<?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-11932620</id><updated>2011-06-29T09:15:14.503+08:00</updated><category term='Down With The Sickness..'/><title type='text'>Drown In Sin EternaL</title><subtitle type='html'>the 7 deadly sins... are here to haunt you..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-272953889459070995</id><published>2008-04-20T12:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T12:53:23.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCH!</title><content type='html'>FUCK THAT MAD WOMAN! IF YOU ARE READING THIS, FUCK U, U SARCASTIC BITCH! DOG! NIAH! ANJENG! KNN!! CHAO CHEE BYE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-272953889459070995?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/272953889459070995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=272953889459070995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/272953889459070995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/272953889459070995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2008/04/bitch.html' title='BITCH!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-6179902954312097583</id><published>2007-03-10T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T12:49:22.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams.. Exams...</title><content type='html'>Exam stress...&lt;br /&gt;On &amp; On &amp; On!!&lt;br /&gt;Last year already..&lt;br /&gt;2 more months to dooms day!&lt;br /&gt;Gamabatte!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-6179902954312097583?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6179902954312097583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=6179902954312097583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/6179902954312097583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/6179902954312097583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2007/03/exams-exams.html' title='Exams.. Exams...'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-6336546412495764423</id><published>2007-01-16T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:49:54.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Condom Man Strikes Again!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Condom Man Strikes Again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee.. I was on my way to school yesterday. I got off my condo's shuttle bus, and was strolling towards the bus stop. and Alas!! I saw someome in a beanie looking at me, with his whole head up through squinty eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "OMG!! It's the condom man!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sure is my unlucky day. What in the hell was he doing at the Clementi Bus stop, on a weekday, with a girl, who wasn't &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;????!! Isn't he supposed to be working? He's a man in uniform? No need to go work on Monday meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't really sure that it was him at 1st glance.. But I could feel his eyes burning a hole in my back. He was constantly staring at me! WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus no. 184 came shortly, and I thought that this was my ticket to freedom. However, he boarded the bus with his new gf too (or should I say immorale scandle)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Ivan, once I was on the bus, and told him that condom man was just sitting behind me.. Ivan confirmed that it is condom man, as he studies in SIM too! FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am afraid of him after the "Dolly" incident, but &lt;strong&gt;YUCKS!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen his new "gf" around in school before. I got mischevious and sms-ed Ed, Skye, Jojo, Brian that I sighted the condom man! Skye told me that earlier, at Toriko's art expo, she saw him cuddling S. She also confirms that this new "gf" which I have described, and from her looks, she seems to be the one seen walking out with him from hotel rendevouz!! so scandelous!! LOL LOL.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gang seems to have sighted the condom man around quite a few times, with his fling.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... Wonder what S would think, if she gets to know that her man has been bedding other gals behind her back. Wahahahahaha!!! He will get a spanking, that I am sure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-6336546412495764423?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/6336546412495764423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=6336546412495764423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/6336546412495764423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/6336546412495764423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2007/01/condom-man-strikes-again.html' title='The Condom Man Strikes Again!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-1747978556221894749</id><published>2006-12-16T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T12:34:41.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ivan's Workplace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This was taken about a month back. I was just too lazy to put the pictures together..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ivan seriously looks like a dork with the skull cap on.. (~_~)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During The Colouring Process..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(Treatment in progress..)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008973074178805442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 437px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 402px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3_azUaOFos0/RYNyeOfsjsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p5vnBRhf-Bo/s400/Ivan%27s+Workplace.JPG" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After The Colouring Process: TADA! Ivan has got a new colour!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008974560237489890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3_azUaOFos0/RYNz0ufsjuI/AAAAAAAAAAc/79gu0PmwI6s/s400/Ivan%27s+Workplace+2.JPG" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;His hair colour looks quite dark in the pictures, but it has now faded to a very nice ash colour! Since Ivan is working at Formula Cut at Far East Plaza now, he gets to colour his hair for free. He would just have to pay for the colour at cost price. Which is only like $8 a tube!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KNN, those saloons have been charging a bomb for workmanship. I can't believe that I have been spending thousands of $$$$ dying, preming &amp; cutting my hair throughout these years. So, its therefore gd. to have a bf who is a stylist in training.. I get my hair colour done free too! WEE~~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talking about Saloons, I have straightened my hair (my curls were too difficult to tame, it was getting out of shape) &amp;amp; had a hair cut recently by our fave hair stylist at Shunji Matuso -- Joey!! Costed me $90 bucks though..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will post pics. of my new hair soon! byez~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-1747978556221894749?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1747978556221894749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=1747978556221894749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1747978556221894749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1747978556221894749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3_azUaOFos0/RYNyeOfsjsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p5vnBRhf-Bo/s72-c/Ivan%27s+Workplace.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-8920588755885193898</id><published>2006-12-14T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T16:58:42.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah.. Humbug!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bah.. Humbug!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to be in a Christmas spirit recently, but I couldn't be bothered. Christmas is happening every year.. repeatedly for the past 22 years of my life. Its getting so boring and mundane. People jamming up the streets at Orchard road, A hoard of stupid people taking pictures of the Christmas decorations and displaying it proudly in their friendster &amp; blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I dunno is that are these people dumb or what???!!!! Christmas decorations are looking the same year after year!! What's so nice with taking snapshots of U, yourself or your loved-ones with some elobrately decorated Christmas tree along Orchard road? Absolutely pointless.. these are the KU-KU people in Singapore! Never seen a Christmas tree before ah???!!! Not say you have been living up in the mountain for a decade or something!!! What happened to those nice decorations of Centerpoint and Raffles City in the previous years??!! I miss the candy house, the M&amp;Ms etc. Now, those are BEAUTIFUL!!! As compared to those stupid trees? BAHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OOOOOhs and the AHHHHHHHs. Pointless! Just Pointless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is the season for giving. But, I have to spend money on those presents!!! I do not have deep pockets ya know? I'm saving for my trip to Hong Kong with the gang next April! Why are people always expecting X'mas presents? Why can't we just shove this tradition under the carpet? The saying goes "It is the thought that counts" but you think the hoard of the people (including myself) are just after that "Thought" ah? Dream on!! We &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;expect &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;physical&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; present &amp; not just a thing that we can't even touch and see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is just any odinary day. My family is Chrtistian, but so what heavy significance it has got on everybody? Especially charities.. Those people line the streets with their donations boxes/tins, taking advantage of the season of "Giving" and asking people to donate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTF??!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can call me scrooge for all I care. BAH!!!! Don't expect me to say "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-8920588755885193898?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/8920588755885193898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=8920588755885193898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/8920588755885193898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/8920588755885193898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/12/bah-humbug.html' title='Bah.. Humbug!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-1564360712141940447</id><published>2006-12-06T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T21:24:10.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worried..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Worried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gosh.. I'm so worried right now. I just came back from the vet. My rabbit's terminally ill. From the X-Ray, he has this really large growth &amp; his stomach has shut down. The vet says that there's nothing they can do now, because of his old age. But I would have to try -- at least to force feed him aggressively, to keep his stomach moving again and to keep him comfortable and warm. It is not fair not to try, and just to put him down seems so cruel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A growth.. Sigh.. Just like humans have cancer or a tumor in their bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The vet gave him a drip as Moja (My Rabbit) was dehydrated. The once lively, barbaric and greedy rabbit of mine, has been reduced to such a skinny, pityful state. Moja is just too weak and he is in pain. He will lean his head against the side of the cage, cant even sit straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I couldn't sleep last night, and was in constant worry for his well-being. He was gravely sick ever since early yesterday evening. My mum called me when I was out with Ivan. I couldn't concentrate on our outing as my mind was on Moja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;How?????? I feel sad right now. No doubt Moja wasn't the most obedient rabbit, but he has grown up with me through these years. He just turned 7 years old not too long ago. That's quite old for a rabbit already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sigh.. the only thing I can say to comfort myself is that he has lived till a ripe old age! Every living thing has to die one day. I was telling Ivan over MSN yesterday and that's what he said to comfort me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Moja looks so pityful that sometimes, I do not want to bring myself to look at him. It really hurts. I am going to loose a part of my life... I haven't felt so sad for a long long time already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But, there's always that little bit of hope in me that he will recover. I don't know.. but mum and I are doing our best, force-feeding him water, food, medicine and checking on him every hour or so. He's so weak.. I just wish for the best, but I know that I have to be prepared for the worst. *Sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-1564360712141940447?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1564360712141940447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=1564360712141940447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1564360712141940447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1564360712141940447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/12/worried.html' title='Worried..'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-1619192851774597665</id><published>2006-11-21T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:51:32.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Casino Royale</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Casino Royale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just caught the latest James Bond flick Casino Royale! The story is damn good man. I know that there has been loads of contraversy behind this 21st installment in the James Bond series by Ian Flemming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes, I do admit that we have a very ugly bond here. The camera zooms in on him.. then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;URGH!  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You would all see his crooked nose &amp; crinkled eyes. Not at all attractive like Pierce. However his ugliness, he was able to bring out the bond character very well. He had the Bond flava, feel &amp;amp; wit. In actual fact, I might just fall in love with this screen character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I Can't! Stop it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are in love with "L" and now "James Bond"????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You are behaving just like a stupid fan gal now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ARRRRRGH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's loads of actions and not forgetting the much essential hot sizzling bedroom scenes. From my point of view..... It's a must watch! HOOOOOO~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My head's pounding right now. I could hardly taste my dinner. Getting seriously sick. Well, off to wash up &amp;amp; take my medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-1619192851774597665?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1619192851774597665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=1619192851774597665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1619192851774597665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1619192851774597665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/11/casino-royale.html' title='Casino Royale'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-1108247603386703518</id><published>2006-11-21T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T12:32:56.042+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Down With The Sickness..'/><title type='text'>Arrrgh!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARRRRGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm starting to cough again amd sometimes, continuously! The nagging itchiness at the back of my throat, the thick sound of phleigm riding up my lungs when I cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;FUCKIN' IRRITATING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This cough has been going on for about a month or so already. It has been causing so much noise pollution to my ears, that it comes to the extent of the defeaning decible level!!! Ivan taught me repeatedly how to spit the phleigm out, advising me to do it as I would feel a whole lot better.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; BUT..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I just refuse to do it! It's an absolutely disgusting deed. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;URRRRRGH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The sturbboness in me shall let the phleigm glide up naturally to my nostrils &amp; let it come out as mucus instead!&lt;/span&gt; I shall &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*BLOW &amp;amp; HONK*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It subsided previously.. I thought it would go away &amp; leave me alone.. But &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALAS,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it was back with a vengence! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nee-Nau-Hia!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sigh.. Well, serves me right for eating too much chocolate brownie at TCC last Saturday. As Jo jo said "That's Sinful!!" and damn the hell it is. My cough grew worse, I had an outbreak of painful zits. Great! What more can you ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, the warm heated Brownie &amp; chocolate sauce was a match made in heaven! *DROOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Can't wait to recover fully. But things are not going to work for me as I go clubbing every other weekend! Armin Van Buuren (My most Fave. International Trance DJ) is coming for a set in Zouk this Saturday!!!!!!! Hope my cough would be better by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Damn the haze, Damn the TCC brownie, Damn the pimples on my face!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MO-THER FUCKER!! *cough cough!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-1108247603386703518?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/1108247603386703518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=1108247603386703518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1108247603386703518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/1108247603386703518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/11/arrrgh.html' title='Arrrgh!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-116358281909494830</id><published>2006-11-15T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T18:52:28.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ministry Of Rock Gig &amp; More!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ministry Of Rock Gig &amp; More!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Throughout the past months after a certain performance by the Ministry Of Rock at the Gas Haus, I have been hearing Ed, Jojo raving abt. this really good Veteran All-Singaporean band which plays glam &amp;amp; vintage rock covers. I was wondering to myself.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Man, they must be pretty good. No local band has got Ed. &amp; Jojo babbling about their greatness. Given an opportunity, I would like to see one of their gigs!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the 28th Oct.06, I was given this opportunity at last! The Ministry had another gig at Esplanade! Ivan &amp;amp; I had arrived a tad late, as I was waiting in town for him to finish work at the salon. The others were already there when we arrived, helping us to reserve good seats at the outdoor amphitheatre. From where we were seating, we had a spectacular view of the stage &amp; the city lights. Pretty~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Ministry%20Of%20Rock.jpg" width="443" border="0" /&gt;The whole atmosphere was charged with electricity as the band continues to wow the crowd. There were many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REAL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Rockers present, headbanging &amp; getting high on the beats and guitar solos! Dress-code of the audience were simple -- Mainly T-shirt &amp;amp; Jeans. Unlike those J-Rock gigs in comparison, where the audiences &amp; performers alike dress up elaborately. Heck, the vocalist of the Ministry looks like a Pak-Chit selling curry-puffs! But man, does he blow the crowd away with his husky voice. Their interaction with the audience were superb! Making jokes, &amp;amp; asking us to sing along to those well-known songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Ministry%20Of%20Rock%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For a more comprehensive summary about the gig, do visit Jojo's blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lordmikan.pitas.com"&gt;http://lordmikan.pitas.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the 2nd set, Brian, Ed, Skye, and the Dwee couple left for dinner. It was 9+ and our stomachs were rumbling! We went to Marina Square's Carl's Jr. &amp; were joined by my brother after his waitering job at Pette Noulie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see, I was playing with this reflective pillar just outside Carl's Jr. From some angles, your reflection will look long.. Wierd~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/28102006271-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/28102006272-001.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ñext.. I have been watching loads of movies recently. Almost 1 movie per week! I have watched Death Note, The Prestige, Texes Chain saw Massacre: The Beginning &amp; Flushed Away. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A couple of Movies I would like to highlight:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Death Note" (The movie) where everyone seems to be talking about it. I can't stand it but I'm in love with the character &amp;amp; the actor who acted "L" He reminds me of Ivan.. as L loves anything sweet. He acts like an Ah-Siao, but in actual fact, he's like super brainy K??!!!! So CUTE!!!!! Can't wait for pt. 2 to be out at the end of the year! By the way, I don't like the actor who acted "Light" BOO!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Texas Chain Saw Massacre: The Beginning is a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;MUST WATCH&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;for gore fans out there. Long torture scenes, bloody &amp; brutal. It makes my skin crawl.. Ivan was busy laughing away (sicko!) when the killer makes his 1st kill using the chainsaw."Rrrrrwwwwwrrrrrrr!" He sawed right through the victim's body from the bottom up. The whole of the victim's body was vibrating! "Grrrrwrrrrrahhhhhh!!" Blood splatters everywhere.. There were quite a few geunine shock scenes.. the shock was not anticipated &amp;amp; I almost jumped out of the cinema chair! Its R21. Heh heh.. So there were no XMM around, with their piercing shrieks. I don't think those pathethic little things would be able to seat through this movie! HA-HA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh Ya.. I watched the trailer before the chainsaw movie started.. Its for this new Epic/Fantasy movie coming out in 2007. But dunno when. Really COOL sia!!! Its based on Frank Miller's Graphic Novel. The movie title is called "300" Its avalible on you tube! Go watch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Allright, got to go eat my dinner. Chao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-116358281909494830?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/116358281909494830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=116358281909494830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116358281909494830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116358281909494830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/11/ministry-of-rock-gig-more.html' title='Ministry Of Rock Gig &amp; More!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-116281727490173042</id><published>2006-11-06T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:47:55.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Random Facts About Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 Random Facts About Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got this from Gloria's Blog.. Seems like fun and I'm just so bored right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Random Facts About Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things That Scare Me?:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Being Absolutely Broke&lt;br /&gt;2) Loosing My Loved Ones&lt;br /&gt;3) Loosing My $1000 L.V. Wallet&lt;br /&gt;4) Being Rejected&lt;br /&gt;5) To Fast.. (Like The Muslims)&lt;br /&gt;6) If There's no glorious food in the world&lt;br /&gt;7) Being In Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Favourite Songs At The Moment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Dir En Grey - Ryojoku No Ame&lt;br /&gt;2) Marionette - Dancing Lover&lt;br /&gt;3) Teriyaki Boyz - Tokyo Drift&lt;br /&gt;4) Fergie - London Bridge&lt;br /&gt;5) Lacuna Coil - Our Truth&lt;br /&gt;6) S.I.D. - Adjisai&lt;br /&gt;7) Evanescence - Call Me When You're Sober&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 People I Fancy At The Moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1) Ivan Mat-Leopard (My DWEE!!!)&lt;br /&gt;2) Vampires&lt;br /&gt;3) Pastel Pink-Lover Amy (My Dah'Lin)&lt;br /&gt;4) Benjamine (My Sadistic Partner-In-Crime)&lt;br /&gt;5) L (Death Note)&lt;br /&gt;6) Hugh Jackman&lt;br /&gt;7) Cute Punks/Goths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I Say Most:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) *Coughing Continuously*&lt;br /&gt;2) Ya?&lt;br /&gt;3) Like Fun Like That&lt;br /&gt;4) Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;5) Rolling On The Bed&lt;br /&gt;6) Tubs-Of-Lard&lt;br /&gt;7) Go &amp; Find Ah-Lians/Xiao Mei Mei/ Cos Players&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 Things I Love Or Like Most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ivan Seah Kim Meng&lt;br /&gt;2) Myself&lt;br /&gt;3) Reading Comics&lt;br /&gt;4) Analyzing Fashion Trends&lt;br /&gt;5) Eating Good Food&lt;br /&gt;6) Gothic&lt;br /&gt;7) Dolling-up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Stupid Quizzes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a self-pic of me at home.. without any make-up. Looking like A Fuckin' Ah-Siao! (Just taken about an hour ago).. Lalalalalala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/06112006275-001.jpg" width="370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Byez!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-116281727490173042?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/116281727490173042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=116281727490173042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116281727490173042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116281727490173042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/11/7-random-facts-about-me.html' title='7 Random Facts About Me..'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-116238806131361559</id><published>2006-11-01T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:41:46.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss the Days At Ricoh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Miss The Days At Ricoh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our 2 months contract has ended.. but I really miss the Ricoh days. Yes.. Damn the pink &amp; green forms.. May they all burn in hell.. Hope you gals are doing fine.. esp. Silver-gal..&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Ricoh%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Ricoh%201.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px" height="400" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Ricoh%201.0.jpg" width="356" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Ricoh%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Ricoh%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Ricoh%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Ricoh%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-116238806131361559?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/116238806131361559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=116238806131361559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116238806131361559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116238806131361559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/11/miss-days-at-ricoh.html' title='Miss the Days At Ricoh..'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-116212865894067597</id><published>2006-10-29T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T21:30:59.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a Long break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After A Long Break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hi people!!! Realised I havent blogged in about 2 mths. Heez.. Lots have been happening. More of my shameless self-pics ~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 436px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="188" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Me%21%21%202.0.jpg" width="415" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Charmaine met with a motorcycle accident, she's currently recovering as I speak. Poor girl.. Kenneth (her bf) &amp; Charmaine were riding to supper when a car hit them. She's now wheelchair bound for another few months or so. Kenneth's injury is much more serious. He had to go for an ankle reconstruction sugery, &amp;amp; many other follow up sugeries to put on skin grafts etc. I was shocked &amp; flustered when I recieved a call from Charmaine's brother late at night. The news seriously disturbed me.. Just a few days before the accident, I was just talking to her over the phone. We were planning to meet up for a shopping trip. Sigh.. I even called Amy in the middle of the night to tell her the news. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A good friend of mine, &amp;amp; her bf, injured seriously. I wish both if them speedy recovery so that they can get back to leading their lives again. Hmmm.. talking about this, I still owe Charmaine a B-Day present. *Sheepish smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fortuanately, Unfortunately, because of the accident, Charmaine passed on a job that she was unable to continue doing due to her thigh bone injury. I'm now a property coordinator for my agent. I'm at it for almost 1 and a half mths already. My main job scope is to call up potential owners, see if we could provide them with a service, in helping them look for new tenents. The plus point? I get to work from home heh heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Talk about doing the "Sai Kang" for the agents. I get to talk to many different people.. Yes, there are nice people around, but there are also nasty ones who snaps at you, &lt;strong&gt;The WORST&lt;/strong&gt;.. those who hang up on you when you are talking halfway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GRRRRRRRR...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;*ROAR!!!!!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KNN, CHEE BYE!!! *Pui Pui*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;However, I found out that those Aunties/Uncles who are Mandrain speakers are much better customers like those who speak in "high class" Engar-ish accents. Well, bad karma to those who snap at telemarketers, property coordinators etc. What &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;goes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; around shall &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;come&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; around!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sometimes (like today) I don't even bother to make phone calls. I'm just not in the mood to. There's always this phobia of getting scolded over the phone and that also contributes to me not performing. You guys might think, I'm so demoralised by the job scope then why the hell am I still doing the job?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Simple.. I'm moneytary orientated. The sensible "Economic Man"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The pay's good. Commission is even better!! Besides, I'm now in the process of saving up for the Hong Kong trip with the guys next April. My target? $2,000!! Therefore, I shall stick to this job for another 3 mths or so. *Gambatte*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are my not-so-recently-acquired poessions!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 501px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 418px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/My%20New%20Playthang.jpg" width="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I finally got my long awaited L.V. multi-coloured monogram Koular wallet in black!! *WOOT* I paid $1,080 for it (the figures cant be seen clearly) Heh heh.. I paid half, &amp; mum paid half. No joke.. this wallet is a hefty investment of a lifetime!! &lt;strong&gt;My Pree-ccciousss!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My next aim, to get the L.V. Manhatten bag!! *prays hard for a windfall* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm.. talking about prayers, dieties &amp;amp; shrines. Lately, the papers have been reporting about this lucky strech of road near Woodlands. There are 3 different shrines erected there. (Taoist, Muslim &amp; Hindu) Those people who pray at these shrines, swears that by doing so, it would bring them gd. fortune. A few have already striked big wins by betting on 4-D and Toto. Then, there's another lucky shrine with the Toa Pe Kong diety in a wet market in Ang Mo Kio, it is here that the fortune hunters would get "Lucky Numbers" and strike it rich. Those lucky people of AMK!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just some random pics taken a while back:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hot Babe Zhao &amp;amp; Cutesy Pie Mel. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/18-08-06_1937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caught Off guard -- (Gimme Your Bandung!!)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/18082006158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan looking seriously noob (~_~)"&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 460px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Stu%5Bpid.jpg" width="446" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Now, I'm going to do a bit of a still-motion drama.. (I'm completely a flash idot..) just seat back &amp; enjoy the show. Heh Heh.. *Smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day at TCC, we have a bored chap named Ivan.. as you can see, he is stoning away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/12082006140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But alas, on the surface he seems to be stoning away &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, look at what he's trying to hide? Raging Hormones "Down under?" A hidden burning desire for the person in the red checked shirt?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/12082006141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The people around don't seem to notice anything unusual..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/12082006134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I Do... Wen Jie seems to be getting it on allright! That sheer seduction in his stance.. the flirtatiousness in his rich warm brown eyes.. The Lips..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/12082006143.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARRRRGH!!!!!!! I can't hold it longer.. the time has CUM! Let's make Brokeback Mountain 2 Baby!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/12082006131-001.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hey Hey!! Can I join in too?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/12082006147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahahahaha!!! No offence people, just for the sake of fun! *NOTE: I assure all the readers out there that these guys are straight*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, Let me end this posting with a couples shot! I seriously hate my face shape as its so ROUND!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 462px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/DWEE%20Couple.jpg" width="421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-116212865894067597?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/116212865894067597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=116212865894067597&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116212865894067597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/116212865894067597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/10/after-long-break.html' title='After a Long break...'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-115755269300325771</id><published>2006-09-06T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:34:24.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Thoughts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Thoughts..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Everyone has to come to a point in life, when we come to a junction. A cross-road, with just too many branches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Just which path should I be taking?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This is a nerve wrecking qn. that leaves everyone stumped. That includes Brian, Jojo &amp; even myself. Many things are changing, and the world does not only revolve around myself. I have some really selfish thoughts sometimes.. to protect what I like, and to treasure my loved ones (Esp. Ivan) dearly. These instances, causes me to act upon which that benefits my own interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marionette might be splitting up. I was quite saddened by the news, as I am quite fond of Ivan's band. All their efforts on their originals etc... Its such a waste. But I know Marionette will have to go their seperate ways. Its just a matter of time.. as everyone will have their own dreams to persue &amp;amp; that music just can't seem to fit into the schedule. Hey man.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Materialistic Singapore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Results just came out for me. I barely scraped through into my final year. I have some plans for myself in the future. I which to go into the nightlife scene. Clubbing has always fascinates me and it would be good to know how a club is being runed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But.. I also would like to dabble in fashion merchandising. I may not be gifted in art or craft work, but I do believe that I have a natural flair for fashion and make-up. For example, I could pore over a japanese fashion magazine for hours at a time, scrutinizing what the model wears, from her top, bottoms, shoes &amp; even to their accessories. I am able to imitate, &amp;amp; bring out the flava of the style. I am often my family's "Fashion Consultant" Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My business degree from the University of London, is just going to be my passport for earning a hearty starting pay. That is why I must work hard. My dream, really is to tour the world. (Too bad I'm just too short to be a flight attentent *Sigh*) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well.. now on to the future for my love-life. I love Ivan. Simple as that.. that's why I'm always pushing him to excel in his hairstyling. (He is working v.hard at it now..) I want us to have the best future possible -- Despite violent objections from my parents, we have stood strong. He has a v.nice personality.. blur at times. Haha.. but he really is my prince in shining amor. He may be a poor chap right now.. but in time.. I hope he will definately earn more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;He's always the positive one in our relationship, while I'm the party-pooper. All these while, I had been saying some nasty things to him. It hurts me, everytime that I knew that he has been hurt by my words. But still, he stood by me, silently &amp; unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I feel that he had been my strength. At times, with pressure from my parents, I really am close to a breakdown. I don't want another heart-break in my life again.. I am ready to settle down with him but, now's just not the time. Time's not right until we are both financially well-off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These are just my deepest &amp;amp; personal thoughts... till next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-115755269300325771?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/115755269300325771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=115755269300325771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115755269300325771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115755269300325771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-thoughts.html' title='My Thoughts..'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-115460920191084121</id><published>2006-08-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:21:42.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work &amp; Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work &amp; Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 469px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 726px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/Work.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was taken today.. The "Progress Software" Crashed.. and we were left with nothing better to do than to take pictures.. *Winkz* Hmmm.. how time flies.. I have been working at Ricoh for 1 month already. I was expecting to learn how an organization function through this temp. assignment. But sadly, all my efforts were futile. My main job scope is to do complete the paperwork -- finishing step by keying in data &amp; filing. Its an absolutely brain dead job, with zero brain cells needed. Its all so mechanical.. 1 more month to go.. I must gambatte!! Just get it done and over with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my collegues to watch "The Lakehouse" at cine. We had dinner at the COKE lounge. It was an all gals outing. About the Lakehouse: Reccommended for gals to watch with their dates!!!! I throughly enjoyed the show.. I was too busy indulging in the romance.. (and not forgetting Keanu Reeves *Drool*) to pay attention to the tiny details of the plot. Heez.. I came out of the cinema not really understanding some parts of the movie.. *Sheepish smile* But I heard that this movie was an adaption from the korean sob movie Ill mare..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(From Left:) Xiang Ru, Samantha &amp;amp; Me.. -- Its sad that Silver couldn't join us..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/27072006084.jpg" width="333" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And the sua-ku me just found out that you could customize your own windows XP with colours!!! heheheh.. I did mine in a candy floss pink.. how bimbotic.. (~_~") But its nice la.. so much better than the usual grey &amp;amp; white windows..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dwee!! Dwee!! I just got my pay!! heh heh.. I'm gonna save up for 2 months cuz I have my eye on the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;black Louis Vuittion Multicoloured monogram wallet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; with a gold buckle which retails at $1080.. (Too bad I couldn't find any pictures on it as its quite a new design) *Sigh* I'm really going to strive for it.. it's my short-term goal.. something I've been looking forward for. I really need to replace my faded dirty guess wallet. I have been using it for 3 years already.. So.. its spend less, and &lt;strong&gt;SAVE SAVE SAVE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okie.. I will blog more when I have the time or when I'm not that exhausted.. we'll see.. *peace out*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-115460920191084121?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/115460920191084121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=115460920191084121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115460920191084121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115460920191084121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/08/work-friends.html' title='Work &amp; Friends'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-115423357670504621</id><published>2006-07-30T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T20:24:12.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CosFest 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CosFest 2006@ Downtown East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yes.. I'm back with yet anther update.. This update is about 3 weeks late. Heez.. (~_~) I had been so tired. I can feel the fatigue creeping in. It had been work work &amp; work from Mondays to Fridays. I only get to see Ivan for short periods of time, here &amp;amp; there.. now that he has started working in a saloon. Hmmm.. gotta get use to this.. as I won't be starting my 3rd year for another month or so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was my 1st visit to the cosfest event at downtown east. This Cosfest event was already in its 5th year running. Call me a sua-ku.. whatever.. but, it was definately an eye opener for me.. Going back in history a bit.. Ivan did win the very 1st Cosplay competition cosplaying Kyo from DEG did he?? LOL.. heard he did Kyo's screams.. LOL.. how I wish I was there to see it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There were so many Cosplayers, strutting their stuffs, posing for the cameras.. etc. I was wowed by some of their beautiful costumes.. There was even a Mai Cosplayer who was proudly showing her butt off in her costume. *Dotz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The event was held at the dome shaped hall and it was packed with people. Thank god for the air-conditioning.. (although it was a wet &amp; balmy Sunday afternoon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cosplayers were mainly cosplaying anime characters.. Bleach and F.F. VII Advant Children were very popular this year. I see quite a number of Sehiroths in the crowd.. There were even 2 Jack Sparrows!! But I tell you.. there were so many photo hungry people around. Ivan told me that once you dress a little "nicer" these photographers will be after you for photos. It happened to Ivan &amp;amp; I quite a few times during the event. We were just standing around, chatting up with friends, not wanting to attract attention to ourselves. Alas, the photographers kept wanting a shot of us.. Of course, we politely declined..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmmm.. welcome to the world of Cosplay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Allrighty.. here are some shots from the event.. wonder why I didnt take more pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mo-i &amp; Toriko (Cosplaying Toshiya *DROOLS*):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0071.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm in the midst of 2 HUNKY storm troopers... *Gasp* &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0073%28edited%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Glam Garra &amp; Ivan:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0074%28edited%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Xiao Yun, Wendi (They look fab.!!) &amp; Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0072%28edited%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Jojo, Alfie &amp; Ivan goofing off..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0079%28edited%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lastly, the Leopard couple!!!:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0077%28edited%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Superband's finals are coming up next week.. Ivan &amp; I have come across those crazy Fan-gals blogs..those which after you read, you can laugh until you roll off your chair. I mean, I kinda pity the Mary 3's cuz they get cursed &amp; insulted at for being Lucify's band members gf. I just feel like giving those mindless fan-gals a punch in the face. You should at least give the band member's gf the all due respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you are a Lucify fan gal reading my blog, even the better *hurls a punch at you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-115423357670504621?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/115423357670504621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=115423357670504621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115423357670504621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115423357670504621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/07/cosfest-2006.html' title='CosFest 2006'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-115193274207229841</id><published>2006-07-03T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T23:03:10.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates &amp; Pics! Pics! Pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Updates &amp; Pics! Pics! Pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been too lazy to update my blog.. each time I try to update, Blogspot.com seems to hang on me.. pictures can't seem to get uploaded etc. Its really frustrating y'know? Typing up new entries takes up so much time. Esp. when I have to upload pictures.. Grrrr... But now, its time to bring some life back in here, to take away the musky smell of "blog decomposition" LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have been bumming around during the holidays. Spending money, partying hard, nagging at Ivan. etc. You know, the usual shit. I've been bumming around for way too long.. so much so that I have gotten used to this lifestyle of sleeping late &amp;amp; waking up late. I woke up early this morning, feeling grumpy cuz its my 1st day at work. After 1 month of scavanging, I've finally found a suitable job to pass time &amp; to earn some extra bread. Its an Admin. job, I've been staring at the computer screen the whole day, doing data entry. My eyes are just so...so... tired.. However, it was quite fun working as there are other temp. staff around too! Made some new friends.. we could chit-chat and count down to the knock-off hour. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(550).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28550%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mum bought me a new mobile phone recently. See? Isn't it just drool worthy? *beams* The model's the most coverted Nokia N80, which boasts a 3 mega-pixle camera, E-mail, Mp3 and 3G functions! *WOOT!*&lt;/span&gt; The phone costs over $700.. and it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINALLY MINE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I don't really know how to describe my relationship with my mum. You can call it "Love-Hate" if you want to.. I mean, I thank her for getting this lov&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(552).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28552%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ely phone for me.. but sometimes, she could really be a pain-in-ths-arse.. disrupting my every moment of peace, poking you in the eye. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IRRITATING OLD WOMAN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;Ivan &amp; I were commenting recently that we haven't seen the Choco couple for ages. But Alas! "Taking about, Cao Cao, Cao Cao comes." We saw them outside Cineleisure, with Luna &amp;amp; their Label kia gang of friends. Hahahaha... Some of you guys may be wondering why we find the choco couple such an interesting specimen. But... *Sly smile* It's a secret between Ivan &amp; me.. heh.. heh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sakuya helped Ivan streak his hair in an awful shade of feiry red. (Sigh.. who asked Ivan to agree to be Sakuya's model for his exam?) Ivan now looks like some Malaysian Ah-beng, excatly like those hawking illegal DVDs in J.B. The colour makes him look so absolutely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;low-class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I gave him a lecture cum nagging session.. as usual, he listens to whatever I say.. (That's what I call my Dear-Dear!!) By the way, he's currently dying his hair back to black as I blog.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O-kay, I promised previously that I would up-load pictures of the D'J party which happened 3 weeks back.. But, let's get started with some pics, prelude to the Street Festival..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Prelude To the D'J Party &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the eve of the D'J Party, Wendi's band had a sound check in the evening. I was kinda bored, everyone was just sitting around in a tent at the youth park. It was a drizzily Sat. evening.. I took this opportunity to take some shots..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hmmm.. what's so interesting that has kept (from left to right): WenDi, Wen Jie &amp;amp; Ah Wei hooked?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28505%29.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They were actually looking at a bunch of hip-hop dancers grooving to the beats at the youth park.. I have to admit, they have pretty good dance steps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28514%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candid shot Of Ed. with his darling: "Kua Simi Kua? Xia Lan Kia!"&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28506%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's Ivan with a lop-sided smile..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28507%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;And that's Us.. (Lousy Angle there..)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28508%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is one of Ivan's favourite pastime.. &lt;strong&gt;"Face round round, Press Press! Wee Wee Wee! Pu Pu Pu!"&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28516%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;One of the few gals in our group: Joanne &amp; Me!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Enough of people already! Lastly, to end the prelude, I present this to you: &lt;strong&gt;My pretty padicured feet &amp; my bimbotic polka dot bag!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28517%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;The D'J Party!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was a wet Sunday.. with a balmy breeze in the air.. Bands were belting out hot favourites as well as their originals.. I only arrived at 5pm, just in time to see Marionette perform. I&lt;em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;ADORED &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;their new orginal entitled "Dancing Lover"!!!! The whole song sounded so George Michael-ish! My fave!!! Marionette even had their first encore.. Heez.. I'm glad for dear dear that his band has set its sights on more mainstream stuffs, rather than just concentrate on J-rock. In fact, Ivan should compose lyrics in English instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, time for more pictures, as promised.. Sorry about the low quality of pics. as these were taken from my old 1 mega-pixle camera phone..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marionette on stage:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28518%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Dear Dear: Looking like Gazette's Lead&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28521%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28532%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Lead Guitarist Brian~~~~ Doing SOLOS!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28520%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rhythm Guitar Shion~~~~ Give Me Some Bossa Baby!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28522%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay.. Okay.. I'm their fan.. but not a CRAZY one!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28527%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One more time, an ENCORE for Marionette please!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28541%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marionette + Gloria + Me&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28543%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off Stage: The Leopard Couple!! (All Smiles)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28538%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Us, Toriko, Rimei, Celest: Pssst... this is stolen from Alfie's Blog..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/thecoolgangandmi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Toriko looked really Cyber that day.. not everyone can carry off that look as well as she does.. *Salute*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmmm.... I really enjoy events like these. This is the only time when I can really dress up, be Gothic-Punk to the max, as everyone is doing it as well. I mean &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the stares that we get on the streets, the MRT etc. The mad woman in my house thinks that I overdress for this event. But Fuck it, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fuck everything she says man..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; what does she know?? One could only be all out wild while you are still young.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enough of my lamenting.. Heez.. on to more pictures then..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gloria mei-mei &amp; Me:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28540%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the concert, the gang trooped over to Burger King at Cine. for dinner.. Its such a fun outing that day.. there was such a big group around. Much unlike our usualy Saturday outings..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look who I caught in the act of lying on someone's shoulder: Awwww.. They are such a sweet couple...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28544%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan, Me, Shion (looking v.shagged after 2 sets):&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28545%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH!! I forgot to mention that Shion played for Aries Kaiser. (No wonder he looks so shagged..) In return, Aries Kaiser's bassist Iru played for Marionette as a sessionist as they are still in the process of auditioning a new bassist. I wish them all the best..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marionette has got 2 master tracks recording up. Do message me if you would like a listen to their songs, done &amp; remastered in a studio.. *Wide Grin*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Off to TCC (Perenakan Place): Our fave Hang out:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/miandthegang.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a nice way to end the night.. a talk-cock, la-kopi session at TCC. *Sigh* We should have these gatherings more often. Our group has become quite scattered lately.. *ponders deeply*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall now end this picture intensive post. Will try to blog more often.. (If I can..) Hoped you guys enjoyed reading..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-115193274207229841?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/115193274207229841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=115193274207229841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115193274207229841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115193274207229841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/07/updates-pics-pics-pics.html' title='Updates &amp; Pics! Pics! Pics!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-115000439932944827</id><published>2006-06-11T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T12:55:43.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!! Plus A Bit Of My Rantings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pictures!! Plus a bit of my rantings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blog seemed to have created quite a stir recently. But I feel that there's nothing to be so worked up about. It's just my own blog where I voice out my grievances. There wasn't even any false allegations or defamation made here. So what's all the talk about legal actions being taken against bloggers or even bloggers who leave their comments? Please do not post idiotic &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DUMB&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;comments in my blog, or on your own blog.. whatever.. when &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;do not even know the whole clear picture.. y'know wat I'm talkin'? Are you just so blind so as to judge the world without eyes and just by "hear-say"? Think about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all actors performing on a stage. The society that we are living in, is an elaborate set-up. We are all just mere puppets, doing what &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;yourself think is morally right, so that people do not judge you with criticizing eyes. Why do you want to conform to the "Goody-goody" norms of society? Do you feel enstrange by it? Is the noose smouldering you? Tell ya what.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO ONE&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;in this fuckin world is that stupid to fall into the trap of conformity. That is why I feel so alienated from everything. So.. ya think your an angel now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if you were to say that: (I'm not quoting from anywhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Oh.. I wanna be the exemplar of society. I do not wanna commit acts of racism, prejudice or discrimination.. as its all against the law"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FUCK YOU!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;You contradicting Bitch/Son-Of-A-Bitch. You don't go diss my bf for something which even he has no control about. Just look who's talking man.. Male chauvinistic pigs like you should just burn in hell with your weird theories. I have stuck to my own theories too.. "Radical feminism".. No one wants to be like you. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;PERIOD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you are that perfect? Not even tempted to commit the 7 deadly sins? Take &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"LUST"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for example? No names are being mentioned here as well, so don't go pointing your filthy fingers at anyone. I can say that this was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hear-say"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too. In the first place, was your mere existence supposed to surprise me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My reaction to you: An ugly tongue sticking out pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28491%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All right.. enough of my rantings.. after all, those were just my personal thoughts.. On to more of the happenings in my life. xD Heh heh.. Exams are finally over!!! *HOO!!* After 2 whole months of mugging, I'm finally free!! Lalalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were at cafe cartel some time ago, and Ivan drew this out of boredom. Recognise anyone famaliar? Let me present : The Choco. Couple!! *Winkz* Hmmm... How creative. Ivan was even suprised that he could draw.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28492%29.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I was supposed to upload Ivan's b-day pics. ages ago.. Heez.. Sorry la dear dear, I was busy with my exams.. Ivan &amp; Rimei had a joint b-day celebration on the 29th of April. (A week before their actual date) The guests were treated to a sumptous dinner at the "Chi Cha" stall at the cuppage S-11 foodcourt. There were so many guests.. 20 in total I think. We had to occupy 2 huge tables.. Thank you so much Dear Dear and Rimei! Here are some of the pictures to share we you guys..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's Us: Wating For the gang to arrive&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are some of the b-day guests:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some more guests.. *Ooops.. lousy flash*&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0012.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B-day boy (Ivan) &amp; Gal (Rimei): Shhhoo CUTE!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Here are some of the couples present... The Sweet Lovebirds.. *Sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brian &amp; Gloria Mei-Mei:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ah-Long &amp; His gf (Sorry!! Forgot her name):&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0026.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tabe &amp; his gf:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0028.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wen Jie &amp; His be-loved towel shaped vagina:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0021.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Iris &amp; Her bf: Sorry.. A little blur.. (~_~)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0030.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grand Alfie &amp; Toriko:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0040.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok.. that's us.. the CRAZY couple.. LOL&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Now, we have pictures of Friends, Friends and Friends glore!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Celest (Our Gothic Queen) &amp; Toriko:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0038.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brian And Grand Alfie:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0039.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's Joanne &amp; Yours Truly..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The B-day Gal &amp; Moi: PEACE!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Marionette, JoJo the Roadie &amp; Brian Marionette:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These guys wanted a bottom-up shot.. Looks as though their assets are.... (o_o)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at me Ma.. I'm STRONG!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;After A Satisfying Dinner...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0041.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We headed Cuppage To Play Pool:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Dear.. Nice Pose!! *Tweeett!!*&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The girls are analyzing.. Shhhhh... "How Ah? Should I do This?"&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, That's Ivan with his trademark posture..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a wonderful &amp; enjoyable celebration.. Most of the photos were ruined, thanks to my lousy camera skills.. *Sobbies*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;That's us.. After a contented evening of food &amp;amp; fun:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More to come in my next posting.. the D'J Party!! Heez.. Chao!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-115000439932944827?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/115000439932944827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=115000439932944827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115000439932944827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/115000439932944827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/06/pictures-plus-bit-of-my-rantings.html' title='Pictures!! Plus A Bit Of My Rantings...'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114845678548159308</id><published>2006-05-24T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T10:30:14.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rejects Of Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Rejects Of Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O-kay.. I'm in the midst of my exams. I'm supposed to be studying, but I couldn't resist the urge to blog about this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with Superband. Yes! The oh so controversial event that gets everyone talking. But no, I'm not going to criticise the bands. Instead, I'm going to put the spot light on the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REJECTS OF SOCIETY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .. you see those good for nothing people (90% Females) are at the studio twice a week, age range between early teens to the early 20s. They would go gaga over their favorite bands, rant &amp; rave about their GOD-liness in their friendster profiles, blogs &amp;amp; would even go to the extent to make banners, and tons of 60-cent calls to make sure that their most beloved bands stay in the competition. 60 cents is a lot of money. I could buy a cup of tea with 60 cents.. Think about it.. 60 cents here, 60 cents there.. it all adds up ya know? Before the time these mindless fan gals revieve their phone bills, they would have broken a &lt;strong&gt;COLLOSSAL&lt;/strong&gt; hole through their pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not get the wrong idea as I'm not criticizing the loved-one's of the band members as they are the ones who are there for the genuine purpose of giving the much needed moral support to the members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mediacorp is all out to make money.. sucking the Xiao Mei Mei's pocket money dry. What do all these bands get in the end? Fame? (Maybe.. for a short while..) but the so-called Fortune that comes with the Fame? (Forget about it!!) These bands struggle so hard, preparing song after song just to meet the weekly Saturday deadline. A lot of effort and time have been wasted on this.. Some people, even gave up their high-flying job to commit to the terms &amp; conditions of the fuckin 1 year contract. But alas, his band got eliminated! Reality is harsh.. and that's the sad truth. This is Singapore.. you think that you can make it big? Think again long and hard before you sign your BIG NAME on the dotted line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank god that Marionette decided against joining this competition.. If not, Ivan wouldn't have much time for me. I for one, am a practical person. Even if they happen to get as far as Lucify in the competition, I would not waste my time to go down to the studio to support them twice a week, as I have my own life &amp;amp; friends outside too! What's more? Squeeze with those pesky fans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO WAY!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So what if you are my bf? You should know me better!! xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be wondering why I call them &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;REJECTS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Too fat, ugly, nerdy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Do not have boyfriends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (Rejected by guys)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) &lt;em&gt;No outside friends (Loners)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) So much time to waste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Therefore, no LIFE!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, the colourful phrase "The Rejects Of Society" is thought up by my dear leopard. So.. all the copyrights &amp; royalties would have to go to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you, If I have fans like these, I would rather go kill myself. I would not be able to face them without puking.. much less thanking them for their support &amp;amp; organizing meet-the-fans session *Pui Pui* The thought of it just makes my stomach churn.. Some people might have noticed that there are hardly any chio bus when the camera man makes a sweeping shot of the audience. Do you see a link? The pretty gals in S'pore have much better things to do than to waste their time on such trivial matters. If i have a band, I would rather have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quality fans rather than Quantity!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It's just too hard to stomach the fans that you see during the airing of Superband on TV.. Think I will ask my band to quit straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All they can do to feast their eyes on the so called eye-candies on stage twice a week. They would forgo their Saturday weekend &amp; rush to mediacorp just to see their fave bands in action.. Monday late night (It's a school night mind you..) you would see them again at the result show. It has been the exam period for the past few weeks &amp;amp; I wonder how they get the time to so loyally go down to the studios to support the bands. That's why I call them &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DUMB Xiao Mei Mei&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;/em&gt;They would rather forgo their studies &amp; exams for this short-term fad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, all of these gals have something in common.. They are either, Fat, ugly, act-cute, punk/Goth wannabes or just plain nerdy. Now imagine that you are now watching an episode of Superband on TV.. when the camera man does zooms in on the audience.. &lt;strong&gt;*GAWD!!!* &lt;/strong&gt;You would see those tubs-of-lards waving their posters in the air.. the movement sends the fats on their arms wobbling like Jell-o.. their saggy breasts meshing together.. *YUCKS!* Guys.. just think of making love to such a gal.. just the thought of it would make your cocks shrink.. this I guarrantee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those geeky xiao mei mei would be in their horrid dressing &amp;amp; thick specs.. Crying away, hiding their heads on their friend's shoulders, when they hear that the bands that they support were eliminated. Now.. I just love being an anti-thesisists. This is the part where I would laugh till my stomach cramps up. Why cry over such a trivial thing? They cry as if their parents just died or something. It's really irrational.. I see no logic behind all these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. that's why they are called Xiao Mei Mei. So immature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, there would be those Goth wannabes which I absolutely condemn. By the way, she's a Lucify fan girl.. (No offense Lucify, but I just have a thing against her) Have you heard about a self-proclaimed "Goth Bitch" who enjoys pathetic Chinese pop songs sung by bands like 5566, K-one etc.? What's more? Her friendster nick is called Fallen Angel.. but the ironic thing is that her fave. book to read is the holy bible! WTF????!!!! I couldn't resist myself to give her a lecture as she was absolutely tainting the beautiful Gothic culture that we have so painstakingly built. But in the end, you know what she replied??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Fuck off! wads ur problem??KNN!! u dun interfer in my life when i8 dun evennoe U freaking ASSHOLE!!!!FUCK OFF SLUT!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Dumb ass &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BLACK&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; xiao mei mei who spells things like "rawks!!" As you can see above, her vocabulary is just limited to only curse &amp;amp; swear words.. her puntuation suck too. Doesn't mean you wear black, paint your nails black, you call yourself Goth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! The funny thing is that she enjoys killing. She asks me to fuck off when I gave her a lecture about disgracing MY culture. This is what I replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Thought you enjoyed killing? Do you wanna kill me? Do you get an orgasmic high when you kill people? Do you rub your cheebye and cum at the thought of killing?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heez.. I got my inspiration, all thanks to "Ichii The Killer" Since she enjoys killing, why does she ask me to fuck off instead? If you are that angry, you would want to get your hands on me &amp; &lt;strong&gt;KILL KILL KILL!!&lt;/strong&gt; So contradicting.. she wants &lt;strong&gt;WORLD PEACE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No link.. she doesn't answer to anything I shot at her, regarding the Goth culture. Think her breasts just shrunk.. nothing &amp;amp; no breasts to shoot back. I was hoping for an all out war.. Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's out to get a whipping from me.. I haven't tested my S.M. fetishes on anyone yet. (Ivan's too scared..) So, she might just be the 1st one. Muahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her profile's a big joke man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/profiles/qifu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, FUCK ethics.. So sue me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Comments appreciated. (If anyone even bothers to read this fucking long post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114845678548159308?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114845678548159308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114845678548159308&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114845678548159308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114845678548159308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/05/rejects-of-society.html' title='The Rejects Of Society'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114726938869363027</id><published>2006-05-10T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T21:56:28.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exam Fever!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of my exams &amp; I'm feeling down and out. Just had my 1st paper on Tues. It was Principles Of Accounts and I didn't complete a 40 marks section at the End of the paper.. 80% chance that I will fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Maths. I had been doing past year exam qns. since early afternoon. Can't really solve the questions.. What if I look at the paper and get a mental block again? I don't think Essence Of Chicken that mum feeds me would do any help. Nothing can help me now.. I'm finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.. My head's spinning now.. Feeling so giddy. I really learnt that you can't just do last minute work. My degree course is so tough.. who said that the A levels were the hardest hurdles in our academic term?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Economics is on Mon. and I haven't really started on it yet. Arrrrgh!! Everything is not going well.. I can't afford to fail Econs. and Math again.. I will retain and mum's really not going to finance my studies anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stressed up and up-tight that I'm not really getting enough quality sleep. Had been really lok kok these days, going to take exams without styling my hair or putting on any foundation. My black eye rings are showing, and I look like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Town.. haven't been down in 2 weeks.. I wanna dress up, be dolled-up.  I want this crappy preiod to be over.. but, alas... my last paper is on 7th of June. *Sob Sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.Fuck.Shit.Asshole.Bitch.Motherfucker.Cunt.Whore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114726938869363027?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114726938869363027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114726938869363027&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114726938869363027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114726938869363027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/05/exam-fever.html' title='Exam Fever'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114657811372171005</id><published>2006-05-02T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T11:01:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The kia-su Singaporeans at the Metro Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kia-su Singaporeans at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Metro sale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went down with mum for the metro 49th aniversary sale last week. Only metro card holders with invitation cards were invited to this special &amp; exclusive sale which starts from 7pm. An Early Storewide 20% discount was offered.. There were even early-bird goodies for the 1st 400 shoppers. Anyway, the early-bird present present was a bag. It was in an awful shade of blue! GAWD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was already a snaking queue at Paragon when we arrived at 6pm. I could feel the atmosphere in the air.. the aunties were all charged with excitement.. ready &amp;amp; revving to go. By 7pm, the queue had stretched, covering the whole of the 2nd floor.. There were even people trying to cut queue from the 1st floor!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These people don't know any manners sia.. *tsk tsk* &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Queue%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It was a horrible experience for me. As soon as the doors to Metro opened, it was chaos. People were being pushed &amp; jostled around, a lady in the crowd was even screaming! It was like a stampede!! I mean, why do they have to rush? Can't everyone move in an orderly manner? The security people didnt even have the time to check our invitation cards. Talk about poor crowd control!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Crazy kiasu Singaporean manics...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Crowded%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There were queues, queues &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MORE QUEUES&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! Queues at the comestics/skin-care counters, queues at the cashiers.. Terrible!! Seriously, I think Kia-su-ism has been indoctrinated by the government. The survival of the fittest. This is a human world, not an animal kingdom for god's sake. We are not living in some discovery channel documentary!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so bored while waiting for mum, There was this pretty mirror in front of me, I couldn't help but to indulge myself in photo-whoring (Yes! Yet again..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So hate me for being a SLUT!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Hmmm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I guess going out with mum was worth-while cuz mum bought two triumph Push-up Bras for me.. It costed 100+ *Woot*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I've been absolutely stressed. Exams are in less than a weeks time.. Cant wait to get it done and over with.. ARRRRGH!! I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HATE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; EXAMS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Group Study with the gang:&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna thank the government for giving me my progress package! I'm now richer by at least $200. Damn those people who got more than me.. Elections are coming. So relieved that no opposition wanted to contest for my area. If not, I would have to queue at a centre to vote! So troublesome.. The west-side of Singapore is hardly contested for. Hmmm.. maybe its not even &lt;strong&gt;worth&lt;/strong&gt; constesting for! What? Contest for factories in the Tuas, Jurong Island vacinity? The Jurong Bird-park also issit??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most importantly, I wanna wish everyone taking exams in this curs-ed May period GOOD LUCK!! Pass all Subjects! No Da Bao-ing anymore!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114657811372171005?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114657811372171005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114657811372171005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114657811372171005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114657811372171005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/05/kia-su-singaporeans-at-metro-sale.html' title='The kia-su Singaporeans at the Metro Sale'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114623520869571803</id><published>2006-04-28T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T14:17:16.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girl Talk!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Girl Talk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with Zhao recently. Time really flies.. she was my best friend in pri. sch. We chated over dinner. She has changed a lot since.. from a tom-boy to a HOT ma-ma! Nice clevage that even Sut is proud of.. *Woot!* &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 482px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/untitled%201.jpg" width="448" border="0" /&gt;We had dinner at the beautiful Italian restaurant called Prego at The Standford. I wanna thank her so much for giving me a treat. Love ya girl!! I was quite suprised when she told me that ever since she was with Sut, she has never stepped into a hawker centre to eat. Wat the.. &lt;strong&gt;U Rich Bia-tch&lt;/strong&gt;.. and yes, you know me so well.. "You are going to kill me Melissa"&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Food.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She's now working in Amex after graduating with a diploma from Singapore Polytechinic. She's earning big bucks man *envy* She even got herself a L.V. wallet. Sigh.. My mum's forever praising Zhao about how successful she is now &amp; blah blah blah.. Such a pain.. (~..~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad that she has found someone who really cares about her. (Pssst.. Zhao has a weakness for &lt;strong&gt;EXOTIC&lt;/strong&gt; guys..) He's such a sweet and sensitive guy.. I hope to get to know him better! How about our double date in the future? Keke.. Try not to miss him too much girl.. he's coming back already! Just a few more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhao's such a wonderful friend to have. Through her, I met Wee Boon, Dillon, Wilfred &amp;amp; Zan (My occassional Clubbing &amp; Chill-out mates).. what can I say? "I Love Her!!" &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Zhao%20%26%20I%20Edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114623520869571803?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114623520869571803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114623520869571803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114623520869571803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114623520869571803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/04/girl-talk.html' title='Girl Talk!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114552953482092740</id><published>2006-04-20T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:11:50.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Visit to the New Cathay</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A Visit To The New Cathay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to put this entry up yesterday, but my computer hanged half way through.. (Yet Again!!) I had to redo it. Sigh.. I just came back from a full day of school. Had a lecture on Organization Theory by this American lecturer. His lecture is quite engaging. He doesn't like the one-way lecture where the students keep quiet while the lecturer rattles on.. On the other hand, he expects us to voice out our opinions.. He pointed at me to answer a question. However, I answered wrongly. *So embarrassing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Rabbit: MOJA&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(378).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28378%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.. (6 yrs old) But still so cute!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last!! I found a new blog skin.. After mths. of searching for the perfect skin &amp; template at blogskins.com, I've finally found the ultimate one! Credits of course goes to the maker of this skin. THANK U!! Guess wat? She's Singaporean! She has got loads of nice skins, so why don't you pop by her site?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/me/islenska"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/me/islenska&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dark, &amp;amp; yet feminine at the same time. Suits me soooooo well. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave Goth metal band Lacuna Coil's new album "Karmacode" is out.. I've uploaded their latest video from You-tube in this blog.. you just have to be patient &amp; scroll down. (Look towards the right) I'm going to get my hands on "Karmacode" this Sat. from Chen. WOOHOO!! He was so kind to reserve a copy for me at his store at Far East (iinokki) -- Hope I spelt the name of his shop correctly. Hee.. can't wait!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 476px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/lc-karmacode-ecard.0.jpg" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ivan &amp; I visited the newly revamped Cathay last Sat. The shops were sill under renovations.. but there's going to be Ya Kun Kaya Toast, Shiling Taiwan Street Snacks &amp;amp; even a Starbucks!! Gosh.. the place looked so artistic, with glass panels everywhere. Even the lift (from floor to ceiling) was made out of glass. There's no long queues at the box office, you could get your desired show time so easily. The selection of snacks were fantastic! Ivan &amp; I ordered a ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwhich. We need not need to wait for while it was being prepared. They sent the sandwhich directly to our cinema seats! There were even ushers holding torchlights to guide you to your seats. Such good service! What's more, the building is HUGE! There was this floor, which was dedicated to life-sized billboards of the up-coming summer blockbusters! Really Cool!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I look so small.. But I want my Wolverine. He's mine!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28454%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Let me Present: SUPER IVAN!! hahaha..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28455%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Hostel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Hostel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmmm.. we caught the sneak preview of Hostel. Its a psycological horror flick. Produced by Quetin Taratino. Its a sick show, about a human torture house for the rich &amp; bored. They even paid gals to lure tourists there. Its a splatter flick that would make your guts churn. The scenes were too gruesome &amp;amp; gory that I had to hide my face on Ivan's shoulders and cover my ears. Its soooo bad ya know? The newspaper review even compared Hostel to Ichii the Killer (Ivan's fave. gore flick) Hostel was slapped with an R21 rating. The 1st part of the movie was filled with sex, sex &amp; sex. Its tits &amp;amp; boobs glore. But, seriously, the girls chosen for the movies had nice boobs. I only like that part when the lead was trying to escape for the torture house. That was so exciting! Overall, it's a great movie.. gd. story line that keeps you thinking. I know this is all fiction but.. &lt;strong&gt;WHAT IF&lt;/strong&gt;.. they had a real torture house like this? *Shudders* It would be so scary. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This was in the Straits Times "Home" section 2 days ago. An 18 year old boy from a top JC committed suicide by jumping off a block of flats near the Bedok interchange because he was convinced that his dick was too small. The boy's mum even brought him to a G.P. &amp; the doctor assured him that the size of his penis was that of an average Asian guy. My mum was laughing away as she brought the papers into my room &amp;amp; asked if I had read that article. I mean.. he's damn &lt;strong&gt;DUMB. &lt;/strong&gt;He left a suicide note stating the reason for him killing himself. He sited stress, but mostly, he was depressed over his small penis. &lt;strong&gt;WAT THE&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;A JC kia from a top JC would know how to think more rationally. He's still young, coming from from a top JC, he definately has a bright future waiting for him. I really don't understand why he has to end his life so tragically. It's nothing really to be depressed about. For example, all the gals who have cup size A breasts would go kill themselves cuz they were less than endowned. Let's hear from the guys.. does having a small dick affect a guy's ego?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I SMS-ed this to Ivan, Marcus, Eddie and Sister Leonard to hear their opinions. Marcus replied "Size doesnt matter, but skill does" Eddie replied "He doesn't watch enough Japanese porn. The jap. guys all have small dicks, but they still manage to fuck pretty Jap. babes, maybe it was his girlfriend who mentioned that his dick is small. That's why he stress" LOL.. funny, but true comments from my gd. brothers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All right.. time to go shower &amp;amp; start on Market Structure for Economics. I'm so stressed recently.. I have insomnia! *sob sob* But I'm looking forward to the weekends!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114552953482092740?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114552953482092740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114552953482092740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114552953482092740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114552953482092740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/04/visit-to-new-cathay.html' title='A Visit to the New Cathay'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114483249128361263</id><published>2006-04-12T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T17:01:31.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 5pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in SIM's library rotting away.&lt;br /&gt;Having a break between classes..&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Amy's with me.&lt;br /&gt;Had been in school since 10am..&lt;br /&gt;I had Marketing..&lt;br /&gt;Next.. Maths at 6pm..&lt;br /&gt;Classes don't end till 9pm&lt;br /&gt;Tick-Tock, Tick Tock, Tick...&lt;br /&gt;Still got another full day of lessons tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are drawing near,&lt;br /&gt;Think I've got a fever coming up.. My breathing is hot..&lt;br /&gt;Feel damn letheragic..&lt;br /&gt;Dont think I can concentrate any further..&lt;br /&gt;Gonez........ *Yawns*&lt;br /&gt;*Drags my feet as I walk away*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114483249128361263?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114483249128361263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114483249128361263&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114483249128361263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114483249128361263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='..........'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114433463055254207</id><published>2006-04-06T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T19:45:16.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Year Aniversary!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our First Year Aniversary!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How time flies.. Ivan &amp; I celebrated our first year aniversary on 03.04.06... It just seems like yesterday when he confessed his feelings for me near the monsoon drain at Somerset MRT.. He could have chosen a better spot though.. (-_-) LOL.. But nonetheless, Im happy to be with him.. we have been through quite a lot together.. &amp;amp; I believe that he has changed his bad habits (E.g. Smoking, Being puntual etc.) for the better, due to my constant nagging. I admit that I can be a sharp-tongued Bitch, but this is for our own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the actual day of our anivasary, I met up with Ivan after school. (Sigh.. I don't know why I blindly booked a full day UOL revision lecture on the day of our aniversary..) I wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. *Grrrr*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Year Aniversary Present from Ivan: My First Animal print Skirt!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(449).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28449%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(449).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, we met up in town &amp; Ivan bought me a Zebra-print Zara skirt which costs $60.. I had a hard time choosing between the 2 skirts that I had my eye on. But thank god I chose the "tai tai" option of the animal print skirt.. as I saw 2 young meenas walking into the changing room with the Gothic-skull skirt that I had my eye on. I don't wanna be associated with Meenas. But Gosh.. they seem to compliment me on my Goth dressing.. Once, there was this Sales assistant at the MAC counter at Lido who complimented me about my corset &amp;amp; boots. She says that this image suits me &amp; that i carry it off well. Does that mean I dress like them? I know la.. I dont dress like the J-rock Goth but more towards the Ang Moh Goth.. *Ponders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some pics that Joanne took at TCC.. Its the best place to chill and have coffee man.. We are there almost every Sat. with the gang. I didnt managed to upload them due to the blogger system..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan, Me and my Corset: So Glam..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Picture042%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay.. That's us goofing off: "Say GOOFY!!"&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Picture016%5B2%5D.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scary Faces: But why do I look shocked instead??!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Picture019%5B2%5D.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joanne taking a pic. of us when we were taking pictures on my hp: This is a Classic! Love it!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Picture025%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that's Joanne: Our Camera Gal&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Picture056%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan has yet to get me My Flesh Imp Bling Bling &amp; Future State top Heez.. O-kay.. I admit that I'm being materialistic.. but which gal shouldn't be? We went for a sumptous buffet dinner at the Kintamani Indonesian restaurant located at the Furama Riverfront Hotel. It was a nice pig-out session. But our stomaches didnt feel so well the next day.. due to our excessive coconut intake (the gravy, the kueh..) I had "Lao Sai" man.. you could feel your ass burning after that shitting session. And I'm not here to gross you out but just a warning.. my shit was yellowish brown in colour. Like the Lemak gravy.. *YUCKS!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Ayumi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Ayumi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was an enjoyable outing for me.. but wait.. isn't every outing with Ivan enjoyable? Hee Hee.. I'm now officially known as Ivan's Blythe Doll, (according to him..) with a face round round, mouth small small, eye big big &amp;amp; eyelashes long long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya!! I tried out the FreshKon Mystical Black Contact lenses.. The effect is just amazing. My irises looked bigger, and my eyes looked more dolly on the whole! Think I'm going to stock up on a whole load of them!! *Winkz* Gals, you should give it a try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats all for this posting.. Ivan's gonna call me for our nightly chat any minute. Chao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114433463055254207?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114433463055254207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114433463055254207&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114433463055254207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114433463055254207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/04/our-first-year-aniversary.html' title='Our First Year Aniversary!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114303956703189955</id><published>2006-03-22T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T11:17:15.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm So Stressed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having some really weird dreams recently.. You know those kinda dreams that seem so real that you wake up in the middle of the night with your heart pounding wildly in your chest? Sigh.. what are the cause of these dreams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I dreamt that I was standing near Ivan's block in Yishun when from afar, I saw it collapsing like the 9-11 incident, in front of me. By-standers were gawking at the scene from where I was standing.. People were falling out from the block, there was screaming...Etc. I knew that he was at home at that moment in time, and I panicked like mad. I was so afraid for Ivan &amp; his mum. I SMS-ed him but to no reply.. I was too afraid to call his cell phone, for fear that he was already dead. I couldn't contact his other family members as I do not have their number.. In a daze, I went home awaiting news, But none came. In the evening, I saw the LIVE media coverage about the incident on TV. It was then, I woke up. It was still pitch black in my room. I thought I was still living in my dream.. the feeling of helplessness overwhelmed me. It took me a few moments to realise that it WAS a dream. It was so, so disturbing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I dreamt something that made me really sad. It was my fault &amp;amp; Ivan wanted to break up with me. He said that he might consider taking me back if I change. I couldn't understand why all these things were happening.. It's just too vivid. Why are all my weird dreams concerning Ivan? Yes.. maybe because he is someone really dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I stressed? Hmmm.. well, maybe. My exams are drawing near.. (in less than 2 mths) I have so many things to cover, so little time. I'm so afraid that I would fail again.. If I do, mum's not going to help me pay my school fees. Arrrrgh!! I'm trying hard to study for the past month.. forcing myself to stay home on Sundays &amp;amp; on some of the weekdays. But sometimes, Im just not in the mood. I can't concentrate.. instead of studying, I end up surfing the net or reading. Geeze.. I won't let history repeat itself, don't wanna suffer from insomnia when the exam date draws near. I have just one more year to go. I &lt;strong&gt;MUST&lt;/strong&gt; work hard!! I want to move out, earn my own income.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114303956703189955?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114303956703189955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114303956703189955&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114303956703189955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114303956703189955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/03/stressed.html' title='Stressed!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114199263057217696</id><published>2006-03-10T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:16:40.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Hair!! Lalalala....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;New Hair!! Updates..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to search for new blog skins.. I'm getting quite bored with the current one .However, I do not know how to customize one for myself and I can't seem to find a suitable one! Arrrrgh!! This is not good.. Why is it that when you wanna look for something, it just doesn't seem to pop up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been doing trails for 3 consecutive days.. (I'm now in the midst of a study break..) waking up during the wee hours of the morning just to earn some extra cash to supplement my miserable pocket money.. *Sob Sob* I went to the Esplanade &amp; did a St. Margret's Sec. trail tdy. The girls were all intelligent.. It's so fun to teach them. I do not have to repeat myself. It saves me the energy. Went to meet Ivan at Suntech just before he started work at 3pm. Heez.. went to try the new range of coloured contacts in the shop that he's working at.. He's gonna use his staff purchase to get me 5 pairs of lenses! WooHOO!! * rub my hands in glee* Just reached home not long ago.. damn shagged. Oh Oh! Ivan &amp;amp; I saw this group of ITE girls in uniform at Suntech. and guess wat? One of the girls was carrying a baby in her arms and feeding it milk from the bottle.. &amp; her friend was helping her push the pram. Gosh.. so young &amp;amp; she "diao kia" already. *tsk tsk* Kids these days.. dont know how to use protection during sex. Why stinge on condoms &amp; you get an even big "SUPRISE" nine months later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/tingle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/tingle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.. I mean sex is O.K. with the one you really love.. but do make sure that you are practicing SAFE SEX! They even had a Cosplay event at Cine. a few wks. back for safe sex. LOL.. I just can't link Cosplay to sex.. just too bizarre! Hmm.. like playing "dress-up" during sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tammy video is quite hot right now.. I've seen all 4 parts of it. Sister Leo. let me take a peep at it. All the data was stored in his handphone. I was quite interested to find out how she looks like. Man.. she looks like a Xiao Mei Mei!! *Yawns* The video wasn't fantastic.. not much action &amp; no excitement.. Definately not worth a watch, except for the guy's HUGE dick. Heh heh.. sounds like I'm rating a movie here. *tsk tsk* fancy fliming U and your partner having sex and before you know it, the video is being circulated on the internet. It's a sure fire way to get yourself famous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired right now &amp;amp; the bloody contractor had to come to do up my cupboard shelves which were falling apart. I had to help my dad shift a WHOLE lot of things out of the cupboard. They are now lying on my bed.. It's so darn messy. I was so pissed.. Im damn exhausted &amp; sticky. I don't feel like storing it back into the cupboard right now.. maybe I'll just let my stuff rot. But, die die I must clear.. if not how am I going to sleep later?!! *Pulls at my hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looks like Hurricane Katrina went on a rampage in my room:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28432%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Talking about hair.. I got a new hairstyle! I went for a hair &amp; beauty exhibition at the Suntech. convention hall last week.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(423).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28423%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ivan recommended me to go as there were really professional hairstylists that would cut your hair for free! I was also thinking of getting a hair cut then.. as my hair was quite damaged due to the frequent chemical treatments I let my hair go through.. Heez.. But, I didn't know that there was a catch until I met Zhi Hui &amp; Brian to view the exhibits. You had to be a model for the hairstylist. So pai seh U know? I had to sit on stage, facing at least 50 people with cameras, observing the hairstylist's every move as she lopped of my hair! I had to model my new hairstyle on stage as Brian was next. People wanted to touch my hair, they asked me to spin 360 degrees etc. It was quite an embaressing situation.. but it was worth it. I kinda like my new hair style.. *Beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tada!! The new me at Pivot Point's booth just after the hair show:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28418%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Side View from the top:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28420%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just can't get enough of myself:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28421%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For our monthly feast, Ivan brought me to this Japanese restaurant called Wakaru at the Starhub Centre (Cuppage). They serve excellent food and the ambiance is just right! I see loads of Japanese business man there.. relaxing after a day's work. This proves that it's quite authentic. I would defintely love to dine there again! The food ROCKS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Look at our Feast.. YUMMY!:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28428%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan did his hair blue-black. He looks like an Emo-Shit in this pic. LOL.. Don't you think so?:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28424%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, to end this posting, let me post a candid shot of myself (taken by Ah Guek last month at kino.'s Japanese counter) We were sought of told off by one of the staff at the counter.. we were actually not supposed to take photos in Kino. Heez.. Oh ya!! Go read Xia Xue's Blog about how she &amp; a few friends braved through a movie at the Yangtze theatre -- filled with HORNY ah Peks. LOL.. damn funny!! heh heh.. Cherrios!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why am I waving my fingers &amp; making an O-shaped mouth? YUCKS!!!:&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Image%28402%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114199263057217696?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114199263057217696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114199263057217696&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114199263057217696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114199263057217696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-hair-lalalala.html' title='New Hair!! Lalalala....'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-114095987927867038</id><published>2006-02-26T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T10:21:17.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V-day, B-day celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;V-Day, B-Day Celebrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geeze.. I was supposed to upload these pics a wk. ago.. Due to my porcrestinating. LOLz.. This is goin to be one hell of a long post. Well, well.. It has been a jam-packed month of partying and celebrations for me. Man, I love Feburary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13th Feb. 06: V-day Celebration &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Image%28406%29%20edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taken At Ngee Ann Civics Plaza&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;It's my 1st Valentine's Day with Ivan. We decided to beat the crowds and celebrated it a day earlier. Hmmm.. we went for a sumptious dinner at the "Big O" situated at Wheelock place. The fish &amp; chips are just superb! Later in the night, we hanged out at Taka's Civics plaza, just watching the world go by. It's so nice to be attached. I feel just so loved.. *sigh* Ivan even wrote a song titled "Marissa" after me. What Jojo said was right.. now that I've heard the song, it definately justifys his feelings for me. It's the answer to all my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WARNING.. Mushy bits ahead!!!:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ivan was always there for me, conforting me when I feel blue, lifting my spirits when my morale was low.. and not forgetting putting up with my tantrums. Sigh.. He's my dear dear, the dearest one in my heart. I love him so much! Treasure him.. I will..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;14th Feb. (actual day):&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Dear dear met me after work. This time, we went to Bugis junction and village to shop. Gosh.. while waiting for him at the station, almost ever gal in sight is holding flowers (either given to them by the boyfriends or friends) What is the hoo-ha over who holds the biggest bouquets? Does it mean the larger your bouquet, the more loving your bf is? For me, I do not like flowers. It costs so much, it withers after 3 days and it's cumbersome. So what's the point? Also, about stuffed toys.. please.. those are for the xiao mei mei! Those toys collect dust and gets dirty after some time. I would rather pple get me more practical stuffs which I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;can USE! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm not being materialistic or anything but guys.. just use your B-lians, use your B-lians.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(415).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28415%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For V-day, Ivan bought me a blazer from J-oop for about $60. Its such a versitile piece. I am able to wear it for lectures as well as for the work place next time. I got dear dear a crown pendent &amp; necklace from Far East which he wanted badly. It was kind of a suprise for him as he didn't expect me to get anything for him as I was quite broke. *sheepish smile* Crown motives are very in these days.. heard from Ivan that it orginates from the PUNK side. (Vivenne Westwood etc.) LOLz.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th Feb 06 : My B-day Celebration&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my 22nd b-day celebrations in town. It was supposed to be a small celebration dinner. But 15 people turned up. I was quite suprised at the outcome. But.. the more the merrier right? I met Dear dear eariler in town where he treated me to Swensen's ice-cream cake. *Yummy* I was really pleased that Ah Guek, (my best friend in J.I.) made the effort to turn up although she had to fly back to Australia the v.next morning to continue her school year. *beams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christine, Me &amp; Ah Guek (Heeren Fountain)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh ya.. and the floral top that I'm wearing? It only costs me $10. Good bargain huh?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/IMG_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kailing baked a triple chocolate brownie cake for me.. So nice of her! Although everyone thought that the pakaging was weird. Kailing actually used the Yu Sheng tray. LOL.. We went to 'Pastamania' at cine. for dinner. We had to wait a bit as it was a fri. I was quite pissed with Marcus &amp; gang who came so, so late. I mean.. I gave them a time to meet. But why did they have to take their own sweet time to turn up? Sheesh.. my ''Brothers" can be so unreliable at times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After dinner, we headed to "The Balconly" at the Heeren. Drinks were going quite cheap during the 1-for-1 promotion. House pour only going at $8 for 2 glasses! It's quite a nice chillout place. There's even a mini jucuzzi there! There's no air-con.. the place is powered by plenty of fans! It's so breezy that they couldnt even light the candle. Heez..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singing the B-day song.. Ivan &amp;amp; me look retarded here..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And that's Marcus trying to shield the flame from the wind..&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pls.. let me blow out the candles 1st.. *wind, wind, go away!*&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hahaha.. this is funny.. I never had to be so ''Kan Cheong" in my life to blow out the candles.. I didn't even get to make a b-day wish.. Finally, I get to cut the cake. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kailing, Eddie &amp; Me.. Looking v.radient (and oily..) hahaz&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/IMG_0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Best Friends in SIM (What will I do without them?)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/IMG_0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eddie was trying to mess up the photos that Ivan &amp; I were taking. Arrgh!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take 1: It's Eddie's darn finger!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take 2: His Finger got my nose!! (Grrr...)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take 3: Perfect! At Last!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And now.. enough pictures of me.. here are some of my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edmund &amp; Sister Leonard.. (Best of the B.Batok kia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Guo Rong &amp; Adrian:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kailing &amp; Me: Gosh.. I'm becoming more &amp;amp; more like a photo whore! (Think Xia Xue..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/IMG_0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, I really thank everyone for coming. Kailing's cake rocks! Thankfully, it wasn't tasting like a rock as Kailing warned beforehand. However, I couldn't finish it as it was just too rich &amp; choco-laty (~_~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Balcony, Ivan &amp;amp; I we headed down to phuture to grrove to the FlaVa of Andrew Chow.. Nobody beats him! It was really a nice b-day celebration for me. A memorable one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-114095987927867038?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/114095987927867038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=114095987927867038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114095987927867038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/114095987927867038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day-b-day-celebrations.html' title='V-day, B-day celebrations'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-113991308450099793</id><published>2006-02-14T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T18:32:32.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Can't I Be Left Alone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why Can't I Be Left Alone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things have been happening in my life. With my parents.. why can't they understand and respect the decision that I have made? I mean, it's my life and I'm already turning 22. So, why is it the "We are very open" approch that you are now contradicting? This is not helping.. I do not need to go on the roller coaster of emotions anymore. I use the 'soft' approach, that doesn't help. I have totally given up in convincing you. I feel quite numb to everything you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Status, money. Yes.. all these are important. But not as important as happiness. Oh puh-leease do not be a couple of stereotypical &amp;amp; prejudiced pricks. Sensitivity and understanding is appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a deep thinker. Sometimes in fact, I just think and worry too much. So, why do you say that I'm a childish and happy-go-lucky person? Playful? Yes.. but there is a &lt;strong&gt;HUGE &lt;/strong&gt;difference between playfulness and childishness. However, what makes you think that you understand me? Do you know the &lt;strong&gt;REAL&lt;/strong&gt; me? Seriously, I think no one has ever been able to know me inside out. Smile.. be happy.. but countless emotions are hiding behind that smiling face. Some things are just too painful to be mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. I can't wait to graduate and get a place of my own. Stop screwing about with my life. &lt;strong&gt;STOP CONTROLLING ME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-113991308450099793?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/113991308450099793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=113991308450099793&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113991308450099793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113991308450099793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/02/why-cant-i-be-left-alone.html' title='Why Can&apos;t I Be Left Alone?'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-113611894272071629</id><published>2006-01-01T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:56:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, I wanna wish everyone a Happy New Year! Sigh.. It's 2006 already. Arrrgh! I'm getting old.. *Sobbies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On NYE, I met up with Ivan to watch Narnia.. It's allright.. but the war scenes were quite disappointing. I was expecting more action &amp; excitement. It ended before I could really enjoy it. Not really quite the LOTR style.. after that, we met up with Zhi Wei, wawa, Jojo, Wen Jie, Vics. at cine. for dinner. Tell you.. Orchard Rd was so crowded with people. They started &lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/DSC00111.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;playing with those irritating spray can confettii as early as 10pm. I cursed and sweared my way through as those people were spraying it our way as we made our way to Wheelock place to chill just to take refuge from the crowd. I absolutely hate those people.. I don't wanna get foam all over me. Grrrrr... then there was this group of mats who disturbed me.. I made a *tsk* sound at one of them as he was blocking my way and he imitated me with a *tsk tsk tsk* I just gave him a killer stare but Ivan almost wanted to go back and pick a fight with them. He was mad. Heez.. I don't blame him though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ivan &amp; I chilled at NYDC till it was just after 12am before he sent me home. Can be considered quite an unhappening NYE.. we are not as hyper as we used to be. Imagine.. our main priority is to avoid the crowd and find somewhere quiet to chill. (-_-'')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sex Pot Revenge Bag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(399).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28399%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costs me $90.. Nich. got it for me when he was in Tokyo. He got DEG's Gauze album too *Claps &amp; Cheers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmmm.. I wonder what Ivan has up his sleeves. He just bought me a belated X'mas present today before work &amp;amp; wants to keep it a secret. Oh.. I can't wait to see it.. don't keep me in suspense.. Heez, in return, I bought him a floral-print shirt with he has longed for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to more serious stuff. I wanna make some New Year's resolution. I will not try not to spend too much money.. and I will study hard to clear all my modules this year! *firm tone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, and have a G-REAT 2006!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-113611894272071629?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/113611894272071629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=113611894272071629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113611894272071629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113611894272071629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-113568116526469603</id><published>2005-12-27T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:59:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sick.. Sick..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sick for like the whole week. My throat hurts, I have got 38 degrees fever. No appitite.. Think I've lost some weight. Hmmm.. but I still did go to Li Mei's house.. and my throat got worse after that.. Arrrgh!! I Just went to see a doctor in the morning.. it's my 2nd time going to the clinic in a week. Sigh.. It's the festive season, and I'm down with this stupid illness. I Hope I do get well by friday.. It's my Phuture day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the 'Countdown party' at Limei's house, We watched DVDs of J-rock concerts, played heart-attack.. I was always the slow one, got my hands smacked until it was red all over.. we also played murderer &amp; detective at Li Mei's house.. So, I didnt get much sleep on the eve.. On Christmas day, I went over to Ivan's house for a feast of pizza, roast beef, log cake. Heez..So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like shit now.. maybe it's time that I should rest. Gonezzzzzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-113568116526469603?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/113568116526469603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=113568116526469603&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113568116526469603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113568116526469603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/12/sick.html' title='Sick..'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-113540362917062385</id><published>2005-12-24T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T14:56:46.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Merry Christmas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanna wish : Everyone a Jolly X'Mas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28384%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I will be going over to my grandma's house in the evening for our usual family gathering.. and I'm off to LiMei's house to join Ivan and gang for a torn-ing session. heheheheh.. hopefully, I would have some pics to put up in my next posting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Has anyone been to Orchard Rd lately? Gosh.. you should see the massive amout of people doing their last minute Christmas shoppings. The economy seem to be doing well this year and people are more willing to spend. I see aunties lugging their huge and oversized 'Glam Christmas' Robinsons shopping bags. It was like a mad house yesterday.. traffic jams and even human jams! The year-end sales were great.. I bought a tube at Ebase for only $10. Cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pics I took in school (some time back) with some of my buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eddie &amp; Me.. We R always trying to be funny.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Photo%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Photo%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Photo%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Photo%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Photo%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Photo%207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sze Sze &amp; Me.. We kinda look like sisters. Heez.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh.. and I got a new hair cut &amp; colour recently. Went to Johor Bahru's holiday plaza to get it done.. It was darn cheap.. a colour &amp;amp; treatment costs only S$45! My parents paid for it.. ultra cool!! and now my hair's like a SUPER bright copper blonde. This is one of the brightest hair colour that I've ever had. Heez.. I now look like some jap. 'La Mei'. Ivan's fave.. keke.. But i don't have pics of my new image yet.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heez, I haven't been clubbing for 3 weeks!! I'm like really itching to go phuture.. to grind and groove to the beats.. Geeze.. I can't wait for next week.. Well, till next posting then.. ,/,,/ rock on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-113540362917062385?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/113540362917062385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=113540362917062385&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113540362917062385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113540362917062385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-113403870687974247</id><published>2005-12-08T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T14:43:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Updates.. Chalet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Blog.. It's been a long time. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I got a new HP labtop for near to $2000. I s&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(398).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28398%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;igned a student installment plan which will last for 3 years. I'm now poorer by $50 every month now because of my bills. :( Sigh.. But all this is worth it I guess. I now have my own personal labtop! No more sharing, more privacy. WOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the J-Rock forum chalet last week with the gang. It was an eventful one.. esp. when it came to the 2nd night, and the forum people started to pour in. Gosh.. guess what? They came in their J-rock get-up.. (some even wore PVC pants &amp; platform boots) For god's sake, it's a BBQ! Not some gig or anything.. we looked damn under-dressed if you were to compare our T-shirt and shorts get-up. Geeze.. what is there to dress up about? They must be sweating cats and dogs in there! Oh ya.. there was this fat bitch who didn't pay.. and was busily indulging herself in the food and even some ALCOHOL. (everyone who attended was supposed to pay $10) LOL.. Think Ivan was pissed at her. He called her a 'Pui CheeBye' Damn Beng right? That's why I get pissed off at him sometimes. I absolutely detest Ah Bengs.. So low class ya know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully the gals &amp;amp; I managed to get a bed to sleep in for the 2 nights. Joanne was always the 1st one to be seen sleeping on the bed. Sorry guys, I always take a long time to bath ;p -- There was only one toilet at the Costa Sands chalet. Heez.. It was fun on the whole.. you know, a gathering of friends.. the merry-making, talk-cocking, the gossiping and even down to the preperation at Zhi Wei's house for the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, Christmas is coming. I'm going to burn a big fat hole in my pocket buying presents. -__-"shopping centres are all starting to play those irritating Christmas Songs. Time passes so fast, and it just doesn't seem real to me that it's going to be 2006 in less than one month. Hmmm.... think I'll end this posting. See ya again soon! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Group%20-%20Cage%20Image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE DIR EN GREY... *DROOL* (Cage Image)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-113403870687974247?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/113403870687974247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=113403870687974247&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113403870687974247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113403870687974247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/12/chalet.html' title='Chalet'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-113084984912931420</id><published>2005-11-01T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T21:08:51.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Time Passes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As Time Passes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Halloween yesterday &amp; I was out shopping with Ivan. Towards the evening, we saw many people decked out in their halloween best.. we kinda regretted that we were not in our Gothic/punk attire as we were dressed quite normally.. -_- (I met him after work) Many shops in cine. (including the toy shop &amp;amp; the TCC cafe) were decorated for halloween.. I seriously don't know why the management would go to such extent to decorate their shops. I mean, it's only for that ONE night. After that, they would have to take all of their deco. down. So what's the use? In my opinion, it's just a waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me share with you the biggest blooper that my mum made. When I heard about the joke, i almost laugh until I fainted. Bloopers are so unlike my mum, who praises herself as a perfectionist and a no-nosense person. HAHA!! Ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening, a bunch of kids came door to door for a "Trick or Treat" session. My silly mum, did not know that it was halloween -- or should I say that she was not even sure of the halloween tradition -- even thought that they had came to the wrong house. She was like waving her arms in the air and going "Wrong house, wrong house! There's no party here!" Those poor kids, were holding up plastic bags to her in anticipation for some goodies.. Guess what? My mum took a peep inside their bags, saw the sweets and even thought that they were offering the goodies to her! Gosh.. thankfully, my bro. was at the door and he informed my mum that she's supposed to give them "TREATS" Well, the reason she gave for the blooper? "They were not dressed in coustumes what..." Heez.. thank god I wasn't home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. I went back to Jurong Institute (now called Mallenia Institute) for the home coming last friday. Sadly, not much people from my batch went.. but I did get to chat up with my teachers! Esp. with Ivan Lim -- my form teacher who was an ex prison warden-turned teacher. He was my greatest inspiration. He was the guy that pushed my class to work hard for the A Levels. When the results came out, in terms of pass rates and everything, we were no. 1!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Han Sen &amp; moi seated in our canteen at the homecoming. It's been a long time since I've seen my buddy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went out last Saturday with the gang &amp; I decided to bring my Ixus out. It's been a long time since I've taken proper pictures. Heez..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/IMG_0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29/10/05 :Taken at Taka. square.. we just had a meal of cookies. Yum.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Cup of half-drunk milo,Wen Jie with his skid row tee &amp; his set of kaya toast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_0011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh.. Ivan &amp; I found a place that serves really good Oh. Ivan &amp;amp; I found a place that serves very good milo.. at the paragon basement. It's sweet and creamy and it comes in a HUGE cup! What's more, it's cheap! The shop is called Ah-Mei Kaya toast.. (Think they copy Ya Kun but who cares..) LOL.. we brought the gang there on Sat. to hang out because all of us were quite broke. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_0012.jpg"&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/11932620-113084984912931420?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/113084984912931420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=113084984912931420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113084984912931420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/113084984912931420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/11/as-time-passes.html' title='As Time Passes'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112901529063022758</id><published>2005-10-11T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T15:47:04.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAP..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh..Crap!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously do not know what I'm doing these few days.. I haven't been studying, feeling really crappy and.. Oh to the hell with it!! I'm in the library.. just had this ultra boring "Organization Theory" lecture.. Well, talk about Taylorism, Fordism, Scientific Management, Human Resource Management all lumped into one.. ULTRA BIG FUCKIN' HEADACHE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fuck School, Fuck Driving, Fuck Everythin' Man!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future.. why is it always let's not talk about the future? I mean.. time passes real fast.. &amp;amp; we have to think about the future sooner or later. So.. what is this "Let's be practical" CRAP?? I know we laugh at people we know and stuff like that. But, I'm not going to be like some xiao mei mei who fantasizes about every single darn thing.. Therefore, is there any harm thinking about the future? Now you tell me?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you not sensitive enough? You don't know what how I feel? Must I need to tell you everything and make things so clear that even a blind man can see? You probably don't read, so this is the best place for me to rant and rave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-112901529063022758?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112901529063022758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112901529063022758&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112901529063022758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112901529063022758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/10/crap.html' title='CRAP..'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112762074744795825</id><published>2005-09-25T11:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T15:35:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me at Home!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While I was at Home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really bored one day at home.. I took some pictures of myself at the balcony.. You can see the swimming pool from the balcony..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/4-in-!.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/4-in-!1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/4-in-%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously don't know why my parents suddenly had the urge to sell our comfortable 5-room flat with a good location &amp; shift to a condo.. (which is like really deep in, a 15mins walk from the main road) Arrrrgh!! Talk about inacessibility!! It's dangerous to walk home at night alone.. So my daddy would have to drive out to Clementi MRT station to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about prestige, I care about convinence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6th Month Aniversary Present From Ivan: I'm just in Love with the bimbo-tic &amp;amp; yet classy designs from GUESS. Love U Dear Dear!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/IMG_0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shu Yin celebrated her 21st birthday recently.. Alicia &amp; me attended the celebration at her bunglow in Woodlands..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Sporty Shu Yin (in the middle) looks like a REAL GIRL (At Last!!)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28325%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(325).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I managed to take a really nice pic. of a rainbow while exploring Shu Yin's neighbourhood.. Its been a such long time since I've spotted one.. isn't it pretty?&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28323%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did a 2-day Math Camp in St. Hilder's Pri. School in the east recently.. Gosh.. I had to crawl up at 5am to reach the school by 7am.. Talk about rising before dawn! I had to conduct Math lessons &amp; tele-math games in the hall. I was in charge a class Pri. 1 class kids... Those kids were like little "terrors"..you have to be nice and yet firm with them.. otherwise, they would not even bother to listen to you.. For example, you have to be Like this.. "I COUNT TO 3.. I BETTER SEE YOU IN TWOS!! 1... 2...." I had a really bad sore throat after the camp.. Almost completely lost my voice. I really do admire the teachers who are in charge of a Pri. 1 class.. you must have the patience to handle them. Pssst.. no wonder teachers who teach Pri. 1 kids always have that grouchy look on their faces. Heez..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh.. So much for work.. But It's good money. Camps pay much higher than the normal Esplanade &amp; Airport educational trails.. (I absolutely BOYCOTT outdoor trails.. I DETEST getting all sweaty &amp;amp; dirty..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These past few weeks has really been hectic, with work, going to school almost everyday.. I'm... just so.... so... exhausted!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-112762074744795825?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112762074744795825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112762074744795825&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112762074744795825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112762074744795825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/09/me-at-home.html' title='Me at Home!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112685564033771438</id><published>2005-09-10T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T15:36:28.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mundane Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mundane Life... Results Are Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say Happy 24th Birthday to my gd. Bro-ther Marcus!! Sorry, couldnt join you at MoMo cuz I already promised my kakhis at Phuture that I will go down this week.. Heez.. I still owe him a present though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been so mudane recently.. After the chalet we had at NSRCC (Tanah Merah) I thank Ivan, Jojo &amp; Quek for coming over.. *Hugz* Reeza got really drunk, was shouting nonesense, Telling Lin Yan that she makes him horny, using his lighter in an attempt to burn himself to stop the blood flow from the cut above his lips.. making a ruckus so much so that I couldnt even get to sleep.. However, on the whole it was a tiring but memorable 4D3N at the bunglow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was feeling rather jittery about a week ago, there was tension in the air as our exam results were just about to be released.. But, when it really came out, I was kind of relieved.. It was better than I expected (Although I still failed Economics &amp;amp; Math) Im seriously not good at quantitative subjects.. I prefer writing essays!! I switched my degree to Bsc. Management.. So, guess I will have to be super hard working this year as I have more modules to take &amp; repeat.. So.. I will have to cut down on my frequent trips to zouk.. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan has been working &amp;amp; going to classes &amp; we hardly get to meet.. sometimes only once a week. I know that we are all adults now.. we have our own lives out there, but sometimes, I really want him to be by my side. You know, no doubt about it that he is affectionate, sends me home &amp;amp; everything.. Hmmm... maybe its just me, that I demand too much for his attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-112685564033771438?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112685564033771438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112685564033771438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112685564033771438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112685564033771438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/09/mundane-life.html' title='Mundane Life'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112511140519887446</id><published>2005-08-27T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T10:27:17.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(305)1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/400/Image%28305%291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Old Friends... Nostalgia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(305).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;From Left: (Ally, Shu &amp; Me) Taken at Starbucks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just met up with Shu Yin &amp;amp; Ally yesterday.. We had a really nice chat at Starbucks at Plaza Sing. I mean it has been such a long time since the 3 of us have actually met up.. Ever since the Jurong Institute days.. Hahah.. I can't be any happier *Wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like the 3 bimbos in school *Evil Smirk* Always seem to Piss our teachers off.. hehheh.. Zhao school.. just to hang around in Orchard Rd to take Neo-Prints.. Well.. That was only during the first three months course.. Man.. That was the 1st time I did actually Zhao School you know?&lt;br /&gt;Those were the sweet memories.. Come to think of it, I was the only one who fully graduated from J.I. But Shu. &amp; Ally havent changed one bit.. Ally's a tattoo fanatic &amp;amp; Shu's just crazy over piercings.. (She just got her I-Don't want-to tell-U-where Pierced..) Hahahaha... Shu yin is now really active in City Harvest, with her cell groups &amp; all.. I'm glad that Shu &amp;amp; Ally have found boyfriends that are v.loving towards them.. I hope that we would still keep in touch even after we're married.. Heez.. I just love them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-112511140519887446?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112511140519887446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112511140519887446&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112511140519887446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112511140519887446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/08/old-friends.html' title='Old Friends'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112494497023414080</id><published>2005-08-25T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T10:32:10.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays Glore!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Birthdays Glore!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went for a Student Council gathering at Fish &amp; Co. yesterday night.. We were there to meet our juniors &amp;amp; to welcome them into the SRC.. Later, I went MAMBO-ing at Zouk with the usual gang.. It was damn pack yesterday.. as NUS was having their Business Faculty Bash.. as usual.. Marcus &amp; Eddie didnt want to go Phuture.. (Whine.. Whine..) Gosh.. I had to redo this posting as while I was doing it the 1st time round, the webpage timing expired on me &amp;amp; I didn't even get to save.. It's so frustrating! Arrrgh!! Allright.. I have got loads of stuff to update you guys on.. And now, on to the more merrier happenings.. For the month of July &amp; August, there has been a line-up of birthdays.. And there goes some of my hard earned money into the contribution for their presents.. *Sobbies* However, I did go to a line up of celebrations. I wanna shout out a big &amp;amp; Hearty happy B-day to Ah-Lian, Sherry, my dearest Daddy, Sister Leonard, Charmaine, Sing Min.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/moi"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/moi%27s%20bdae%20%2826%291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/moi"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/moi%27s%20bdae%20%2856%291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sherry's 20th B-day Party: Sherry is the one in black standing beside me.. (Taken When I still had red hair..)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you guys.. Sherry's Party was a HOOT! Hahaha.. She was "Sa-boed" real badly.. Friends started to throw water bombs at her until she was soaking wet! Her mum even joined in on the fun. After that, she went around trying to hug anyone who was dry.. Heez.. Thank god that Sherry is a sporting girl.. She did not throw a fit.. In fact she seemed to be enjoying it! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, was Sing Min's mini-celebration.. A small group of SRC friends met up at Marche Heeren &amp; we had a wonderful makan session.. Marche food is good but too expensive to eat it everyday.. After that, Eddie, Marcus, Sister and myself went for a KTV session.. It's been a long time since I've sang my lungs out.. (Though I cant sing very well.. But who cares.. keke..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/P10400672.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/P10400652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/P10400651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/P10400674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/P10400672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/P10400673.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sing Min's Party:(Clockwise From Left) Eddie, Marcus, Sister Leo. &amp; Me trying to be funny. Hear, smell, speak and see No EVIL!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ivan has had another gig recently.. It was a small outdoor gig at expo. It was so funny as it wasnt really a serious gig, Everyone was having this really "Relaxed attitude".. At last, I get to se&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_00711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e Jojo, Quek and the rest perform.. ( I arrived really late during the D-J Party &amp; missed out on most of the bands.. *sheepish smile*) Ivan was even being made fun of when he was performing.. I got a really nice candid shot of him.. (he was wearing a pants with a skirt attached to it) I mean everyone was trying to look under his skirt.. Trying to lift it up.. LOL, LOL..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Left) Ivan's Candid Shot~~~ (Below) Jonathan &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_00782.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ivan looking really Visual&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;With black eyeliners. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_00784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SEXY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Watched "The Maid" with Ivan recently..It was.. well.. Scary at times but..i find certain parts of the story line quite crappy.. What can I say.. only 3 out of five stars for this one.. The chalet that we are having is coming up very soon.. Cant wait Cant wait!!! Everybody.. Please feel free to come for it!! The more the merrier.. Okie, that's all for this posting.. Not enough sleep.. I feel like sleeping again... came home at 3am yesterday... Gonezzzzzzzzzz.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-112494497023414080?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112494497023414080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112494497023414080&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112494497023414080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112494497023414080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/08/birthdays-glore.html' title='Birthdays Glore!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112331095776700461</id><published>2005-08-06T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:32:34.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Have I Been Up To??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Back To School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. Time really flies.. Before I know it, the holidays are Over.. I am now starting my 2nd year in SIM. I just had my 1st Principal Of Accounts class yesterday &amp; it was Boooorrrrriiinnng! There are so many new accounting terms to learn &amp;amp; its driving me up the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have an announcement to make. Eddie, Marcus, Leonard, Kailing &amp; myself are going to be organising a chalet. A gathering, free for everyone to come. It's from the 29th Aug. to 1st Sept at the Tanah Merah Bunglows. Please Please come.. It's going to be our last big celebration before our futher units start. Please contact me for more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/IMG_00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/CuteCute1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dear Dear had a Exposure 77.1 gig at the excelsor hotel ballroom recently. I won a T-shirt from the lucky draw.. The T-shirt was seriously too big for me. It was XL!! So, I passed the Tee to my daddy to wear.. Haha.. I'm definately sure that it can contain his belly *Oops* keke.. Those pictures I have posted were taken at the venue. I mean its a good thing that Marionette gets more exposure &amp; experience through various performances. They have another gig coming up soon &amp;amp; I wish them all the best. Practice hard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/CuteCute11.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/CuteCute1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan has got a fan club. I think ever since the Leopard Man incident.. Heez.. A few Malay gals I met at the gig, were crazy over Ivan's band. They were gushing, ranting &amp; raving to me in the gal's toilet about how good Marionette are.. Esp. my Ivan.. Blah Blah.. Man, my dear dear is popular! After that gig, we went to watch the b-quartet (This Funk fusion band) at the Esplanade! They were absolutely FABULOUS that I bought their EP for $10... I even got their autograph! Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently caught Charlie &amp;amp; the cholate factory.. Ivan's much anticipated movie release.. It was such a sweet &amp; nice movie. I give it 5 Stars.. Definately recommendable! Johnny Depp is still so hot ( Although he does look a bit gay in the movie Heez) The Charlie movie is even better than the Harry Potter Movies! Its just so magical.. No doubt its Ivan's all-time fave story book! Oh.. I watched 7 swords with Shawn &amp;amp; gang just yesterday.. It's also a Bloody good movie! Plot's good, the movie has got hunks &amp; babes, it's action acion all the way sia~~ The fighting scenes were the all time classic sought.. It's absolutely AWESOME!! The person who cheograph the swordfight scene must be a GOD!! These's 2 movies are not to be missed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.. Allright.. time to end this posting.. I gotta go shower.. Meeting Ivan in town in 2 hrs. Till next time, rock on everybody!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/IMG_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Marionette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/CuteCute1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/CuteCute1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/CuteCute1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/CuteCute1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-112331095776700461?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112331095776700461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112331095776700461&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112331095776700461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112331095776700461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-have-i-been-up-to.html' title='What Have I Been Up To??'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112105405666959159</id><published>2005-07-12T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:32:09.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me? A Princess??!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(265).jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28265%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Me? A Princess??!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Pssst.. Here I am in my office. I'm supposed to do some filing but here i am, secretly updating my blog.. well, I promised that I'll update it soon right? Wahahaha.. Talk about me being a slacker ;p Guess what? I just went for my 1st driving theory lesson on sat. Its quite boring though.. but I did learn useful stuff like Insurance coverage &amp; Car Wrecks.. Muahahaha.. Dunno why they keep showing us footages of accidents. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/1600/Image(292).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/200/Image%28292%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Marcus &amp; Eddie keeps calling me a princess.. I mean what's their problem? I'm not the only child in the family.My dad fetches me around because its so much more convinent.. U know, the location of my house is so ulu.. Besides, I can get home much earlier to rest. I know that I cannot cook or do the housework.. That makes me a modern woman! I expect my GUY to do it for me. keke.. (kiddin' la..) But seriously, I must learn how to do these basic chores when the time comes. When the TIME COMES than I'll start learning. If I don't start learning, maybe no one will want me! Heez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just caught Batman Begins with Ivan last week. WOW! I have to admit that this is the best Batman movie I've ever seen.. the storyline is so Dark.. Christian Bale -- Bruce Wayne (Is that his name?) is sooooo HOT!! heez.. Speaking about Gotham City being a slum and all.. U guys should check out my room. Its the slum / pig sty corner of the house *Sheepish grin* I've been working during weekdays &amp;amp; going out during weekends that I do not have time to tidy my room. Paper bags from my shopping trips are strewn all over my floor, My accessory shelf in my cupboard is a mess.. and the hinges are falling apart. *GOSH* Hmmm.. maybe I'll post a photo to let U guys have a look at my cupboard.. But, think I'll do SOMETHING to it when my work does end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie okie.. think I better get back to work now.. (''-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-112105405666959159?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112105405666959159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112105405666959159&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112105405666959159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112105405666959159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/07/me-princess.html' title='Me? A Princess??!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-112065589474530355</id><published>2005-07-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:31:47.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New LOook To my Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My bro. Jus helped me did some editing to my blog cuz it was looking too plain.. Hahaha.. Ohh.. Do rememb. to turn up the volume cuz its got my fav. song playing "Consign To Oblivion" by EPICA!!&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. It's too late to do a full update. I promise I'll do it soon k? Its a wkday.. I'm jus so shagged. Came home frm. work, cleaned my rabbits cage &amp;amp; I havent even SHOWERED!! Hahaha.. Oh.. I'm currently working at AMK Industrial doin Admin. the "Xiao Mei" doin all sorts of admin. work U can think of. Data entry, Filing etc etc. Pay is rather ok though.. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm beat.. I hav to go clean my oily face now.. keke.. Chao!!&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/11932620-112065589474530355?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/112065589474530355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=112065589474530355&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112065589474530355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/112065589474530355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-loook-to-my-blog.html' title='New LOook To my Blog'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-111681338783904064</id><published>2005-05-23T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T10:21:57.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/152/5906/640/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000066 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000066 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000066 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000066 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/152/5906/400/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.. think I really Look stupid here... :p &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" 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/11932620-111681338783904064?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/111681338783904064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=111681338783904064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/111681338783904064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/111681338783904064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/05/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-111673749927308427</id><published>2005-05-22T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:41:49.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom At LAST!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Freedom At Last!! WOo HOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/381/988/320/Image%28411%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lately, I've been so busy and stressed with the UOL yr 1 exams that I hardly have the time to go out shopping with the gals.. (Anyway, Charmaine is busy with Juan and Amy is still Pining for her Mr. RIGHT..), hardly got time to also meet my bf etc. My days were spent mugging at home or cooped up in the freezing J.East Library with my brothers to study.. &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY!! Those days are over!! &lt;/strong&gt;Wahahaha!!! but haiz.. now its time to find a full time job, save money to buy LOUIS VITTON stuffs and to save up for a shopping trip overseas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th May 05 : &lt;strong&gt;Celebrated&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ivan's birthday at Zouk&lt;/strong&gt; (The photo's taken with Ivan at Phuture)&lt;br /&gt;We went with Ah-Long.. but Gosh.. I tell U guys ah.. that was the 1st time I ever Puke because my stomach couldnt take it. Suprised?? hahaha.. your so-called best gal-drinker in the group was defeated after a jug of vodka orange and a flaming lambogini. Birthday boy was still sober at the end of the night.. My Poor sugar monster.. he had to take care of a puking me instead of enjoying himself.. I don't think I ever wanted to re-live the feeling again.. It was&lt;strong&gt; PURE TORTURE!! &lt;/strong&gt;U cant control that urge to puke.. My head was spinning away and I felt like dying. Actually, this is quite mild already.. compared to &lt;strong&gt;someone....&lt;/strong&gt; Hahahaha... think i better not eloborate who.. as he knows it himself. ;P (hahahaha *winkz*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My thoughts for this week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. I'm starting to get along with my dear dear's friends. Was afraid that we might not be able to click because of different interests. BUT.. they are one hell of a bunch of pple, talk cock with them I seriously laughed until stomach ache and tears coming out of my eyes.. Hahaha.. and managed to find out more about Ivan's dirty secrets that he's pai seh about. Muahahaha.... &lt;strong&gt;So interesting!! &lt;/strong&gt;Well, wish to find out more of these kinda things!! Ivan's been stressed lately, with his band stuff and work.. ( A little worried for him.. haiz.. that guy ah.. nvr tell me that he's stressed.. I found out through his blog.. everyday see him happy happy.. I thought everything was OK..) He got his up-coming gig and I wish him all the best!! Emmm.. June 4th (Sat.) Youth Park.. early evening.. If U guys happen to B in town, please pop by.. I'll B There.. :D (Amy, I know U dont like rock gigs and stuff but come la.. SUPPORT!! Heez.. Charmaine agreed to come already.. *Psyco Psyco*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now that I've attained freedom.. (Psssts.. however I'm v.scared that I'll "da Bao" subjects next year.. Haiz... serve me right for playing the whole year round..) But now, I shouldnt think of this kinda stuff that would LOWER my MORALE.. Heez..Think I'll go &lt;strong&gt;CHEONG &lt;/strong&gt;man.. Long time never party so hard le.. Yes, your cheongster is back!! hahahaha.. think going to &lt;strong&gt;MAMBO&lt;/strong&gt; this wed. and phuture the following fri. Anyone up for some &lt;strong&gt;"YO-YO!!?" &lt;/strong&gt;Hahahaha.. I know la brothers, U all not into RnB.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for this posting folks.. till next time.. but I also dunno when!&lt;/span&gt; Chao!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-111673749927308427?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/111673749927308427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=111673749927308427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/111673749927308427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/111673749927308427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/05/freedom-at-last.html' title='Freedom At LAST!!'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11932620.post-111267148438521730</id><published>2005-04-06T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T09:43:26.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st Posting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;My First Posting...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Welcome, Welcome Everyone&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For those who even bother to read... wahahahaha!! Let me Introduce myself, I'm the dark, lazy, advocator of slackerism.. slacking is very healthy.. trust me. Slacking can relief stress, it can give you tat Afrodisiac feeling! I dont know how long I can continue this blog as I might even be too LAZY to update.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to what I've been up to lately.. Well, my exams are round the corner.. It's a make or break exam and no suprise.. I've HARDLY even started. Muahahaha!! Well, to those SIM pple out there, even the &lt;em&gt;Queenofslackers&lt;/em&gt; has decided to Hug the Buddha's Leg with my LIFE!! So, everyone gam-batte wor! Our mental torment will soon be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went clubbing at &lt;em&gt;Phuture&lt;/em&gt; for the past 2 fridays with my GF AMY dar-ling.. She's this tall and fair GF of mine.. who's SINGLE!! So any eligible SINGLE guys, pls. approach me to know more about her.. *Winkz* keke.. we had loads of fun, made new friends.. and I think ANDREW CHOW is a GOD.. Gosh.. the remixes he plays are fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yupz.. I also want to make an official announcement. I'm attached already! Recently only la.. not say I don't wanna tell U guys.. :p hahaha.. so, I'm no longer SINGLE and AVALIBLE. But.. Dont worry Bro-thers, I'm still your most ON-z little sister in projects.. *winkz* Hmmm... so far HuiHui, Diana and Sham has seen him.. Let me just give a short intro.. he's my cute cute sugar monster J-ROCKER!! U know.. my kinda guy who's into weird dressing like me. The most important thing is that we can click really well! He's very sweet and nice to me, so NO WORRIES Bros.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, this ends my 1st posting. Pls. feel free to come back for more! Oh ya, anyone for &lt;em&gt;ZOUK &lt;/em&gt;FLAVA with ANDREW CHOW this fri.? kekeke.. ok la, better stop asking U guys go cheong.. later Marcus come and Boot me say "HUH?? Still go CHEONG? NEVER study?!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11932620-111267148438521730?l=queenofslackers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/feeds/111267148438521730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11932620&amp;postID=111267148438521730&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/111267148438521730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11932620/posts/default/111267148438521730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://queenofslackers.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-1st-posting.html' title='My 1st Posting'/><author><name>MeL Blythe Doll</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15697683145182091962</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f68/melissa_tan84/20012007366-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
