used to the fact that things don't just happen because they're supposed to happen. Nothing's really innate. People don't feel things just because they're supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to actually face it like a man, like I always claim I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4673175907458922909?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4673175907458922909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4673175907458922909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4673175907458922909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4673175907458922909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/02/151-things-dont-have-to-happen.html' title='151 - things dont have to happen'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4684778147925432787</id><published>2009-02-16T23:08:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:43:56.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>150</title><content type='html'>My mind deserves a ten minute break from Physics and everything else that's eating my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life hasn't been too kind lately but there are many people in the world I am completely utterly grateful for for making each of my days a little happier. And I can always choose to dwell in my sorrows, but this time is honestly not worth it and it's not like I'm not used to it, because I totally am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay my incoherent state is apparent from the last paragraph so I will stop talking and post pictures from the last many days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmEqtJFlyI/AAAAAAAAC1s/UUpc2usqpdM/s1600-h/class_mugshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmEqtJFlyI/AAAAAAAAC1s/UUpc2usqpdM/s320/class_mugshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303415905412552482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got new mugshots! (: I think it's super cute I love my class. More so now that I've heard tons of juniors whining about their classes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmErMoMqGI/AAAAAAAAC18/s508GtvmawQ/s1600-h/P2120007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmErMoMqGI/AAAAAAAAC18/s508GtvmawQ/s320/P2120007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303415913864538210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmEqnloOSI/AAAAAAAAC10/M7ioVjlTi_w/s1600-h/P2120004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmEqnloOSI/AAAAAAAAC10/M7ioVjlTi_w/s320/P2120004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303415903921649954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmErvDMEpI/AAAAAAAAC2E/sVw2AYAhXss/s1600-h/P2120010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmErvDMEpI/AAAAAAAAC2E/sVw2AYAhXss/s320/P2120010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303415923104551570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I spent an entire day, being the good Moorison Richardsonian that I am, making masks. We all know I am not a fan of minionising commoner jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmEr9nU0gI/AAAAAAAAC2M/OpraiNLenxM/s1600-h/P2140020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmEr9nU0gI/AAAAAAAAC2M/OpraiNLenxM/s320/P2140020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303415927014216194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmILOcqZsI/AAAAAAAAC20/qXygI408QA4/s1600-h/P2140022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmILOcqZsI/AAAAAAAAC20/qXygI408QA4/s320/P2140022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303419762643723970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmIK_eS60I/AAAAAAAAC2s/kT84ljpvZ_E/s1600-h/P2140023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmIK_eS60I/AAAAAAAAC2s/kT84ljpvZ_E/s320/P2140023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303419758624041794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally found decent fans to practice with for tarian. But to know that SYF is so freaking soon is just killing me because hah we are anything but prepared. If all else fails, at least we'll have nice tarian t-shirts (: Assuming the boys don't object and it actually materialises... It is looking pretty fierce I must say (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmIKL8hz1I/AAAAAAAAC2c/t4U4n0B9MhE/s1600-h/P2160029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmIKL8hz1I/AAAAAAAAC2c/t4U4n0B9MhE/s320/P2160029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303419744792203090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alaric is so niceeeeeeee he got me a super duper cute pink bear. And he wasn't even my Secret Valentine. THANK YOU ALARICIOUSSSSSS &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZp3rH0SM0I/AAAAAAAAC3c/e3qc88LCl-o/s1600-h/P2160031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZp3rH0SM0I/AAAAAAAAC3c/e3qc88LCl-o/s320/P2160031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303683093898605378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmNHpujTLI/AAAAAAAAC3M/VyzGLfK37Ok/s1600-h/P2160030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmNHpujTLI/AAAAAAAAC3M/VyzGLfK37Ok/s320/P2160030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303425198805175474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When lessons get too miserable, the camera proves to be a good companion... Until I realise I seriously suck so bad at the whole camwhoring thing... I just completely delete myself altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmN5RpuueI/AAAAAAAAC3U/1OhMozE64Go/s1600-h/P2160027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmN5RpuueI/AAAAAAAAC3U/1OhMozE64Go/s320/P2160027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303426051335961058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you look close enough you see all these raunchy images my classmates try to sneakily put up... You also see quite clearly which side I worked on hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmIKmIYIGI/AAAAAAAAC2k/46Ilx_rGIIw/s1600-h/P2160028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmIKmIYIGI/AAAAAAAAC2k/46Ilx_rGIIw/s320/P2160028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303419751821221986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to Physics ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4684778147925432787?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4684778147925432787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4684778147925432787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4684778147925432787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4684778147925432787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/02/150.html' title='150'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SZmEqtJFlyI/AAAAAAAAC1s/UUpc2usqpdM/s72-c/class_mugshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3173549959145355801</id><published>2009-02-07T23:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T10:42:24.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>149 - take5 + onight + pbmir orientation</title><content type='html'>Ahh the past two weeks have been rather busy, so excuse the absence of posts. Not that I've been spending the time doing anything productive, I just always find ways to keep myself busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to backtrack and blog all about the days I've missed, but like that cannot be done seeing how I am a freaking amnesiac and remember hardly anyyyyyyyything from anyyyyy time ago. So I'll go with something more recent, like yesterday and today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Take5! I was quite sad I didn't get to bounce on the bouncy castle ): But it's okay, because being the good exco member I am, I was at a PBMIR meeting. Yes, we had a meeting during Take5. We sprawled ourselves on a very random spot surrounded by people cycling and playing ball. OH OH OH during the meeting, I was silent for many minutes because I was trying to tie a knot on a cherry stalk with my tongue. Which, I obviously managed to do. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY46jOTp97I/AAAAAAAACzc/EG1axX9RDfk/s320/P2060010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300238188272023474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY46j5soPdI/AAAAAAAACz8/TwOlQt-yAOI/s320/P2060018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300238199919492562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY46jZl3DMI/AAAAAAAACzs/hGKqs6G7WaM/s320/P2060012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300238191301168322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY46jkInokI/AAAAAAAACz0/9OCLWviH9iU/s320/P2060013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300238194131313218" border="0" /&gt;The meeting was interrupted when someone sang Live High so wonderfully onstage and I insisted we had to watch it. It was some ex-PE teacher of school. Which is suchhhhh a waste, because having him as my PE teacher would SO make me do PE without complaining ONE BIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY47cZ3C24I/AAAAAAAAC0E/_Tq_BQNu7Qs/s320/P2060014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300239170625788802" border="0" /&gt;Oh and speaking of amazing singing, Nabil was completely swoon-worthy during his Talentime performance. It was kind of dumb that he didn't win because of the completely unrepresentative voting system. But it's not like it matters because he's still everyone's favourite superstarrrrrrrrr (:&lt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY47cfkvaVI/AAAAAAAAC0M/UYe-U6HyWJM/s320/P2060016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300239172159629650" border="0" /&gt; So anyway, fast forward to last night. Which was completely retarded and embarrassing. Seng Henk, Nabil and I were supposed to judge a fashion parade for O'Night. Mm I think I saw too many boys in tights and FBTs for a day, it was rather confusing. And we like didn't really know what was supposed to happen because initially we were supposed to give a commentary while they were onstage but like the emcees kind of forgot so we became innocent bystanders who had to give comments afterwards. But was kind of a disaster because they didn't laugh at our jokes. They only laugh at boys in fur grinding poles... Juniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY4--KXLp2I/AAAAAAAAC0U/baVKMcaOCew/s320/P2060021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243049116051298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY4--VF8O8I/AAAAAAAAC0c/se-s1RRhupg/s320/P2060022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243051996527554" border="0" /&gt;We matched! &amp;amp; Seng Henk had on plaid shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY4--lJPe5I/AAAAAAAAC0k/YKnwUz45yr8/s320/P2060024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300243056305339282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Today was PBMIR Orientation! Which was quite fun hehehehe except I didn't wasn't part of the amazing race (but I'm sure that was fun too). Because we exco members pretend to be too exclusive and have our own special lunch and picnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh Dr Rahman is so nice, he treated us all to Pastamania (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5CQ3ZHYzI/AAAAAAAAC0s/grjQ_8ppVac/s320/P2070032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300246668976284466" border="0" /&gt;Stupid person who took the picture took it extremely blurry and cut Naz out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5CRp-5OqI/AAAAAAAAC1M/05I6qjRU2UM/s320/P2070054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300246682556512930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OH and I am an amazing kite flyer, contrary to what everyone else says. I REALLY AM. And Sadikin makes a good kite flying partner because he gives the best "jump and let the kite go" jump and can communicate with flying kites.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5CRN89pvI/AAAAAAAAC08/kkZi2T0PCtk/s320/P2070041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300246675032221426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5CRTensbI/AAAAAAAAC1E/5vRRSI9ojQU/s320/P2070042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300246676515566002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5CQ2F53kI/AAAAAAAAC00/D4kU-AHa1nA/s320/P2070039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300246668627271234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and meet the person everyone insists looks like me. My class gets very excited when they see him in the canteen, because they will all go EH ARINA ARINA YOUR BROTHER ARINA and then laugh becauses they think it's damn funny that we look alike. Mmmm we don't REALLYYYYY look alike whaaaaaaaaaaaat.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5Ek8wEQWI/AAAAAAAAC1U/3Qibs-a1bzU/s320/P2070069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300249213035364706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5ElPx6xAI/AAAAAAAAC1c/DEa0OdYcJio/s320/P2070073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300249218143405058" border="0" /&gt;Batchieeeeeeeessss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY5ElK9b9gI/AAAAAAAAC1k/QQCINkZmkhA/s320/P2070076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300249216849540610" border="0" /&gt;Huge ass Mat/Minah contigent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm tired. Rip pictures off Facebook if you want them, they're &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=60624&amp;amp;l=48647&amp;amp;id=512468960"&gt;hereeeeeeee.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3173549959145355801?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3173549959145355801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3173549959145355801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3173549959145355801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3173549959145355801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/02/149-take5-onight-pbmir-orientation.html' title='149 - take5 + onight + pbmir orientation'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SY46jOTp97I/AAAAAAAACzc/EG1axX9RDfk/s72-c/P2060010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8676541692855749696</id><published>2009-01-25T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:52:25.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>148 - sasha fierce</title><content type='html'>The real Sasha fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXtUFbsHdRI/AAAAAAAACzU/lhxKYwLyuI4/s1600-h/6a00e54ef964538834010536efc533970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXtUFbsHdRI/AAAAAAAACzU/lhxKYwLyuI4/s320/6a00e54ef964538834010536efc533970c-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294918239213024530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXtUFfbQtuI/AAAAAAAACzM/qfbzI55NzFc/s1600-h/6a00e54ef964538834010536efc4f5970c-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXtUFfbQtuI/AAAAAAAACzM/qfbzI55NzFc/s320/6a00e54ef964538834010536efc4f5970c-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294918240216069858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXtUFKbQHZI/AAAAAAAACzE/drs8n7kaBwQ/s1600-h/6a00e54ef964538834010536e63681970b-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXtUFKbQHZI/AAAAAAAACzE/drs8n7kaBwQ/s320/6a00e54ef964538834010536e63681970b-800wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294918234578886034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love how this editorial is just clothes, impeccable styling and a whole load of fierceness. And if you were wondering, this editorial accompanied a Dolce &amp;amp; Gabanna story for February's Interview. Shot by Mikael Jansson and styled by Karl Templer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8676541692855749696?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8676541692855749696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8676541692855749696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8676541692855749696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8676541692855749696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/148-sasha-fierce.html' title='148 - sasha fierce'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXtUFbsHdRI/AAAAAAAACzU/lhxKYwLyuI4/s72-c/6a00e54ef964538834010536efc533970c-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1448626352047123377</id><published>2009-01-23T23:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:15:16.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>147 - adventurezzzz</title><content type='html'>The past two days have been thoroughly adventurous (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I finally went with Mary to RG to collect my O'Level cert. YES the one everyone else collected one year ago. Seriously, noone told me I was supposed to collect it. And everyone just went without telling me! So it's not my fault it took me so long before I went to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back at RG, I realised why I was a very miserable person back in secondary school... Have you seen that place! It is humid and stuffy with no nice breezy places and no pretty spaces. And don't get me started on the very dark and ugly and dull canteen. &amp;amp; then I was very very happy with how RJ is rather pretty and very breezy (too breezy sometimes, coupled with the fact that we have very wide pleated skirts which fly about with the wind... not very cute.). And I'm like super excited for them to finish the ecogarden thing which looks more like an animal enclosure in the zoo because it is filled with huge rock structures and a bridge over the water and it even has glass tiles on the ground so you can see the water flowing beneath the pebbles under your feet. So excitingggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yes. I realised yesterday how RG was just not very pretty. And right, there is this vibe about the school. That makes you instantly uncool. Somehow. Because you see, we were trying to take a picture. But every picture we took had us looking terribly uncool. Which I know you would say is nothing new, that we are uncool everywhere. But seriously... Just look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXnww1-4-SI/AAAAAAAACxs/f9iA0Ggfd9Q/s320/Photo0922.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294527558865975586" border="0" /&gt;Hahahahahahahahaha. Oh oh and there was this SUPER hilarious TV thing in the canteen, I think it's RG's version of RJ's flat screen TVs around school that makes announcements that noone other than me reads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXnxZSkRHcI/AAAAAAAACx0/pDL63iwwG0Y/s320/Photo0925.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294528253733707202" border="0" /&gt;Hahahaha so not half as chic as the TVs we have in our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound so hateful and ungrateful to my secondary school. It's not that I hate it. Well, not reallyyyyy. But like I just think it isn't very pretty. There of course were things that I kind of missed, like mm the first stall canteen aunty and mmmm the nice huge gym. Which we went into to crash tarian auditions. Tarian back is RG is a damn fierce CCA because you have TWO million people auditioning and limited spaces, so cute okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our PRMIR Exco roadtrip around the city which was so hot and tiring and painful to the already painful (because of PE) legs but so fun and adventurous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXn3AOra3nI/AAAAAAAACyc/a_vxwe3wNxo/s320/P1230036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294534420263001714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXn2_5oODCI/AAAAAAAACyU/rF9PmpGVlmA/s320/P1230034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294534414612433954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXn2_u-FsRI/AAAAAAAACyM/AyX5-AxDvRs/s320/P1230016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294534411751371026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXn2_SDr1bI/AAAAAAAACyE/ixUqtEXkLRQ/s320/P1230010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294534403990214066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXn2-29sJII/AAAAAAAACx8/uOvctFQDTOM/s320/P1230009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294534396717311106" border="0" /&gt;(I'm not a very clouds person but the clouds seem to be unbelievably adorable. Like the sort Winnie the Pooh would lay in, no? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Haha more pictures &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=57707&amp;amp;l=57656&amp;amp;id=512468960"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you want to steal them! Hardly any pictures with the boys because they missed out on all the very exciting bits cus they had to go for prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was even more walking around town and Haji Lane for very many hours with this very fierce girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXn4PLGC5tI/AAAAAAAACyk/AcQ_Vqd0RBw/s320/P1230052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294535776510600914" border="0" /&gt;Hahahahaha sorry Cheryl, I just had to. Not that I haven't been mean enough to you. But I'm sure you'll forgive me for posting this picture. This is for encouraging me to eat two scoops of icecream even after my VERY complete meal &amp;amp; for your very prompt new year's eve reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you though (:&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXn4PsMNotI/AAAAAAAACys/hWS5oDYpl1I/s320/P1230053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294535785394840274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-1448626352047123377?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1448626352047123377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1448626352047123377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1448626352047123377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1448626352047123377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/147.html' title='147 - adventurezzzz'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXnww1-4-SI/AAAAAAAACxs/f9iA0Ggfd9Q/s72-c/Photo0922.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1447353299227578999</id><published>2009-01-18T01:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T02:12:59.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>146 - backseat photowhores</title><content type='html'>Why my father has the effort to drive all the way up to Malaysia just for dinner is beyond me... But it's okay, dinner was good. Especially since a certain "plus one" wasn't there (: Oh and I had the nicest effing catfish everrrrrrrrr. And I also ate too much of everything... This would hopefully translate to eating less of everything in the days to come... Seeing how Height+Weight during PE on Friday has showed me HOW MUCH WEIGHT I'VE GAINED. ): ): ): Not cute seriouslyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because there was nothing else to do in the backseat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIXiGI9qJI/AAAAAAAACw0/tunEec2JaMU/s320/P1170056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292318386644953234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIXio3BODI/AAAAAAAACw8/DEuGGA601qM/s320/P1170061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292318395964930098" border="0" /&gt;(The sun gives me freaking ahbeng hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIXjkLaIPI/AAAAAAAACxE/1k6g3WN0JpA/s320/P1170062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292318411888140530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIXhmodTSI/AAAAAAAACws/1YmhxUBHCWE/s320/P1170054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292318378187115810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIeFBMtuFI/AAAAAAAACxk/eLMQq1XKrwo/s320/P1170063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292325583683696722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIeEgSZkZI/AAAAAAAACxU/WnOdKgu69SE/s320/Photo023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292325574849171858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIX8hrU2YI/AAAAAAAACxM/33recF3DNhk/s320/P1170050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292318840713435522" border="0" /&gt;The person at the immigration was trying to figure out who this was. I'm surprised they haven't insisted I change the picture, at least I have something to tell me I was ONCE cute... I miss being cute): What happened. What happened.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIXhPSgJeI/AAAAAAAACwk/VFaieFO2jdk/s1600-h/P1170052.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-1447353299227578999?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1447353299227578999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1447353299227578999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1447353299227578999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1447353299227578999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/146-backseat-photowhores.html' title='146 - backseat photowhores'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SXIXiGI9qJI/AAAAAAAACw0/tunEec2JaMU/s72-c/P1170056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3956392748441376871</id><published>2009-01-15T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T18:42:48.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>145 - school makes me miserable</title><content type='html'>Not even through the first week of school and I've already sunk into that depressing miserable state. ): Shawn asks me if its men or shoes... According to him, girls only get upset about these two things. Thank god for funny friends or I would have died a while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because pictures always show us being happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SW8SV0R25eI/AAAAAAAACwc/fG8QDU-zj0U/s320/P1140031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291468253203719650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;  width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SW8SVnDE3mI/AAAAAAAACwU/nCUQX6Dz0v4/s320/P1140034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291468249652059746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SW8SVXR_EBI/AAAAAAAACwM/RgCApHUIeZU/s320/P1140042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291468245419626514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SW8SVD3s5iI/AAAAAAAACwE/wsMBw4F2K-I/s320/P1140044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291468240209110562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SW8SUmEDQDI/AAAAAAAACv8/YhHmP9GaQiQ/s320/P1150047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291468232207843378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3956392748441376871?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3956392748441376871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3956392748441376871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3956392748441376871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3956392748441376871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/145-school-makes-me-miserable.html' title='145 - school makes me miserable'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SW8SV0R25eI/AAAAAAAACwc/fG8QDU-zj0U/s72-c/P1140031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3222297892838333507</id><published>2009-01-12T23:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:56:14.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>144 - first day</title><content type='html'>First day was really not that bad.  I can be such a drama queen at times... We ended up having like two lessons, in which we didn't do anything much. One lasted like half the period and the other was with our new Econs teacher so most of the time she was getting to know our (imaginary) names. I would have loved to call myself "Ah Huat" or "Duchess" but she never reached me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess who's sitting at THE.FIRST.ROW. for Jason Mraz on 5March (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWtkrYhCvaI/AAAAAAAACvc/VlhUtqGyRxk/s1600-h/_overview17566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWtkrYhCvaI/AAAAAAAACvc/VlhUtqGyRxk/s320/_overview17566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290432883754974626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Section PA, Row 1! How much fiercer could our seats possibly get... (: Ahh so exciting I cannot waitttttxzxzxzxzxzxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today I wondered how you would spell "Mrs." out. Kind of like Mr is spelt as Mister. Apparently,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In literature it may appear as “missus” or “missis” in dialogue.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow so we all learn something new everyday. But where the heck did the R in mRs come from really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay am going to attempt channel this geekiness into something that actually matters... like physics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3222297892838333507?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3222297892838333507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3222297892838333507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3222297892838333507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3222297892838333507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/144-first-day.html' title='144 - first day'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWtkrYhCvaI/AAAAAAAACvc/VlhUtqGyRxk/s72-c/_overview17566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-232691937186737283</id><published>2009-01-11T22:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:36:41.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>143 - yuck, wishful thinking</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is the first day of school. And I am not at all ready for it. I have done NOTHING, for the past many months and wow, took me this long to realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for thinking I was miraculously going to become a better student this year. Urghhhhhh my stupid wishful thinking disgusts me beyond belief. I tend to be narcissitic at times, but right now, I hate myself &lt;s&gt;more than anyone in the entire world&lt;/s&gt; (for two seconds there, I forgot what disgusting people there are in the world) quite a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-232691937186737283?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/232691937186737283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=232691937186737283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/232691937186737283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/232691937186737283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/143-yuck-wishful-thinking.html' title='143 - yuck, wishful thinking'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-201800247346131797</id><published>2009-01-08T23:28:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:56:47.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>142 - first productive day</title><content type='html'>Today marked the first productive day of the year (: Despite the occasional people-watching and "omg I need to listen to a mindblowingly amazing song" and the food/drink breaks, I did a decent amount of math and physics. I think being productive actually feels very rewarding, except it's very hard to get "into the zone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today we finally got to strike off one thing from Nabil's 100 things we need to try eating/drinking.&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWYdlNL6ukI/AAAAAAAACvU/FPfgl_u0Gns/s320/Image035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288947337425238594" border="0" /&gt;&amp;amp; it actually tastes as nice as it looks. The raspberry one is wayyyyy nicer than the lime one by the way. It's yummy and fizzy and raspberryyy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh and do you knowwww. that I still haven't found cherry pie ): ): ): Why is it sooooooooooo hard to find ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I wanted to visit the Netherland dwarf I fell in love with last week only to know that someone bought it): ): ): But there were two other white ones with gray ears which were cute beyond belief but were already sold. Except they were still in the pet store because they are too young to be transported about. How cute. I don't think I can wait till I turn eighteen before I get a bunny. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-201800247346131797?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/201800247346131797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=201800247346131797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/201800247346131797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/201800247346131797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/142-first-productive-day.html' title='142 - first productive day'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWYdlNL6ukI/AAAAAAAACvU/FPfgl_u0Gns/s72-c/Image035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6169347029866512210</id><published>2009-01-07T22:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:03:28.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>141</title><content type='html'>We all know Christmas was SO LAST YEAR (as in literally). But seeing how &lt;s&gt;we all pretend to be busy career women&lt;/s&gt; a certain one of us has decided to ground herself until after the A'Levels, we only met up today to exchange our Secret Santa gifts. Because this is worth remembering: WE WERE ALL ON TIME. (: (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWS-jc_RWLI/AAAAAAAACuM/qlj6Xnt7Ank/s320/P1070001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288561378726074546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWS-j-RE1CI/AAAAAAAACuU/HYGXGrtx98M/s320/P1070003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288561387659121698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWS-kf1lYtI/AAAAAAAACuc/T6644SY9vy8/s320/P1070005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288561396670620370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWS-k5bWEnI/AAAAAAAACuk/LRmGdWROaMw/s320/P1070006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288561403539886706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWS-lN4z3oI/AAAAAAAACus/yFyyQCOOjUY/s320/P1070008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288561409032183426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWTBb6L9fiI/AAAAAAAACu0/097UVYCkkB4/s320/P1070010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288564547659857442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWTBca6NfeI/AAAAAAAACu8/scucbGNxiWA/s320/P1070009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288564556443778530" border="0" /&gt;(My camera always only has the most boring pictures, because it is obvious I am a very passive photographer. Amelina&amp;amp;Izzah&amp;amp;Husena, I want pictures please!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husena got me a tiara which my sister is so completely envious of. Hehe thanks Husenaaaaaaaaaaaa &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 Sorry you got me for two consecutive years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and we took neoprints!! (Yes that makes it twice in a week for me. I feel like such a primary school kid. But it is always so exciting not understanding what the machine says and hoping the pictures don't turn out hideous.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWTD2fukycI/AAAAAAAACvM/g8Nx_-vDUrE/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWTD2fukycI/AAAAAAAACvM/g8Nx_-vDUrE/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288567203437005250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's keep this up every year like we promised! Even if it means couriering the pathetic scraps of tissue paper we draw each other's names from. Yay I love us and I love the fact that our initials spell AMINAH. HOW CUTE IS THAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6169347029866512210?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6169347029866512210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6169347029866512210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6169347029866512210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6169347029866512210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/141.html' title='141'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWS-jc_RWLI/AAAAAAAACuM/qlj6Xnt7Ank/s72-c/P1070001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4214275448186596593</id><published>2009-01-05T23:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T08:12:57.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>140 - ):</title><content type='html'>I am becoming a very old eighteen soon. I need to stop doing this whole "crying over nothing really" thing just because thinking about life and well, big things make me feel like the most miserable fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4214275448186596593?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4214275448186596593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4214275448186596593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4214275448186596593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4214275448186596593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/140.html' title='140 - ):'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4349317243042689424</id><published>2009-01-05T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:06:56.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>139 - class chalet</title><content type='html'>I'm not in the best blogging mood, but because I know if I don't blog about it now, I never will. And then I wouldnt be playing to my resolution of blogging more. Here I am. (How I wish I could have such self-discipline when it comes to sticking to my studying resolution.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class chalet for the past two days was rather exciting, I love my classmates. This year's going to be the craziest academic year ever but it comforts me to know I'm going through it all with my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one picture because I uploaded the rest on Facebook. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=54322&amp;amp;l=a47f2&amp;amp;id=512468960"&gt;Here &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=54325&amp;amp;l=709ea&amp;amp;id=512468960"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! So yes, go steal them yourself because I am way too lazy to send them to you. Unless you ask nicely enough... &amp;amp; Don't make me do the tagging thing I do not wish to try and figure out how that thing works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWIeJ23N19I/AAAAAAAACuE/l-7OKKVdTIY/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWIeJ23N19I/AAAAAAAACuE/l-7OKKVdTIY/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287822067181148114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As angsty as I may be right now, this picture makes me laugh so much. Just look at Daryl and his pornstar face hahahahahhahaha. Yes we took neoprints (: So exciting I havent taken neoprints in foreverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also did alot of things I never/haven't done in a long time. Like play pool, which I PROMISE I HAVE SOME HIDDEN TALENT FOR. The balls just always seem to work with me, no matter how badly I hit the cue ball. The worst of course, was the time I actually DIDN'T hit the cue ball and hit another ball instead. HOW.THE.HECK. does that happen. I bet it doesn't happen to anyone else but me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bowled too! My arms are like still tired, I think the ball was too heavy. But it's not my fault the lighter balls didn't come in pink. I don't want to use an ugly ball obviously. Oh and our score board was so cute. Like you can pick themes! Like fairytale, so everytime you hit alot of pins like the wizard will appear on the screen and reward you. Or disco, where these silouettes would start dancing (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I finally learnt to play poker, I think it's a stupid game. Because I love raising the bid even if I have the suckiest cards and end up losing everything. I just always like to pretend I'm good. &amp;amp; played a shitload of card games. &amp;amp; played at the arcade where I am totally disgusted by the fact that we only won FIVE coupons which does not even get you one sweet and that we didn't manage to catch a Stitch plushie with that stupid claw machine thing ): &amp;amp; talked about everything from scandalous RI stories (this topic is like almost a staple in all our long conversations, it is just seriously very exciting) to Kimberly, the pink ranger in Power Rangers a very very very long time ago to Alaric's prospective wife till 7am. &amp;amp; wore Alexander McQueen Spring'09 nets on our heads and used stewardess hairspray to attempt fierce hairdos. &amp;amp; took forever to fall asleep because Daryl's "to sleep" selection of songs is so inappropriate (think Smack That) and ended up sleeping for an hour until Shawn started snoring and I couldn't go back to sleep I was very tempted to smack his head with the pillow. &amp;amp; played very physical Twister where the boys were just having the time of their lives smearing themselves all over each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun, but like I said, I'm just really not in the mood to blog. Toodlezzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4349317243042689424?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4349317243042689424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4349317243042689424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4349317243042689424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4349317243042689424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/139-class-chalet.html' title='139 - class chalet'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SWIeJ23N19I/AAAAAAAACuE/l-7OKKVdTIY/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4286099075278811849</id><published>2009-01-02T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:58:56.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>138 - haven't been productive):</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/AvoDyjMgGW/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AvoDyjMgGW/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years back, I was playing the Kook's version of this song on loop at least a million times. Ahh I love this cover just as much even if I'm only discovering it so many years later. It's one of the songs from Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging. Which by the way, is such a cute movie! And apart from cute British boys and the rather cute cat (I am so not a cat person, but the cat was seriouslyyyyyy damn cute. Doesn't mean I wouldn't freak out if I actually saw it in person... But cute nonetheless.), my favourite thing about the movie was the soundtrack which I thought was damn flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of the year and I haven't really stuck to my resolution of STUDYING MY ASS OFF ): ): ): Tomorrow is going to be a lot a lot more productive, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus the part where my phone decided to become a complete bitch, the year has been rather kind to me (: Today I went with Andrew to one of his fancy "undercover as a finicky customer" jobs. I realised I would never ever make like a good secret agent or anything cus like I am so bad at pretending. I would have the tendency to want to just laugh or giggle, it's so uncool. And then I would start feeling guilty lying to someone who was so nice to me. Ahh well. And then we caught up and discussed obscene secondary school Biology videos over good lemon pudding. Haha after that I watched everbody's favourite teenage drama queen get his haircut and then I'm thinking how.am.I.supposed.to.go.four.months.without.a.haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if you havent realised, part of my resolutions for the year is to blog more because I am a freaking amnesiac and forget everything that happened a few days before...  It's so disgusting, really. So expect my entries to be full of petty details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4286099075278811849?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4286099075278811849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4286099075278811849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4286099075278811849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4286099075278811849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/138-havent-been-productive.html' title='138 - haven&apos;t been productive):'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6555256533842666545</id><published>2009-01-01T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:06:16.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>137 - my phone screwed up on me</title><content type='html'>I'm usually all about omens, but I hope that today is not a reflection of how 2009 will be. Because my phone screwed up on me and I'm like super freaking sad because I love my phone despite it being at the ugliest state ever seeing how it's slammed into the ground a few thousand times. I like laughing at random old text messages and reading schmaltzy ones that get me into a delirious state ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today wasn't all that bad because we had dinner as a family (plus one, but she shall be ignored). And we haven't had dinner as a family in theeeeeeee longest time. And it just felt nice and good talking and bitching about waitresses who look like they don't know what you're saying so I didn't really care that we were eating a lot of chicken. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, I'm craving cherry pie so badly. I don't even know why, I don't remember ever eating cherry pie in my life, but I just feel like eating cherry pie): Does anyone know where I can have cherry pieeeeeeeeeeee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6555256533842666545?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6555256533842666545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6555256533842666545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6555256533842666545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6555256533842666545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/137-my-phone-screwed-up-on-me.html' title='137 - my phone screwed up on me'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6153319804986867389</id><published>2009-01-01T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:24:51.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>136 - new year lashes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVx9pB8z5ZI/AAAAAAAACt0/2JajskqtfGE/s1600-h/new_year_lashes_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVx9pB8z5ZI/AAAAAAAACt0/2JajskqtfGE/s320/new_year_lashes_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286238206477723026" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6153319804986867389?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6153319804986867389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6153319804986867389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6153319804986867389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6153319804986867389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2009/01/136-new-year-lashes.html' title='136 - new year lashes!'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVx9pB8z5ZI/AAAAAAAACt0/2JajskqtfGE/s72-c/new_year_lashes_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-5285009909431412195</id><published>2008-12-31T16:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:02:26.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>135</title><content type='html'>Ahh the obligatory end-of-year post... Except there really isn't a lot for me to say aloud here because I refrain from saying things that incur judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has been a relatively uneventful year, but I don't complain... I enjoy my many days spent doing frivolous nothings. What I can safely say about the year though, is that I am really quite happy with the way it's made me change... for I am a lot prouder of the person I am this year than the one I was last year. (: Abstemious, a lot more attempts at trying to be nicer and with a much less twisted view of my priorities... Quite something, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in keeping with the typical Arina tradition at every milestone in my life, the Thank You speech for the important people responsible for all the 2008 awesomeness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;09S05B&lt;/span&gt;, for being so fun and for making me remotely love school and for making the most unbearable lessons learning unbearable things with the most unbearable teachers rather bearable. (: Extra hearts to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shawn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alaric&lt;/span&gt; and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsz6yT5vrI/AAAAAAAACmU/TAPNZDaP30g/s320/IMG_3409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285875672680087218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs2MtMLe4I/AAAAAAAACm0/KfUAfuL5dlA/s320/DSC06436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285878179566418818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs4WY9AlGI/AAAAAAAACnk/6nGEQZN5sPk/s320/DSC06725.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285880544956028002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs9tbHdSBI/AAAAAAAACqM/5ckYa4CwtmQ/s320/IMG_0842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886438231853074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs9tDsIUwI/AAAAAAAACqE/l9HRBy_Ui74/s320/DSC00347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886431943217922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs9s0BFDyI/AAAAAAAACp8/Jbx9J9hHULs/s320/scan003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886427736117026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs7U1neWUI/AAAAAAAACpU/E5U5T-Thnh8/s320/Photo0518.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285883816825477442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtCYkve_QI/AAAAAAAACr0/C-IOMge3PX0/s320/scan007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891577596542210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtB3RDRMJI/AAAAAAAACrE/WZl3XS4RqIQ/s320/scan0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891005375131794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtB3J7pPQI/AAAAAAAACq8/cIMQiTfUCtU/s320/IMG_3510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891003464105218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtNR-ENfYI/AAAAAAAACsk/eN22Zo56zTo/s320/IMG_3584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285903558763183490" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cheryl Ng Jia Li&lt;/span&gt;, for being the awesomest BFFFFF :D What would lectures, breaks and PE lessons without you be... Hehe our discussions on life and important (or not so important) things /people and our "sneaking off from lessons" dates have been thorougly exciting too (: I know I have the tendency to give you my evil glare and practice my mean Malay sayings to you ): Sorry, I just mm need to channel my meanness somewhere sometimes... And I just happen to know you'll know enough to ignore them all because you know I love you (: (By the way Cheryl, I am totally hurt that you didn't reply to my sappy sms. Please include "Replying text messages and returning/answering phone calls" in your 2009 list of resolutions. Because you didn't reply, I assume you haven't read it so your paragraph here is longer than everyone else's.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs9swXZGLI/AAAAAAAACp0/laZzaTJzpB8/s320/scan002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886426755963058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtB3id6G4I/AAAAAAAACrc/uxIE9uzY7fE/s320/Photo0402.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891010050268034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtPIREC-lI/AAAAAAAACtU/66OunkeHWkg/s320/PB180014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285905591087331922" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maryam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Izzah&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Nurul&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amelina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Husena&lt;/span&gt;, although this year gave us a lot less time and occasion to meet up, I still love you guys the same (: Same to you, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Myrah&lt;/span&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 318px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsxJMkDgPI/AAAAAAAACl0/YoryE_b6_oM/s320/IMG_1358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285872621710442738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsxIX_4nZI/AAAAAAAACls/C51PxdpYnnI/s320/P6061165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285872607600090514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsz7ItKdAI/AAAAAAAACmc/DtlsvmsvOFM/s320/IMG_1190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285875678691619842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs2NMuzlnI/AAAAAAAACnE/zJg7Y6NyYiw/s320/P6280531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285878188033152626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs6iUkHHtI/AAAAAAAACok/oezFGcf5q8w/s320/Photo0126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285882948959542994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs_QjKD1JI/AAAAAAAACqc/TNbPdshaEeU/s320/DSC06829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888141197300882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtB3TQK_OI/AAAAAAAACrM/0ukumA2rg1Q/s320/Photo0168.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891005966122210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtK2d1hcGI/AAAAAAAACsE/tNEm-OrmfrU/s320/IMG_2108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285900887231918178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtNTYz2FBI/AAAAAAAACtE/av2n3q3ioFY/s320/DSC04369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285903583122166802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtNSkEPaoI/AAAAAAAACs0/HGgX_jMukn0/s320/DSC04227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285903568963857026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtNSdSqDlI/AAAAAAAACss/WMPz52iAO0o/s320/DSC04206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285903567145274962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtPJPbe4-I/AAAAAAAACts/UHd5iuSJ-dg/s320/scan0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285905607828628450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtPJH0fiFI/AAAAAAAACtk/usNrHxMyClI/s320/PB180031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285905605786044498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtPIldp49I/AAAAAAAACtc/ue4_pSU7cWc/s320/PB180021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285905596563448786" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suvitha Krishnan&lt;/span&gt; for being such amazing company especially during our almost nightly conversations on life/people/things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bryan Chia&lt;/span&gt; for being a whole load of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs5UGuXtiI/AAAAAAAACn0/_duwb106HRY/s320/Image126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285881605214680610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtK3CJfL3I/AAAAAAAACsc/0vHdWKCESJU/s320/PB130007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285900896979332978" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my cousins&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my little neighbour&lt;/span&gt; for being a whole load of fun too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsxHrKW-5I/AAAAAAAAClU/B2waBG9YO-4/s320/PIC_0845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285872595564428178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs2Mhvmj7I/AAAAAAAACm8/UJb5ph3LYHM/s320/Photo0175.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285878176493768626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs6imGqfbI/AAAAAAAACos/6KhGqfFsiHM/s320/Photo0146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285882953667870130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs7Urz9jbI/AAAAAAAACpE/BCHJz4NqLU0/s320/Photo0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285883814193499570" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kenny &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vincent&lt;/span&gt; for all the very very many haircuts I've had this year haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my maid&lt;/span&gt;, for being the best older sister I've never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs7VfzuTJI/AAAAAAAACpk/UEVhZQ3n2uo/s320/Photo0570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285883828151143570" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my brother &lt;/span&gt;for letting me raid all your things and for all your crazy antics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my father&lt;/span&gt;, despite us having quite the hugest feud this year, who I am many times grateful for although I do not show it. Well, hard love, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Siti Alifah bte Abu Bakar&lt;/span&gt;, for savaging so many of my lousy days by saying random cute things, or by singing and dancing to any insane teenybopper songs (yes, I appreciate them even if I scream at you to shut up), for accompanying me to coffee and lunch and random shopping trips when home becomes a little less bearable and for sharing all your wise knowledge on Disney teenstars. (: Haha although we do a lot of screaming at each other (yes, it's hard when two pretend princesses live under one roof), I have never once stopped loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs6irQd2zI/AAAAAAAACo0/oxf5vuIlZPU/s320/Photo0418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285882955051162418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs7U2qT-sI/AAAAAAAACpM/VRXuRDqeQls/s320/Photo0469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285883817105816258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs7VJLCjGI/AAAAAAAACpc/kh-f9nvYWUs/s320/Photo0566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285883822074924130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtK2kTFiJI/AAAAAAAACsM/p0oz7Vgtf4o/s320/Photo0863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285900888966531218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtPIIDfTeI/AAAAAAAACtM/TeIbgc5m-6M/s320/Image030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285905588669074914" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goh Shi Hui&lt;/span&gt;, for reminding me I'm not the only one who makes all these tearjerking conversations, for doing fun frivolous research on 11:11 and for being one of the best people to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs2L34mEPI/AAAAAAAACmk/EHl2QVEqT9E/s320/P6211787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285878165257195762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs4WPE7nxI/AAAAAAAACnU/NuUrNukItfA/s320/DSC03392.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285880542304902930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs5Vhty-DI/AAAAAAAACoU/PczJb6gn1L0/s320/P2231037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285881629639899186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs5VJc2EMI/AAAAAAAACoM/tffnrNfJUvY/s320/P2091001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285881623126347970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs_RGLdTMI/AAAAAAAACq0/mtARs6lBoaY/s320/CIMG2708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888150598405314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs9spitNPI/AAAAAAAACps/Z6hID40gfbQ/s320/Photo0609.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285886424924370162" border="0" /&gt;To &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nabil Aliffi&lt;/span&gt;, for being you in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs6iXswwXI/AAAAAAAACoc/2E6eT7xzkUE/s320/Photo0119.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285882949801132402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs4WKEUwsI/AAAAAAAACnc/S3IVKdh9KtE/s320/Image953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285880540960178882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs5UpJX7XI/AAAAAAAACoE/_xHQpeQbdd8/s320/Image1004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285881614454746482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtNS_CQxxI/AAAAAAAACs8/4-89njc9hWM/s320/DSC04322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285903576203314962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; To whoever else who's been a part of my 2008 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtB3qKewpI/AAAAAAAACrU/zyIkFB0fOBg/s320/DSCF3032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891012116267666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs2MYTRAHI/AAAAAAAACms/Ze8ntJt_FIk/s320/IMG_2227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285878173958996082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs4WqAZDjI/AAAAAAAACns/alwr_fJNZFE/s320/Image455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285880549533617714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs4VrSNwzI/AAAAAAAACnM/9GLq8AYI7LA/s320/sff_yo%21_026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285880532696941362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsz6OV069I/AAAAAAAACmE/fM2QR2pHlYM/s320/IMG_1335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285875663024483282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsz59zynHI/AAAAAAAACl8/GDg3_c1bJwU/s320/IMG_1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285875658586758258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs_QyxSnAI/AAAAAAAACqs/dYcEeS7k1VY/s320/CIMG2707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888145388379138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs_QofQPzI/AAAAAAAACqk/UAdVhCb7rnE/s320/DSC06852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888142628372274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVs_QH3EmyI/AAAAAAAACqU/0sEFWvJj2DY/s320/DSC06769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285888133869902626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtCYowxHCI/AAAAAAAACrs/RqAn2wPrIXs/s320/Photo0629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891578675665954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtCYVzPzgI/AAAAAAAACrk/gUvXitAQW1w/s320/Photo0628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285891573585792514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtK26gCb7I/AAAAAAAACsU/NpSmMjY13_k/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285900894926434226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVtK10l3LuI/AAAAAAAACr8/YiiRTQ8vH-Q/s320/DSC08702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285900876160380642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-5285009909431412195?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5285009909431412195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=5285009909431412195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5285009909431412195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5285009909431412195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/135.html' title='135'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVsz6yT5vrI/AAAAAAAACmU/TAPNZDaP30g/s72-c/IMG_3409.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-5265683275463938189</id><published>2008-12-29T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T00:14:51.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>134</title><content type='html'>I was at Pet Safari for the longest time today, while waiting for my maid. Because there are days where I just don't feel like going on long walks alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there, I met the cutest effing rabbit. It's a dark gray Netherland dwarf with like super mini ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Then I think that I will need a rabbit to complete my life. Because I'm turning a very old eighteen next year. And it just seems like a very age-appropriate thing to have at a pseudo-adult age, no? Also I love bunnies beyond belief. I also have been needing some kind of "always always there no matter what shit happens" companion on all my miserable and lonely days. And it really helps if the companion is beautifullllllll. Seeing how next year is going to be a very intense psychotic year, I think short bonding sessions with my bunny would end each day perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might get one for myself the day I turn eighteen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-5265683275463938189?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5265683275463938189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=5265683275463938189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5265683275463938189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5265683275463938189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/134.html' title='134'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3004665904764514074</id><published>2008-12-26T20:36:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T21:17:57.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'>133</title><content type='html'>I chopped off my hair. Quite a lot of it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 155px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVTTYzWhrkI/AAAAAAAACks/OCbnR1WLZ60/s320/PC262161.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284080685867445826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 155px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVTUHuHzZOI/AAAAAAAAClE/fC3MSOdFXWE/s320/PC262164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284081491917366498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 155px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVTZNnRhfpI/AAAAAAAAClM/NL1W-P1czSI/s320/PC262155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284087090716442258" border="0" /&gt;This is because I vow not to cut an inch of my hair anymore until after SYF next year. That means close to four months without a haircut. I don't know how I'm going to survive. But seeing how I'm going to be full of self-discipline next year, I know I can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3004665904764514074?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3004665904764514074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3004665904764514074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3004665904764514074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3004665904764514074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/133.html' title='133'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVTTYzWhrkI/AAAAAAAACks/OCbnR1WLZ60/s72-c/PC262161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7256538372195591577</id><published>2008-12-24T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:39:21.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>132</title><content type='html'>It is official. I lose at life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played The Game of Life with my sister and little neighbour an hour ago and I lost. (Not that it's surprising, because I really NEVER EVER win in games. Ever. Except for that one time I beat Mary in Izzah's tappy-tappy game on her iphone.) I kept landing on all these "You bought an art piece, pay $125,000" spaces, it's so irritating. ): ): ): ): ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay Arina, it's just a game! Totally no indication on how life would be like... Although it does sound like me to blow all my money off on art... or clothes... ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as Donatella Versace says, we should all fight for our own happy endings. And yes, I am determined to live a happy life in the future. I am also determined to stop believing in fairytales and wishing I was a Disney princess living in Disneyland, wearing pretty sparkly frocks everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step one, study hard and ace your A'Levels. Seriously.need.to.mug.my.ass.off.next.year. I don't know how I expect myself to miraculously become so much more disciplined and so much more hardworking. But I seriously seriously seriously have to. And I know I am not going to be able to do it myself, so I am giving you every right to scream at me to make sure I study... Not that you might care whether or not I study, but screaming helps calm the soul, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and since I mentioned Donatella's quote, shall post the editorial I got it from since it has been 10million years since I last posted an editorial. It's super cuteeeeeeee, makes me love Lagerfeld and Alber Elbaz so much moreeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Designers' Costume Drama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harper's Bazaar September'08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWCWoHG7I/AAAAAAAACic/_AjqmPQB4wI/s1600-h/1+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWCWoHG7I/AAAAAAAACic/_AjqmPQB4wI/s320/1+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283379911292558258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWC6WmhZI/AAAAAAAACik/X87hFRAl90s/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWC6WmhZI/AAAAAAAACik/X87hFRAl90s/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283379920882795922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWDCdRCcI/AAAAAAAACis/mYee5S0jwOM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWDCdRCcI/AAAAAAAACis/mYee5S0jwOM/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283379923058231746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWDJjSNbI/AAAAAAAACi0/_0iR9OhEPyw/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWDJjSNbI/AAAAAAAACi0/_0iR9OhEPyw/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283379924962522546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWDZTT3zI/AAAAAAAACi8/YGSeHcZMBds/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWDZTT3zI/AAAAAAAACi8/YGSeHcZMBds/s320/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283379929190489906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5qrcuHI/AAAAAAAACjk/B4pZs0ON0SY/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5qrcuHI/AAAAAAAACjk/B4pZs0ON0SY/s320/6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283380861568071794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5VD5SoI/AAAAAAAACjc/ZrHWsYs1nAA/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5VD5SoI/AAAAAAAACjc/ZrHWsYs1nAA/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283380855765027458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5QHjzAI/AAAAAAAACjU/9EAQxfU6ozI/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5QHjzAI/AAAAAAAACjU/9EAQxfU6ozI/s320/8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283380854438218754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5MU0qnI/AAAAAAAACjM/rN_ivN8Wopw/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJW5MU0qnI/AAAAAAAACjM/rN_ivN8Wopw/s320/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283380853420108402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7256538372195591577?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7256538372195591577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7256538372195591577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7256538372195591577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7256538372195591577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/132_24.html' title='132'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SVJWCWoHG7I/AAAAAAAACic/_AjqmPQB4wI/s72-c/1+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4845842737409348583</id><published>2008-12-22T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T21:01:37.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>131</title><content type='html'>I think I want to be a full time granny. You know the tea/coffee swilling sort who spends her days doing kitschy art and craft projects and loses track of the date and time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except of course, that will not be possible come the new year. So I will relish the few days left of this year being all granny. Come 1st of Jan, I'm burying my head in books. Seriously and you better help me make sure I do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I know people are still stuck on Christmas wish lists, but I already have the first thing on my birthday wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jasonmraz.com/#/tour/"&gt;JASON MRAZ, 5MARCH'09, INDOOR STADIUM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4845842737409348583?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4845842737409348583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4845842737409348583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4845842737409348583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4845842737409348583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/131_22.html' title='131'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-5517692331986212278</id><published>2008-12-17T20:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T23:27:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>130</title><content type='html'>Because everything needs a little makeover now and then (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Images from Prada's F/W'08 lookbook if you were wondering. I saw it and instantly fell in love and decided my blog needed to be revamped. Not that I think this does any justice to the image, because you have to look at all the uber fierce details, but like whatevezzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I could stick to annoying blog posts forever. I like how it doesn't attract unwanted attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dyou knowwwww...that I sewed myself the cutest effing pencil case last night. Because I was sick of counting sheep. (Yes, I'm suffering from a major case of insomnia. And I seriously count sheep. But then I get very annoyed once I reach 30 and the sheeps in my mind subconsiously start stomping over the fence instead of jumping over it. It's kind of irritating.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SUjpWkDKfkI/AAAAAAAACiU/bemNWAGxrR0/s1600-h/Photo0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SUjpWkDKfkI/AAAAAAAACiU/bemNWAGxrR0/s320/Photo0888.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280727136935247426" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My maid was wondering why it was so oddly shaped ): Please say you can tell that it's supposed to be a bunny!! Why else would I have a random piece of gingham flap... They're earsssssssss! The silhouette of the arms were supposed to be a lot more defined, but I kind of suck at sewing curvey curves. Whatever, I still think it's kind of obvious it's a bunny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nice song! To say sorry my blog has been so annoying lately! (Not that it has any relevance, but it's nice anywayzzzzzzzzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/MMphLXmuj5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/MMphLXmuj5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Edit]&lt;br /&gt;Because Cheryl complained. &amp;amp; Because I forgot that people who read my blog actually judge me. I deleted the last two posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-5517692331986212278?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5517692331986212278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=5517692331986212278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5517692331986212278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5517692331986212278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/132.html' title='130'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SUjpWkDKfkI/AAAAAAAACiU/bemNWAGxrR0/s72-c/Photo0888.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7432601926568220259</id><published>2008-12-10T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T23:33:32.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>129</title><content type='html'>Hello world, my soul is back from its brief but thoroughly embarrassing vacation. Hehe it was actually an extremely unnecessary vacation, I think it had to happen only because my soul was mm taking baby steps and treading new lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the things I believe in, fate is one I always stand by. And I always always console myself at the shittiest times, that fate has its ways of turning things around and making wonderful things happen in due time. And I think, that lately, fate been kind to me... Except I didn't really realise it. Either that or I just wasn't used to having merry happy things happening to me just because. So yes in some very absurd way, I made the very things I should be singing about the things that made me utterly miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. I need to remember that some times good things just happen, even if you don't think you're worthy of them. Because, fate's fair. And I also need to remember that when good things happen, I musn't keep questioning their existence. Like hellooooo you complain that good things don't come your way. But when something does, you kind of lose it and turn it around into something bad? Mmm retarded much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm don't know why it took me days to realise something so brainless like that. But well... I would laugh at myself, but I have done and said way too many embarrassing things of the late, so I shall be kind to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the one person who should've been the last person I should have even thought of talking to, but turned out to be the person I ended up talking to... Thank you I love you. Not that you said anything, because it was all an auto message. So tell your computer (or whatever it is that is in charge of auto messages) that I love him/her/it :D Oh and tell it that I'm usually WAYYYY cooler than that and usually not very schmaltzy and gay. Also mention that I'm very happy he/she/it would even want to talk to me after hearing all the mm very embarrassing things I said... Normal people would mm naturally be very weirded out... But since it wasssss an automessage afterall, and not so much a person, it makes sense that I didn't weird anyone out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to she who I finally spoke to after so long, our epic conversation totally made my day (: Lubbdubbxzxzxzxzxzxzxzxzzxzxzx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7432601926568220259?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7432601926568220259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7432601926568220259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7432601926568220259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7432601926568220259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/129.html' title='129'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8430120914079701751</id><published>2008-12-07T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:53:15.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>128</title><content type='html'>My soul (or what there is of it) is going on holiday to a little tavern unknown to mankind. For whatever duration it takes for it to become fierce(r) and become unscathed and for it to learn to do that independently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for however long it takes, you don't want to talk to me. Unless you know I want to talk to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8430120914079701751?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8430120914079701751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8430120914079701751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8430120914079701751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8430120914079701751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/128.html' title='128'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4467969089733788650</id><published>2008-12-07T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T01:47:08.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>127</title><content type='html'>I think that. I don't need people telling me that I am ugly uncool or that I am not worthy of certain friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because. Even if I am, I honestly honestly do not give a flying fuck. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, stop wasting the space on my tagboard. I want to talk to my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4467969089733788650?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4467969089733788650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4467969089733788650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4467969089733788650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4467969089733788650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/127.html' title='127'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6469004850070009817</id><published>2008-12-05T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:42:36.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>126</title><content type='html'>If Singapore was cold and if I had lots of money, I would live my life dressed in Burberry Prorsum. Christopher Bailey is my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry Prorsum Pre-Fall 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT22GMRnI/AAAAAAAACh0/Gfns6FTIcVg/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT22GMRnI/AAAAAAAACh0/Gfns6FTIcVg/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276270271396595314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2ib12uI/AAAAAAAAChs/QvqkUw6yoB0/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2ib12uI/AAAAAAAAChs/QvqkUw6yoB0/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276270266118691554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2sBbMwI/AAAAAAAAChk/KV_3xnHn2rI/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2sBbMwI/AAAAAAAAChk/KV_3xnHn2rI/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276270268692247298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2TFSyBI/AAAAAAAAChc/3Pn-R5xFaPA/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2TFSyBI/AAAAAAAAChc/3Pn-R5xFaPA/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276270261997586450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2ao4wBI/AAAAAAAAChU/PftFgm90qlk/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT2ao4wBI/AAAAAAAAChU/PftFgm90qlk/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276270264025923602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTj_Db3hI/AAAAAAAAChM/ltHY2jv0BqA/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTj_Db3hI/AAAAAAAAChM/ltHY2jv0BqA/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276269947383438866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjvjLrCI/AAAAAAAAChE/1E9_R9U8ItE/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjvjLrCI/AAAAAAAAChE/1E9_R9U8ItE/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276269943221627938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjg17oVI/AAAAAAAACg8/uhqjtiwA4I8/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjg17oVI/AAAAAAAACg8/uhqjtiwA4I8/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276269939273736530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjQ2ZCWI/AAAAAAAACg0/oBmeT8uKbyw/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjQ2ZCWI/AAAAAAAACg0/oBmeT8uKbyw/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276269934980696418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjXPB1UI/AAAAAAAACgs/hAK4-K3tQjk/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkTjXPB1UI/AAAAAAAACgs/hAK4-K3tQjk/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276269936694646082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But if wanting 10 looks from one season makes me greedy, I would be fine with just the 3rd, 8th and 9th. You knowwwwww, in case you or my maid strike lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Chanel Pre-Fall 2009 is worth checking out! I don't remember the last time a Chanel collection looked any different from the previous season but this season is very unlike the previous, so yay Karl :D The influence on this collection mm kinda has been done by other designers before, but I like it still. (: I would post pictures, but I'm too lazy and want to post these pictures instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkZ_rozXkI/AAAAAAAACiE/JO0oz24bDyg/s1600-h/PC052106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkZ_rozXkI/AAAAAAAACiE/JO0oz24bDyg/s320/PC052106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277020277562946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkZ_S8drVI/AAAAAAAACh8/NtnKFNFsY3Y/s1600-h/PC052108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkZ_S8drVI/AAAAAAAACh8/NtnKFNFsY3Y/s320/PC052108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276277013649141074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do not usually shamelessly publish my things. But I haven't loved something I bought as much as this so excuse me. I mean, they're kind of fun to look at too what right (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6469004850070009817?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6469004850070009817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6469004850070009817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6469004850070009817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6469004850070009817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/126.html' title='126'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STkT22GMRnI/AAAAAAAACh0/Gfns6FTIcVg/s72-c/Burberry+Prorsum+Pre-Fall+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6953407748704282961</id><published>2008-12-04T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T09:15:22.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>125</title><content type='html'>I need to begin with a "I know I am not cool enough not pretty enough not everything enough and you hate me and want to throw daggers at me, but I will say what I want" disclaimer. So yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was about favouritest girl in the world, today was about favouritest boy. Who we watched and was super fly and fierce and so cute and fierce. Well the entire thing was alot of fun to watch, minus the parts you want to hug them and say shit happens. And despite being the cold heartless bitch that I am, there were bits that I could relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely enough though, I don't seek alot of comfort in knowing that I'm not the only one who goes through shit... Because mm, at least make me feel like I'm going through shit so someone else wouldn't have to go through shit. But then like you realise everyone goes through their own shit. Why must it be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, will not make this post into an angsty rant. I would leave you with pictures but then I would go into my ugly legs ugly arms ugly ugly fit, which is no good. So just two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STgV2Ve08cI/AAAAAAAACgk/ZeIXvQs_FU4/s1600-h/DSC08697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STgV2Ve08cI/AAAAAAAACgk/ZeIXvQs_FU4/s320/DSC08697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275990986688098754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STgV1-qxegI/AAAAAAAACgc/DtD9GDEHVvs/s1600-h/DSC08702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STgV1-qxegI/AAAAAAAACgc/DtD9GDEHVvs/s320/DSC08702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275990980564187650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And if you look hard enough, you would spot fierce shoes. Except the pictures do no justice to them. And I can finally say, "If Victoria Beckham can walk in them, so can I."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6953407748704282961?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6953407748704282961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6953407748704282961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6953407748704282961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6953407748704282961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/125.html' title='125'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STgV2Ve08cI/AAAAAAAACgk/ZeIXvQs_FU4/s72-c/DSC08697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-2937463176899947540</id><published>2008-12-04T02:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:42:42.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>124</title><content type='html'>HAHA OMG THIS IS SO GREAT YOU HAVEEEE TO WATCH IT. An Ali G interview with VBecks and Becks from two years ago. I saw it posted on one of the many million sites I visit everyday haha in all the hype of Vicky's dress collection launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="258" width="318"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P842Tmi6lrc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P842Tmi6lrc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="258" width="318"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE VICTORIA BECKHAM. She is so fierce now and so cute back then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-2937463176899947540?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2937463176899947540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=2937463176899947540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2937463176899947540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2937463176899947540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/124.html' title='124'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4244179134176504029</id><published>2008-12-03T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:27:44.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>123</title><content type='html'>What was supposed to be my hunt for flats to allow my feet to recuperate, ended up with me buying heels... that are TOTALLY not made for walking. And ignoring the fact that they are so last season (because do people really care?), I am sooooooo beyond thrilled. Because they are the fiercest freaking pair of shoes I've ever had. (: I would tell you what they are, but it ruins the surprise... because you have to see them in the flash. Or I might post a picture, if I ever get round to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now though, pictures of my favouritest girl in the world :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STai-6nNG3I/AAAAAAAACgU/gqdm5R-BkYs/s1600-h/Photo0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STai-6nNG3I/AAAAAAAACgU/gqdm5R-BkYs/s320/Photo0864.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275583215280397170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STai-Yy5IaI/AAAAAAAACgM/61NmqzQRexg/s1600-h/Photo0863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STai-Yy5IaI/AAAAAAAACgM/61NmqzQRexg/s320/Photo0863.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275583206202614178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who makes a good shopping buddy, except I end up shopping for two instead of one. But it's okay, she can only find clothes her size at like Zara Kids and the season in the stores now is Fall and there really isn't alot of wearable Fall things in sunny Singapore... haha so, lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, TODAY I STARTED QUESTIONING IF WE ARE EVEN SISTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I was all like, oh my god I spent so much money today, I wasn't supposed to spend alot of money. I told myself I wouldn't. Let's eat fast food, at least makes me feel like I'm saving money. And she was like WHAAAAT omg, let's not buy any clothes for me. Then does that mean we can eat some place fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I literally GAWKED when she said that. I am all about clothes &gt; food, always always always. But she on the other hand is FOOOOOD &gt; clothes. Don't get it man. Don't.get.it.at.all. And she was really serious. Well, I think it shows from the pictures above... how my sister gets around food. Haha so we ended up buying clothes AND eating sushi because I refused to let her choose food over clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm actually today I realised how different we really are... Kind of like how I would never pretend to have paparazzi following me when walking along Orchard Road, while she does that, shielding her face with her shopping bags. And kind of like how I would never do a "Justin singing Hairspray in the subway" except with my sister, it's High School Musical in the MRT. Haha ahh well, it's okay I love her still (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think this entry is hard proof of how I completely lack self-discipline and do not keep promises made to myself. I remember my last entry going like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It also sucks to be poor, I need to stop spending money. Okay promise myself that other than investing in a fierce pair of flats (Yes, I NEED flats. My feet have been murdered from wearing heels for 10 consecutive days.) and a big roomy dress down dress up bag, I will not spend anymore money. SERIOUSLYYYYY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH ARINA. WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4244179134176504029?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4244179134176504029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4244179134176504029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4244179134176504029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4244179134176504029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/12/123.html' title='123'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/STai-6nNG3I/AAAAAAAACgU/gqdm5R-BkYs/s72-c/Photo0864.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4977518788213703661</id><published>2008-11-30T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T21:49:51.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>122</title><content type='html'>Ahh the holidays are passing too quickly. ): And other than eating, sleeping and spending way way wayyyyyy too much money, I haven't done anything much. It also sucks to be poor, I need to stop spending money. Okay promise myself that other than investing in a fierce pair of flats (Yes, I NEED flats. My feet have been murdered from wearing heels for 10 consecutive days.) and a big roomy dress down dress up bag, I will not spend anymore money. SERIOUSLYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bags, I saw someone carrying the Burberry Warrior bag today, and it is so freaking fierce omg. And it's so last two seasons, but I looooooooove it still and I have half the heart to invest in it. There's always ebay for all last season's bags... Or I could stick to the black Miu Miu Coffer which I decided on a few months ago. Except now, that bag is being used to death. TO.DEATH. ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Things I need to do for the rest of the holidays:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Invest in a fierce pair of flats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. And a nice roomy dress up dress down bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Do something terribly exciting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I crazy for wanting to try the G-Max reverse bungy thing? It is just very enticing, because every time I go to my cousin's art gallery, I pass it. And I've been needing some few seconds of mad adrenaline rush. Someone go on it with me please? (: Everyone else says they would watch me and support me from on the ground, noone wants to sit in it with me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. STUDY. Seriously. S.T.U.D.Y. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Do something to counter all the fats I have put on in the past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to run or swim. Something funner, like cycling maybe? And yes, I CAN CYCLE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4977518788213703661?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4977518788213703661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4977518788213703661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4977518788213703661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4977518788213703661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/122.html' title='122'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-920150911843637215</id><published>2008-11-22T22:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:21:39.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121</title><content type='html'>I spent the last 80mins watching this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSgR26-K-VI/AAAAAAAACf8/aR5--RpH_xU/s1600-h/lagerfeldpostersm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSgR26-K-VI/AAAAAAAACf8/aR5--RpH_xU/s320/lagerfeldpostersm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271482999077796178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D It's not as interesting as I expected it to be. But I had a good time laughing anyway. Karl is always preaching his fancy philosophies. And he's actually rather funny, and extremely eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His house is all books and magazines and rings and ipods. Haha apparently he has more than 25ipods... Why a person needs so many, I wouldn't know. His library is insaneeeeeee, he probably has as many books as the whole of the national library. Don't even get me started on his closet (dyou even call that a closet?) of jackets....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha oooh and he has this cushion he puts on his stomach during car and plane rides because he gets a nervous stomach. His nanny made it for him when he was ten!! And like he puts it in a case because it's all in rags now, like there's supposed to be a train and the words "Bon Voyage" on it but they've all faded... You still see a bit of the train though... HAHA so cute rightttttttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my most favourite part of the documentary has got to be the toilet sign in the atelier!! Haha this is what the back of the toilet door said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSgXTWEKpgI/AAAAAAAACgE/wuUtb5Rgelo/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSgXTWEKpgI/AAAAAAAACgE/wuUtb5Rgelo/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271488984945174018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which means "Pissing everywhere isn't very Chanel." HAHAHAHA :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bug me enough if you want to watch this and I'll pass it to you in your thumbdrive or whichever fancy gadget you likeeee. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-920150911843637215?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/920150911843637215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=920150911843637215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/920150911843637215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/920150911843637215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/121.html' title='121'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSgR26-K-VI/AAAAAAAACf8/aR5--RpH_xU/s72-c/lagerfeldpostersm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-2448166829483301470</id><published>2008-11-19T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:43:51.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>120</title><content type='html'>Need.to.stop.being.such.a.baby. And need to learn how to be a jolly happy grateful girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's obviously a sucky day, but yesterday was fun (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPffSwpbcI/AAAAAAAACf0/yZmU-5L_GOA/s1600-h/PB180001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPffSwpbcI/AAAAAAAACf0/yZmU-5L_GOA/s320/PB180001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270301717658430914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPffPo56XI/AAAAAAAACfs/98YATteA5iQ/s1600-h/PB180007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPffPo56XI/AAAAAAAACfs/98YATteA5iQ/s320/PB180007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270301716820650354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPffHNTBpI/AAAAAAAACfk/_PFDuI4Qp3U/s1600-h/PB180014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPffHNTBpI/AAAAAAAACfk/_PFDuI4Qp3U/s320/PB180014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270301714557372050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPfe8RRdXI/AAAAAAAACfc/zk0PO3Mjtv0/s1600-h/PB180019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPfe8RRdXI/AAAAAAAACfc/zk0PO3Mjtv0/s320/PB180019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270301711621256562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPfeWaloKI/AAAAAAAACfU/YLW-iCaIjJA/s1600-h/PB180021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPfeWaloKI/AAAAAAAACfU/YLW-iCaIjJA/s320/PB180021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270301701459779746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcpOnpbkI/AAAAAAAACfM/Ug4niLNGDtQ/s1600-h/PB180024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcpOnpbkI/AAAAAAAACfM/Ug4niLNGDtQ/s320/PB180024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270298589810748994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPco6o_2dI/AAAAAAAACfE/ZyCHZhyOvAY/s1600-h/PB180029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPco6o_2dI/AAAAAAAACfE/ZyCHZhyOvAY/s320/PB180029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270298584447703506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(To Amelina, for ruining the photo)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcolVlGWI/AAAAAAAACe8/HheMfZFpusc/s1600-h/PB180032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcolVlGWI/AAAAAAAACe8/HheMfZFpusc/s320/PB180032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270298578729113954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcoV1VffI/AAAAAAAACe0/szKLFoxhlsc/s1600-h/PB180034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcoV1VffI/AAAAAAAACe0/szKLFoxhlsc/s320/PB180034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270298574567341554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcoXEpJWI/AAAAAAAACes/7ioX4NDh-OI/s1600-h/PB180039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPcoXEpJWI/AAAAAAAACes/7ioX4NDh-OI/s320/PB180039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270298574899979618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-2448166829483301470?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2448166829483301470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=2448166829483301470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2448166829483301470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2448166829483301470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/120.html' title='120'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSPffSwpbcI/AAAAAAAACf0/yZmU-5L_GOA/s72-c/PB180001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1992976355567685550</id><published>2008-11-16T23:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:06:03.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>119</title><content type='html'>I always hear people saying they want to get married in Vera Wang. But I never understood why, because I never saw the appeal of her designs through her main line. Now that Spring'09 fashion weeks are over, I am left to viewing Spring'09 Bridal shows! Haha it's quite fun even if I may end up a spinster with 20 rabbits and lots of clothes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYHOWWWWWW, I FINALLY SEE WHY PEOPLE LOVE VERA WANG!!! She does wedding gowns sooooo beautifullyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBB8fXajOI/AAAAAAAACdM/MNbNm3Lv7EU/s1600-h/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBB8fXajOI/AAAAAAAACdM/MNbNm3Lv7EU/s320/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269284071491144930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBB8kkTg6I/AAAAAAAACdU/lt_UsdYOc40/s1600-h/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBB8kkTg6I/AAAAAAAACdU/lt_UsdYOc40/s320/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269284072887387042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBB8upPmmI/AAAAAAAACdc/9_voCycXC9Y/s1600-h/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBDJ-aVYqI/AAAAAAAACec/_JdQta2z4qU/s320/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269285402674815650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBDKId5r-I/AAAAAAAACek/U-w48ync5aM/s1600-h/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBDKId5r-I/AAAAAAAACek/U-w48ync5aM/s320/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269285405374132194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much more miserable note, Alaric is leaving for China on Thursday and we were totally supposed to have a FantasticFour lunch/dinner date but stupid me and amnesia and getting all my dates and times wrong, so I don't think I'll be able to make it anymoreeeee. ): ): ): SORRY CHERYL! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-1992976355567685550?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1992976355567685550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1992976355567685550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1992976355567685550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1992976355567685550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/119.html' title='119'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SSBB8fXajOI/AAAAAAAACdM/MNbNm3Lv7EU/s72-c/Vera+Wang+Bridal+Spring+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4558057817795504284</id><published>2008-11-13T23:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:45:09.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>118</title><content type='html'>RIHANNA.was.disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was AN HOUR LONG. And I'm not even exaggerating. It was REALLY an hour long. And she opened with Disturbia but didn't even sing it. Because her mic was not working. ): ): ): And you would think she would've encored the song. BUT NOOOOOOO. HOW COULD SHE NOT HAVE SANG DISTURBIA): ): ): IT IS LIKE THE ONE SONG I NEEDED TO HEAR. It's not like she sang much throughout the rest of the concert anyway... I think her backups sang more than she did. And I think she was kind of pissed off over Disturbia so she like lost momentum for the next few songs. Something she couldn't have afforded to do seeing how the concert was 60mins long... And I actually made it a point to wear ugly shoes you knowwwww because I knew I didn't want my feet to die wearing fierce shoes to a concert. But I am angry now, because my feet could have so been able to withstand a 60minute long concert in fierce shoes): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay but I would be lying if I said I didn't enjoy every second of it. With Rihanna songs, how can anyone not have fun!!! And I finally see why people think she's kinda cute... because she kinda is. And she actually looks a lot better in person...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing, yes. But I didn't regret it. Rihanna is one of them on my list of "5 people I need to see live". The other four being Jason Mraz, James Morrison, John Mayer, Justin Timberlake. Three more to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got a chance to watch Rihanna live again though, I probably would. Because I have faith. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SRxWyQb8nUI/AAAAAAAACdE/0NoPoYJzdf0/s320/PB130003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268181085522271554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4558057817795504284?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4558057817795504284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4558057817795504284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4558057817795504284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4558057817795504284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/118.html' title='118'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SRxVR-VoNLI/AAAAAAAACcM/OKxVKiBy7Hw/s72-c/PB130004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4458130302782206122</id><published>2008-11-10T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:18:42.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>117</title><content type='html'>Today was supposed to be my "stay at home to relax after my exhaustive days of working" day. But Bib called me down for lunch and I was off the moment I was up. It was good fun catching up though :D And then I told her about how I needed a holiday and I told her how I wanted it to be like. And she went, "Arina, you don't need a holiday. You need a honeymoon." Which I thought about and decided was true. I am always hopelessly in my fairytale fantasies... Must.learn.to.stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4458130302782206122?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4458130302782206122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4458130302782206122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4458130302782206122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4458130302782206122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/117.html' title='117'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-2763965528737089539</id><published>2008-11-09T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:58:28.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>116</title><content type='html'>Ahh today concluded a very exciting phase of my life! :D My first shot at the working world. Haha okay, so it was four days long... But it was so ultra uber exciting, and I'm very happy it happened (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's probably heard of the Club21 Bazaar that happened over the past three days - or four if you're special. Haha it was freaking madness, there were sooooooooooooo many people and sooooooooooooooo much clothes and soooooooooooooooo much clothes and soooooooo many people. Yeah, okay you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep. You know how after you pick out all the things you potentially want to buy and then decide later that you don't want it so you just drop it off wherever. The people in charge of the different brands would then have to tirelessly compile the clothes in their area that weren't supposed to be there and then chuck it all into the sorting room. That was where I was in. And what I had to do was to sort out all the clothes into the right brands and then get them delivered back to where they belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was insane. I am now a master at clothes-chucking, with throwing skills that can make the basketball team weep... except I'm not very good at balls... I'm good at throwing clothes. Never in ten million years have I imagined myself flinging clothes with tags over a thousand bucks. Throwing around all that Dries Van Noten and Balenciaga and Alexander McQueen was actually quite therapeutic haha. Like sometimes I try to fling a piece of garment and it doesn't land where it's supposed to and we all just say "Oooops"... Can you imagine! Throwing and dropping Jil Sander sweaters and Marc Jacobs dresses that used to cost thousands of dollars, that I used to gasp when I got to hold! Insane I know... But when there are SOOOOO much clothes like that, you cannot shower them all with love. And I was actually SO good at my job (: And it's always nice to get mm some recognition. There was one time, the person in charge wanted to put me somewhere else but the lady in my sorting room actually fought for me (: I felt so good about myself. Something that doesn't really come by for me usually. Haha I was very happy I didn't have to do something else. I probably had the best task around because I could always scurry off when I wanted to, and have my own little breaks overlooking the river, and not have to deal with customers directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes our sorting room had a super nice scenic view overlooking the river and the starting line of the F1 race. Once in a while you see some people posing for pictures on the markings for the starting positions... or people canoeing in the river... or canoodling by the river. And you get to watch the sunset! And that's always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I made many friends (: Even with aunties who work at the warehouse tagging the clothes. They are so cute especially when the talk of the different labels. I was terribly unfriendly at first because I didn't feel like making friends... But I got over it (: and had all sorts of friends from everywhere (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got stuff for myself at ABSOLUTELY amaaaaaaaaaaaaazing prices (: (: (: My favouritest is this Superfine jeans I got (YES JEANS!!) at like TEN PERCENT OF ITS ORIGINAL PRICE :D :D :D And it's so ultra uber pretty and has a nice silvery sheen :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes so despite it being SO ULTRA exhaustive (like my feet and arms would die at the end of the day) and making me think that I would never want to look at clothes again, it was an amazing experience that I am so glad happened (: You know there were points in time I thought I would never want to look at clothes again. Like I thought I wouldve lost all sense of detecting colour and design by the end of it. That all I would think of when I look at clothes is the label (as in LABEL literally) and where it belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay(: And as with every significant event I blog about, I always have the Oscar speech... There were alot of times I was so tired and so cranky and so whiny but people cheered me on so thank you all ILUxx. And to people who visited me, THANK YOU :D Bryan even brought Starbucks' Soy Latte for me when he came over (: And Suvi and my cousins came over too (: And so did Nabil, twice! Making him the best cheerleader anyone could ever have. :D :D :D Especially because I would not have to sort when he came, because I would be too busy "serving a customer". And because he listened to me complain and whine while we walked to the train station - a walk that wouldve taken him five minutes on his own, but half an hour when I was walking too. :D THANK YOU :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go though, let me mm leave you with 9 wise tips for the next time you want to brave a Club21 Bazaar!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. DO NOT BRING YOUR BABIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. CLING onto your shopping bags. We cannot differentiate bags of things that people want or that they don't want... so we grab everything we see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bring along a friend because there are no mirrors so you'll need another pair of eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Wear a skirt and a thin tshirt. No changing rooms so you have to mm figure it out. (It is a very unpleasant sight of seeing people STRIP - as in really strip. So even if you don't mind stripping, you do not want to scar us for life.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bring lots of cash cus the cash queue is alot faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have a lot of time in the world and be totally zen. You only find things when you're slow and steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do not annoy the poor staff asking for sizes and designs. This is not a store. We laugh at you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. DO NOT PICK THINGS YOU DON'T WANT AND THEN CHUCK THEM ELSEWHERE. A few things are okay... but like BAGS of things... tsk. We bitch about you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not pretend you don't know how to read signs just so you can peep and see if there are new stuff. It's damn retarded. We bitch AND laugh about you later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-2763965528737089539?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2763965528737089539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=2763965528737089539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2763965528737089539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2763965528737089539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/116.html' title='116'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3056539646795770598</id><published>2008-11-03T20:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T20:14:51.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'>115</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQ7qkA6gJ0I/AAAAAAAACcE/dLk2KAAvbJk/s1600-h/annawintour460.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 209px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQ7qkA6gJ0I/AAAAAAAACcE/dLk2KAAvbJk/s320/annawintour460.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264402918884255554" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANNA WINTOUR! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh how I wish someday I would be as fierce as you... Okay, wishful thinking there, Arina. I should be content being just one-tenth of your fierceness... minus the use of fur because fur is just scary and Alaric has tried to make me watch fur videos which I refuse to, and maybe I could be mm, nicer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3056539646795770598?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3056539646795770598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3056539646795770598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3056539646795770598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3056539646795770598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/115.html' title='115'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQ7qkA6gJ0I/AAAAAAAACcE/dLk2KAAvbJk/s72-c/annawintour460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8131243016297239501</id><published>2008-11-02T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:29:05.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>114</title><content type='html'>I am on the search of the perfect pair of pants ): Which is soooooooo hard. Like I've been looking for pants for quite a while now because I want to revert back to my pants-wearing days. But urghh most pants are such fat-legs-unfriendly garments because they like cling onto your fat legs and it's just gross. Even so, I am determined to find nice pants. I want nice pants, like my closet totally lacks nice pants and nice pants would be so fun to wearrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for this one day last week-ish that I wore jeans, the last time I wore any pseudo pants things is probably one year ago. Every time I want to wear pants I always end up wearing tights because I don't have nice pants in my closet. Well I do have pants from my pants-wearing days but like who wears stuff they stopped wearing. Nice new pants are what I NEED. (I am quite sure I am using the word "need" appropriately this time round. Right Amelina?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQyUh1jhjyI/AAAAAAAACb8/dh_iYLNwHwc/s1600-h/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQyUh1jhjyI/AAAAAAAACb8/dh_iYLNwHwc/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263745373521940258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQyUhnJRmHI/AAAAAAAACb0/tvx5tXq7708/s1600-h/IMG_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQyUhnJRmHI/AAAAAAAACb0/tvx5tXq7708/s320/IMG_2108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263745369653745778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was the day we watched HSM3, which was like soooooo much fun. I would never ever understand why people find it boring. Never. Ever. I mean, unless they watched it and expected it to be intellectually stimulating... which is rather stupid in itself because I'm sure you watch a Disney movie with such intentions! Anyhow, I need to rewatch it now that I am more fluent in the songs (my sister plays the soundtrack on loop okay! not my fault) and we need an empty theater so we can sing our hearts out. Haha we were whisper-singing the last time and we were probably the only ones who knew the songs. Stupid other kids... The sets this time round were SO STUNNING TOO! (: (: (: (: Haha and the "Bet On It" moments this time were SO MUCH MORE HILARIOUS. If you laughed your ass off during "Bet On It" in HSM2, I promise you would ROFLMAO during "Scream" in HSM3. The room rotates okay! And the Gabriella popping out from the audience thing is just classic. Go watch go watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apart from not being able to understand why people thought HSM3 was bad, one other thing I don't understand is why I always have haters. Not that what they say affects me... because honestly, (hate me more if you need to) such comments are just beneath me. I just don't understand why though... Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't see myself as the sort who goes round smearing herself all over. Nor do I think I portray myself in a very annoying manner (I always thought I was good at pretending or not pretending to be a nice person.) Aren't those the kind of people who attract haters? I find myself mm, very subtle and mm elusive... unless you're my friend of course, only then do I become loud and jarring. So yeah, I don't really understand why I have haters. It doesn't make me particularly sad, but it kind of makes me wonder why... Yes, please enlighten me, it will be nice to know (: Suvitha tells me they are jealous, HAH. But I don't see why anyone should be, I don't have a very happy life so we can swap lives if you like... She also theorises that it is because I am friends with mm certain special people. That might mm be a possible reason, but not good enough for people to hate me. Hmm, I really just want to know and I'm all for honesty, so speak your mind (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay it's late and I should sleep now. Good night world - haters or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8131243016297239501?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8131243016297239501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8131243016297239501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8131243016297239501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8131243016297239501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/11/114.html' title='114'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQyUh1jhjyI/AAAAAAAACb8/dh_iYLNwHwc/s72-c/IMG_2109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-481075750307079406</id><published>2008-10-28T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:54:12.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>113</title><content type='html'>I am like so angry at the world right now. Okay I'm probably saying all these now because mm I need to prep myself for results slip tomorrow. So I already kind of know what to expect and all... but seeing it ON the results slip is just extremely out there and makes you have to accept the harsh reality. And having the teacher's comment scares me because teachers never like me. It's just the way we roll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. I am angry at the world. For making my life revolve around studies. I hate it and I don't see WHY it is soooooooo important. Do I think that studying would at all help me achieve my dreams? Not really. Do I think it makes me a better person? Maybe. But so do other things. Why is it so important that I do so well in school and then move on to some fancy college studying more fancy things when I could do mm stuff I'd be so much happier doing? I really really really don't see why I need to be studying my ass off, mm to be happy in the future? Srslyyyy? Especially when none of my dreams revolve around things I'd achieve from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm most angry about though... is that I don't think I'd ever have enough courage to take the risk and trail off and do what I think would make me happier. Of course I know a lot of people would also be against it... But even if they aren't, I don't think I'd dare to. Yes, I'm a coward, at many many things. I would love to blame myself. But I think the world kind of has to share some of the blame too. For having a society like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we all just do things we WANT and LOVE to do. WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because life is just like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ew. Hate the world. Hate life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still a teenager. I am allowed to express such angst. Although I know I will read this entry one hour later and laugh at myself for sounding so stupid. But as of now, I just need to urghh let.it.out. even if it mayyyy be exaggerated a little. I mean, I don't REALLY hate the world and life you know.... But you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously not at my most coherent state. At times like this, a song helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/rfwSI8dzg2/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/rfwSI8dzg2/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's cute. Because the lead singer's cute and wears cute stuff. And because I wish I had a silver lining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-481075750307079406?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/481075750307079406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=481075750307079406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/481075750307079406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/481075750307079406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/113.html' title='113'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3905973934110596476</id><published>2008-10-27T21:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T22:50:27.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>112</title><content type='html'>Why certain people need to always try and get me bickering is beyond me... Don't we all want peace? I have been the most invisible as I possibly can whenever I'm within your vicinity. I find it impossible that you just get annoyed when I say/do absolutely nothing when I'm around you. But you know what, it's okay... I'll just suck it all in. Because that's what I'm good at anyway. Just.suck.it.all.in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a new friend. One who would actually share my excitement in the things I do when there's nothing better to do. Today my sister stood me up. YES. SISTER. Who is 6years younger than me. Who I totally planned on spending today with since my maid's having her off day. I used to always be able to rely on my neighbour at times like this, because he's mm rather entertaining and all. But it doesn't really work out anymore. He cannot watch The Rachel Zoe Project with me without complaining. Like he would interrupt and say omg this is so boring you need to listen to this song its damn nice siaaaaaaaaaaa and then play some really scary screamy song I would never find joy in listening to. He cannot share my excitement when I gush about clothes because to him, Topshop is about as cool as it gets. So yes you knowwww... Not that I have decided not to be friends with him anymoreee. We're still cool. Especially when it comes to saving each other's asses when things become so screwed and when I need someone to my doorstep in the middle of the night because we all know I don't do the whole walking alone thing when the moon is out... But you knowwww, it'll be nice to have a new friend. Friends are good, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I probably sound like a self-centered bitch, only wanting friends who benefit me. No no I think I am mm quiteeeeeeeee nice, like I would totally be friends with anybody. Okay no that kind of was a lie, not anybody... but anybody mm, nice enough. All I'm saying is thattttt, it'll be nice to have a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I've been meaning to share this with all of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="258" width="318.75"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WY37SSw3tsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WY37SSw3tsI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="258" width="318.75"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have listened to this song about a thousand times. And I gush everytime I hear it. It only helps that he is omg so good live. And that he is cute too. JAMES MORRISON LET'S BE FRIENDS. I won't make you watch The Rachel Zoe Project with me if you don't want to. And you can TOTALLY interrupt me to listen to your nice amazing songs. Yes please yes please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3905973934110596476?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3905973934110596476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3905973934110596476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3905973934110596476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3905973934110596476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/112.html' title='112'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-9074356775883837223</id><published>2008-10-24T22:48:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:12:02.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>111</title><content type='html'>With all the hype over the clothes shown at fashion week, I never get round scrutinizing all the shoes till much later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ten favourite shoes of Spring 2009! :D (in alphabetical order!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexander McQueen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHgv6ovpLI/AAAAAAAACZM/-duRTJVeI_w/s1600-h/Alexander+McQueen+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHgv6ovpLI/AAAAAAAACZM/-duRTJVeI_w/s320/Alexander+McQueen+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260732953544074418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Givenchy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHhTdpZIfI/AAAAAAAACZU/HM-jSfgxUQA/s1600-h/Givenchy+Spring+2009+Shoes+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHhTdpZIfI/AAAAAAAACZU/HM-jSfgxUQA/s320/Givenchy+Spring+2009+Shoes+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260733564237455858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karl Lagerfeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHhd41p7zI/AAAAAAAACZc/NZag98OwE94/s1600-h/Karl+Lagerfled+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHhd41p7zI/AAAAAAAACZc/NZag98OwE94/s320/Karl+Lagerfled+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260733743335337778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louis Vuitton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi5hoYSuI/AAAAAAAACas/m3KFcKCYnGs/s1600-h/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi5hoYSuI/AAAAAAAACas/m3KFcKCYnGs/s320/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735317653605090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi5XPoA6I/AAAAAAAACak/ftC0XbTeYR0/s1600-h/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi5XPoA6I/AAAAAAAACak/ftC0XbTeYR0/s320/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735314865423266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi4YicvLI/AAAAAAAACac/KcbjQGHbXGo/s1600-h/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi4YicvLI/AAAAAAAACac/KcbjQGHbXGo/s320/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735298032942258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi32ZvP0I/AAAAAAAACaU/dLZdKbgDn-0/s1600-h/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi32ZvP0I/AAAAAAAACaU/dLZdKbgDn-0/s320/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735288869601090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi3MCj8aI/AAAAAAAACaM/F46sSMZQgP4/s1600-h/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHi3MCj8aI/AAAAAAAACaM/F46sSMZQgP4/s320/Louis+Vuitton+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735277498102178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marc Jacobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHjgUaW7RI/AAAAAAAACa0/AO7ugfpEJXk/s1600-h/Marc+Jacobs+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHjgUaW7RI/AAAAAAAACa0/AO7ugfpEJXk/s320/Marc+Jacobs+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735984120032530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHjgtJYc0I/AAAAAAAACa8/T6aO-Kgr124/s1600-h/Marni+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHjgtJYc0I/AAAAAAAACa8/T6aO-Kgr124/s320/Marni+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735990759715650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moschino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHjgnzqnSI/AAAAAAAACbE/ftUqpZRwyfU/s1600-h/Moschino+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHjgnzqnSI/AAAAAAAACbE/ftUqpZRwyfU/s320/Moschino+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260735989326454050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rodarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHj00PKY2I/AAAAAAAACbU/6VWn95k6IiA/s1600-h/Rodarte+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHj00PKY2I/AAAAAAAACbU/6VWn95k6IiA/s320/Rodarte+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736336260391778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHj0cYIvII/AAAAAAAACbM/DdMZ402-JXI/s1600-h/Rodarte+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHj0cYIvII/AAAAAAAACbM/DdMZ402-JXI/s320/Rodarte+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736329855581314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I would have posted only the black one, but you probably need to see the blue one to figure out what it's like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Versace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHj_y1_TYI/AAAAAAAACbc/2DGmBCyOOHk/s1600-h/Versace+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHj_y1_TYI/AAAAAAAACbc/2DGmBCyOOHk/s320/Versace+Spring+2009+Shoes+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736524864933250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Viktor &amp;amp; Rolf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHkAb_1gRI/AAAAAAAACbk/VIk9Acew_Uw/s1600-h/Viktor+%26+Rolf+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHkAb_1gRI/AAAAAAAACbk/VIk9Acew_Uw/s320/Viktor+%26+Rolf+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260736535912087826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, that soooo was not ten... But I tried my best to refrain from posting ALL my favourite shoes from this season. It's not my fault Louis Vuitton this time round was just soooooo full of shoegasmic goodness... My favourite this season! (: Ahh I loved the weird toe thing at McQueen and the shoes at Rodarte are alwaysssssss so badass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-9074356775883837223?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9074356775883837223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=9074356775883837223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/9074356775883837223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/9074356775883837223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/111.html' title='111'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQHgv6ovpLI/AAAAAAAACZM/-duRTJVeI_w/s72-c/Alexander+McQueen+Spring+2009+Shoes+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8926687613787194590</id><published>2008-10-23T20:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:07:38.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>110</title><content type='html'>I didn't think families could get any cuter than the Jolie-Pitts... Until I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Field of Dreams" Vogue November 2008&lt;br /&gt;Ph: Mario Testino&lt;br /&gt;Model: Natalia Vodianova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx8fzzlzI/AAAAAAAACXs/S8ugWRHKNIE/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx8fzzlzI/AAAAAAAACXs/S8ugWRHKNIE/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329648913618738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx8hFi9_I/AAAAAAAACX0/leGV1ITokWM/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx8hFi9_I/AAAAAAAACX0/leGV1ITokWM/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329649256462322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx8xhUJRI/AAAAAAAACX8/L3BDn-dZuDg/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx8xhUJRI/AAAAAAAACX8/L3BDn-dZuDg/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329653667898642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx9O3EMQI/AAAAAAAACYE/Lgv0kDOePDg/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx9O3EMQI/AAAAAAAACYE/Lgv0kDOePDg/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329661543756034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx9QmkESI/AAAAAAAACYM/yuLpq1y6EsY/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx9QmkESI/AAAAAAAACYM/yuLpq1y6EsY/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329662011412770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByPHNDnkI/AAAAAAAACYU/jR1qJ-kH4KI/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByPHNDnkI/AAAAAAAACYU/jR1qJ-kH4KI/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329968726154818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByPpTPzPI/AAAAAAAACYc/c-lGN79x6cs/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByPpTPzPI/AAAAAAAACYc/c-lGN79x6cs/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329977878924530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByP3ahudI/AAAAAAAACYk/hPIRtfWwy5Y/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByP3ahudI/AAAAAAAACYk/hPIRtfWwy5Y/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329981667555794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByQHvBY4I/AAAAAAAACYs/nyzGcEBPe3o/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByQHvBY4I/AAAAAAAACYs/nyzGcEBPe3o/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329986048484226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByQYVU5HI/AAAAAAAACY0/OKQAuPHCiiE/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByQYVU5HI/AAAAAAAACY0/OKQAuPHCiiE/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260329990504113266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByZ23OxTI/AAAAAAAACY8/_ZB1yviq2VY/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByZ23OxTI/AAAAAAAACY8/_ZB1yviq2VY/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260330153318204722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByaCigXjI/AAAAAAAACZE/VBfg53cy5TQ/s1600-h/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQByaCigXjI/AAAAAAAACZE/VBfg53cy5TQ/s320/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260330156452503090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've always loved Natalia. But seeing how cute her family is, I love her moreee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl and I have been having "Omg, I'm going to end up as a spinster" talks lately. It's quite depressing I guess. Because seeing this probably makes you want to have a family. My cousin tells me it's okay. That I can be one of those catwomen spinsters with 200million cats, they seem rather happy. Except I hate cats. So maybe I could be a bunnywoman spinster of sorts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8926687613787194590?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8926687613787194590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8926687613787194590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8926687613787194590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8926687613787194590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/110.html' title='110'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SQBx8fzzlzI/AAAAAAAACXs/S8ugWRHKNIE/s72-c/Field+of+Dreams+-+Vogue+Nov08+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-5572055558313331501</id><published>2008-10-20T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:05:49.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>109</title><content type='html'>Almost everyday, I wish life was like in fairytales. In fairytales, things would happen to you as long as you work hard. In life, not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the release of Promos results, which turned out being a rather unpleasant affair as much as we have wished otherwise. Well, shit happens... I think life's really just like that. We can study so shit hard and try in whichever way possible to make sure we do well, but still end up flunking it. Sometimes, things are just supposed to happen the way they happen... just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think all we can really do about it is to make sure we try. Even if trying doesn't guarantee success... At least we did what we could. And that if things don't turn out they way we want to then mm, it's really not our fault that it was supposed to turn out like that. I'm a total believer of fate and destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all entitled to feel sad and whine about our grades though... Just as long as we don't ever find a reason to feel lousy about ourselves (because I don't see why we should). If you need, buy a bag and get over it. Or you could skip the bag... If you're my friend, I'll promise I've got your back! We're all too cool to let something like this bring us down, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah, I talk as if I did so darned marvelously... I've just psyched myself enough for the worst. So I kind of got over my results even before I got them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hang in there okay. I know I'm not wise old owl with good old advice. But if need be, I shall spare my fatty self so you'll be able to bounce back up on your feet. Not that it probably matters to you, but I love all you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-5572055558313331501?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5572055558313331501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=5572055558313331501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5572055558313331501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5572055558313331501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/109.html' title='109'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1510050928353748652</id><published>2008-10-19T23:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:24:58.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>108</title><content type='html'>Celebrating Hari Raya as a batch this year was really quite a massive event, with like over twenty houses over a span of two very long and very tiring days! We even had like a pseudo bus thing to drive us around from house to house! It was mm, quite festive I guess... Because I always see like extended families doing that on Hari Raya but never got to experience it. With my family, Hari Raya outings are always slow and steady and zen. So this was mm different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mm learnt new things about people, talked to people I wouldn't have talked to otherwise and all that jazz so it was cool. And to whoever who went, sorry I was being all tired and cranky and bratty at times! I always am when I'm tired and dirty and tired and dirty and far away from homeee. You guys are so much fun though. Awww &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZFxEEeI/AAAAAAAACXE/jLLMmXadiIw/s1600-h/DSC04285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZFxEEeI/AAAAAAAACXE/jLLMmXadiIw/s320/DSC04285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258890879418241506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZZUjJlI/AAAAAAAACXM/1UbzGHOyapk/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZZUjJlI/AAAAAAAACXM/1UbzGHOyapk/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258890884667352658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZcMtLnI/AAAAAAAACXU/jmMfFyO-ulQ/s1600-h/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZcMtLnI/AAAAAAAACXU/jmMfFyO-ulQ/s320/scan0006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258890885439762034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ahh sorry this is so dark!): Would have been a nice polaroid if I was actually smart enough to adjust the settings before it was taken): )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZv-1G-I/AAAAAAAACXc/UcVv8-_9SZo/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZv-1G-I/AAAAAAAACXc/UcVv8-_9SZo/s320/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258890890750270434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this picture is just too cool for wordzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZ_Vl-lI/AAAAAAAACXk/p08TpB98j1Q/s1600-h/DSC04329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZ_Vl-lI/AAAAAAAACXk/p08TpB98j1Q/s320/DSC04329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258890894872279634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haha it's Izzah and Amelina's brilliant idea of calling out your names from behind you so you turn and pose and they snap a photo. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay good luck world for release of results tomorrow! Just remember: Don't cry. Buy a bag and get over it (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-1510050928353748652?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1510050928353748652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1510050928353748652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1510050928353748652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1510050928353748652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/108.html' title='108'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SPtVZFxEEeI/AAAAAAAACXE/jLLMmXadiIw/s72-c/DSC04285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8815197497174768277</id><published>2008-10-14T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:01:33.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>107</title><content type='html'>Urgh and just a while ago I was feeling very happy because we watched House Bunny today and it's so full of goodness. Kind of like a slightly sexed up Disney movie, and we are all suckers for Disney movieeeeeeeeeeeeeeees (HSM3 soon! My sister has been counting down and knows half the songs alreadyyy. Wahlao don't act like you're not excited okay...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as always, people must come along and ruin my dayyyyyyyy):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All plans of spending tomorrow at home being happy and sewing skirts are down the drain after a mm, fierce email from the teacher. I just don't get the point of going to school at times like this. Tomorrow is just stupid PE which I hate more than anything else, Physics lecture which noone listens to, and assembly which noone listens to either. WHY MUST I STILL BE IN SCHOOL. WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing my luck, one person making me all pissy is not enough. Why can't people do things? I'm really not one to do work... But I make myself even if I don't enjoy it. And I do it the best I can, as much as my minuscule brain manages. Why can't people do the same? WHY?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8815197497174768277?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8815197497174768277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8815197497174768277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8815197497174768277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8815197497174768277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/107.html' title='107'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-778076489266049357</id><published>2008-10-10T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T21:59:04.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>106</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, my world's most favourite person turns eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALIFAH(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On a very irrelevant note, I'm buying tees from Threadless.com on Monday so tell me if you want anything so we can combine shipping. Don't even ask me why, I am not a very tshirt person myself but I just feel like buying a tshirt. The more the merrier yayyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-778076489266049357?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/778076489266049357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=778076489266049357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/778076489266049357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/778076489266049357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/106.html' title='106'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-5687410731515727830</id><published>2008-10-09T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T22:34:04.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>105</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SO4VILmczQI/AAAAAAAACWs/TKP2bJ-hWP0/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SO4VILmczQI/AAAAAAAACWs/TKP2bJ-hWP0/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255161045485145346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boo ugly picture): (URGH and it happens to be in ascending order, with me at the shortest end naturally...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Dinner at my house today! Haha because Andrew was insistent on eating rendang at my house. Boo Shawn for ditching us. Hehe it was so exciting and we all learnt lots of exciting new things! Must have more dinner partiessssssssss (: Love you allllll and GO ANDREW(: (: (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-5687410731515727830?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5687410731515727830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=5687410731515727830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5687410731515727830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5687410731515727830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/105.html' title='105'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SO4VILmczQI/AAAAAAAACWs/TKP2bJ-hWP0/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7580415179934070062</id><published>2008-10-07T16:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T17:24:05.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>104</title><content type='html'>My house, apart being a fan of fishes, is a huge fan of sausages. No, we don't watch sausages swimming in tanks, we have sausages on our plates for like breakfast or supper. (Everyone except me of course, as with everything else...) So anyway last night, my sister was eating sausages and she said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You know... Sometimes I don't really like to eat hot dog."&lt;br /&gt;"Of course you're sick of it, you eat it ALL the time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;No, it's not that. Hot dogs make me think of funny things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Huh what funny things?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Mm, like bananas..."&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of bananas look like sausages!"&lt;br /&gt;"You know, like boys' bananas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being young, saying cute young things):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOspvc4wW3I/AAAAAAAACWk/5x9suk4xmp8/s320/Photo0762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254339285442648946" border="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7580415179934070062?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7580415179934070062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7580415179934070062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7580415179934070062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7580415179934070062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/104.html' title='104'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOspvc4wW3I/AAAAAAAACWk/5x9suk4xmp8/s72-c/Photo0762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-943653352268133813</id><published>2008-10-04T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:28:14.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>103</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOdwSKPz3GI/AAAAAAAACWc/emahQ0IaQks/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOdwSKPz3GI/AAAAAAAACWc/emahQ0IaQks/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253290947641597026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Stupid hole in stupid bangs. I hate it when you take a picture and there's like a gap in your bangs, it's so retarded and so annoying like you want to colour the gap in with a black marker. But seeing how I'm not very good at colouring, I'll leave it as it is. Everyone who's seen this picture said it's damn obvious how I so totally do not look like the rest of my family members cus they all look alike, apart from how dark my father is because he spends to much time on the sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of sea, MY HOUSE IS LIKE FREAKING UNDERWATER WORLD NOW. We have FIVE freaking aquariums. FIVE. Three of decent normal sizes and the two big enough for my sister to lie in. Obssessive I know. Like I think my father always wished of being a he-mermaid of sorts... I never really had any interest in fishes. I mean, they're nice to eat but I always thought they were the boringest effing pets you could ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they are actually quite interesting! My dad has this super pretty fish I call Nina Ricci. Remember the make up for Nina Ricci Fall 08 where they had this gold line across their eyes. The fish kind of has that too! Except in black. (: And he/she/it is soooo cute cus he/she/it is like super shy and always hides behind his/her/its friends and is superrrrrr small. Smaller than the rest. My father says he/she/it s like that because he/she/it is myopic! Haha MYOPIC. Which I think could be quite true. Because everytime he/she/it tries to nibble on the food things, he/she/it misses. It's quite funny but quite sad because you want to feed him/her/it. But never in one thousand years would I put my hand in the aquarium crap water thing. Sickkkkk. Omg but fishes are also quite barbaric, they eat each other up it's very stressful to watch sometimes and it makes you scream for the poor fish victims. And since I wouldn't stop screaming for the poor fishes, my brother created this lock up area where the violent fishes get quarantined in a small space. You know it actually works because the fishes come out less violent. Maybe they have feelings and all... Oh I'm making my brother fill one aquarium with those fish that nibble on your feet. Then I could have my own fishy spa at home so excitinggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay need to stop this whole fish talk thing. Too weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy, Selamat Hari Raya! (: And it's the season to be asking for forgivenessssss. I am quite certain I have a lot of people to be asking forgiveness from... seeing how I'm not particularly nice. So well mm, sorry for anything and everything I've done that could possibly have affected you in not-so-pleasant ways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so gross how I've gotten used to eating after close to a month of fasting, WHICH I FAITHFULLY COMMITED TO. Is there a word one level higher than bingeing? Cus whatever that word is, is whatever I am doing now. ): Totally doesn't help that there is SO much food around the house. Meant for guests, but bet you I eat at least 80% of everything. ): ): ): Please stop me the next time you see me eating thankzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like now. The whole time I was typing this I was eating dried apricots. And yeah, so dried apricots aren't that bad... but I would be better off not eating them. Okay off to chuck them somewhere far farrrrrr away out of sight. xx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-943653352268133813?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/943653352268133813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=943653352268133813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/943653352268133813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/943653352268133813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/103.html' title='103'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOdwSKPz3GI/AAAAAAAACWc/emahQ0IaQks/s72-c/scan0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3028703169420860483</id><published>2008-10-04T00:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:12:51.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>102</title><content type='html'>If I could be anyone in the world, I would be Daphne Guinness... or I wouldn't mind being Georgina Chapman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3028703169420860483?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3028703169420860483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3028703169420860483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3028703169420860483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3028703169420860483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/10/102.html' title='102'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3800918871617231520</id><published>2008-09-29T17:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:06:36.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>101</title><content type='html'>What was supposed to be ONE day of being a slob at home prolonged to THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad, I promise to get out of the house tomorrowwwwww. I need a new haircut really really really really badly): I have been stuck with this hair for far too long now, so I really want something newwwww but I have no ideaaaaa what):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm despite all its gimmicky badness and how it's quite sad people see Project Runway and ANTM as a representation of the fashion world, they are terribly entertaining to watch. Gets more ridiculous every season but still so darn enjoyable to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope the moment of sheer geniusness happens at Paris Fashion Week. Hasn't happened to me for any of the fashion weeks this season. It's been okay so far, no favourite collections but lots of favourite pieces(: Like the kickass jackets from Balmain (I have never been a fan of shoulder pads but these were awesomeeeee) and a few dresses from Nina Ricci (I didn't like this season as much as the last. But Nina Ricci is always full of fantastical goodness which I loveeeeeeee. And Olivier Theyskens is so cuteeeee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balmain Spring 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyN8ETTI/AAAAAAAAByo/EHr5WE58mT8/s1600-h/Balmain+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyN8ETTI/AAAAAAAAByo/EHr5WE58mT8/s320/Balmain+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442119830424882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyNwU4yI/AAAAAAAAByw/MFUJpZqdvJ0/s1600-h/Balmain+Spring+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyNwU4yI/AAAAAAAAByw/MFUJpZqdvJ0/s320/Balmain+Spring+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442119781180194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyARgupI/AAAAAAAABy4/6osG6m1h0Gw/s1600-h/Balmain+Spring+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyARgupI/AAAAAAAABy4/6osG6m1h0Gw/s320/Balmain+Spring+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442116162271890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyJC1NpI/AAAAAAAABzA/6dxpMN-vBdw/s1600-h/Balmain+Spring+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyJC1NpI/AAAAAAAABzA/6dxpMN-vBdw/s320/Balmain+Spring+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442118516618898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeygayuAI/AAAAAAAABzI/nFLOgl3-gPY/s1600-h/Balmain+Spring+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeygayuAI/AAAAAAAABzI/nFLOgl3-gPY/s320/Balmain+Spring+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442124791134210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfgrPK0aI/AAAAAAAABzQ/tj-1JtrcSKM/s1600-h/Balmain+Spring+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfgrPK0aI/AAAAAAAABzQ/tj-1JtrcSKM/s320/Balmain+Spring+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442917969154466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfgqslpdI/AAAAAAAABzY/KW-7HkQ8gso/s1600-h/Balmain+Spring+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfgqslpdI/AAAAAAAABzY/KW-7HkQ8gso/s320/Balmain+Spring+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442917824112082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina Ricci Spring 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfgt68TQI/AAAAAAAABzg/HQ9tgq__BQg/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfgt68TQI/AAAAAAAABzg/HQ9tgq__BQg/s320/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442918689623298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfhHhVWDI/AAAAAAAABzo/lyKwKSxeGg4/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfhHhVWDI/AAAAAAAABzo/lyKwKSxeGg4/s320/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442925561534514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfhGzjjdI/AAAAAAAABzw/ERaQfjN2EMM/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODfhGzjjdI/AAAAAAAABzw/ERaQfjN2EMM/s320/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251442925369527762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgLAFrqxI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/tphUobCgm-Y/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgLAFrqxI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/tphUobCgm-Y/s320/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251443645121014546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgLq8qA3I/AAAAAAAAB0g/JOe92pQTLzQ/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgLq8qA3I/AAAAAAAAB0g/JOe92pQTLzQ/s320/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251443656625881970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgL5S3gII/AAAAAAAAB0o/9RchwAlDFE8/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgL5S3gII/AAAAAAAAB0o/9RchwAlDFE8/s320/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251443660477137026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgMPuvvLI/AAAAAAAAB0w/CR-7asXcCTU/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODgMPuvvLI/AAAAAAAAB0w/CR-7asXcCTU/s320/Nina+Ricci+Spring+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251443666499648690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise this post has been rather fragmented. Whoops, sorry. Need to start organising my thoughts before I blog. Kind of like how I need to organise my room. SO.DARN.BADLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3800918871617231520?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3800918871617231520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3800918871617231520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3800918871617231520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3800918871617231520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/101.html' title='101'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SODeyN8ETTI/AAAAAAAAByo/EHr5WE58mT8/s72-c/Balmain+Spring+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4558069180497603147</id><published>2008-09-27T00:31:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:26:06.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100</title><content type='html'>Oooh this marks my 100th post! If that calls for any celebrations at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROMOS.ARE.FINALLY.OVER. Never felt so liberated, walking around, not feeling guilty that you aren't spending your time studying. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am at all pleased with the ways Promos went. I think the first day was the only happy day. After which is was a long dark gloomy spiral downwards. Econs was well, just econs... I'd never be able to do fine for econs, cus that's just the way econs and I roll. Math was ridiculous, out-of-the-world, I don't know how else to describe it. WHAT were they thinking when they set a paper THAT hard. It was very very very very demoralising especially because I was REALLY just keeping my hopes up for maths since it's usually the only thing I can do fine in. But the paper was just extreme.): So after three hours of math, I was really in NO mood to do geography. I went in with a completely blank mind with no aims and intentions of acing my paper. So I sat there, and gagged random geography thoughts onto the paper, in the most brainless, calm and zen manner... while everyone was frantically scribbling. Physics today was gross. I think the paper was relatively okay, like the kind at least half the world would get A in. But paper being okay doesn't equate to me being able to do it. As easy as you make a Physics paper, I would neverrrrrrr be able to do it. This time, I didn't do at least half of the whole paper because I spent the longest time on all the easiest questions people can do without having to think... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.IT.IS.OVER. And before we get our results back and the news of long strenuous remedials during the holidays haunt me, I am going to feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with Cheryl after Physics today was fun fun because Marina Square is THE nicest place to be when there's noone there. And I got cheap shoes I am DAMN pleased about (: Especially since I need to be doing more of these shopping-for-cheap-things thing since things between my father and I haven't got back to normal... Not that I think it ever will any time in the near future, if at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then was our pseudo dinner party at the airport with Maryam, Izzah, Nurul and Amelina. And I love my friendzzzz so yay us(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQH9KN8PI/AAAAAAAAByI/jSaz5X6sYFw/s1600-h/scan0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQH9KN8PI/AAAAAAAAByI/jSaz5X6sYFw/s320/scan0002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251355631864901874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first attempt at taking a picture on my instant camera that doesn't actually miss the target by a lot(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQIRC3XBI/AAAAAAAAByY/YwfaSUvnk9g/s1600-h/scan0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQIRC3XBI/AAAAAAAAByY/YwfaSUvnk9g/s320/scan0004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251355637202770962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzah is so tall omgzzzz. But that's also because she stole my shoessssss, since hers were killing her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQIFOoiWI/AAAAAAAAByQ/hXLZeku-jMU/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQIFOoiWI/AAAAAAAAByQ/hXLZeku-jMU/s320/scan0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251355634030905698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out Maryam's "I'm from Afghanistan" face (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQHuxBN5I/AAAAAAAAByA/NmjVpJorq-k/s1600-h/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQHuxBN5I/AAAAAAAAByA/NmjVpJorq-k/s320/scan0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251355628001114002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In acsending order): When will I not be at the bottom end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQIbMMabI/AAAAAAAAByg/CxnSrVIlW5U/s1600-h/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQIbMMabI/AAAAAAAAByg/CxnSrVIlW5U/s320/scan0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251355639926254002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzah is so glamarous here. And we all look like we are from primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay off to sleeeeeeeeeep for a long long long long time, without having to think about what I need to study once I'm awake. Tomorrow shall be my catch up on sleep/ANTM/GossipGirl/MilanFashionWeek day(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4558069180497603147?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4558069180497603147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4558069180497603147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4558069180497603147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4558069180497603147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/100.html' title='100'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SOCQH9KN8PI/AAAAAAAAByI/jSaz5X6sYFw/s72-c/scan0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-2292561849281865778</id><published>2008-09-22T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:45:38.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>099</title><content type='html'>I wonder if all the pressure I'm subjecting my brain to will make it into a metamorphic rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite happy with the way today went. (: Not ideal of course, but probably the best it could get seeing how it is Promos after all, and not meant to be enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got our paper one I was crossing my fingers for a human cloning question. Not that I feel passionately about it or anything, but because it was the only thing I could cram into my head yesterday. My eyes scanned the list and my heart crumbled when I read the energy source question): Because we all know only one science question would come out. Ahh, but I read further down the list and guess what question appeared! "Is fashion for the frivolous?" and something about whether you agree to it according to today's fashion industry. I beameddddddd when I read it. Because fashion is about the only topic I'd ever be able to write about without having to study the night before and because I imagined Nabil's reaction when he read the question. You see, just a few days before, he was saying oh how wonderful it would be if they asked a fashion question. And I was like oh what are the chances. I probably wouldn't write it anyway, thinking I would be fully prepared to write on other mm, boring science issues. Heh, shouldn't have doubted his superpowers. They always work better than mine anyway. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So YES! Today marks the day I first enjoyed writing a GP essay. And to be able to write from your heart, plucking examples you just "happened" to know instead of those you studied so hard to memorize the night before. Doesn't happen much to me, with my lack of general knowledge and all that shizz. Seeing how I don't write very nice essays, I don't expect to do extremely well. I did try to spam with as many examples to like heh overwhelm the markers and cloud them off my arguments... It was nice though, being able to enjoy writing what I was writing. (: Oh and there was this point in time I was stuck because I couldn't find a quote to prove my point in relation to how fashion is more than for the rich to flaunt because fashion can be cheap. But like I remembered how Anna Wintour and the rest of the world are all about the rich, famous and exclusivity. So I ended up inventing my own quote. Okay not really cus I might have remembered reading something of the likes. I quoted "famous local fashion blogger, Vogueite" (: Haha I should be forgvien though, because I already told him I quoted him. Haha the wonders of celebrity friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compre ended up being about human cloning. So technically my cramming the night before didn't go to waste(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, quite a pleasant way to kick start the not so pleasant promos. Here's to hoping the coming days go just as nicely, although it's highly unlikely. Yay good luck world! Off to do econs now):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-2292561849281865778?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2292561849281865778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=2292561849281865778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2292561849281865778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2292561849281865778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/099.html' title='099'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-944282413470936344</id><published>2008-09-21T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:48:48.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>098</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of my is yearning for just a few extra days. But that would mean prolonging the pain. And since I know "a few extra days" will never happen, I wouldn't even try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should get some credit though, for trying. Granted, my studying has obviously not been ideal seeing how I have done about less than half the things I was supposed to. And how I have resorted to cramming things in the last hours. But hey, not bad for a mugging virgin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just five more days and we get to partyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy (:&lt;br /&gt;(And no, I didn't forget the rest of you who have a little more than five days. I'll save some confetti to celebrate with you guys for when you're done.) Good luck world. We are so above something like this, we're all going to make it through. I just know it. Because my superhero prowess in me says so. (: And you don't want to go disbelieving my superpowers now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-944282413470936344?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/944282413470936344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=944282413470936344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/944282413470936344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/944282413470936344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/part-of-my-is-yearning-for-just-few.html' title='098'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6627836823443302699</id><published>2008-09-18T23:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T18:48:36.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>097</title><content type='html'>Still alive but barely breathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promos are in three days and I am not even halfway through): And I know I shouldn't be wasting my time blogging while I'm whinning about not being able to finish studying. But if I don't do normal things like these, I SWEAR I would lose my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't help that I cannot shop. Because shopping has been THE most effective stress-relieving way of mine. But seeing how someone decided to cut me off all of my inflow of money... Let's not even go there. Am already depressed enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, since this is supposed to relieve me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jenny Packham Spring 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4Z2Fg0AI/AAAAAAAABv4/rsX7Bi5YkEU/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4Z2Fg0AI/AAAAAAAABv4/rsX7Bi5YkEU/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247388901250748418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4Zzi-2NI/AAAAAAAABwA/BSMXosv-PMo/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4Zzi-2NI/AAAAAAAABwA/BSMXosv-PMo/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+1-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247388900569045202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4aA500gI/AAAAAAAABwI/UHmnRlkqVB8/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4aA500gI/AAAAAAAABwI/UHmnRlkqVB8/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247388904154518018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4aNc25pI/AAAAAAAABwQ/zeGE52kHzwg/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4aNc25pI/AAAAAAAABwQ/zeGE52kHzwg/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247388907522680466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4aeHeubI/AAAAAAAABwY/D2aTZgDtHec/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4aeHeubI/AAAAAAAABwY/D2aTZgDtHec/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247388911996418482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ417QlIZI/AAAAAAAABxQ/BsBTYJFIO0U/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ417QlIZI/AAAAAAAABxQ/BsBTYJFIO0U/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247389383675683218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ41mz9MuI/AAAAAAAABxI/NdbhcdsLeKo/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ41mz9MuI/AAAAAAAABxI/NdbhcdsLeKo/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247389378186916578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4nj9qJoI/AAAAAAAABwg/PCJu9wCSIcA/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4nj9qJoI/AAAAAAAABwg/PCJu9wCSIcA/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247389136904136322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4oBWZRaI/AAAAAAAABw4/MoCGlDo5Ly8/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4oBWZRaI/AAAAAAAABw4/MoCGlDo5Ly8/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247389144792516002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4nq4qHHI/AAAAAAAABwo/IiC16dDuUJU/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4nq4qHHI/AAAAAAAABwo/IiC16dDuUJU/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247389138762210418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4oF9maJI/AAAAAAAABxA/mZZfswesHg8/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4oF9maJI/AAAAAAAABxA/mZZfswesHg8/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247389146030696594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4n11zK_I/AAAAAAAABww/Rra1UubdZRs/s1600-h/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4n11zK_I/AAAAAAAABww/Rra1UubdZRs/s320/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247389141703011314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh. So pretty. If I could be princess of Disneyland, I would wear these everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except I would never be princess of Disneyland. Or princess of anything):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh and it's so depressing how I've been spending my past few days studying/attempting to study and wallowing in my own misery. While people have been globetrotting from NewYork to London going for fashion show after fashion show in six-inch stilletos.):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6627836823443302699?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6627836823443302699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6627836823443302699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6627836823443302699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6627836823443302699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/098.html' title='097'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SNJ4Z2Fg0AI/AAAAAAAABv4/rsX7Bi5YkEU/s72-c/Jenny+Packham+Spring+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8664324290670824086</id><published>2008-09-16T20:51:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:25:51.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>096</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="292.5" width="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/qELkjMb7ts/aus=false/pv=2/"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/qELkjMb7ts/aus=false/pv=2/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="292.5" width="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so cute. Unlike how screwed I am for promos, which is the most terribly uncute thing ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8664324290670824086?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8664324290670824086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8664324290670824086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8664324290670824086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8664324290670824086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/096.html' title='096'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-741924389585907888</id><published>2008-09-12T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T21:31:58.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>095</title><content type='html'>I will never give up on life. No matter what may come in my way. Or no matter how much people may want me to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-741924389585907888?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/741924389585907888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=741924389585907888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/741924389585907888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/741924389585907888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/095.html' title='095'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6489537557788647855</id><published>2008-09-08T23:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T23:44:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>094</title><content type='html'>School is getting scarier. The class is very unusually quiet because everyone is just tired of school, studying and life. Okay so I exaggerate. Only I am tired of life. But really, the atmosphere in class is just a lot less exciting now. There's still the random Middle Eastern hums from Benji and the throwing crap at each other and random shrieks and shrills but you can tell everyone is just blearghhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am supposed to be doing PW now. But my brain froze for a while so I'm here while my brain goes on defrost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, yeah. Oh we got too see our class photos today. HOLY COW UGLYNESS. Okay but everyone else looks good/cute/funny. HUR. Speaking of class photos, from the day we had to take our class photo... (: (Because people complain my blog is all clothes and no humans)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEgEgyQ7I/AAAAAAAABvQ/7Sr3mV5WPSs/s1600-h/IMG_3612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEgEgyQ7I/AAAAAAAABvQ/7Sr3mV5WPSs/s320/IMG_3612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672658900566962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEhvowqKI/AAAAAAAABvw/T5YAk076EDo/s1600-h/IMG_3613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEhvowqKI/AAAAAAAABvw/T5YAk076EDo/s320/IMG_3613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672687656609954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEgelR7NI/AAAAAAAABvY/NhkGWXSqWns/s1600-h/IMG_3625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEgelR7NI/AAAAAAAABvY/NhkGWXSqWns/s320/IMG_3625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672665898740946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEhP81G4I/AAAAAAAABvg/DFYZd4bfAIE/s1600-h/IMG_3629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEhP81G4I/AAAAAAAABvg/DFYZd4bfAIE/s320/IMG_3629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672679150852994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEhTIwgCI/AAAAAAAABvo/M6jg1F93ySY/s1600-h/IMG_3634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEhTIwgCI/AAAAAAAABvo/M6jg1F93ySY/s320/IMG_3634.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243672680006189090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6489537557788647855?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6489537557788647855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6489537557788647855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6489537557788647855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6489537557788647855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/094.html' title='094'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMVEgEgyQ7I/AAAAAAAABvQ/7Sr3mV5WPSs/s72-c/IMG_3612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7320362223973257491</id><published>2008-09-07T22:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:29:15.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>093</title><content type='html'>Feel myself vaporizing into a pile of madness. I think it's gross that we have to think of PW amidst the whole mugging for promos thing. And it TOTALLY doesn't help if you have to deal with grossgrossstabstab ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's okay. Good timing the whole fashion week thing and all. Lets you destress (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fashion week highlights today didn't start too nicely though. Because the first collection I looked at was Alexander Wang. I was bursting with excitement when I clicked on the link because I always love Alexander Wang. It's usually like badass with all the girlyness at the same time. But I didn't like what I saw today): I don't know. This collection was just not pretty, very mm urban people sitting around on the pavements kind.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next link that I was compelled to click on was Vena Cava because I usually love Vena Cava too. And the girls from Vena Cava are like how cuteeeeeeeeeeeee. But I didn't like this season too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything after that got better though. This season's got alot of airy fairy floaty pastel girly things I'm such a sucker for yayyyyy(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite collection of the day's got to be Unconditional. Quite refreshing especially since they were never one of my favouritest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPss1KbLMI/AAAAAAAABuI/KIYXeEvyZhE/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPss1KbLMI/AAAAAAAABuI/KIYXeEvyZhE/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294646118591682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstMPkwFI/AAAAAAAABuQ/sfmZQ26l-hU/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstMPkwFI/AAAAAAAABuQ/sfmZQ26l-hU/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294652314206290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstDNuhiI/AAAAAAAABuY/kptb4N_4fgE/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstDNuhiI/AAAAAAAABuY/kptb4N_4fgE/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294649890539042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstoSbBZI/AAAAAAAABug/zlzbeCJQASA/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstoSbBZI/AAAAAAAABug/zlzbeCJQASA/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294659842344338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstiWV_YI/AAAAAAAABuo/GLh6WLYLXLU/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPstiWV_YI/AAAAAAAABuo/GLh6WLYLXLU/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294658248179074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPs4UFAVII/AAAAAAAABuw/6hQA_iToAfU/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPs4UFAVII/AAAAAAAABuw/6hQA_iToAfU/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294843395921026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPs4WL1vxI/AAAAAAAABu4/TzNcpICzutg/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPs4WL1vxI/AAAAAAAABu4/TzNcpICzutg/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294843961458450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPs4vnaxVI/AAAAAAAABvA/A7VAqHvIQdQ/s1600-h/Unconditional+Spring+2009+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPs4vnaxVI/AAAAAAAABvA/A7VAqHvIQdQ/s320/Unconditional+Spring+2009+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243294850788017490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hehe I just had to include the random guy in the bunch cus he's so cute in that picture hehe. And I don't know what HAIR PEACE is. But I like it anyway, makes me giggle. Ooh and last outfit's my favouritest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No favourite dress of the day though): But I've got another favourite outfit of the day! It's so pretty it, it's as good as a dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPtPDItilI/AAAAAAAABvI/8NgRtS_1rbY/s1600-h/Threeasfour+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPtPDItilI/AAAAAAAABvI/8NgRtS_1rbY/s320/Threeasfour+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243295233985055314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Threeasfour Spring 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes Threeasfour's a collection worth checking out. Lovely pallete and omg just screaming details. Oh and you should probably look at Daughters by Obedient Sons too. Not my kind of collection. But I think it's kind of like what I imagine the love child of Jill Sander and a Japanese designer to look like... or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think you can tell I'm not really all that sane right now. :x Kbyeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7320362223973257491?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7320362223973257491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7320362223973257491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7320362223973257491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7320362223973257491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/092_07.html' title='093'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMPss1KbLMI/AAAAAAAABuI/KIYXeEvyZhE/s72-c/Unconditional+Spring+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-9083599019128210961</id><published>2008-09-06T12:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:02:28.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>092</title><content type='html'>It's the season where everyone changes their homepages (YES I KNOW HOW TO CHANGE MY HOMEPAGE!) to NYMag (;&lt;br /&gt;And New York Fashion Week started on a very pretty note! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll refrain from posting all 37 pictures of BCBG Max Azria Spring 2009 even though I really want to cus it's that lovelyyyyyy. So here's ten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMtkAyspI/AAAAAAAABso/xgyTjzj-UYU/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMtkAyspI/AAAAAAAABso/xgyTjzj-UYU/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242766893113324178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMtizjroI/AAAAAAAABsw/dHtdZfwBFhM/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMtizjroI/AAAAAAAABsw/dHtdZfwBFhM/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242766892789378690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMtlASaII/AAAAAAAABs4/jR5EuIbxxZ0/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMtlASaII/AAAAAAAABs4/jR5EuIbxxZ0/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242766893379643522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMt9mIj7I/AAAAAAAABtA/frxF4NHtjoI/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMt9mIj7I/AAAAAAAABtA/frxF4NHtjoI/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242766899980832690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMuG8IyLI/AAAAAAAABtI/P6hPtlzKQPg/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMuG8IyLI/AAAAAAAABtI/P6hPtlzKQPg/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242766902489041074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINECEBTsI/AAAAAAAABtQ/4g2ZaQZztzE/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINECEBTsI/AAAAAAAABtQ/4g2ZaQZztzE/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242767279137050306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINEuGtphI/AAAAAAAABtY/jKZUHmkC0GI/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINEuGtphI/AAAAAAAABtY/jKZUHmkC0GI/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242767290959504914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINFFR01AI/AAAAAAAABto/Ap5lM-pNYGM/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINFFR01AI/AAAAAAAABto/Ap5lM-pNYGM/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242767297180128258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINFFeZIrI/AAAAAAAABtw/O5pd7znPjwQ/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINFFeZIrI/AAAAAAAABtw/O5pd7znPjwQ/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242767297232839346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINiQTkPAI/AAAAAAAABt4/v-tQ_ymMev0/s1600-h/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMINiQTkPAI/AAAAAAAABt4/v-tQ_ymMev0/s320/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242767798356425730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D And don't you think Edita looks EXTRA stunning here (4th picture, if you were wondering who).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and favourite dress of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIObi_2-fI/AAAAAAAABuA/23jBH3JHjc4/s1600-h/Yigal+Azrouel+Spring+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIObi_2-fI/AAAAAAAABuA/23jBH3JHjc4/s320/Yigal+Azrouel+Spring+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242768782626585074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yigal Azrouel Spring 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, off to do Physics now. How unexciting):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-9083599019128210961?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9083599019128210961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=9083599019128210961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/9083599019128210961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/9083599019128210961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/092.html' title='092'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMIMtkAyspI/AAAAAAAABso/xgyTjzj-UYU/s72-c/BCBG+Max+Azria+Spring+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-4148181882807885339</id><published>2008-09-05T15:12:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T15:36:31.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>091</title><content type='html'>I've never been a fan of celebrities in fashion editorials because I always get the feeling the editorial would've looked so much better on a model. But this is omg so gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma Waston, in what else but Vogue Italia - September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdRqO0sII/AAAAAAAABpw/7lo8QFP_qLg/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdRqO0sII/AAAAAAAABpw/7lo8QFP_qLg/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433261723234434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdRyDtxOI/AAAAAAAABp4/g59uaylsucY/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdRyDtxOI/AAAAAAAABp4/g59uaylsucY/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433263824127202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdSBozhqI/AAAAAAAABqA/NrWVKUkTrGo/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdSBozhqI/AAAAAAAABqA/NrWVKUkTrGo/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433268006225570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdSKeQLkI/AAAAAAAABqI/jnpg9W-kokQ/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdSKeQLkI/AAAAAAAABqI/jnpg9W-kokQ/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433270377885250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdSlHyZ0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/N6klm3BmBQw/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdSlHyZ0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/N6klm3BmBQw/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433277531416386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdy3VI8JI/AAAAAAAABqY/tPODAkvBKiw/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdy3VI8JI/AAAAAAAABqY/tPODAkvBKiw/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+6.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433832175071378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzKD_gBI/AAAAAAAABqg/cfn3GU7UdTY/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzKD_gBI/AAAAAAAABqg/cfn3GU7UdTY/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+7.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433837203423250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzVJOF1I/AAAAAAAABqo/gpF3EoVZCZE/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzVJOF1I/AAAAAAAABqo/gpF3EoVZCZE/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+8.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433840178141010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzs7fQwI/AAAAAAAABqw/w0Ncq2nYzoM/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzs7fQwI/AAAAAAAABqw/w0Ncq2nYzoM/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+9.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433846562996994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzxFTSGI/AAAAAAAABq4/HTTpYx847uc/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdzxFTSGI/AAAAAAAABq4/HTTpYx847uc/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+10.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242433847677896802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDeA--WX0I/AAAAAAAABrA/fyMLRK8aVKE/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDeA--WX0I/AAAAAAAABrA/fyMLRK8aVKE/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242434074745134914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDeBMl7QaI/AAAAAAAABrI/pngY4WqzxWA/s1600-h/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDeBMl7QaI/AAAAAAAABrI/pngY4WqzxWA/s320/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242434078400790946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh so pretty right!! I love the two Christian Dior pictures best. The second one on the wheelbarrow thing is so cuteeee! Like I've always known that Emma Watson was pretty, I just never realised how pretty she is!! And to be able to look good in couture really is something. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I want to prolong this entry... (I told myself I will do physics once I'm done. But I REALLY don't want to do physics yet. :x) I'll do the whole runway to editorial thing where I post the runway pictures of whatever Emma Watson wore in the editorial. Hehe yes quite exciting lah right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfX8jzJiI/AAAAAAAABrQ/WrpUTfGiOEs/s1600-h/1+Christian+Dior+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfX8jzJiI/AAAAAAAABrQ/WrpUTfGiOEs/s320/1+Christian+Dior+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435568745522722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Dior Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYD5xexI/AAAAAAAABrY/zBXuuuRBmbQ/s1600-h/2+Christian+Lacroix+Fall+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYD5xexI/AAAAAAAABrY/zBXuuuRBmbQ/s320/2+Christian+Lacroix+Fall+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435570716736274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Lacroix Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYIKd_XI/AAAAAAAABrg/EXA2pbNN7uc/s1600-h/3+Armani+Prive+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYIKd_XI/AAAAAAAABrg/EXA2pbNN7uc/s320/3+Armani+Prive+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435571860503922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Armani Prive Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYdyBPJI/AAAAAAAABro/bsrbeaOnV4Q/s1600-h/4+Valentino+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYdyBPJI/AAAAAAAABro/bsrbeaOnV4Q/s320/4+Valentino+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435577663536274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentino Fall 2008 Couture &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYTQjneI/AAAAAAAABrw/IZEgovHG9zg/s1600-h/5+Givenchy+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDfYTQjneI/AAAAAAAABrw/IZEgovHG9zg/s320/5+Givenchy+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435574838828514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Givenchy Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftP2P06I/AAAAAAAABr4/IMJiJ1UJPXg/s1600-h/6+Christian+Dior+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftP2P06I/AAAAAAAABr4/IMJiJ1UJPXg/s320/6+Christian+Dior+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435934700426146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Dior Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftLL6hrI/AAAAAAAABsA/9lQAhFhFM_4/s1600-h/7+Valentino+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftLL6hrI/AAAAAAAABsA/9lQAhFhFM_4/s320/7+Valentino+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435933449127602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentino Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftfSVd5I/AAAAAAAABsI/2mr_JYKJvVw/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftfSVd5I/AAAAAAAABsI/2mr_JYKJvVw/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435938844768146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atelier Versace Fall 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftX3zh2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/xy_rz6V4gGQ/s1600-h/9+Jean+Paul+Gaultier+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftX3zh2I/AAAAAAAABsQ/xy_rz6V4gGQ/s320/9+Jean+Paul+Gaultier+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435936854443874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jean Paul Gaultier Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftqXyxdI/AAAAAAAABsY/NlhWGUVCsKw/s1600-h/11+Valentino+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDftqXyxdI/AAAAAAAABsY/NlhWGUVCsKw/s320/11+Valentino+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242435941820450258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentino Fall 2008 Couture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDf2V0sisI/AAAAAAAABsg/X1gpfPpk5VM/s1600-h/12+Chanel+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDf2V0sisI/AAAAAAAABsg/X1gpfPpk5VM/s320/12+Chanel+Fall+2008+Couture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242436090923354818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chanel Fall 2008 Couture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Off to fill myself with misery now...):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-4148181882807885339?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4148181882807885339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=4148181882807885339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4148181882807885339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/4148181882807885339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/091.html' title='091'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SMDdRqO0sII/AAAAAAAABpw/7lo8QFP_qLg/s72-c/Emma+Watson+-+Vogue+Italia+Sept+2008+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-389719151746743498</id><published>2008-09-03T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:47:13.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>090</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/YZ_3hkpSlY/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/YZ_3hkpSlY/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured my blog has been full of sadness for too long, so here, some inches of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like the song doesn't make you a wee bit happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to far too much teenybopper songs lately. Because my sister is obsessed with playing her favourite songs loudly on loop. And they've all kind of grown on me, as much as I used to hate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha and they are actually good additions to my playlist cus they're so much more hyped up and happy as compared to my usual melancholic playlist... which isn't very suitable for when I need that burst of energy to push me through grueling mugging sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay off to watch GossipGirl now yayyyyyyyyyyyyy(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-389719151746743498?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/389719151746743498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=389719151746743498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/389719151746743498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/389719151746743498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/09/090.html' title='090'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-5940851135697979151</id><published>2008-08-30T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:23:22.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>089</title><content type='html'>Dear Arina,&lt;br /&gt;Please always remember that you live only for yourself. That you can love and trust someone so much and still have them disappoint you so badly. You'd probably be someone's disappointment too. But that's fine, because everyone else lives only for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Please just hang in there. Work hard and you'll earn yourself with a rewarding life ahead. I believe you're destined for great things... Well duh, you are like HOW COOL?!&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;The only person who always and forever be there for you,&lt;br /&gt;Arina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, one of the most important persons in my life have been acting like quite an ass. It makes me sad but it also makes me realise how I've been dependent on too many people too much. From now, I resolve to being a lot more independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't plan on being a loner and a hater. I still love the people I love. I must just make sure the next time someone turns his back on me, I don't act like I'm so surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-5940851135697979151?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5940851135697979151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=5940851135697979151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5940851135697979151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5940851135697979151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/089.html' title='089'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3948880179178844164</id><published>2008-08-30T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:42:29.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>088</title><content type='html'>I made this, hoping to motivate myself through the painful grueling mugging days to come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SLlNS-M7qRI/AAAAAAAABpg/qRKqwrpm0mw/s1600-h/StudyPlan%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SLlNS-M7qRI/AAAAAAAABpg/qRKqwrpm0mw/s320/StudyPlan%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240304629752506642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SLlNTAtGl2I/AAAAAAAABpo/RFt1AQlGH5I/s1600-h/StudyPlan%212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SLlNTAtGl2I/AAAAAAAABpo/RFt1AQlGH5I/s320/StudyPlan%212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240304630424311650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe quite cute right! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seeing how today, being Day One, didn't work out too well, I'm doubting the effectiveness of it helping me through the next many days. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye sorry my posts lately have been full of misery. I'm not that angsty all the time, promise. Just the times I happen to blog. Don't expect a change though, I'm guessing the next few days would be full of misery too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3948880179178844164?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3948880179178844164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3948880179178844164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3948880179178844164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3948880179178844164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/088.html' title='088'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SLlNS-M7qRI/AAAAAAAABpg/qRKqwrpm0mw/s72-c/StudyPlan%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3743871318778183115</id><published>2008-08-23T00:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:32:36.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>087</title><content type='html'>Dear Shi Hui,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry 210808 freaked you out. I love you (x beyond infinity).&lt;br /&gt;Love, Arina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone else that I freaked out, I'm really sorry. I tend to get a bit emo-nemo at times, more than usual occasionally. (And no, I wasn't planning on killing myself because I'm all about my "pre-determined time to die". So if I had tried and it wasn't time yet, I would've survived and that would be worse.) But really, thank you so much for caring. I love you guys (: And extra hearts go to Shi Hui, Cheryl, Benji and Keith. Thank you iluxxxxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3743871318778183115?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3743871318778183115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3743871318778183115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3743871318778183115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3743871318778183115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/086_23.html' title='087'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-9103537505719348235</id><published>2008-08-21T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:46:36.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>086</title><content type='html'>The day started with a bad omen and I knew the day wasn't going to go very well. But I wanted to face it anyway, because I've had it with running away from things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone who's helped me survive. Thank you very much. I love you all. And please don't worry, I just need to pull myself together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the potential horrible days ahead, bring it on. As tough as it gets, I will emerge. I just have to believe that some day, I would've exhausted all the bad days I was destined to have and then I'll live a happy ending.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-9103537505719348235?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9103537505719348235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=9103537505719348235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/9103537505719348235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/9103537505719348235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/086.html' title='086'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8505254736456482296</id><published>2008-08-20T18:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T19:28:24.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>085</title><content type='html'>When the most exciting thing that happened today is seeing a certain someone rolling her eyes in slow motion... I know it's a sign that my life right now is so darn terribly unexciting. ): But seeing how promos are soooooooooooooo close, I guess it's supposed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well, Spring/Summer09 is coming too :D So all is not lost, still some exciting things to look forward to. Oh! I came across Marilyn's show package for S/S09 and I find it lovelyyyyyy :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5VgvDbUI/AAAAAAAABpE/pwS0Mjn0zRQ/s1600-h/zCover3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5VgvDbUI/AAAAAAAABpE/pwS0Mjn0zRQ/s320/zCover3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236553139708194114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv418UtIyI/AAAAAAAABns/KVDEtn_nzFQ/s1600-h/Caroline_Trentini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv418UtIyI/AAAAAAAABns/KVDEtn_nzFQ/s320/Caroline_Trentini.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552597358060322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv410FrHoI/AAAAAAAABn0/r7N7ZRgSqa8/s1600-h/Caroline_Trentini2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv410FrHoI/AAAAAAAABn0/r7N7ZRgSqa8/s320/Caroline_Trentini2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552595147529858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv42B3xAeI/AAAAAAAABn8/KPWL9gYmuZs/s1600-h/Cintia_Dicker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv42B3xAeI/AAAAAAAABn8/KPWL9gYmuZs/s320/Cintia_Dicker.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552598847291874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv42f-1K8I/AAAAAAAABoE/b1PNT9mn60c/s1600-h/Cintia_Dicker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv42f-1K8I/AAAAAAAABoE/b1PNT9mn60c/s320/Cintia_Dicker2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552606929988546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv42fJ73GI/AAAAAAAABoM/Gys3ReR0OeA/s1600-h/Erin_Heatherton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv42fJ73GI/AAAAAAAABoM/Gys3ReR0OeA/s320/Erin_Heatherton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552606708128866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5EqFDJxI/AAAAAAAABoU/Dmq2tavJck8/s1600-h/Erin_Heatherton2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5EqFDJxI/AAAAAAAABoU/Dmq2tavJck8/s320/Erin_Heatherton2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552850158593810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5Egms99I/AAAAAAAABoc/yPsgOlChY-g/s1600-h/Iekeliene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5Egms99I/AAAAAAAABoc/yPsgOlChY-g/s320/Iekeliene.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552847615391698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5EjkBwFI/AAAAAAAABok/mIQlW9Rp_gk/s1600-h/Iekeliene2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5EjkBwFI/AAAAAAAABok/mIQlW9Rp_gk/s320/Iekeliene2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552848409477202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5E9LBMgI/AAAAAAAABos/Z57GBbPJboo/s1600-h/Tiiu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5E9LBMgI/AAAAAAAABos/Z57GBbPJboo/s320/Tiiu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552855283905026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5FHhCsqI/AAAAAAAABo0/9B3fbnIJePQ/s1600-h/Tiiu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5FHhCsqI/AAAAAAAABo0/9B3fbnIJePQ/s320/Tiiu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236552858060632738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5VqKrv1I/AAAAAAAABo8/St9PwiLx2h0/s1600-h/zCover1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5VqKrv1I/AAAAAAAABo8/St9PwiLx2h0/s320/zCover1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236553142240001874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay so pretty right? :D It got a lot of comments from people saying they don't like it though... But whatevesssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's I don't find so pretty though... IS TIIU'S HAIR! WHAT HAPPENED): ): She was so cute with lighter hair!!! I hope she goes back to her previous hair colourrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv_h-K9RAI/AAAAAAAABpM/qAv1twStjfY/s1600-h/07585_Tiiu1_122_902lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv_h-K9RAI/AAAAAAAABpM/qAv1twStjfY/s320/07585_Tiiu1_122_902lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236559950838055938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv_h29fnoI/AAAAAAAABpU/CORFytrMouQ/s1600-h/07587_Tiiu2_122_166lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv_h29fnoI/AAAAAAAABpU/CORFytrMouQ/s320/07587_Tiiu2_122_166lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236559948902538882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't you think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8505254736456482296?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8505254736456482296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8505254736456482296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8505254736456482296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8505254736456482296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/085.html' title='085'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKv5VgvDbUI/AAAAAAAABpE/pwS0Mjn0zRQ/s72-c/zCover3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7103336202821683848</id><published>2008-08-14T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T21:47:06.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>084</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKQ2azTFUrI/AAAAAAAABm4/s3d5u5OaUQk/s1600-h/scan006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKQ2azTFUrI/AAAAAAAABm4/s3d5u5OaUQk/s320/scan006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234368500986106546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKQ2bCUTtSI/AAAAAAAABnA/YWSQZLGjh-Y/s1600-h/scan007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKQ2bCUTtSI/AAAAAAAABnA/YWSQZLGjh-Y/s320/scan007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234368505017775394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKQ2bEbg3RI/AAAAAAAABnI/9MeNzbIUEGM/s1600-h/scan008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKQ2bEbg3RI/AAAAAAAABnI/9MeNzbIUEGM/s320/scan008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234368505584868626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY I LOVE MY CLASS :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had class phototaking today. And being us, we couldn't just settle with having one picture taken. Hehe. And Shawn made me bring my camera, so yay fun pictures aboveeeeee :D Like they all have this nice "heavenly glow" thing about them, but I think the scan doesn't really show it. It's so sad how three people got cut off in the first picture though):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, MUST DO EOM NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7103336202821683848?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7103336202821683848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7103336202821683848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7103336202821683848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7103336202821683848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/084.html' title='084'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SKQ2azTFUrI/AAAAAAAABm4/s3d5u5OaUQk/s72-c/scan006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3441280872908501715</id><published>2008-08-11T21:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:36:58.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>083</title><content type='html'>As promised! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SINGFEST'08 was omgsoawesome:D It was also hot and stuffy and painful and dirty and vulgar and really really tiring, but it was worth it. Because I insisted we be RIGHT in front for Jason Mraz, we had to slowly maneuver our way to the front in between performances. But ohgod it was soooooooooooo extremely gross upfront because it's soooooo squeeeezy and not only is heat coming from the weather, you could feel the heat radiating from PEOPLE. Especially really stupid people who wear BLACK. And well, as with all encounters with lots of people, would come lots of vulgarities because people are just hateful beings. I was so super duper tired by the time it was Jason Mraz, that half the time I wasn't really standing. But I didn't need to, because seeing how there were people around, I was still kept upright. (We managed to go ALL THE WAY to the front by the way, like we were so close I bet if we looked hard enough we'd be able to see Jason Mraz's nose hair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_4X1FkSaI/AAAAAAAABl4/M6tdxL_Wvk4/s1600-h/DSC03494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_4X1FkSaI/AAAAAAAABl4/M6tdxL_Wvk4/s320/DSC03494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233174380298914210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jason Mraz totally owned the show of course :D (And any other non-Mraz fans would agree.) He sounded soooooooooooooo extremely super live. And he is soooooooooo charming. Like he would laugh and giggle and talk and play games with the audience. AHH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_9AZ2aobI/AAAAAAAABmQ/nCktwLgCQ7w/s1600-h/DSC03435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_9AZ2aobI/AAAAAAAABmQ/nCktwLgCQ7w/s320/DSC03435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233179475408757170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_9AA_ryJI/AAAAAAAABmI/GN-gs1uR6t0/s1600-h/DSC03427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_9AA_ryJI/AAAAAAAABmI/GN-gs1uR6t0/s320/DSC03427.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233179468736743570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OneRepublic was REALLY GOOD TOO. I was surprised how they didn't sound ANYTHING short of what they sound in audio. AND THE BASSIST/VIOLABOY IS SO CUTE:D OHH. I got a OneRepublic Fiji bottle! So fangirl, I know. But I really didnt intend to get it, he just flung it into the audience and I didn't bother trying to catch it because everyone around me was like HOW TALL. But it landed straight into my lap, god knows how, so I got it anyway. :D I have it on the shelf of my table now. With OneRepublic cells. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_9d_Go_YI/AAAAAAAABmY/JCYNFqYZaWc/s1600-h/DSC03472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_9d_Go_YI/AAAAAAAABmY/JCYNFqYZaWc/s320/DSC03472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233179983625125250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Panic! was fine. But the mic stopped working on Brandon for a while, and he didn't know it because he's probably used to singing without hearing himself. It was so sad. Because he was SINGING HIS HEART OUT. But they wasn't any sound. Everyone of us was trying to tell him, but he didn't get it. After a WHOLE SONG, when he wanted to talk to the audience through the mic, did he realise it wasn't working. Ahh well. I was quite happy they sang lots of songs from their old album though because I loved them back then and only knew the older songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_-K1vvlfI/AAAAAAAABmg/FpfneTzh5-E/s1600-h/DSC03406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_-K1vvlfI/AAAAAAAABmg/FpfneTzh5-E/s320/DSC03406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233180754207282674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;WE MET JAMIE SCOTT. HE IS OMG SO GOODLOOKING. "When will I see your face again" has been on my playlist for so very long, but I never bothered to find out how he looks. I would've loved the song SO much more if I knew how bloody gorgeous he is. Haha so yes, we were at some corner, where mundane people like you and I would walk. And he was just THERE. And I, being me, just shrieked and he shrieked back at me. We took a picture! But it's with Shi Hui, so I'll post it some other day when I have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_8nyCsVxI/AAAAAAAABmA/aW6fSa7yJYc/s1600-h/n685074851_1122007_3157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_8nyCsVxI/AAAAAAAABmA/aW6fSa7yJYc/s320/n685074851_1122007_3157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233179052405970706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;PCD was kind of surreal. Maybe because I was rather zonked out by then. They didn't sound good but they looked perfect, with their dance moves and all. Like completely right out of the TV screen. I used to think only Nicole was pretty, but they're all equally hot. I especially liked the brunette. Either my math failed me because I was tired or there were only five of them... Isn't there supposed to be more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys was late. and exhaustive. I think she sang close to two hours. But I was sooooo tired by then, I actually slept through half her performance. Hah. Sorry. But she sounded really good whenever I heard her. And she was complete with her backup singers, who I'm sure Alaric would have loved if he saw. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yay okay as a whole Singfest was fierce and I love Jason Mraz. Hopefully next year's got a line up as good as, if not better than this year's. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and before I go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ__jVNBgSI/AAAAAAAABmw/I5PeP8BOIk0/s1600-h/Photo0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ__jVNBgSI/AAAAAAAABmw/I5PeP8BOIk0/s320/Photo0341.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233182274480079138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW THAM! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3441280872908501715?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3441280872908501715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3441280872908501715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3441280872908501715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3441280872908501715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/083.html' title='083'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ_4X1FkSaI/AAAAAAAABl4/M6tdxL_Wvk4/s72-c/DSC03494.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8609654239112671501</id><published>2008-08-10T10:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T11:07:29.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>082</title><content type='html'>Ahh life has been rather exciting lately (: And I have a new toy which I am very very pleased with, despite it being big and scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ5ZofPJkQI/AAAAAAAABlw/eyGrShf8HLw/s1600-h/scan001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ5ZofPJkQI/AAAAAAAABlw/eyGrShf8HLw/s320/scan001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232718369165775106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yay so fun right(: I didn't get a polaroid because then I wouldn't be able to use it for long seeing how films would run out real soon, so I got an Instax which works the same way, except the pictures are a lot clearer and not as grainy as polaroids which mm, could be either good or bad, I don't know. Hehe pictures from yesterday! We went for dinner/FIREWORKS/MindCafe. The last picture is supposed to have fireworks in the background!): But they didn't appear in the picture ): ): ): I think we were supposed to change the mode on the camera. Ahh well. (Check out Benji's face in the second picture. HAHAHAHA. Cheryl and I can laugh at it all day really.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's too early to be blogging. Promise I'll blog about Singfest and National Day in school soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8609654239112671501?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8609654239112671501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8609654239112671501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8609654239112671501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8609654239112671501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/081_10.html' title='082'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SJ5ZofPJkQI/AAAAAAAABlw/eyGrShf8HLw/s72-c/scan001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3261811123966049844</id><published>2008-08-05T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T00:20:12.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>081</title><content type='html'>D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I was annoyed enough trying to read geog notes): But as always, someone/something just has to come along and make me feel so much shittier. And maybe I'm just being bitter and a bitch because noone is obliged to tell me anything if they don't want to, but sorry I cannot help it that I am so completely repulsed right now. Especially since I'm actually SO FUCKING NICE TO YOU. Which mm, doesn't happen to many people, so it's got to mean something when I'm nice to you. And well, I find it a little ridiculous that YOU, OF ALL PEOPLE, pretend not to know... that I'm the kind who's nice and expects mutual niceness, it's just the way I roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh and now is REALLY not the time for me to be such a baby because I have a lot more to study for geog test tomorrow. Oh god, snap out of it, Arina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just makes it so much more worse that I don't hate you and that I can't even if I want to. Although of course, this would be the most childish reason in the world for me not to like when I've been all hearts to you for the longest time. And well, if you read this, which I think you would, and think that it's you I'm talking about then mm, I'm sorry I feel like this. I really don't want to, but I can't help it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3261811123966049844?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3261811123966049844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3261811123966049844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3261811123966049844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3261811123966049844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/081.html' title='081'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1527500664583290669</id><published>2008-08-03T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T00:53:56.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>080</title><content type='html'>YAY SINGFEST IN A FEW HOURS. I'm super thrilled nowwww :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha if like Cheryl, you want to listen to Singfest over the phone call me when the time is right and I'll put you on speaker. Except you'll probably be hearing more screams than anything else, but it's worth the try (: Here's the lineup! If you want to know when to call hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1500 Stacie Orrico&lt;br /&gt;1550 Jamie Scott &amp;amp; The Town&lt;br /&gt;1640 OneRepublic&lt;br /&gt;1740 Panic at the Disco&lt;br /&gt;1840 JASON MRAZ &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1930 (Rubbish, seriously)&lt;br /&gt;1950 Rick Astley&lt;br /&gt;2050 Pussycat Dolls&lt;br /&gt;2200 Alicia Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-1527500664583290669?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1527500664583290669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1527500664583290669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1527500664583290669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1527500664583290669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/08/080.html' title='080'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-784656578262392379</id><published>2008-07-31T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:09:37.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>079</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more day before the weekend. Hopefully I'm a much happier person then. Life has been sucking quite a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I see Jason Mraz on Sunday, he'd see me too. And he'll decide I'm his new muse. And then he'd ask me to go on tour with him. And he'll sing me a song everyday. And we'll go to Disneyland and watch fireworks. And I'd be the happiest bitch alive. Because there actually are things that make me happy other than clothes/shoes/bags... like nice songs and fireworks and holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe not. That way, I really need to learn to feel happier with the way life is now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-784656578262392379?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/784656578262392379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=784656578262392379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/784656578262392379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/784656578262392379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/079.html' title='079'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7742057124667974078</id><published>2008-07-29T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T20:13:33.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'>078</title><content type='html'>Once in a while, you come across things which are just so darn perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SI8HNWvyH1I/AAAAAAAABlo/AxZddz6xf1A/s1600-h/MJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SI8HNWvyH1I/AAAAAAAABlo/AxZddz6xf1A/s320/MJ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228405618426126162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Like this Marc Jacobs Fall08 bag I came across on Carlos' blog. It's the perfect dose of quirkiness and IT'S OSTRICH LEATHER. AHH :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I woke up with a sore eye. I mean, like WHAT THE HECKKKKKKK. It was so random and I was just miserable and annoyed. I don't deserve a sore eye, it's meant for people who watch too much porn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, but I could be all princess because my maid's super nice to me when I'm sick. Though I wasn't really sick, I just had an extremely disgusting eye. So she served me lots of good food and made me nice blackcurrent tea. I was busy indulging to be productive): Which shouldn't be happening anymore, seeing how Promos is soon, like really really soon):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, off to dinner. Promise I'll do something productive later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7742057124667974078?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7742057124667974078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7742057124667974078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7742057124667974078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7742057124667974078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/078.html' title='078'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SI8HNWvyH1I/AAAAAAAABlo/AxZddz6xf1A/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-2890574387458027460</id><published>2008-07-27T20:16:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T20:33:21.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>077</title><content type='html'>PW is just sick. ): ): ): ): HATE PW. HATE PW. HATE PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about mean and I was so against the idea that they were scrapping PW next year, because it's not fair they don't put the juniors through the same shit. But now, I think it's a good thing if they are. PW is JUST SOOOOO GROSS. To the extent that even if I'm mean, I wouldn't want anyone else in the world to have to go through it... Yeah, that's how bad it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, whateveeesssssss. Imaginary Closet Resort'09 Part FOURRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoVnejBrI/AAAAAAAABig/cH7P_Hieuqk/s1600-h/Rag+%26+Bone+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoVnejBrI/AAAAAAAABig/cH7P_Hieuqk/s320/Rag+%26+Bone+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227667988053952178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rag &amp;amp; Bone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoV2WdhnI/AAAAAAAABio/eu8OBMeuuWo/s1600-h/Rag+%26+Bone+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoV2WdhnI/AAAAAAAABio/eu8OBMeuuWo/s320/Rag+%26+Bone+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227667992046569074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rag &amp;amp; Bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoWCklqrI/AAAAAAAABiw/7C_SlBC2S1U/s1600-h/Rag+%26+Bone+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoWCklqrI/AAAAAAAABiw/7C_SlBC2S1U/s320/Rag+%26+Bone+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227667995327048370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rag &amp;amp; Bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoWTkN68I/AAAAAAAABi4/-06sdNOZlCs/s1600-h/Sari+Gueron+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoWTkN68I/AAAAAAAABi4/-06sdNOZlCs/s320/Sari+Gueron+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227667999888894914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sari Gueron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoWWDEeUI/AAAAAAAABjA/_bDCovc-bCw/s1600-h/Sari+Gueron+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoWWDEeUI/AAAAAAAABjA/_bDCovc-bCw/s320/Sari+Gueron+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668000555170114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sari Gueron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorNc2M3I/AAAAAAAABjI/eA3qRWYp-UE/s1600-h/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorNc2M3I/AAAAAAAABjI/eA3qRWYp-UE/s320/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668359024620402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stella McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorBnYk-I/AAAAAAAABjQ/3WidwygygEo/s1600-h/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorBnYk-I/AAAAAAAABjQ/3WidwygygEo/s320/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668355847590882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stella McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorbfDR2I/AAAAAAAABjY/n3cIHDEpN5c/s1600-h/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorbfDR2I/AAAAAAAABjY/n3cIHDEpN5c/s320/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668362791962466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stella McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorVk-dPI/AAAAAAAABjg/6SEeY9mrp5s/s1600-h/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorVk-dPI/AAAAAAAABjg/6SEeY9mrp5s/s320/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668361206199538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stella McCartney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorsKTgVI/AAAAAAAABjo/3Y-qJDVyd1g/s1600-h/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxorsKTgVI/AAAAAAAABjo/3Y-qJDVyd1g/s320/Stella+McCartney+Resort+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668367268348242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stella McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo8-b_UGI/AAAAAAAABjw/GaeRvLprvQs/s1600-h/Stephen+Burrows+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo8-b_UGI/AAAAAAAABjw/GaeRvLprvQs/s320/Stephen+Burrows+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668664232136802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stephen Burrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo8-5WEbI/AAAAAAAABj4/FNHfc0qQg6c/s1600-h/Temperly+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo8-5WEbI/AAAAAAAABj4/FNHfc0qQg6c/s320/Temperly+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668664355262898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temperly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo9Oy60vI/AAAAAAAABkA/AdUk_syZr4s/s1600-h/Thakoon+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo9Oy60vI/AAAAAAAABkA/AdUk_syZr4s/s320/Thakoon+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668668623278834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thakoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo9IEduzI/AAAAAAAABkI/jKs4J9d3i8Q/s1600-h/Vena+Cava+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo9IEduzI/AAAAAAAABkI/jKs4J9d3i8Q/s320/Vena+Cava+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668666817821490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vena Cava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo9R8rXwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/d_05tcn3fZU/s1600-h/Vena+Cava+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxo9R8rXwI/AAAAAAAABkQ/d_05tcn3fZU/s320/Vena+Cava+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668669469515522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vena Cava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpPvxlYDI/AAAAAAAABkY/hR9PMiL6kcg/s1600-h/Vera+Wang+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpPvxlYDI/AAAAAAAABkY/hR9PMiL6kcg/s320/Vera+Wang+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668986713694258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Wang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpPq7a3yI/AAAAAAAABkg/AVQsf91eQiA/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpPq7a3yI/AAAAAAAABkg/AVQsf91eQiA/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668985412771618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpPysEXyI/AAAAAAAABko/R6qDJ_EtB4I/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpPysEXyI/AAAAAAAABko/R6qDJ_EtB4I/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668987495866146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpP18AmaI/AAAAAAAABkw/Wi2h3pRiGSQ/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpP18AmaI/AAAAAAAABkw/Wi2h3pRiGSQ/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668988368034210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpQBE8HiI/AAAAAAAABk4/jT_vnBmh1Bw/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpQBE8HiI/AAAAAAAABk4/jT_vnBmh1Bw/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227668991358279202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpcvMLweI/AAAAAAAABlA/sbE5j-MSOmo/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpcvMLweI/AAAAAAAABlA/sbE5j-MSOmo/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227669209895125474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpcmyhfTI/AAAAAAAABlI/ZBAlOgk49XE/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpcmyhfTI/AAAAAAAABlI/ZBAlOgk49XE/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227669207640014130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpc4aobrI/AAAAAAAABlQ/xBP4HpH6IGQ/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpc4aobrI/AAAAAAAABlQ/xBP4HpH6IGQ/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227669212371644082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpc22EyfI/AAAAAAAABlY/O2w5PjhlYfo/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpc22EyfI/AAAAAAAABlY/O2w5PjhlYfo/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227669211949877746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpc7RMAYI/AAAAAAAABlg/0WHCSuGB8dE/s1600-h/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxpc7RMAYI/AAAAAAAABlg/0WHCSuGB8dE/s320/Yves+Saint+Laurent+Resort+2009+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227669213137338754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yves Saint Laurent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AHH yes. That's it! Everything I want to own from Resort09. Why, if one season could fill an entire apartment... I wonder how many apartments of clothes I would have if I could own all the clothes I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Snapping back to harsh harsh reality... PW AWAITS. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-2890574387458027460?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2890574387458027460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=2890574387458027460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2890574387458027460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/2890574387458027460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/077.html' title='077'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIxoVnejBrI/AAAAAAAABig/cH7P_Hieuqk/s72-c/Rag+%26+Bone+Resort+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1009506493122031099</id><published>2008-07-25T00:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:26:23.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>076</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIirbRhOfoI/AAAAAAAABiY/ImaFBioARA4/s1600-h/Photo0518e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIirbRhOfoI/AAAAAAAABiY/ImaFBioARA4/s320/Photo0518e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226615852611042946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHERYL! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favouritest princess (I gave you a tiara in the picture! So cute right!), HOMie (HOM = Hot Oscillatory Motion , cus we're just so geeky like that... contrary to everyone who stereotypes us as being bimbos),T-mate and bitch in crime (because we just have telepathy when it comes to thoughts like that)! I LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2357341639696328523-1009506493122031099?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1009506493122031099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1009506493122031099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1009506493122031099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1009506493122031099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/076.html' title='076'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIirbRhOfoI/AAAAAAAABiY/ImaFBioARA4/s72-c/Photo0518e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8648249050265538183</id><published>2008-07-23T22:14:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T22:54:32.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>075</title><content type='html'>I had the worst, most screwed up tarian performance today. Haha to some bunch of J2s for RHD so it didn't really matter that much. But it was really quite badddd. Like there was a part where we just forgot and I LAUGHED. Like out loud. It wasn't even a giggle. But whatever, I bet it was still entertaining. Hmm, seeing how we only had like THREE practices to LEARN and practice the dance, quite cool lah actually(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIc-4xigK1I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Ir9nv2aH2oo/s1600-h/Photo0628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIc-4xigK1I/AAAAAAAABfQ/Ir9nv2aH2oo/s320/Photo0628.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226215037678398290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIc-5BLcGDI/AAAAAAAABfY/4yba1PUuUjU/s1600-h/Photo0629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIc-5BLcGDI/AAAAAAAABfY/4yba1PUuUjU/s320/Photo0629.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226215041876629554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIc-5NpuwZI/AAAAAAAABfg/bleRkMAFqxU/s1600-h/Photo0630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIc-5NpuwZI/AAAAAAAABfg/bleRkMAFqxU/s320/Photo0630.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226215045224907154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really need to start finding motivation to do work. How extremely unmotivated I am is just repulsive. I've tried and I just cannot help it okayyyyy): ): ): I mean I really DO want to do work and everything, it just doesn't COME to me. You know what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I visited Orchard with Farhanah and Mary and Nunuzzzzzz. I kind of miss Orchard now that I haven't been there in soooooo long. I just never choose to go there anymore because it's disgusting how it's almost always damnnnnn crowdeddddddd. Today wasn't bad though, cus it was still  early. OH. I ate chicken and lots of rice! And I actually enjoyed it. I usually hateeee eating chicken because like I don't know... huge pieces of chicken are just kinda scary. And like I don't usually eat lots of rice because it's like a waste of calories don't you thinkkkk. Like it's just riceeeeeee. I'd rather be wasting my calories on things with more tasteeeee. You know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, okay I'm sure you care for what I ate today... Obviously my life has been so darn unexciting and I've got no better story to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall spam you with Imaginary Closet pictures even if I am not paticularly depressed and not quite needing to indulge in fantasiesssssss... YAY Imaginary Closet Resort09 Part THREEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB_kcghKI/AAAAAAAABfo/H2XnlxHYcYY/s1600-h/Louis+Vuitton+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB_kcghKI/AAAAAAAABfo/H2XnlxHYcYY/s320/Louis+Vuitton+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218452957562018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB_hNk4iI/AAAAAAAABfw/EocMlhO50Ac/s1600-h/Louis+Vuitton+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB_hNk4iI/AAAAAAAABfw/EocMlhO50Ac/s320/Louis+Vuitton+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218452089627170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Louis Vuitton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB__Z-MMI/AAAAAAAABf4/bvecdF4Qafc/s1600-h/Marchesa+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB__Z-MMI/AAAAAAAABf4/bvecdF4Qafc/s320/Marchesa+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218460194681026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marchesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB_xalo8I/AAAAAAAABgA/VjAi3cqQlzc/s1600-h/Marchesa+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdB_xalo8I/AAAAAAAABgA/VjAi3cqQlzc/s320/Marchesa+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218456439169986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marchesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCADQUACI/AAAAAAAABgI/f1D3RjdEYlA/s1600-h/Marchesa+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCADQUACI/AAAAAAAABgI/f1D3RjdEYlA/s320/Marchesa+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218461227909154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Marchesa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCSuowsOI/AAAAAAAABgQ/XH2l-JXDIDI/s1600-h/Matthew+Williamson+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCSuowsOI/AAAAAAAABgQ/XH2l-JXDIDI/s320/Matthew+Williamson+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218782110822626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matthew Williamson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCS3i17aI/AAAAAAAABgY/-ZNOGWRLVf8/s1600-h/Missoni+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCS3i17aI/AAAAAAAABgY/-ZNOGWRLVf8/s320/Missoni+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218784501919138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCS7iB0sI/AAAAAAAABgg/RgYn5VRjNT0/s1600-h/Missoni+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCS7iB0sI/AAAAAAAABgg/RgYn5VRjNT0/s320/Missoni+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218785572246210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCTH2sgbI/AAAAAAAABgo/SL6wuvqS_QU/s1600-h/Missoni+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCTH2sgbI/AAAAAAAABgo/SL6wuvqS_QU/s320/Missoni+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218788880155058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCTOLfsmI/AAAAAAAABgw/ncqlsgH7siM/s1600-h/Missoni+Resort+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCTOLfsmI/AAAAAAAABgw/ncqlsgH7siM/s320/Missoni+Resort+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226218790578008674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCkLo3GtI/AAAAAAAABg4/2n4kLpIt78w/s1600-h/Missoni+Resort+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCkLo3GtI/AAAAAAAABg4/2n4kLpIt78w/s320/Missoni+Resort+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219081953647314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCkT1wBjI/AAAAAAAABhA/LkUkjkewoNU/s1600-h/Missoni+Resort+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCkT1wBjI/AAAAAAAABhA/LkUkjkewoNU/s320/Missoni+Resort+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219084155192882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCkq6ZA5I/AAAAAAAABhI/EBveVu5tOC8/s1600-h/Missoni+Resort+2009+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCkq6ZA5I/AAAAAAAABhI/EBveVu5tOC8/s320/Missoni+Resort+2009+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219090348671890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Missoni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCk3y_G_I/AAAAAAAABhQ/94Gbhh-qc4o/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdCk3y_G_I/AAAAAAAABhQ/94Gbhh-qc4o/s320/Nina+Ricci+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219093807274994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina Ricci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdClJTXnAI/AAAAAAAABhY/wS4hR5FzmlE/s1600-h/Nina+Ricci+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdClJTXnAI/AAAAAAAABhY/wS4hR5FzmlE/s320/Nina+Ricci+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219098506501122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nina Ricci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9CQBYlI/AAAAAAAABhg/uTklKDsvISY/s1600-h/Oscar+de+la+Renta+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9CQBYlI/AAAAAAAABhg/uTklKDsvISY/s320/Oscar+de+la+Renta+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219508930273874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oscar de la Renta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9cXR0II/AAAAAAAABho/wqEqDFkFk1s/s1600-h/Oscar+de+la+Renta+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9cXR0II/AAAAAAAABho/wqEqDFkFk1s/s320/Oscar+de+la+Renta+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219515940032642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oscar de la Renta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9ezEKtI/AAAAAAAABhw/USNxhAg8dFA/s1600-h/Phi+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9ezEKtI/AAAAAAAABhw/USNxhAg8dFA/s320/Phi+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219516593449682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9t_6zxI/AAAAAAAABh4/UI8J4uzBT9k/s1600-h/Phi+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC9t_6zxI/AAAAAAAABh4/UI8J4uzBT9k/s320/Phi+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219520673894162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC96XwuFI/AAAAAAAABiA/iQ70bCtxP-o/s1600-h/Phi+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdC96XwuFI/AAAAAAAABiA/iQ70bCtxP-o/s320/Phi+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219523995121746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdDLYRbAMI/AAAAAAAABiI/ekt5YEs5uZo/s1600-h/Prada+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdDLYRbAMI/AAAAAAAABiI/ekt5YEs5uZo/s320/Prada+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219755359895746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdDLnflPbI/AAAAAAAABiQ/0VcfE5DPiCs/s1600-h/Prada+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIdDLnflPbI/AAAAAAAABiQ/0VcfE5DPiCs/s320/Prada+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226219759445818802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Prada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8648249050265538183?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8648249050265538183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7829941705976434927</id><published>2008-07-20T23:18:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T00:11:49.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>074</title><content type='html'>Too much fucking misery for a person to take in such a short span of time. There should be a limit to how miserable a person can feel in a few consecutive days you knowwww. I must keep reminding myself not to lose faith in humanity and life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Imaginary closet Resort09 Part 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXw94NukI/AAAAAAAABcg/M8E9_NsgtuY/s1600-h/Derek+Lam+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXw94NukI/AAAAAAAABcg/M8E9_NsgtuY/s320/Derek+Lam+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116491435588162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derek Lam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXw9Qrg8I/AAAAAAAABco/T6okfsgzSOo/s1600-h/Derek+Lam+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXw9Qrg8I/AAAAAAAABco/T6okfsgzSOo/s320/Derek+Lam+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116491269768130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Derek Lam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXxGLCSPI/AAAAAAAABcw/MSNLpZKyOGc/s1600-h/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXxGLCSPI/AAAAAAAABcw/MSNLpZKyOGc/s320/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116493662013682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donna Karan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXxje6lWI/AAAAAAAABc4/ZnrU24LJGtE/s1600-h/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXxje6lWI/AAAAAAAABc4/ZnrU24LJGtE/s320/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116501530023266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donna Karan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXxvMtxcI/AAAAAAAABdA/D5W2s47uRlo/s1600-h/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXxvMtxcI/AAAAAAAABdA/D5W2s47uRlo/s320/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116504674911682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donna Karan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHDXz22I/AAAAAAAABdI/zNUvp3RbIVQ/s1600-h/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHDXz22I/AAAAAAAABdI/zNUvp3RbIVQ/s320/Donna+Karan+Resort+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116870867409762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Donna Karan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHb6FweI/AAAAAAAABdQ/6HDHwmUQNzU/s1600-h/Emanuel+Ungaro+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHb6FweI/AAAAAAAABdQ/6HDHwmUQNzU/s320/Emanuel+Ungaro+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116877453640162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emanuel Ungaro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHjyLaDI/AAAAAAAABdY/Dm8F44whCk4/s1600-h/Giambattista+Valli+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHjyLaDI/AAAAAAAABdY/Dm8F44whCk4/s320/Giambattista+Valli+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116879567939634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giambattista Valli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHqRwAjI/AAAAAAAABdg/8e4lNpipCe0/s1600-h/Giambattista+Valli+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHqRwAjI/AAAAAAAABdg/8e4lNpipCe0/s320/Giambattista+Valli+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116881310974514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giambattista Valli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHwMhSLI/AAAAAAAABdo/-rIVM6XYmGM/s1600-h/Giambattista+Valli+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYHwMhSLI/AAAAAAAABdo/-rIVM6XYmGM/s320/Giambattista+Valli+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225116882899650738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giambattista Valli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYi2avCKI/AAAAAAAABdw/wMFdpszTbZw/s1600-h/Gucci+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYi2avCKI/AAAAAAAABdw/wMFdpszTbZw/s320/Gucci+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225117348426352802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjEqMo2I/AAAAAAAABd4/jKLePhHYbIU/s1600-h/Gucci+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjEqMo2I/AAAAAAAABd4/jKLePhHYbIU/s320/Gucci+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225117352249303906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gucci&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjI8qFcI/AAAAAAAABeA/UDAGO6lUQRc/s1600-h/Helmut+Lang+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjI8qFcI/AAAAAAAABeA/UDAGO6lUQRc/s320/Helmut+Lang+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225117353400473026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Helmut Lang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjB6D-TI/AAAAAAAABeI/pWVHWeVCcRg/s1600-h/Isaac+Mizrahi+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjB6D-TI/AAAAAAAABeI/pWVHWeVCcRg/s320/Isaac+Mizrahi+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225117351510538546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaac Mizrahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjQLneuI/AAAAAAAABeQ/nJSFzaV-D_c/s1600-h/Isaac+Mizrahi+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINYjQLneuI/AAAAAAAABeQ/nJSFzaV-D_c/s320/Isaac+Mizrahi+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225117355342265058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaac Mizrahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQD56LeI/AAAAAAAABeY/1E0VJWgn2ZA/s1600-h/Isaac+Mizrahi+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQD56LeI/AAAAAAAABeY/1E0VJWgn2ZA/s320/Isaac+Mizrahi+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118125140880866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isaac Mizrahi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQphd8WI/AAAAAAAABeg/c7Ig7bTrSqo/s1600-h/Jason+Wu+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQphd8WI/AAAAAAAABeg/c7Ig7bTrSqo/s320/Jason+Wu+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118135238914402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason Wu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQgTEA4I/AAAAAAAABeo/tMEhMEFzAFg/s1600-h/Jenni+Kayne+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQgTEA4I/AAAAAAAABeo/tMEhMEFzAFg/s320/Jenni+Kayne+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118132762575746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jenni Kayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQsbWJqI/AAAAAAAABew/iwm2G4cwg5M/s1600-h/Jenni+Kayne+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQsbWJqI/AAAAAAAABew/iwm2G4cwg5M/s320/Jenni+Kayne+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118136018544290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jenni Kayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQ2Xpu9I/AAAAAAAABe4/mkcM4Uyfkww/s1600-h/Jonathan+Sauders+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZQ2Xpu9I/AAAAAAAABe4/mkcM4Uyfkww/s320/Jonathan+Sauders+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118138687405010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan Saunders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZhsRX_9I/AAAAAAAABfA/LZCLILnipAI/s1600-h/Jonathan+Sauders+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZhsRX_9I/AAAAAAAABfA/LZCLILnipAI/s320/Jonathan+Sauders+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118428034498514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan Saunders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZhghCZ6I/AAAAAAAABfI/Y6GO2579BME/s1600-h/Jonathan+Sauders+Resort+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINZhghCZ6I/AAAAAAAABfI/Y6GO2579BME/s320/Jonathan+Sauders+Resort+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225118424878966690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jonathan Saunders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7829941705976434927?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7829941705976434927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7829941705976434927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7829941705976434927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7829941705976434927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/074_20.html' title='074'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SINXw94NukI/AAAAAAAABcg/M8E9_NsgtuY/s72-c/Derek+Lam+Resort+2009+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-274656877007154596</id><published>2008-07-19T00:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:38:50.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>073</title><content type='html'>Urgh I apologize for the excessive amounts of "Ohgod my life sucks what am I going to do with life. I always thought my life would get better over time, but it has been over time and I don't see my life headed anywhere I want it to. WHY" rants to just about everyone. But I think it's just the phase of my life. I'm really not like THIS all the time, really. Just on and off. I would get over all this. Eventually. I have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs to teach me self-discipline. I don't know how everyone else does it. But this whole issue I have with making myself do the right things at the right time is really getting to me. I am so darn impulsive and so bad at stopping myself from doing things I shouldn't do): I cannot make myself stop buying excessive amounts of useless things and food I don't even want to eat. And the extent of this is just really getting to me, seeing how there's Singfest tickets to pay for, and DeathCab (if Nabil's friend is wonderful enough. I HOPE. I WISH.) and tentatively an iphone because my phone is just really boring right nowwwwww. The whole self-discipline thing also doesn't make me do work. AT.ALL. It's so disgusting. I can promise myself a million times I would do work but end up not doing anything at all. And all I do about it is feel sad, guilty and stupid. And then it ends there, I don't do anything about it. I.DON'T.KNOW.WHY. I just can't make myself do things I'm supposed to): ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today was bahas finals. And we didn't win. But that's okay. I still love Mary like madzzzzzzz (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDGw0mWo8I/AAAAAAAABXw/n7AKnJjBweA/s320/DSC00862.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDGxiCqLfI/AAAAAAAABX4/XiUdcq_IUGQ/s320/IMG_1315.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDGyIe50RI/AAAAAAAABYA/CpD_-LQxNNk/s320/IMG_1334.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDGzK9kJOI/AAAAAAAABYQ/pvKeNractnw/s320/IMG_1358.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What happy pictures (: Actually made me happier just looking at them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Because when I'm sad and the people I want to talk to aren't really there... I like to indulge in my own dreams. It makes me miserable sometimes, seeing how I am not/will never be living my dream. But other times, thinking about them makes me happier. Like now. And in what other form would my dreams come in... If not clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my very imaginary closet... From Resort 2009! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLLOh2AI/AAAAAAAABYY/ArtWGNJKbCQ/s1600-h/3.1+Phillip+Lim+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLLOh2AI/AAAAAAAABYY/ArtWGNJKbCQ/s320/3.1+Phillip+Lim+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394562555992066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.1 Phillip Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLKwKXrI/AAAAAAAABYg/FD4EflSizGg/s1600-h/3.1+Phillip+Lim+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLKwKXrI/AAAAAAAABYg/FD4EflSizGg/s320/3.1+Phillip+Lim+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394562428624562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.1 Phillip Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLvhDqYI/AAAAAAAABYo/cah9lS4XZKI/s1600-h/3.1+Phillip+Lim+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLvhDqYI/AAAAAAAABYo/cah9lS4XZKI/s320/3.1+Phillip+Lim+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394572297382274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.1 Phillip Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLn-qdFI/AAAAAAAABYw/H-6ft2s1DRs/s1600-h/Abaet%C3%A9+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHLn-qdFI/AAAAAAAABYw/H-6ft2s1DRs/s320/Abaet%C3%A9+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394570274075730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abaeté&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHL4uNS8I/AAAAAAAABY4/0BY8mEzN8Y8/s1600-h/Abaet%C3%A9+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHL4uNS8I/AAAAAAAABY4/0BY8mEzN8Y8/s320/Abaet%C3%A9+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394574768458690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abaeté&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHhhLPhJI/AAAAAAAABZA/mKuf7MWJp40/s1600-h/Adam+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHhhLPhJI/AAAAAAAABZA/mKuf7MWJp40/s320/Adam+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394946404910226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHhiOzUtI/AAAAAAAABZI/5TqKGa3g_Io/s1600-h/Adam+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHhiOzUtI/AAAAAAAABZI/5TqKGa3g_Io/s320/Adam+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394946688275154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHhxjQ0KI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Y7-6LkM8Z-E/s1600-h/Akris+Resort+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHhxjQ0KI/AAAAAAAABZQ/Y7-6LkM8Z-E/s320/Akris+Resort+2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394950800625826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHiOlKz5I/AAAAAAAABZY/-30Gv2xL8Rk/s1600-h/Alexander+Wang+Resort+2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHiOlKz5I/AAAAAAAABZY/-30Gv2xL8Rk/s320/Alexander+Wang+Resort+2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394958593249170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexander Wang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHidJEMxI/AAAAAAAABZg/VM8PV-McHwI/s1600-h/Anna+Sui+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDHidJEMxI/AAAAAAAABZg/VM8PV-McHwI/s320/Anna+Sui+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394962501907218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anna Sui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH2Zwt1aI/AAAAAAAABZo/mhGnUbyoGgM/s1600-h/Balenciaga+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH2Zwt1aI/AAAAAAAABZo/mhGnUbyoGgM/s320/Balenciaga+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395305191855522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balenciaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH2ZJF1RI/AAAAAAAABZw/g-ks46uT_pA/s1600-h/Bottega+Veneta+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH2ZJF1RI/AAAAAAAABZw/g-ks46uT_pA/s320/Bottega+Veneta+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395305025656082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bottega Veneta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH2saJNHI/AAAAAAAABZ4/zrdilKpty_Y/s1600-h/Bottega+Veneta+Resort+2009+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH2saJNHI/AAAAAAAABZ4/zrdilKpty_Y/s320/Bottega+Veneta+Resort+2009+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395310197453938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bottega Veneta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH27kHa5I/AAAAAAAABaA/F6X8QmMvC9c/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH27kHa5I/AAAAAAAABaA/F6X8QmMvC9c/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395314265811858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry Prorsum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH25DBszI/AAAAAAAABaI/C3wSU7osrEM/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDH25DBszI/AAAAAAAABaI/C3wSU7osrEM/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395313590154034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry Prorsum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITPyDfHI/AAAAAAAABaQ/grHrkOIFF2M/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITPyDfHI/AAAAAAAABaQ/grHrkOIFF2M/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395800729320562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry Prorsum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITdVWBXI/AAAAAAAABaY/xpRdLMgO95w/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITdVWBXI/AAAAAAAABaY/xpRdLMgO95w/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395804366996850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry Prorsum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITreocFI/AAAAAAAABag/gEd2SlBF-Vs/s1600-h/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITreocFI/AAAAAAAABag/gEd2SlBF-Vs/s320/Burberry+Prorsum+Resort+2009+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395808164048978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Burberry Prorsum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITh4uvQI/AAAAAAAABao/NwUJtNYKvnA/s1600-h/Calvin+Klein+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDITh4uvQI/AAAAAAAABao/NwUJtNYKvnA/s320/Calvin+Klein+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395805589159170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calvin Klein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDIT8EdB7I/AAAAAAAABaw/R-QE0zDaXg0/s1600-h/Carolina+Herrera+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDIT8EdB7I/AAAAAAAABaw/R-QE0zDaXg0/s320/Carolina+Herrera+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224395812617652146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Carolina Herrera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJW3Tx0_I/AAAAAAAABbA/OWLTyHttoZI/s1600-h/Celine+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJW3Tx0_I/AAAAAAAABbA/OWLTyHttoZI/s320/Celine+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224396962390987762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJXq4p33I/AAAAAAAABbI/B5qo3TVGRpk/s1600-h/Celine+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJXq4p33I/AAAAAAAABbI/B5qo3TVGRpk/s320/Celine+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224396976235863922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJwofDcRI/AAAAAAAABbg/P4X5F3QLD0I/s1600-h/Chlo%C3%A9+Resort+2009+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJwofDcRI/AAAAAAAABbg/P4X5F3QLD0I/s320/Chlo%C3%A9+Resort+2009+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224397405088346386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chloé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJwkI_JiI/AAAAAAAABbo/n6YBxnrZoeA/s1600-h/Christian+Dior+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJwkI_JiI/AAAAAAAABbo/n6YBxnrZoeA/s320/Christian+Dior+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224397403922048546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Dior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJw7jD26I/AAAAAAAABbw/F-5U4kU203k/s1600-h/Cynthia+Rowley+Resort+2009+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDJw7jD26I/AAAAAAAABbw/F-5U4kU203k/s320/Cynthia+Rowley+Resort+2009+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224397410205424546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cynthia Rowley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;And mind you, this is just part one of my imaginary Resort collection. The other parts will come when the time comes where I need to indulge in fantasies again. That shall be quite soon I'm guessing... (If you need an estimate about how many more there are... Just know that they come in alphabetical order, in order of designers... And this is mm A-C. Go figure.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-274656877007154596?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/274656877007154596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=274656877007154596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/274656877007154596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/274656877007154596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/074.html' title='073'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SIDGw0mWo8I/AAAAAAAABXw/n7AKnJjBweA/s72-c/DSC00862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6760775829187962544</id><published>2008-07-15T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:27:30.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>072</title><content type='html'>): I feel so stupid): It's like finding out, after believing all your life, that you are actually an adopted kid and that your family's not your family and your name's not your name. Except okay, it's not THAT extreme, but it's the same kind of feeling - stupid and betrayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during break, Shawn was stabbing away at his styrofoam plate with his fork. And I just couldnttttttttttt stand to look at it and insisted he stopped. So okay, I am no environmental advocate or anything and I do sin to the earth and all too, but stabbing it with a fork is just TOO blatant a way to be killing earth... Or so I thought... that breaking styrofoam is bad for the environment. DON'T LAUGH OKAY): ALL my life, I've believed that breaking styrofoam is damn bad like when you break it, it'll release this gas which would like flyyyyyyyyy into the atmosphere and then make many holes there and then cause sunlight to penetrate through the holes and kill the earth. But today when I said that everyone just stared at me with the "OMG-ARINA-WHAT!" look): I don't know HOW or WHY but it's just something I've lived by all my life. And I'm quite sure this is no product of my overactive imagination. That someone actually told me this! And to think I've believed it ALL 17 years of my pathetic life):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): ): ): ): It's really quite sad okay. ): 17 years is a longgggg time to be fooled. I bet that person who told me was just irritated with how I used to want to destroy all the styrofoam I could find. But it's like quite exciting don't you think... They like break down into small teenyweeny balls. Ahh now that I realised how I have been fooled and void of that exciting childhood of pouncing on all the huge blocks of styrofoam you get when you buy new furniture and stuff, I feel quite annoyed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6760775829187962544?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6760775829187962544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6760775829187962544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6760775829187962544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6760775829187962544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/072.html' title='072'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3840674461203820257</id><published>2008-07-13T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T00:27:23.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>071</title><content type='html'>Things have been kind of strange lately... I don't even know if I'm happy or sad really. Because there's about a million things happening that's making me feel both ways. It's so confusing, this whole life and emotions thing... And I've been thinking about my future a lot. And that gets kind of depressing... Because I used to always assume I would end up happy one day. And as that one day gets closer, I don't really think it might happen anymore. I should really stop yearning for that day but learn to feel happy just the way things are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely irrelevant note, we had to cheer for MR CIP yesterday. It was quite bad and gross and embarrassing. And like Alaric just had to take a video of our routine and zoom right in the moment I screwed up, gee thanks now it'll be sooooooo much more obvious. But whatever, it was quite nice to reminisce, I guess... Minus the "fitting into your costume and realising how much fatter you have become" part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHor_IbJJUI/AAAAAAAABXY/UNy4E4Senvc/s1600-h/DSC01007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHor_IbJJUI/AAAAAAAABXY/UNy4E4Senvc/s320/DSC01007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222535081482593602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHor_esguCI/AAAAAAAABXg/i4IrYfk49pI/s1600-h/CIMG2708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHor_esguCI/AAAAAAAABXg/i4IrYfk49pI/s320/CIMG2708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222535087461021730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHor_v-dDRI/AAAAAAAABXo/UBW11Pgnrho/s1600-h/CIMG2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHor_v-dDRI/AAAAAAAABXo/UBW11Pgnrho/s320/CIMG2707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222535092099681554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3840674461203820257?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3840674461203820257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3840674461203820257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3840674461203820257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3840674461203820257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/071.html' title='071'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHor_IbJJUI/AAAAAAAABXY/UNy4E4Senvc/s72-c/DSC01007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6559415597719080319</id><published>2008-07-13T01:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T01:21:37.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>070</title><content type='html'>In my own fairytale, I'd wear Atelier Versace Fall 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk1jOuPuI/AAAAAAAABVQ/1UBOH132iH4/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk1jOuPuI/AAAAAAAABVQ/1UBOH132iH4/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175376577281762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk1yDfUHI/AAAAAAAABVY/YhAQCxF_OU8/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk1yDfUHI/AAAAAAAABVY/YhAQCxF_OU8/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175380556697714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk1zBfhsI/AAAAAAAABVg/qFuYQrQpfnc/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk1zBfhsI/AAAAAAAABVg/qFuYQrQpfnc/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175380816758466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk2AI5u8I/AAAAAAAABVo/Q2Cdyf8AjDA/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk2AI5u8I/AAAAAAAABVo/Q2Cdyf8AjDA/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175384337497026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk2L7opAI/AAAAAAAABVw/iTO6cAImMvg/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk2L7opAI/AAAAAAAABVw/iTO6cAImMvg/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175387503076354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlK7oFvzI/AAAAAAAABV4/tiYWT7TzFk4/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlK7oFvzI/AAAAAAAABV4/tiYWT7TzFk4/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175743903383346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLAaVYkI/AAAAAAAABWA/UeI_rG_tiuE/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLAaVYkI/AAAAAAAABWA/UeI_rG_tiuE/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+11.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175745187865154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLWtdC4I/AAAAAAAABWI/7KdtEIYmcWI/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLWtdC4I/AAAAAAAABWI/7KdtEIYmcWI/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+12.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175751173639042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLXEPKQI/AAAAAAAABWQ/Buv_a5bcu9E/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+17.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLXEPKQI/AAAAAAAABWQ/Buv_a5bcu9E/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+17.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175751269198082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLnJ52hI/AAAAAAAABWY/3fRaIjNzLPI/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+18.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlLnJ52hI/AAAAAAAABWY/3fRaIjNzLPI/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+18.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222175755587934738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqO9aaCI/AAAAAAAABWg/eouWlHk2LTg/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+26.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqO9aaCI/AAAAAAAABWg/eouWlHk2LTg/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+26.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176281669036066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqVQyKmI/AAAAAAAABWo/Ro8B6NkJQiU/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+27.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqVQyKmI/AAAAAAAABWo/Ro8B6NkJQiU/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+27.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176283360897634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqYp-vhI/AAAAAAAABWw/d_eJEdgpPa4/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+28.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqYp-vhI/AAAAAAAABWw/d_eJEdgpPa4/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+28.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176284271885842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqnUNeSI/AAAAAAAABW4/shPZ9-aljdc/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+29.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqnUNeSI/AAAAAAAABW4/shPZ9-aljdc/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+29.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176288207108386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqmbLl0I/AAAAAAAABXA/jDc7rFDQnMQ/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+32.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjlqmbLl0I/AAAAAAAABXA/jDc7rFDQnMQ/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+32.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176287967909698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjl1JbcWSI/AAAAAAAABXI/Vj-frMzCgjY/s1600-h/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+33.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjl1JbcWSI/AAAAAAAABXI/Vj-frMzCgjY/s320/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+33.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222176469162940706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;GASP. How.bloody.stunning. And I love how these just look like they popped right out of the sketches! Ahhhhhhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This isn't the whole collection, just those I love(: You can ask me for the rest if you want! They aren't ALL that fantastic though. Some had quite icky fabric with icky colours and some looked kind of stiff - not in the nice structured kind of stiff but like the awkward kind of stiff. But all the other prettiness made up for it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6559415597719080319?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6559415597719080319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6559415597719080319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6559415597719080319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6559415597719080319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/070.html' title='070'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHjk1jOuPuI/AAAAAAAABVQ/1UBOH132iH4/s72-c/Atelier+Versace+Fall+2008+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-5921197235601566597</id><published>2008-07-07T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T02:51:00.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>069</title><content type='html'>Ahh I finished my book(: BUT THE ENDING WAS SO SAD): ): ): And I was so not seeing it come especially since the rest of the book was so happy giggly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's got me thinking (yes, I do think... contrary to popular belief) about how very sickeningly materialistic I have grown to become. Like material things are about the only things I find joy in. And I'm so overly dependent on retail therapy on all my saddest moments. And well that is just very sad. I don't want to be like one of the ladies who grow old collecting all the pretty things in the world... There would always be things I want; more and more over time. So what, I'm just going to keep buying them? To what end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as much as I realise all this, I can't help it that hardly anything else elates me. I mean I do try to find other ways to feel happy, but I just don't you know... ): Oh god, this is terribly depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sheesh Arina. Why upset yourself! Your life is not thaaaaaaaaaaaat sad, come on. There are people you love and care about! It can't be that bad!" Hmm, don't mind me, I do this talking to myself thing quite a lot. Surely I can think of the last time I didn't seek solace through shoppinggggg...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH I CAN! YESTERDAY. I spent time with my sister and maid. And I love themmmm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvELq7RI/AAAAAAAABUo/UJcWESAPR1I/s1600-h/Photo0561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvELq7RI/AAAAAAAABUo/UJcWESAPR1I/s320/Photo0561.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219975142396587282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvKD_-NI/AAAAAAAABUw/9NbYU3Wrn5k/s1600-h/Photo0562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvKD_-NI/AAAAAAAABUw/9NbYU3Wrn5k/s320/Photo0562.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219975143975024850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvQepHdI/AAAAAAAABU4/ZFwwB64TCeI/s1600-h/Photo0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvQepHdI/AAAAAAAABU4/ZFwwB64TCeI/s320/Photo0570.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219975145697385938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvr1QGbI/AAAAAAAABVA/xKs9UG0SsuY/s1600-h/Photo0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvr1QGbI/AAAAAAAABVA/xKs9UG0SsuY/s320/Photo0566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219975153039972786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay so yes, my life is not that sad. But this is probably one of the rare occasions... I guess I just want to learn to be less materialistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, it does not mean I am going to stop shopping and all. That's just stupid. I just don't want to depend on it to feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, I still have yet to discover those other avenues of joy. Right now though, I am still materialistic old me (with a more openminded take on joy of course) with the wildest dreams of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvjoMYgI/AAAAAAAABVI/Tpzi8SZiZg4/s1600-h/fuschia+ostrich+birkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvjoMYgI/AAAAAAAABVI/Tpzi8SZiZg4/s320/fuschia+ostrich+birkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219975150837719554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A FUCHSIA OSTRICH BIRKIN. And I know croc Birkins are all the rage... I just find ostrich SOOOO much more appealing. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-5921197235601566597?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5921197235601566597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=5921197235601566597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5921197235601566597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/5921197235601566597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/069.html' title='069'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SHETvELq7RI/AAAAAAAABUo/UJcWESAPR1I/s72-c/Photo0561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6065426794627376177</id><published>2008-07-05T13:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T13:45:56.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>068</title><content type='html'>If I had all the money in the world, I would own closets full (if not a whole apartment full) of haute couture. And then if I don't get invited to enough parties, I would throw slumber parties for all my best friends and we would play dress up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fall08 Haute Couture season hasn't been too exciting... Pretty pretty but I just felt like a lot of them did the same thing all over again, the sort you won't be able to distinguish from seasons.  Valentino's probably my favourite for the season. It was a pleasant surprise :D Very unlike the Valentino we all loved (less of the frills and girlishness I'm such a sucker for) but still kickass. It took me this long to learn to accept Alessandra but hey it's not my fault I had the hugest crush on Garavani for the longest timeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in my closets/apartment, from this season would be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJaMcHbI/AAAAAAAABSY/9NbF0WCPVCc/s1600-h/Valentino+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJaMcHbI/AAAAAAAABSY/9NbF0WCPVCc/s320/Valentino+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399450889035186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJtZwe4I/AAAAAAAABSg/POnqucnceH8/s1600-h/Valentino+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJtZwe4I/AAAAAAAABSg/POnqucnceH8/s320/Valentino+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399456045169538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJsq7ezI/AAAAAAAABSo/rDnxMCtUcJA/s1600-h/Valentino+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJsq7ezI/AAAAAAAABSo/rDnxMCtUcJA/s320/Valentino+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399455848758066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valentino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJ4MqhII/AAAAAAAABSw/V4HyOUmbrBA/s1600-h/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJ4MqhII/AAAAAAAABSw/V4HyOUmbrBA/s320/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399458943042690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chanel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJ57rvNI/AAAAAAAABS4/bouaB0ybhrs/s1600-h/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJ57rvNI/AAAAAAAABS4/bouaB0ybhrs/s320/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399459408690386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IgidKTnI/AAAAAAAABTA/cvbDOwskmU0/s1600-h/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IgidKTnI/AAAAAAAABTA/cvbDOwskmU0/s320/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399848243646066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IgvaXoAI/AAAAAAAABTI/C86J2jqn4n4/s1600-h/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IgvaXoAI/AAAAAAAABTI/C86J2jqn4n4/s320/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399851721596930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8Ig4gDOhI/AAAAAAAABTQ/RmQ2xSMX0dM/s1600-h/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8Ig4gDOhI/AAAAAAAABTQ/RmQ2xSMX0dM/s320/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399854161345042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IgxZwe3I/AAAAAAAABTY/aS_52Y8bTyI/s1600-h/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IgxZwe3I/AAAAAAAABTY/aS_52Y8bTyI/s320/Chanel+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399852255902578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chanel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IhHODKjI/AAAAAAAABTg/OZVci3bsiNw/s1600-h/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IhHODKjI/AAAAAAAABTg/OZVci3bsiNw/s320/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219399858112375346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Dior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7CAvIEI/AAAAAAAABTo/OhA-jZjFVIs/s1600-h/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7CAvIEI/AAAAAAAABTo/OhA-jZjFVIs/s320/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400303390957634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Dior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7IIXkmI/AAAAAAAABTw/fSlkI6A8dDY/s1600-h/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7IIXkmI/AAAAAAAABTw/fSlkI6A8dDY/s320/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400305033581154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Dior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7cGVEQI/AAAAAAAABT4/3osdP47pm1I/s1600-h/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7cGVEQI/AAAAAAAABT4/3osdP47pm1I/s320/Christian+Dior+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400310393737474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Dior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7oGgF3I/AAAAAAAABUA/wVAYIuwN0Pw/s1600-h/Christian+Lacroix+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7oGgF3I/AAAAAAAABUA/wVAYIuwN0Pw/s320/Christian+Lacroix+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400313615685490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christian Lacroix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7p0yGqI/AAAAAAAABUI/WiLc7j-dVfQ/s1600-h/Elie+Saab+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8I7p0yGqI/AAAAAAAABUI/WiLc7j-dVfQ/s320/Elie+Saab+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400314078239394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elie Saab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8JMG47QVI/AAAAAAAABUQ/gXyiVH2mfBg/s1600-h/Elie+Saab+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8JMG47QVI/AAAAAAAABUQ/gXyiVH2mfBg/s320/Elie+Saab+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400596758151506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elie Saab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8JMbchbVI/AAAAAAAABUY/l_HWN2bEo2Y/s1600-h/Elie+Saab+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8JMbchbVI/AAAAAAAABUY/l_HWN2bEo2Y/s320/Elie+Saab+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400602276162898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elie Saab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8JMRKyGMI/AAAAAAAABUg/sIwZURq7NDA/s1600-h/Giorgio+Armani+Priv%C3%A9+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8JMRKyGMI/AAAAAAAABUg/sIwZURq7NDA/s320/Giorgio+Armani+Priv%C3%A9+Fall-Winter+2008-2009+Haute+Couture+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219400599517403330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giorgio Armani Prive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dream on Arina, dream on(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6065426794627376177?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6065426794627376177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6065426794627376177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6065426794627376177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6065426794627376177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/068.html' title='068'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG8IJaMcHbI/AAAAAAAABSY/9NbF0WCPVCc/s72-c/Valentino+Fall+2008+Haute+Couture+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8512777444400217353</id><published>2008-07-04T23:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:17:13.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>067</title><content type='html'>(: Because I skipped school today, I am all smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been sooooooooooo exhausting lately. Not that I'm busy around school or anything, because I really am the LEAST involved person in school, but because school is just miserable and dreadful and that just sucks all the energy out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going on about how I needed to find something to occupy myself right... I decided a few days ago I should start reading(: Since you know, it helps stimulate my intellect (whatever there is of it) and all... So I got two books. I can't remember what one is called cus it's with Shi Hui. I decided I couldn't possibly read two books at once... And the other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5K0vFjh9I/AAAAAAAABR4/tfnE3KiwXww/s1600-h/bringing_home_the_birkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5K0vFjh9I/AAAAAAAABR4/tfnE3KiwXww/s320/bringing_home_the_birkin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219191288022403026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay so it may not sound like the typical book you'd be reading if you wanted to stimulate your intellect. BUT HEY, at least I'm reading! (: Actually right, it really is quite smart! And it even offers Biology lessons in it and all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5LMwdrasI/AAAAAAAABSA/G7flzMcMBVI/s1600-h/Photo0523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5LMwdrasI/AAAAAAAABSA/G7flzMcMBVI/s320/Photo0523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219191700708879042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Plus it helps that it's so darn pretty! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5Mlgp2NyI/AAAAAAAABSI/0iavAMQbgvo/s1600-h/Photo0528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5Mlgp2NyI/AAAAAAAABSI/0iavAMQbgvo/s320/Photo0528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219193225473308450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5MlrefHHI/AAAAAAAABSQ/XD_eVmsturU/s1600-h/Photo0549.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5MlrefHHI/AAAAAAAABSQ/XD_eVmsturU/s320/Photo0549.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219193228378446962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay I want more pretty booooooooooooooooooks(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8512777444400217353?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8512777444400217353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8512777444400217353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8512777444400217353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8512777444400217353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/067.html' title='067'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SG5K0vFjh9I/AAAAAAAABR4/tfnE3KiwXww/s72-c/bringing_home_the_birkin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8249198632927957600</id><published>2008-07-02T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:35:23.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>066</title><content type='html'>Arina will not let gross people ruin her day. I just need to rant for like two seconds though... LIKE I GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT ANYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY. Seriously, I'd rather you just shut up and not say a thing, even if you feel like you should be contributing. Don't you realise everything you say makes me want to cry for the fact that I have been put into this with youuuuuuu. WHY MUST YOU BE SO GROSS. WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, apart from that I'm cool (: (: (: Today was a wonderful amazing splendid day, especially so when relative to all the other days I have been having.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I made a new pink friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGufMw40KSI/AAAAAAAABRw/btNmJmO7eW8/s320/Image1004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218439634869299490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-8249198632927957600?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8249198632927957600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8249198632927957600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8249198632927957600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8249198632927957600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/066.html' title='066'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGufMw40KSI/AAAAAAAABRw/btNmJmO7eW8/s72-c/Image1004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-358402135553678565</id><published>2008-07-01T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:28:32.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>065</title><content type='html'>I have been having soooooo many horrible days in a row, so today I decided it was time for a change and went for a haircut at a place I haven't been to before cus im just so adventurous like that. kr+ at Millenia Walk! Everyone should go there, it's really quite awesome and your hair will smell so damn good after that you won't feel like washing it ever again. I thought it was a bit butch-y at first but because everyone who's seen it approves of it, so it's cool I guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is so bloody gross and dreadful now. Like we actually have to cheer each other on to get through the day. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope things get better, with school, life and everything else. I realised how I have the most uneventful life.EVER. I need to engage myself in something. MUST.FIND.SOMETHING.TO.DO):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-358402135553678565?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/358402135553678565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=358402135553678565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/358402135553678565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/358402135553678565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/07/065.html' title='065'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1769413368924525463</id><published>2008-06-29T23:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T23:44:34.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>064</title><content type='html'>I am still not done grieving over the fact that I don't have DeathCab tickets. I was supposed to go out today and buy something that costs $148 and makes me smile to make up for it. But like my cousin came over for a lunch party, since my dad's out of country and everyone just feels like partying when that happens, so there wasn't time): But party was fun. I insisted on us all wearing dresses but my cousin said I was insane. It was a lot of food though): Food I shouldn't be consuming after CTs because I've been justifying my binging sessions by saying I was stressed over CTs. But now that CTs are long gone, I have no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented lots and lots of DVDs but ended up watching only one. August Rush! Because everything else had age restrictions and my sister refuses to watch anything she is supposedly too young for. So strange right, don't people usually get excited to watch something they aren't supposed to be watching... But it was nice anyway :D And Freddie Highmore is so cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. I don't get how he can be only a year younger than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I realised how my blog hasn't been having pictures for a long long time now. And because I'm sure you'd rather see pretty pictures than see pictures with me in them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Outlaw Couture&lt;/span&gt;" - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vogue Italia March 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Model: Natalia Vodianova&lt;br /&gt;Photographer: Bruce Weber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGeqU8n8lsI/AAAAAAAABQI/YEQp5vickK4/s1600-h/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGeqU8n8lsI/AAAAAAAABQI/YEQp5vickK4/s320/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217325970179790530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGeq3tq0-_I/AAAAAAAABRQ/246i_7_H_Pg/s1600-h/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGeq3tq0-_I/AAAAAAAABRQ/246i_7_H_Pg/s320/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217326567460764658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGerLUAgqXI/AAAAAAAABRY/UqMxwjAzCfo/s1600-h/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGerLUAgqXI/AAAAAAAABRY/UqMxwjAzCfo/s320/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217326904169769330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGerLSC897I/AAAAAAAABRg/nSFH6ESPjnI/s1600-h/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGerLSC897I/AAAAAAAABRg/nSFH6ESPjnI/s320/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217326903643142066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGerLs1C8RI/AAAAAAAABRo/nkeBAdUdZpk/s1600-h/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGerLs1C8RI/AAAAAAAABRo/nkeBAdUdZpk/s320/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217326910832570642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Natalia is so darn amazing at editorialssssssssssss. Like I'm sure noone ever dreamt that living on a farm could be so glamorous...  And I would never get over the fact she already has three kids. THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH. School tomorrow!): Am so not psyched to face lectures and tutorials and cranky old people all over again): Just when it was about to feel like the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lahhhh, I'm off to bum around and watch more DVDs! V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-1769413368924525463?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1769413368924525463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1769413368924525463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1769413368924525463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1769413368924525463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/064.html' title='064'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SGeqU8n8lsI/AAAAAAAABQI/YEQp5vickK4/s72-c/Outlaw+Couture+-+Vogue+Italia+March+2008+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7417250056435929853</id><published>2008-06-28T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:19:56.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>063</title><content type='html'>FUCK LAH HOW CAN DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE TICKETS BE GONE SO QUICKLY): I WANT TO CRY OKAY. And I refuse to watch at a $68 seat. That's damn gross. ): Someone black market me $148 tickets pretty pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7417250056435929853?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7417250056435929853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7417250056435929853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7417250056435929853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7417250056435929853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/063.html' title='063'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3990586097883337079</id><published>2008-06-23T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T17:38:15.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>062</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Grossest effing econs paper ): Which I'm expecting to get no more than an E for. Except I was so super calm the whole time, because sitting beside Keith is like no pressure, since he was sleeping or sitting around the whole time, as compared to everyone else who'd be frantically scribbling. But now that I think about it and after hearing everyone else rant even if they did fineeee, it was sooooooooooooooooooooo bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is no sleep and all work, for real. I am just so damn bloody fucking beyond screwed for Geog. And Physics, naturally. ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ): ):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3990586097883337079?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3990586097883337079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3990586097883337079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3990586097883337079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3990586097883337079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/062.html' title='062'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-6515472657220807722</id><published>2008-06-22T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T00:10:55.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>061</title><content type='html'>And this marks the end of quite a sad June holidays... I don't remember doing anything too exciting really. And there were countless of study dates, which I highly doubt did much good to me, because CTs start tomorrow and I feel as dumb as ever. And it would come as no surprise if I completely completely flunk it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to applaud myself though, for trying. Because I've never really ever mugged. I mean, there was secondary school which I just shitted my way through, like I would cram insanely the night before the exam and then come to school, making people tell me as much as they can about the subject in like the hour before the test. And then there's primary school, which was just plain nonsense because you never really needed to study for anything. So yes, this is my first ever mugging period of my life. Not a very perfect one, but really not that bad considering I was a mugging virgin before this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I always surprise myself with ways I try to feel good about myself.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know an Oscar speech wouldn't come after my CTs because by then I would realise how bloody completely fucking screwed they went and then feel like I shouldn't be thanking anyone. So the speech comes now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so like thank you everyone on my MSN contact list I have asked endless questions to. It's like so bloody impossible to try an explain things online, especially to an idiot like me who takes foreverrrrrrrrrrr to comprehend something so simple, but you guys are all so nice and patient awwwwwww :D And to everyone who has put up with my endless "OMG I AM HAVING SUCH AN AWFUL DAY." because every day I try to mug becomes a really awful day for me. And to the existence of online shopping who has been like the complete perfect companion, for being there like at every hour of the day because buying something would ALWAYS make me happy even if I don't get it instantly. (HEARTSSSSSSSS to everyoneeeeeeeeeee) And Shi Hui gets extra hearts because she is the awesomestest BFFE in the whole entire universe. And so does Nabil because he's always the one who becomes the victim of my relentless rants about everyone and everything and manages to knock enough sense and spirit in me to think I would do fine for CTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how knowing what your horoscope says really changes the way you live the day. Today, Shi Hui told me my horoscope said I should take things easy and not to punish myself. And I was just so calm and zen and totally not freaking out the whole day. And it was a lot easier to be productive like that. Because I have been all jittery and freaking out sooooooooooo much in the past few days and I am just so bloody unproductive when I'm like that because I would be busy whining or coffee-swilling or binging (OMG the amount of junk I have consumed in the holidays is just immense).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what it says for tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"You find it easy to work with other people and tend to pour a lot of energy into those around you. You are able to find assistance in whatever career changes you decide to make now, whether it be to a different area in the work place or a total new change. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Success is indicated in areas of education&lt;/span&gt;, politics or the law. You know how to attack and solve problems, whether they are personal or public. Chances are that your social skills make you popular with almost everyone. You have a natural grasp for the political and for handling the public. Because your passion can be so intense at times you may experience some power struggles. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You may find yourself coaching young people this afternoon&lt;/span&gt;--an inspiration. The next few days are social." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH SUCCESS AH. So like I'm totally going to ace econs :D And coaching HEHE I wonder what I can possibly be coaching to young people... Maybe tomorrow I will teach my sister "HOW TO BE LESS OF A PRINCESS" because she has been so completely ultimate princess lately, like even her teacher's complained. Lesson #1: Big sister is always the better princess. So embrace the fact that you're not the big sister and stop being such a princess. There's only room for one princess in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well, okay Arina, enough. Off to read a bit off Geog until I fall asleep with notes sprawled all over the bed, because waking up to such a sight gives you the feeling you've studied a lot, even if you haven't...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-6515472657220807722?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6515472657220807722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=6515472657220807722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6515472657220807722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/6515472657220807722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/061.html' title='061'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-1600650832116610758</id><published>2008-06-08T22:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T22:44:37.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>060</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Magic World&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ph: Tim Walker&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vogue Italia January 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrW0UoJHI/AAAAAAAABPg/Af_PUpIGwn0/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209516171218920562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrW0UoJHI/AAAAAAAABPg/Af_PUpIGwn0/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrXERjFwI/AAAAAAAABPo/8mbzndicZUI/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209516175500973826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrXERjFwI/AAAAAAAABPo/8mbzndicZUI/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrXdCFFuI/AAAAAAAABPw/4d8vRueSQjA/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209516182146979554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrXdCFFuI/AAAAAAAABPw/4d8vRueSQjA/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrYKSUmZI/AAAAAAAABP4/bNv1fR73xgw/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209516194294700434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrYKSUmZI/AAAAAAAABP4/bNv1fR73xgw/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrYWnuWQI/AAAAAAAABQA/VA6bWfXmpzI/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209516197605693698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrYWnuWQI/AAAAAAAABQA/VA6bWfXmpzI/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq3bBm37I/AAAAAAAABO4/jnX2Fr1X1qI/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515631852314546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq3bBm37I/AAAAAAAABO4/jnX2Fr1X1qI/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq38ZbUuI/AAAAAAAABPA/lwNRh44sc8s/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515640810590946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq38ZbUuI/AAAAAAAABPA/lwNRh44sc8s/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq4SQJkfI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZFtZNhCDi-o/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515646677258738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq4SQJkfI/AAAAAAAABPI/ZFtZNhCDi-o/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq4vj5xEI/AAAAAAAABPQ/4gJo5DiTR58/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515654544737346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq4vj5xEI/AAAAAAAABPQ/4gJo5DiTR58/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq40M3StI/AAAAAAAABPY/CBe0OdPaVs4/s1600-h/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209515655790283474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvq40M3StI/AAAAAAAABPY/CBe0OdPaVs4/s320/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This editorial was published like half a year ago, but whateverrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT ARINA. STOP GIVING YOURSELF REASONS TO JUSTIFY YOUR VERY UNPRODUCTIVE STATE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-1600650832116610758?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1600650832116610758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=1600650832116610758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1600650832116610758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/1600650832116610758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/magic-world-ph-tim-walker-vogue-italia.html' title='060'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEvrW0UoJHI/AAAAAAAABPg/Af_PUpIGwn0/s72-c/A+Magic+World+-+Vogue+Italia+January+2008+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-8910879507259865617</id><published>2008-06-04T00:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T00:46:04.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>059</title><content type='html'>D: I am so terribly depressed right now. Today, I listed down all the topics there are to study for CTs and I gave each topic a little square. I have like 34 fucking squares to cover): And I have 19days left to CTs. So assuming I don't study for two days, I have 17days left. Unless I fill 2 squares each day, I WILL NOT FINISH STUDYING FOR CTs ): ): ): ): ): ): (This sounds like a Primary6 Math problem sum. OH HOW I MISS BEING A 12-YEAR-OLD. You could just pretend to study and still ace!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously will be spending more than two days not studying. I have like things planned for so many days because I keep telling people I miss them and that we should go out. AND after many fucking hours of studying today, I covered only like 3/4 of a square. D: How am I supposed to go at the speed of 2 squares each day):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS SUPPOSED TO DO WELL FOR CTs. Like I've been flunking quite a lot of my previous tests but I keep telling myself it's okay because I will do well for CTs. But that is SO not gonna happen ): ): ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so guilty wasting the past few days of the holiday doing nothing productive): OH.WELL. At least they made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEVx63wq0jI/AAAAAAAABMI/YEBByxPrd4U/s1600-h/Photo0421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEVx63wq0jI/AAAAAAAABMI/YEBByxPrd4U/s320/Photo0421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207693800338281010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New York New York with my cousins :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mm, excuse me Sir. I ordered 'Blueberry Bling Bling'. It does taste like blueberry, but I don't see any Bling Bling in my drink. Where's my Bling Bling): I want my Bling Bling):"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEVx7Hwq0kI/AAAAAAAABMQ/_GtHE1ECkuw/s1600-h/Image953.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEVx7Hwq0kI/AAAAAAAABMQ/_GtHE1ECkuw/s320/Image953.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207693804633248322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Click Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit not being a fan initially. But frontman was so cute and he sounded damn good live! :D Plus, I didn't feel as short as I normally do, because the rest of the crowd was shorter/just as short. Despite my efforts to learn some of their songs, I knew hardly any lyrics. So the whole time, I just anticipated the times where they say the title of the song so I could scream it out, since those parts are the easiest to catch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahh... Here's to the rest of the holidays... Filled with crazy mugging, and lots of screaming and whining in between... How miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW OFF TO ATTEMPT TO COMPLETE THE OTHER 1/4 OF THE SQUARE. At least finish one square today Arinaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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/2357341639696328523-8910879507259865617?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8910879507259865617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=8910879507259865617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8910879507259865617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/8910879507259865617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/059.html' title='059'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEVx63wq0jI/AAAAAAAABMI/YEBByxPrd4U/s72-c/Photo0421.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-3699960239068333783</id><published>2008-06-03T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T01:49:44.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>058</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R.I.P. Mr Yves Saint-Laurent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEQuKXwq0hI/AAAAAAAABL4/Grs9YIQgEdU/s1600-h/931_bio_homepage_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEQuKXwq0hI/AAAAAAAABL4/Grs9YIQgEdU/s320/931_bio_homepage_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207337824858853906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I don't know much about Mr Yves Saint-Laurent since he retired like in 2002, and back then I only knew of Prada and Ferragamo and Fendi and Gucci and whatever else that my mum used. I do know though that he is the father of androgynous power suits, or what he named "Le Smoking".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEQxFXwq0iI/AAAAAAAABMA/b2eXTJZmYSQ/s1600-h/Lesmoking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEQxFXwq0iI/AAAAAAAABMA/b2eXTJZmYSQ/s320/Lesmoking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207341037494391330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This picture, shot in 1975, would not at all look out of place in like this month's edition of Vogue, if you ask me. To create something that influences fashion even 40years later, surely he's damn fierce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Apparently he also popularized the whole idea of ready-to-wear and was the first designer to use black models!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-3699960239068333783?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3699960239068333783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=3699960239068333783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3699960239068333783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/3699960239068333783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/058.html' title='058'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEQuKXwq0hI/AAAAAAAABL4/Grs9YIQgEdU/s72-c/931_bio_homepage_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7564063461562591730</id><published>2008-06-02T18:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T18:39:23.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>057</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I kno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;w I wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;s swooning about the last underwater editorial I posted. But this tops any underwater editorial ever existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magazine&lt;/span&gt;:  Num&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;éro 94 June/July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Editorial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;: Eaux Profondes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Photographer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;:  Alix Malka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Model&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;: Natasa Vojnovic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNT3wq0dI/AAAAAAAABLY/xOQD6UEF-W0/s1600-h/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNT3wq0dI/AAAAAAAABLY/xOQD6UEF-W0/s320/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207231335439716818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNUHwq0eI/AAAAAAAABLg/O1PnMairdFU/s1600-h/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNUHwq0eI/AAAAAAAABLg/O1PnMairdFU/s320/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207231339734684130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNUHwq0fI/AAAAAAAABLo/SWxmz-UrGUA/s1600-h/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNUHwq0fI/AAAAAAAABLo/SWxmz-UrGUA/s320/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207231339734684146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNUXwq0gI/AAAAAAAABLw/MMmIJG656CQ/s1600-h/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNUXwq0gI/AAAAAAAABLw/MMmIJG656CQ/s320/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207231344029651458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&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/2357341639696328523-7564063461562591730?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7564063461562591730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7564063461562591730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7564063461562591730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7564063461562591730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/06/057.html' title='057'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SEPNT3wq0dI/AAAAAAAABLY/xOQD6UEF-W0/s72-c/Num%C3%A9ro+94+June-July+2008+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7854655341746126107</id><published>2008-05-30T01:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T02:36:51.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>056</title><content type='html'>GAHHHHHH some people need to learn to stop smearing themselves and all their tackiness all over the place. Your mere existence is already gross enough, thank you. Must you really try and make everyone/thing else just as gross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my sister back): She left for Japan a few hours ago and I already miss her. Because I'm in need of serious skankwhore-bitching to do): &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SD73gMI6oLI/AAAAAAAABLQ/q0EmlkBnNHQ/s1600-h/Photo0418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205870351673368754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SD73gMI6oLI/AAAAAAAABLQ/q0EmlkBnNHQ/s320/Photo0418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7854655341746126107?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7854655341746126107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7854655341746126107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7854655341746126107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7854655341746126107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/2008/05/056.html' title='056'/><author><name>arina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10991223222417721998</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SD73gMI6oLI/AAAAAAAABLQ/q0EmlkBnNHQ/s72-c/Photo0418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2357341639696328523.post-7153962459822878038</id><published>2008-05-25T20:49:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:48:42.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>055</title><content type='html'>Today I came across the beautifulest editorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Subaquatic Beauty" in Numero Tokyo 15, Model: Marcelina Sowa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliDSBfsiI/AAAAAAAABJ4/XIEB_lLlpYc/s1600-h/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliDSBfsiI/AAAAAAAABJ4/XIEB_lLlpYc/s320/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204298652920558114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliDiBfsjI/AAAAAAAABKA/H-PFDvbGXfs/s1600-h/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliDiBfsjI/AAAAAAAABKA/H-PFDvbGXfs/s320/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204298657215525426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliDyBfskI/AAAAAAAABKI/R-Z66xz0uSs/s1600-h/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliDyBfskI/AAAAAAAABKI/R-Z66xz0uSs/s320/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204298661510492738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliECBfslI/AAAAAAAABKQ/lsTR5XsfWI0/s1600-h/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliECBfslI/AAAAAAAABKQ/lsTR5XsfWI0/s320/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204298665805460050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliESBfsmI/AAAAAAAABKY/-6u2PUYwY2o/s1600-h/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDliESBfsmI/AAAAAAAABKY/-6u2PUYwY2o/s320/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204298670100427362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDljOyBfsnI/AAAAAAAABKg/Qlf7CPvP4n4/s1600-h/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDljOyBfsnI/AAAAAAAABKg/Qlf7CPvP4n4/s320/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204299950000681586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDljOyBfsoI/AAAAAAAABKo/gdh_0awaurc/s1600-h/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDljOyBfsoI/AAAAAAAABKo/gdh_0awaurc/s320/Numero+Tokyo+15+-+Subaquatic+Beauty+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204299950000681602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahh :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear another month of seeing Spring Summer clothes in editorials in going to kill meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Get on with fall already pleaseeeeeeeeeeeee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RProject yesterday was mm, (how shall I put it...) ENTERTAINING! Out of the world, I should say because it was nothing I expected, at.all. I expected the designs to be like reallyyyyyyyy boring, like completely out of Singapore's Seventeen magazine kind of thing. But they mm, surprised me. And in not a very good way. Haha whatevessssssss Shi Hui was fierce. And so were Nabil and Seng Henk and their designs. I can't care less about everyone else so it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDl5USBfspI/AAAAAAAABKw/JmyUO7yyqYc/s1600-h/Photo0412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDl5USBfspI/AAAAAAAABKw/JmyUO7yyqYc/s320/Photo0412.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204324233745773202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDl5UyBfsqI/AAAAAAAABK4/P19AmmEfXK4/s1600-h/Photo0415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDl5UyBfsqI/AAAAAAAABK4/P19AmmEfXK4/s320/Photo0415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204324242335707810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDl5UyBfsrI/AAAAAAAABLA/eLvurxwnlCA/s1600-h/Photo0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_E_OZJ3sp1ik/SDl5UyBfsrI/AAAAAAAABLA/eLvurxwnlCA/s320/Photo0416.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204324242335707826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay I need to start getting into holiday mood soon): By that I mean mugging for CTs of course, because that's how everyone's planned this holiday. Sad, I know. Today and yesterday haven't been productive. But that's okay because well technically this weekend is the end of the school week, not part of the holidays... Or so I convince myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my sister is leaving for Japan in four days. I am going to miss her): I hope she survivessssssssss! She's so small and not ready to take on the world yet. HUR. At least she's going to look fiercer than all her friends there because I helped her plan her outfits! Hehehehehe. My sister is currently very pleased with me because The Click Five has been on replay in my room. Haha and she says it's a good change from my usual playlist that makes her want to die. I just need to know enough Click Five songs in time for the concert so I won't feel like a complete loser in the crowd. I hope it's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hopefully the next time I blog, I would be going on about how I have been EXTREMELY productive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2357341639696328523-7153962459822878038?l=megatronxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://megatronxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7153962459822878038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2357341639696328523&amp;postID=7153962459822878038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7153962459822878038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2357341639696328523/posts/default/7153962459822878038'/><link rel='alternate'
