<?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-5276772704519278304</id><updated>2012-01-18T03:00:48.927+08:00</updated><category term='memories and fun'/><category term='craps'/><category term='complains'/><category term='happenings'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='daily craps'/><category term='driving and friendship'/><category term='daily crap'/><category term='wonderful memories and friends'/><category term='friendship and happening'/><category term='family'/><category term='beautiful things'/><category term='craps and complains'/><category term='daily craps and complains'/><category term='happenings and craps'/><category term='love'/><category term='families'/><category term='beloved bro'/><category term='band'/><category term='buddies'/><title type='text'>B ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>hugging with him under a dim light, the warm feeling surrounds the atmosphere, that is how love felt like ♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>363</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4294446854739518707</id><published>2010-04-06T10:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T10:46:31.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can has blog!</title><content type='html'>I is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,will be gone with the thin air again after this post I guess.it has always been!lolx. M so so glad that my babe, Chels will be coming back to Metropolitan *cries too touch d ftw =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I tell you readers ar!my poppy is driving me crazy lor!kinda regret having a new pup but at the same time,stil want to keep it.hao?fml lor!hahaha. Daddy &amp;amp; son is bonding well tho the son irritates his father alot until kena barked by daddy.rofl!btw, it's Godwin &amp;amp; Poppy m talking bout here =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far so good.darling and I are doing well and is totally happy with each other. We are definitely going strong each day and in couple of months, we are turning 2!so happy max ^_^ .when i think bout us, it has been a really really long journey. going through ups and downs for the past 2 years is something so&amp;nbsp;immeasurable&amp;nbsp;which money cannot even buy one lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARLING, SORRY &lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;FOR REPLYING YOU SHORT REPLIES AND SOMETIMES, IGNORING YOU AS I ALWAYS GET DISTRACTED BY FOOD hehehehehehehehhe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still love you very much lor!alright? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this past one month, i've been having tough time deciding which phone to buy. I dont really want such and expensive phone and such a cheap phone *later spoilt easily i sure fml one. and of course, I would prefer a phone which is value for money lor. I've gone from e71 to e72, even considering Lollipop from LG. But nao, I think I know what i want from my phone,&amp;nbsp;Qwerty keyboard and wifi and easy msging.that is all! the price diff between e71 and e63 is bout 400 bucks and it's just a slight upgrade.so might as well save the 400 bucks go shopping =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qfo44tGVI/AAAAAAAABqg/K-f1KCxmgsA/s1600/e63-red-x-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qfo44tGVI/AAAAAAAABqg/K-f1KCxmgsA/s320/e63-red-x-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I WILL BE GETTING E63!!IN &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;RED &lt;/span&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho it looks slightly fatter than e71 and e72 and the design is not as good as the both of the phone, i still think overall it is not a bad phone. I think &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;is more chioer lor! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;alright lar,m signing off right nao.toodles peeps! a slight update so that my blog wont feel dead.hahahahha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qfd5W1KeI/AAAAAAAABqY/OgmXSWA1SWk/s1600/26522_372147543756_686213756_3649701_1150903_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qfd5W1KeI/AAAAAAAABqY/OgmXSWA1SWk/s320/26522_372147543756_686213756_3649701_1150903_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I &amp;lt;3 you darling =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4294446854739518707?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4294446854739518707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4294446854739518707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-can-has-blog.html' title='I can has blog!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qfo44tGVI/AAAAAAAABqg/K-f1KCxmgsA/s72-c/e63-red-x-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2346051905805876947</id><published>2010-03-04T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T11:08:33.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick, Sakit, Sen Ping *sorry,dunno the word sick in tamil.LOL!</title><content type='html'>oh yes!guess what,burfday girl is sick.yes,SICK!fml or not u say!urgh.okla,i'm damn weak nao and got no strength to urgh also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i've got my 2nd burfday present already.and guess what i got!a Guess purse =) okla,i dont really ask for much and it's alright with me.this present is from mummy's friends as they cant make it for this sat,thus the early present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,i'm having fever and i'm sweating nao.is it a good or a bad thing?i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently need to get a new pair of coloured contact lenses for this coming sat.and omgsh,i dont know what to wear also.bleh!crz!i need you for choosing my outfit too!LOL..i hearts you laaa &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dear,chels,i'll be missing you on sat :S hugsss.enjoy urself in Singapore alright! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!i woke up at 10.30am this morning and went back to bed at 2pm and slept till 7pm.hahahah!loving it.what to do,sick cat needs her beauty sleep =) going to oi oi nao also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights worlds.and baby,i love you heaps &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2346051905805876947?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2346051905805876947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2346051905805876947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/03/sick-sakit-sen-ping-sorrydunno-word.html' title='Sick, Sakit, Sen Ping *sorry,dunno the word sick in tamil.LOL!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2943443503213423852</id><published>2010-03-01T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:58:50.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten Egg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and it's bout me,all bout me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;i'm a pretty lousy girlfriend and I dont think I deserve better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;tearing the lil fragile lil heart all over again is something so cruel that one can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and it's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;something's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I've tried to change and maybe,not hard enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;that's one disappointing thing to him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;this part of me,always had its ways around me and tear me down that i have to give up everytime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;feeling guilty all is not going to help anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;If i cant handle this now,how are we going to survive in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;i'm lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;well,most of the time I am lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;finding the way back is not easy esp when you are not around with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I guess i'll be dead when the time comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;when he had to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I am one evil lousy &lt;strike&gt;bitchy&lt;/strike&gt; girlfriend.bleh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;and i'm officially sicksicksicksick.no one to take care of me but myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;*note to self: drink more water,get more rest,&lt;strike&gt;eat more wtf&lt;/strike&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2943443503213423852?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2943443503213423852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2943443503213423852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/03/rotten-egg.html' title='Rotten Egg'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4037846897797581999</id><published>2010-02-25T23:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:32:28.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Label</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;new&amp;nbsp;template&amp;nbsp;new template!loving it no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;specially thanks to crztal shia the woman&amp;nbsp;who renovated my blog =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;many things had happened during the period when i did not blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;first,i've gotten my &lt;b&gt;FIRST&lt;/b&gt; 21st burfday present from Darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*pics will be up after i celebrate my birthday on the 6th of march&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;second, I have got an amazing valentines this year &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; cause darling is extremely sweet in his love letter.hehehe! *i still read it once in a while&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;third, I got conned by a shop in petaling street *&lt;s&gt;dulan max&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fourth, i've been working pretty hard these days so that i can buy a new phone but at the end mum says no so bleh,thus i blew few hundreds on shopping already =,= so &lt;s&gt;fml&lt;/s&gt; can!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;fifth, I bloody cannot own E71 d larrr!cis damn mang zhang!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sixth, thanks to Jon for his wonderful gift from Milan *hugs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seventh, I've gained weight during the CNY oh &lt;s&gt;fml&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eighth, i is loving to bling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ninth, i'm working tomoro till sunday =,=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tenth, will be using my 2 hours break to go for shopping tomoro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE END &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4037846897797581999?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4037846897797581999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4037846897797581999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/02/16-random-sentences.html' title='Pink Label'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6310925010917363203</id><published>2010-01-26T13:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:05:36.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Pink Monkey</title><content type='html'>so allright,my dog just ate an insect right infront of me.yikes! damn gross @@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so glad that darling came yesterday and took me to the dentist to remove the seperator which looks like a small tiny blue-ish rubberband to seperate the tooth. So yea, in the past 2 days,i've got swollen gums and jaws that i cant open my mouth to eat. Everytime if i do so,it hurts twice as much as i could have remember. The pain? yea,still having it now *imagine yourself waking up in the middle of the night because of the PAIN*. The dentist said it's also because of the wisdom tooth that I had which is still practically growing very fast.now got gum infection lor!so fml?oh yeah T____________________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working during the weekends at One Utama. Passing by Sticky shop everytime tempts me real hard to buy their candies. As predictable, I was stopped and banned from you-know-who. Well, the price is not so reasonable but oh dear,the candies was like heaven!totally yummy! I can has the taste of heaven whenever I walk into the shop to grab some of the tester. I think the woman that works there also know I've been there many times but did not buy the candies T_________________________T *blame you-know-who* x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Old Dogs yesterday night and bhahahahaahhaha!it was hilarious shit.I think among all the laughter from everyone, I was the loudest one!I basically almost fall from my seat for laughing too hard *darling had to pull me back up everytime* ^^. Surprisingly I can laugh tho my jaw hurts! I'm going to get darling to download it and watch it at home,with some cushions infront of me just incase if I fall off again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm so happy ^^ still a secret!cannot tell first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S153cT94pnI/AAAAAAAABog/u91Xikj0n28/s1600-h/22261-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Happy-Pink-Monkey-With-A-White-Belly-Smiling-And-Dancing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S153cT94pnI/AAAAAAAABog/u91Xikj0n28/s320/22261-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Happy-Pink-Monkey-With-A-White-Belly-Smiling-And-Dancing.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I is a happy &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; monkey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6310925010917363203?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6310925010917363203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6310925010917363203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-pink-monkey.html' title='Happy Pink Monkey'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S153cT94pnI/AAAAAAAABog/u91Xikj0n28/s72-c/22261-Clipart-Illustration-Of-A-Happy-Pink-Monkey-With-A-White-Belly-Smiling-And-Dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7888180065804117287</id><published>2010-01-11T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:24:29.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batu Caves</title><content type='html'>is one hell of an exercise!climb till you drop can!well, it's an experienced that I is will never forget. And not to forget, monkeys that throws coconut shell at human beings -_-.much annoying.nuff said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qxokQVgRI/AAAAAAAABnY/EcqEOrd_AnI/s1600-h/1.+Wat+Tan+Hor+with+Snakehead+Fish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qxokQVgRI/AAAAAAAABnY/EcqEOrd_AnI/s320/1.+Wat+Tan+Hor+with+Snakehead+Fish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;absolutely fabulous! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that,I had the best Wat Tan Hor ever!it's located near Batu Caves. Shop's name's Pan Heong Restaurant.it's a blissed can!The price is too,pretty reasonable and will sure to go back there again! :D The sauce is thick plus you can taste egg yolk and the egg white.tasty! and ohoh,it has lots of cuttle fish and meats too! omgsh,yum yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link: http://www.gourmetsharing.com/v.aspx?p=7575f25e-5784-4802-afff-d315ffc861ae &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch,we headed to Batu Caves.Will let the pics do the talking ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qzC9tzJcI/AAAAAAAABng/EUw2cD4FcWU/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qzC9tzJcI/AAAAAAAABng/EUw2cD4FcWU/s320/Picture+009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qzYhZgVXI/AAAAAAAABno/dY51F9ZbHFU/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qzYhZgVXI/AAAAAAAABno/dY51F9ZbHFU/s320/Picture+019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qzvPQa47I/AAAAAAAABnw/rkOKLU1NOko/s1600-h/Picture+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qzvPQa47I/AAAAAAAABnw/rkOKLU1NOko/s320/Picture+047.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0q0qWSqeFI/AAAAAAAABn4/iuoompn03dY/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0q0qWSqeFI/AAAAAAAABn4/iuoompn03dY/s320/Picture+051.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0q08l-xIBI/AAAAAAAABoA/_Z-dWIgdSqQ/s1600-h/Picture+057.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0q08l-xIBI/AAAAAAAABoA/_Z-dWIgdSqQ/s320/Picture+057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0q1DthWHDI/AAAAAAAABoI/M8VBc_PZ5vU/s1600-h/Picture+045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0q1DthWHDI/AAAAAAAABoI/M8VBc_PZ5vU/s320/Picture+045.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;that is all,lunch now,toodles!the rest of the pics are in fb =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;p/s: you guys should really try out the wat tan hor,if not sure regret one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7888180065804117287?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7888180065804117287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7888180065804117287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/01/batu-caves.html' title='Batu Caves'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0qxokQVgRI/AAAAAAAABnY/EcqEOrd_AnI/s72-c/1.+Wat+Tan+Hor+with+Snakehead+Fish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5572119363041116715</id><published>2010-01-08T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T23:03:48.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about Dresses and Koreans ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0dFeFrv6BI/AAAAAAAABl4/sd3i2857Dhg/s1600-h/DSC00579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0dFeFrv6BI/AAAAAAAABl4/sd3i2857Dhg/s320/DSC00579.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dress from Padini Authentic loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;just today,mummy bought me another 2 dresses and i'm loving them to the core!one from Kitschen and the other from Padini Authetic *winks winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;in love with&amp;nbsp;Korean&amp;nbsp;songs like totally!these are the few songs that I adore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.Love like this - SS501&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.Gee - Girl's Generation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.I dont care - 2NE1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.Lollipop - Big Bang + 2NE1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.Fire - 2NE1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all these songs are recommended personally by,ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0dEpIGZpjI/AAAAAAAABlo/kX7he-3WdWI/s1600-h/DSC00580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0dEpIGZpjI/AAAAAAAABlo/kX7he-3WdWI/s320/DSC00580.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dress from Kitschen loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5572119363041116715?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5572119363041116715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5572119363041116715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-love-with-like-totallythese-are-few.html' title='It&apos;s all about Dresses and Koreans ;)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0dFeFrv6BI/AAAAAAAABl4/sd3i2857Dhg/s72-c/DSC00579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-662040389122821969</id><published>2010-01-06T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T02:28:40.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breathing again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0OBwldO4JI/AAAAAAAABk4/1HHQobvWrQE/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0OBwldO4JI/AAAAAAAABk4/1HHQobvWrQE/s320/Picture+038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i'm back to the blogging world!and i cant guarantee that i will last long but i'll try.everytime also like this,quite annoying right?LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just noticed that m good at advising people in every kinda matter.but when it comes to myself -_- oh gosh,i can be helpless at times too.get what i mean?lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other note,i think m falling in love with the kpop world already.like seriously.&amp;nbsp;Koreans&amp;nbsp;are the bombs!both male and female can shake their booty awesomely and it just blew my mind off away everytime i watched them on kbs world.woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,Christmas and New Year to me was blessed as darling and I get to spend these occasion happily.On the New Year's eve, darling brought me to watch my 1st countdown (according to myself as i couldnt rmb i was brought to watch fireworks by parents when i was super young in Thailand -_- ) at One Utama and booM!it was brilliant,i mean the fireworks!just right infront of us! Watching it with your love ones is the best thing to do on the last day of year 2009 and the following years to come!i love you baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,i also gotta plan for my 21st burfday.fml,m getting old every year and it's a bliss T_T it's ok tho,as long as m feeling young deep inside is sufficient enough for time being.ROFL..stupid crazy thoughts -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,anyone wants to help me with my burfday?ok,though there are only few souls reading my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0OAUPEXwVI/AAAAAAAABkg/e9nMK-BrpNU/s1600-h/DSCN0195.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0OAUPEXwVI/AAAAAAAABkg/e9nMK-BrpNU/s320/DSCN0195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-662040389122821969?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/662040389122821969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/662040389122821969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2010/01/breathing-again.html' title='breathing again'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S0OBwldO4JI/AAAAAAAABk4/1HHQobvWrQE/s72-c/Picture+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7856858277562501483</id><published>2009-12-13T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:11:53.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping out or staying back.</title><content type='html'>hi guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently,I've really got nothing to blog about already. I've found no meaning to blog anything anymore. Perhaps this happen because of my mood swing or whatsoever like losing my mojo. On top of that, I wont be denying that I love attentions if you get what I meant. You see, my blog's basically dead because I am lack of useful information and creativity or wtv. Thus, only several people that I can count with my right hand reads this blog of mine and it makes it worst because there is no life to this blog at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I am still considering into stepping out from the blogging world. It might be just temporary or permanently. Toodles world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry darling, I think I dont feel the way that I should feel when I'm blogging anymore. I felt pressured to blog about something and I did not enjoy it. wait till my mojo comes back and I MIGHT just blog again!love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7856858277562501483?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7856858277562501483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7856858277562501483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/12/stepping-out.html' title='Stepping out or staying back.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3521661848447008086</id><published>2009-12-09T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T15:03:09.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there he goes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;there he goes again..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sx9KeqCma3I/AAAAAAAABkQ/UPIKRyz3ZYI/s1600-h/DSC04449.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sx9KeqCma3I/AAAAAAAABkQ/UPIKRyz3ZYI/s200/DSC04449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; MY DARLING IS A SMART ARSE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;i'm so proud of you!mwah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;xoxo.ily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3521661848447008086?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3521661848447008086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3521661848447008086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-he-goes.html' title='there he goes'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sx9KeqCma3I/AAAAAAAABkQ/UPIKRyz3ZYI/s72-c/DSC04449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3113956700181194690</id><published>2009-12-08T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T20:08:57.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skin Problem?i've got one.</title><content type='html'>hello fellow humans.whoosh!just had dinner and yea,whee!m here blogging.oklar,i know not many's going to read my blog but anyways, I've got something to say.to let it out.here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since young, i've got a very poor skin.no,dont need to feel sorry for me.I'm accepting it nicely and trying to cure it as much as i can. Well, i think this is in the genetic thingy cause mum has also poor skin. recently, i've got a terrible rash on my both my foot.&lt;span style="background-color: #674ea7;"&gt;HAD NO FREAKING IDEA HOW I GET IT&lt;/span&gt; but geez, it was horrified looking and disgusting.pfffttt! Scratching is aint going to help *imagine how hard i have to hold it back* but eventually, i've overcome it in a week. wearing my glad sandals when I was working really helps where I cant scratch the infected area. One must be very determine to stop the temptation to scratch it if not the consequences will be severe. eg, the rash will grow and it will bulge out with filthy liquid in it.scratch it and it'll burst and when you scratch it at any other place UNINTENTIONALLY, that area will be infected too.sounds scary?oh hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best thing to do to prevent that infected area to get worst is first, &lt;span style="background-color: magenta;"&gt;to cut your frigging LONG FINGER NAILS&lt;/span&gt;. nails contain lots and lots of dirty bacterias and if you are smart enough to know, this will make more damage to your open wound. Secondly, dont bother trying English medicine for skin disease, trust me. Lots of chemical and stuff like that, not good on skin as it's not good for health. I would personally recommend to see the Chinese doctor whereby all meds are drugs free. For my skin problem, most of the time, I've used this brown-ish powder and mix it with chinese alcohol *both amount needed are quite little* and apply it on your infected area at anytime you want. And DONT SCRATCH IT! *TADAA* you will feel less itchy and it does helps.if this method doesnt work&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt; &lt;strike&gt;then you cannot be saved already &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you should get a jab then.but be noted, too many jabs like this and one day your body will be imune to it.no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;and damn pek chek can.now my arms also &lt;/span&gt;got the same problem. The temptation to peel it every it gets dried up?BIG TIME. so now i've gotta control and and to apply the med till it gets dried up and DIE.hahahahahha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, now both my foot also got marks already.it will go the same for my arms too.oh well!that's life.gotta deal with it =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3113956700181194690?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3113956700181194690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3113956700181194690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/12/skin-problemive-got-one.html' title='Skin Problem?i&apos;ve got one.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7930412621407774840</id><published>2009-12-07T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T23:38:16.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything happens for a reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sx0dBbl6x6I/AAAAAAAABjo/2GxsYvFMzEU/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sx0dBbl6x6I/AAAAAAAABjo/2GxsYvFMzEU/s320/DSC00253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412514237593077666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I miss you, I love you &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;okay,many will get pretty fed-up with my post that has at least one line or a paragraph bout my darling.but i dont care :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well,i've got something random to blog about today. I've got a friend that has passed away while we were having our last trial paper,maths duting the form 5's. He got into an accident and flew off from his bike and got his head hit to the huge signboard along the roadside and flew few feets away. He has lost parts of his face and have to replace it by patching up the damages from this thigh.sad?yes,it's a very painful feeling. From that day itself,i've been reminded of on how life is so fragile and by appreciating it everyday is more than enough to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this does not happen to me only.One of my close friend,chels, experienced the same thing couple of days ago. Her friend past away due to lightning strike. Many people on earth passed away due to murdering, accidents, and etc. But lightning strike is just so rare. Among many other trees, why should it be THAT one?nobody will ever know the answer.that's life.we cannot find solutions for everything that happens to us or anyone. Thus, we have to embrace it and somehow, it will remind us on so many things. Dont try to know why and WHY does it ever happens because as the old saying goes, everything happens for a reason and I truly believe that. Everyone should try looking at the brighter side of every incidents that happen because there is where we will find wisdom and understanding and to be reminded that that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done.my condolences to Chel's friend and I truly am missing my old old friend whom's somewhere out there =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7930412621407774840?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7930412621407774840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7930412621407774840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='Everything happens for a reason'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sx0dBbl6x6I/AAAAAAAABjo/2GxsYvFMzEU/s72-c/DSC00253.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1281574709372485181</id><published>2009-12-01T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:10:24.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SxTrQETXRuI/AAAAAAAABjg/EKZFjkfKjcY/s1600/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SxTrQETXRuI/AAAAAAAABjg/EKZFjkfKjcY/s320/DSC00546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410207713644201698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Santa bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better blog now before i hilangkan my interest in posting up another post.so!i just came back from sunway pyramid.wanted to get a top from Kitschen and my grey leggings but bleh!leggings dah habis fml!I should have bought it like the last time i went to pyramid.sigh!but darling sure dont let me buy one!grrrr...&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so end up having lunch at sushi zanmai.ordered the same food and m still satisfied with it!i can have that again if there's another round of sushi zanmai soon!lolx..crazy shit but yea.right after lunch we went hunting for Crispy Creme as bro's friend wanted to try it out!again,totally awesome-fied! :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked around and came about Famous Amos.didnt end up with cookies but bought a Santa bean key chain which is like so cute ^^ fat and round just like my baby *gasp*.hahahah!i am seriously wanting to spend my money so much but having the tendency to hold it back because of the taiwan trip.gah!torturing enough =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.still feeling full.might be skipping dinner.bleh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling!i am officially missing ur belly!soso much T_T when ur back,i bet it's gonna be superb HUGE.WAHHAAHA.my moment to enjoy that fat-ish belly of his is so soon!!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SxTrPQ0BPOI/AAAAAAAABjY/_fLC_HzwpGY/s1600/DSC00540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SxTrPQ0BPOI/AAAAAAAABjY/_fLC_HzwpGY/s320/DSC00540.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410207699822525666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ah!my sayang's pek chek's face.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1281574709372485181?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1281574709372485181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1281574709372485181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-bean.html' title='Santa Bean'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SxTrQETXRuI/AAAAAAAABjg/EKZFjkfKjcY/s72-c/DSC00546.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6981197693428340961</id><published>2009-11-30T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T15:47:20.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Samsung</title><content type='html'>fine,shuddap,blog's not updated, AGAIN!i seriously do not have the "kick" to update lar.but i'll try anyways wtf.lolx..dont ask why the title.random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all,i've been reading a few people's blog and find theirs however,in a way,interesting eventho they just love to TCSS (ask me personally what is this short form and i'll tell you!but not here =P). I want my blog to be much rather lively and not just crap without common sense.whatever!lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what happens for the past one week is errrrr,cant really rmb in detail but i've work for like 6 days.the first 3 days were "like that" for me and the following 3 days was like a superb stress 24 hours thingy to me. Imagine leading your juniors like FOR THE 1ST TIME in your life to sell cameras everyday is so not easy. A leader shall not rest and have got to work harder compare to others because we have to meet our target. If leader lazy then juniors will just go toufu in just a short period. So yea,i've made it all 3 days and holla!!so happy that i can die eating at shanmuga berkeley with my juniors (one of them even drive me home and she is like 17!)fml..so memalukan can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was working hor,there's this booth that is set up to get people to apply their credit card thingy.watever. So one of the salesman came and flirt with me.basically walking up and down annoyingly infront of me like i-dont-know-how-many-times.pfffttt!then he proceed into asking for my number when I was about to go to the ladies.so no balls can!if you want then cannot come up straight and ask from me ark??!!TYPICAL boys -_- anyways,i wouldnt give him or anyone my number cause i've already got my baby.and mummy told me not to ever give strangers our contact number because...*cant rmb d* just dont give lar har!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND darling is still in Taiwan.m really missing him heaps!sometimes, I wish I can work like 24/7 everyday until the day I will reunite with him again so that I dont need to torture my small little fragile brain and heart missing him at all time T_T  great.i just rmb my roadshow ended yesterday.so sorry brain and heart, another 4 more days only the torture will be ended.gah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought cleo for month of dec and silkygirl's juicy fruity brush-on lip gloss &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what to blog d.damn random wtf i know.toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU BABY! *this is just an end note thingy ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6981197693428340961?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6981197693428340961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6981197693428340961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/11/samsung.html' title='Samsung'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8741364285093284632</id><published>2009-11-22T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:41:57.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pink rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SwlVpvXmSEI/AAAAAAAABjQ/hQKWq-g6iB0/s1600/baby_pink_rose_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SwlVpvXmSEI/AAAAAAAABjQ/hQKWq-g6iB0/s320/baby_pink_rose_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406947003213432898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a baby pink rose ring that honey bought for me =) *loving it heaps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;to all fellow humans.i know i know,i've been missing for quite some time now.i've thought long enough that i think i want to only blog bout happy moments.what bout my sad moments??err,i'll figure it out later.might be blogging it too!unconsciously.LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;anyways..life have been alright.baby &amp;amp; I are doing fine and great!recently, I shopped lots!i mean if u compare me with a shopaholic, i shop less lar. However, according to darling, I've been spending alot these days..especially after exam.oh well, cant help it!hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Life is so awesome these days though I didnt get any job,yet. darling will be leaving for Taiwan on tuesday *miss miss* and my turn would be 17th of Dec.bleh..want to shop in Taiwan but 1st of all,save money 1st!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Had a surprise burfday,like totally surprise okay,for our precious friend, Jonathan Lee Yik Wei. BOught Crispy Creme and a top from Kitschen for him. Later that night on friday, after dinner at Gasoline with the birthday boy, all of us headed to Station 1 for drinking session. I must say, I've never been to station 1 until like 2 days ago punya friday. 2 buckets of alcohol is what Jon ordered for us. Too bad, he paid!sigh..we should have spend him.aiyoo....=( hopefully he had an awesome time with us all doing funny and crazy stuff &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Almost everyday, I had my beauty sleep and m loving it!i felt much powerful and on the other note, I've felt the fats in my body is accumulating day by day. Until today, my weight has gone up and down drastically and it freaks me out. Currently, the meter on my weighting machine shows that I've put on some fatties.FML&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;and ohoh,i've got rash on my foot.double FML..sensitive skin is such a pain the in arse.like totally!dang lor.urgh!m not able to curse more.if not, sure kena from someone one!bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;and today hor, I had indian rice for lunch @ klang club. gossiped bout some guys from La Salle *yikes* and some other stuff with friends. Apart from that, true colours starts to pop out once there's political issue involved.you guys agree not?I do lor.hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I'm in love with Justin Bieber.woolala!and dresses too!lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;okay..i really dont know what to blog about already.well,this is a total random update.enjoy my fellow monkeys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I MISS YOU DARLING =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update pictures from the cam if i aint lazy.haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8741364285093284632?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8741364285093284632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8741364285093284632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/11/pink-rose.html' title='the pink rose'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SwlVpvXmSEI/AAAAAAAABjQ/hQKWq-g6iB0/s72-c/baby_pink_rose_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5757793719008648004</id><published>2009-10-01T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:06:16.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He and I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRGVIDNiZI/AAAAAAAABjI/Tp2BRteErao/s1600-h/tomoyotomoya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRGVIDNiZI/AAAAAAAABjI/Tp2BRteErao/s320/tomoyotomoya.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387508382994106770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will surely miss those time I had in the car with you.your hug,your touch and your kiss. Knowing that I've gained something and loses the other,makes my heart goes bitter. Trust me, I know it sounds stupid but I will be really really miss you much! I do not want you to know that I am sad just because I needed transport. But knowing that i wont be see-ing you everyday, it felt like I've fallen hard on the ground and there's no one there to catch or the carry me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This 2 months had been the greatest moments I've ever got with you. Being sad is part of life I guess. It will eventually happen and I didnt thought it was so fast. Time really flies. And m not satisfied with it. I cant do much but to hold on to that feeling of being able to meet you everyday and almost every night. Now I will be going home alone. I will be accompanied by buses and trains and all the gross people ever and not you!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDgKmWlVI/AAAAAAAABiw/UYzFfQhkg9o/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDgKmWlVI/AAAAAAAABiw/UYzFfQhkg9o/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387505274122048850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the bus together heading to singapore &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDffvPICI/AAAAAAAABio/xaqLsPBxKyI/s1600-h/5216_113836034536_657979536_2220881_916347_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDffvPICI/AAAAAAAABio/xaqLsPBxKyI/s320/5216_113836034536_657979536_2220881_916347_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387505262616584226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in the kitchen together holding hands tightly.never letting go &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDfIv-XeI/AAAAAAAABig/Ai4HA3L69DQ/s1600-h/8816_143672129536_657979536_2652844_4252277_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDfIv-XeI/AAAAAAAABig/Ai4HA3L69DQ/s320/8816_143672129536_657979536_2652844_4252277_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387505256445664738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in his room together &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDeitljpI/AAAAAAAABiY/4adOBNzc6Eg/s1600-h/n657979536_1603832_6765998.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDeitljpI/AAAAAAAABiY/4adOBNzc6Eg/s320/n657979536_1603832_6765998.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387505246235102866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;20th birthday with him together @ look-out-point &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Best birthday ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant seem to miss a sight of him.it will drive me crazy tho it's more than a year already. It still felt so fresh. If you love a person, going through a daily routine that might be boring or not, does not matter because time doesnt show how much you felt for that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Poey Shao-Hui.&lt;br /&gt;Always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDeL7XsbI/AAAAAAAABiQ/6co0z95bsxQ/s1600-h/8816_157831214536_657979536_2809989_4389236_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRDeL7XsbI/AAAAAAAABiQ/6co0z95bsxQ/s320/8816_157831214536_657979536_2809989_4389236_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387505240118899122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@ sungkai hot spring together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5757793719008648004?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5757793719008648004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5757793719008648004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/09/he-and-i.html' title='He and I'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SsRGVIDNiZI/AAAAAAAABjI/Tp2BRteErao/s72-c/tomoyotomoya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1710935247401800804</id><published>2009-09-15T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:22:00.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After so long =)</title><content type='html'>hello people!!i know i know that I've not updated my blog for a centuries of years. Dont be sad, I was abit lazy to update it.hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After reading chel's blog, if my darling wants to buy me a mobile phone, i will straight away nod my head saying yes i want all the way.LOL..but like how chel's put it this way, his money is also my money, spending on something so expensive of me will somehow put me in a very guilty situation where after purchasing that something, regretness will overtake me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sq-iMS3HKFI/AAAAAAAABiI/c4xZqRbeU7A/s1600-h/DSC00444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sq-iMS3HKFI/AAAAAAAABiI/c4xZqRbeU7A/s320/DSC00444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381698411836155986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my personal financial manager x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans need are not easily satisfied no matter if we had the whole world. We want this, we want that, and it will never stop. I used to be a very impulse shopper. I see cheap things and nice, it would be definitely a bag of something carried by me when i reach home. Basically, it is a very very bad habit. Somehow, as i grew older (day by day ok!), i realized that controlling money is so not bloody easy and i need help at doing it. These days, I seldom spend my money on clothes or other unnessary stuff. Only once in a blue moon, I will of course, spend some money lar. But not until like a huge bom. Maximum also 100 bucks. That also will kena tegur from darling one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like as of what chels says too, my darling will "splash lots of pail or even a tank of cold water" when I wanna get something luxurious. For an example, a compact camera. Shoes too!!! and clothes!!tho these stuff are not THAT luxurious. But he has his purpose. And i really do appreciate it lots. Without darling, I will soon be a broke ass saving money and eat bread everyday.lolx..no offense chels =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I must learn how to control my financial status already. If not, sure gonna be pokai one day T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I miss everyone so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1710935247401800804?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1710935247401800804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1710935247401800804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/09/after-so-long.html' title='After so long =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sq-iMS3HKFI/AAAAAAAABiI/c4xZqRbeU7A/s72-c/DSC00444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7852199921377738075</id><published>2009-08-29T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T18:40:57.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sail' on aight!</title><content type='html'>Life hasnt been very exciting for me. No matter how HARD I wanna try to make it look and feel good, some people just ought to destroy it. Maybe that some people has already sailed far far away without realizing what damages that had been done to people whom cherish them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish act or no?you tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is not a need,wait no. If there isnt a will to hit the road to reach an objective, why bother wasting the fuel, energy, and man power? Maybe this is what they called,life. People's life evolving so fast that some dont even noticed it. Or in some case like mine, I dont understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it isnt some people's fault but it would be their fault if selection of crews is based on fun, aint boring characteristic people. That, would be pathetic and a very disgusting thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.I rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7852199921377738075?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7852199921377738075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7852199921377738075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/08/sail-on-aight.html' title='Sail&apos; on aight!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1354823803031706716</id><published>2009-08-12T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T18:17:09.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoKVx8g4TCI/AAAAAAAABiA/-qhpDd66e-4/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoKVx8g4TCI/AAAAAAAABiA/-qhpDd66e-4/s320/DSC00381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369018391069215778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LOVE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;is like chocolates.&lt;br /&gt;that's how life should be.&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of bitterness, there's always the sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1354823803031706716?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1354823803031706716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1354823803031706716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/08/chocolates.html' title='Chocolates'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoKVx8g4TCI/AAAAAAAABiA/-qhpDd66e-4/s72-c/DSC00381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5966042445029674718</id><published>2009-08-11T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T12:31:23.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue all the way!</title><content type='html'>WHAT THE CRAPPPPP!!!! I've accidentally deleted all the pics that has been taken a few days ago T_T &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;*imagine sunohara's face after got kicked by tomoyo -_-*&lt;/span&gt; damn it can.that's my face right now.soo damn pissed off&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; larrr&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pssstt, the anime I'm currently watching is Clannad.geng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGNiX84zvI/AAAAAAAABhY/aOwCMh86ptw/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGNiX84zvI/AAAAAAAABhY/aOwCMh86ptw/s320/DSC00372.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368727852486807282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Brown and Golden horse ^^&lt;br /&gt;one word to describe it : Classy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures that I wanted to post up are the ones that baby and I were wearing mask while camwhoring together at a clinic T_T so romantic ok!sigh..wasted sial. And the pictures of the accident also accidently deleted off jor wtm.cis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGNjMlM02I/AAAAAAAABho/Y7dYo8xFecY/s1600-h/DSC00375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGNjMlM02I/AAAAAAAABho/Y7dYo8xFecY/s320/DSC00375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368727866614535010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh so T_T Polo Ralph Lauren blue top without flash = ugly + blur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz..forget it le ba.cannot get it back d.double sigh.stupid clumsy finger go and press the "delete" button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGNjzYklPI/AAAAAAAABhw/DukLW8wf0g0/s1600-h/DSC00380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGNjzYklPI/AAAAAAAABhw/DukLW8wf0g0/s320/DSC00380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368727877030548722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With flash = Awesome ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I know I've not been updating my blog often. Not many people reading it also i guess.bah! These few days, darling is not feeling well. Same goes to me. Mummy said the reason why I was feeling tired and have got a sudden massive headache while I AM ASLEEP is because I was too stress about alot of things. One of them is darling. I've been worrying if his sickness got worst and we have to go for H1N1 test T_T it's scary alrite.aint no fun at all. I feel like a mother slash wife already -_-''' he must be liking it.hahahaha ^^ and besides that, I've been also stressing out on uni stuff. sigh, 3rd week itself already full with deadlines and shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGOKj7mkXI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZCsgppdwGYc/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGOKj7mkXI/AAAAAAAABh4/ZCsgppdwGYc/s320/DSC00373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368728542897410418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favourite and preferred brand, the name is there lar.see for yourself :D&lt;br /&gt;and it's VINTAGE!!!!wooottttt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*brand like Polo is way better than F21*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i HATE thiefs ALOT!!dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5966042445029674718?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5966042445029674718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5966042445029674718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/08/blue-all-way.html' title='Blue all the way!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SoGNiX84zvI/AAAAAAAABhY/aOwCMh86ptw/s72-c/DSC00372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7801178631771134900</id><published>2009-08-08T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:09:42.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocktail</title><content type='html'>Cocktail = mixture of everything in one post.teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OHH M GEEE!! I is so happy today despite the fact that my muscle aching and sweats while walking around Sunway Pyramid almost 3 hours long! I've finally found THE dress that suits my taste.woot! happy till can stare at my dress for a very long time -_-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnxnvjYehlI/AAAAAAAABhA/zRDy70W93sY/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnxnvjYehlI/AAAAAAAABhA/zRDy70W93sY/s320/DSC00341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367278922568205906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;nahh!this one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I kinda did stare at it, but for like a couple of minutes. Or else darling would think that I'm insane 0.0 and ohoh, thank you chels for accompanying me today. Dang! she walked damn fast lor.lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and darling, thank you for buying me the dress on behalf on your aunt.hahahaha!love you :p glad you like the dress too!mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, chels and I had J.Co while walking around =) now, i dont really know who copied who. As in J.Co copied Big Apple or vice versa. What happened to copyrights these days arr?!lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnxnwcxMNFI/AAAAAAAABhI/IRAz2Ed3Cqw/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnxnwcxMNFI/AAAAAAAABhI/IRAz2Ed3Cqw/s320/DSC00343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367278937972683858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one is the real ones? J.Co or Big Apple 0.o&lt;br /&gt;AH!who cares.lolx..but I prefer J.Cos' because it seems to have more "liu"&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've received 2 msges from 2 diff people that kinda make me happy lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all is darling. Sending me an offline msg.It is so sweet of you ^^ it put a big smile on my face after I've read it :D see see :D:D:D:D:D =)=)=)=)=) and yes!!i am so superb happy when I see it.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, this one I got abit kena shocked..&lt;br /&gt;Jon : Beat..I miss u so much, u know? U and Shao Hui fight again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my expression changed to 0.0 then this one -_- LMAO. Then after that, I've found out, that chels was the dalang behind this msg.hahahhaa..kinky woman. and psssttt, we didnt fight everyday larr.But once a while is good.so we can meow meow everytime.ROFL -_- so not funny xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had McFlurry today!!!wooooo~! fat d wtm.gahh! and oh crz, it's ok if u cant make it today ^^ no worries babe :p i cant reply u coz my sms thingy got prob.dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilovemydressilovemydressilovemydressilovemydressilovemydress&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnxnwiqsdBI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FviqlvPXQd8/s1600-h/DSC00330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnxnwiqsdBI/AAAAAAAABhQ/FviqlvPXQd8/s320/DSC00330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367278939556049938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ilovemydressilovemydressilovemydressilovemydress!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*stares at dress*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7801178631771134900?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7801178631771134900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7801178631771134900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/08/cocktail.html' title='Cocktail'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnxnvjYehlI/AAAAAAAABhA/zRDy70W93sY/s72-c/DSC00341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7210426082662880574</id><published>2009-08-05T16:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:04:52.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;that song remind me that life is short that I might be gone tomorrow but yet, I did not live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;I can make that picture come true but I always screw it up to the max.&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7210426082662880574?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7210426082662880574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7210426082662880574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/08/fml.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8250095600096428580</id><published>2009-08-03T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:58:50.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Soul</title><content type='html'>sigh...i really dont know what to say or to think. See-ing him like this everyday, 4 days a week, it really speared through my heart to be in that situation. I'm considered lucky enough just to have him. But what bout him? is he lucky just to have me? sigh...i dont know =( i've created so many endless problems for him and yet, he just did stuff to make me happy, to have a smile on my face. Regardless for what he had done, I am really grateful and I really do appreciate him. But, broken hearted of mine tend to rise everytime I spotted him being exhausted just to fetch me home everday without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearted....is what I'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you darling. Not because only you've done so much for me, but the undying love of yours towards me. Thank you for loving me =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8250095600096428580?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8250095600096428580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8250095600096428580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-soul.html' title='My Soul'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5487699673338211662</id><published>2009-08-01T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:17:15.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Talking Time</title><content type='html'>sorry fellow monkeys, and my beloved blog, moi these days got no inspiration to type out any shit. Oh well, I shall let some random pictures do the TALKING.wahahaha..pictures paint a thousand words mar.no meh...good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqP5C90aI/AAAAAAAABgM/RJpUzay6_MA/s1600-h/DSC00332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqP5C90aI/AAAAAAAABgM/RJpUzay6_MA/s320/DSC00332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364889139860591010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabasco sauce from Marco's Pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My all time favourite spice sauce ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQ4lgvNI/AAAAAAAABgk/ULzA8LiHlIY/s1600-h/DSC00326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQ4lgvNI/AAAAAAAABgk/ULzA8LiHlIY/s320/DSC00326.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364889156916919506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, my plaster. What a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQRfrjWI/AAAAAAAABgc/jxe3lheRsmc/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQRfrjWI/AAAAAAAABgc/jxe3lheRsmc/s320/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364889146423479650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My blog is aint as bright as the brightness of the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQ3p42gI/AAAAAAAABgs/_d8IiFxDFqo/s1600-h/6132_101056203239742_100000060888385_28463_3027015_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQ3p42gI/AAAAAAAABgs/_d8IiFxDFqo/s320/6132_101056203239742_100000060888385_28463_3027015_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364889156666841602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress that I'm interested in buying. 39 bucks ok!lol&lt;br /&gt;Wonder will i look hot in the dress with my boot or not.ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQBul4aI/AAAAAAAABgU/iCbHXYxZSNQ/s1600-h/DSC00331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqQBul4aI/AAAAAAAABgU/iCbHXYxZSNQ/s320/DSC00331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364889142191055266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!finally, the T_T fat me.i need to loose weight already.&lt;br /&gt;shit larrrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5487699673338211662?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5487699673338211662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5487699673338211662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures-talking-time.html' title='Pictures Talking Time'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SnPqP5C90aI/AAAAAAAABgM/RJpUzay6_MA/s72-c/DSC00332.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8857406773968743260</id><published>2009-07-31T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:51:43.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life has been fucked upside down and inside out by my parents. damn it! fuck my bloody fucking leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fucked. leave me alone. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8857406773968743260?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8857406773968743260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8857406773968743260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life-has-been-fucked-upside-down-and.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6494033020503111762</id><published>2009-07-29T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:30:08.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are....</title><content type='html'>I would hug you even you dont smell good when you sweat.&lt;br /&gt;I would kiss you tho your mouth taste like durian.&lt;br /&gt;I will always smile when you say I love you.&lt;br /&gt;You are my darling no matter what =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,stomach pain now.wanna go toilet ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6494033020503111762?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6494033020503111762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6494033020503111762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-are.html' title='you are....'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1169627676358733274</id><published>2009-07-25T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T19:33:49.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahh.laugh larrr</title><content type='html'>I dont know why but somehow i'm feeling superb uncomfortable right now. It's like I'm really really tired and I could just fall asleep for hours. My head's heavy but no, there's no headache. Stomach is making me uncomfortable as well. It's as if it is killing the walls of my stomach with asid after I took the antibiotic before meals. Well, that's why the pharmacist prescribed me. "Eat your antibiotic before meal, 2 biji 3 times a day".  And now, it makes me wanna cry because it's so torturing. What a fool can! I am so gonna ignore what the pharmacist said and continue my medication after meals! gahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ohoh, my monkeys came yesterday.hahahha! my adorable friends I mean ^^ we went mamak and well, eat until that we're about to burst at anytime @@ Thanks to Jon who actually spent us all =) *aiya,should have ordered more* hahahha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that hor!!! AFTER THAT!!!goodness, we just had to watch this Thai horror movie entitled Coming Soon -_-lolx. dahlah off my room light until so dark, I then screamed the hell out for numerous of time T_T but but but, these monkeys still insist then we finish watching it. Oh dear, I tell you, before I sleep, I even think about it man. Like ZOMG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I couldnt ask for more friends when I've got you guys already. I cant find another better guy like my darling too! hehe..I love you monkeyssssss.xoxo!!mwah!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1169627676358733274?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1169627676358733274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1169627676358733274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/hahahahhlaugh-larrr.html' title='hahahahh.laugh larrr'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6158282354538712924</id><published>2009-07-24T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T14:07:35.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cradled Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmlO9WP9SgI/AAAAAAAABgE/VdO33fjAsus/s1600-h/cradle-bed-okooko.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmlO9WP9SgI/AAAAAAAABgE/VdO33fjAsus/s320/cradle-bed-okooko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361903647212784130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the playlist in my blog, it brought me into deeper thoughts of so many things. It drowns me into a very deep blue sea. Every note that the music plays, reminded me of the feeling of being happy, sad, depressed and joy. I could imagine myself sitting on a chair and playing these songs over and over again in a very huge room. Just the piano and I. It gave me a very soothing sensation that comes with a peaceful mind. Oh m not gonna change the music in my playlist very soon. When I've had a sleepless night, these babies are the one who pushes my cradle until I fall asleep. You know, I've longed to have this kinda feeling and I'm glad that when I'm listening to these songs, I've finally found it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you darling.muacks!! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6158282354538712924?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6158282354538712924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6158282354538712924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/cradled-me.html' title='Cradled Me'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmlO9WP9SgI/AAAAAAAABgE/VdO33fjAsus/s72-c/cradle-bed-okooko.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5501752191065411906</id><published>2009-07-21T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:02:23.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm part of Trasformers, Technically xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here is what I will be wearing for another 6 weeks. Yes, it is heavy and square-ish. This, look so much like a transformer's foot. But well,mine can be taken off at anytime I want when I'm not walking around shooting bullets into someone's brain.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me introduce you to my new boot. The Venture Air Walker that cost about RM 389 *gasp*. My parents have to buy this for me as there are no other choice. I cant be wearing the plaster or the other option which is fiberglass as I've got a superb allergy skin.So, no plaster or fiberglass! For the past one week of wearing the plaster, guess what, I've got back my rash again that produced some kinda liquid when you scratch it. When the liquid is spread or rub on any part of your body, that area will be itchy and you'll get rash on that area too.dang right?oh yes. I've gone thru once in high school but I aint wanna go thru it NOW! But basically, my skin is getting better already as I apply the skin area with yellow lotion known as iodin and some antibiotic cream with lastly, powder ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmWKi24YzcI/AAAAAAAABf4/QwVJiDiBGTY/s1600-h/bregventureair1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 248px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmWKi24YzcI/AAAAAAAABf4/QwVJiDiBGTY/s320/bregventureair1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360843262906650050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the boot, it has one later of air bag pumped with air to hold on to the ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmWKieoP_RI/AAAAAAAABfw/EmMCemw0gUY/s1600-h/Breg_Aircast2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmWKieoP_RI/AAAAAAAABfw/EmMCemw0gUY/s320/Breg_Aircast2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360843256396512530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, this is how the whole thingy look like.&lt;br /&gt;No worries, you're gonna see it with your own eyes when my semester reopen =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope for a fast recovery ^^&lt;br /&gt;toodles peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5501752191065411906?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5501752191065411906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5501752191065411906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-part-of-trasformers-technically-xd.html' title='I&apos;m part of Trasformers, Technically xD'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmWKi24YzcI/AAAAAAAABf4/QwVJiDiBGTY/s72-c/bregventureair1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5583835865809705066</id><published>2009-07-19T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:34:11.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLaP9L5--I/AAAAAAAABfo/rWDYTauN1cY/s1600-h/hyena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLaP9L5--I/AAAAAAAABfo/rWDYTauN1cY/s320/hyena.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360086474181704674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Hyenas because when they do their "laughing" sound, it makes me laugh even louder. And of course, it looks weird when they "laugh" rofl. You'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyenas live in a female dominated society and they are the most masculine females in the animal kingdom. They have very high levels of hormones that are usually found in the males. And hor, this is the best part I tell you.LOL.. many female hyenas have &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;enlarged clitoris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, to the point of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;looking like a penis&lt;/span&gt; -_-. My goodness!! The female hyena urinates, mates and gives birth through this modified clitoris (it is inverted for mating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys, interested??bahahahhaha xD messing :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5583835865809705066?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5583835865809705066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5583835865809705066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/hyena.html' title='Hyena'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLaP9L5--I/AAAAAAAABfo/rWDYTauN1cY/s72-c/hyena.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6776226885408862529</id><published>2009-07-19T15:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:04:15.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fish in your penis</title><content type='html'>Seriously people, remember this everytime okay when you head to rivers or waterfall areas, DO NOT!! I repeat DO NOT PEE in the water as our dear little friend is attracted by the urine smell and thus, crawls into your penis or vagina. It however, may insert itself to your private part and uses its mouth for feeding by sucking the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh wait wait!!for females right,i THINK we got a solution. WEAR a pad.hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;for male lerh,hmmm,wear a plastic thingy where baseball players have to wear it to protect their penis one.nehh.the white colour thingy. It might help.LOL.or wear superb tight swimming trunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION : removal of this dear little friend is very hard and if it is not treated, you can bid farewell to your pet pet or kukubird d. *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of a Candiru fish aka toothpick fish, the most feared fish in rivers (only freshwater hor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLTSzSrvCI/AAAAAAAABfg/G-fnsJKs9Gc/s1600-h/candiru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLTSzSrvCI/AAAAAAAABfg/G-fnsJKs9Gc/s320/candiru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360078826483989538" 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/5276772704519278304-6776226885408862529?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6776226885408862529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6776226885408862529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/fish-in-your-penis.html' title='Fish in your penis'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLTSzSrvCI/AAAAAAAABfg/G-fnsJKs9Gc/s72-c/candiru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7335759422919955110</id><published>2009-07-19T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:38:53.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ear Creature</title><content type='html'>WARNING : NOT FOR A FAINT HEARTED PERSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People!!Have you ever heard of a creature that is dark and long and flat on both sides which crawls into your ears and lay &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and build tunnel in your ear?? *goosebump* &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; it has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt; penises!! The other penis is just for incase if the other snap off.goodness gracious!!I can faint by just typing this post @@ disgusting larrrrrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of an EARWIG *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLNCEIBoAI/AAAAAAAABfY/SouESFf74s0/s1600-h/euro_earwigs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLNCEIBoAI/AAAAAAAABfY/SouESFf74s0/s320/euro_earwigs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360071941875146754" 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/5276772704519278304-7335759422919955110?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7335759422919955110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7335759422919955110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/ear-creature.html' title='Ear Creature'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmLNCEIBoAI/AAAAAAAABfY/SouESFf74s0/s72-c/euro_earwigs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-9013966743599280298</id><published>2009-07-19T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T01:17:20.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if I wasnt selfish. IT would not had happened at all. i am sorry...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-9013966743599280298?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/9013966743599280298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/9013966743599280298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-wasnt-selfish.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6965123421062425020</id><published>2009-07-18T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T19:42:47.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More than that =)</title><content type='html'>I regret having this injury. Nevertheless, it has taught me so many things regarding bout life. Technically, I was giving up on the 2nd day I had the cement on. But I learnt that giving up is not gonna get me anywhere. Now, I felt so much better bout having a cemented leg despite that I feel trapped. That's all! Soon,it will recover and I will be able to walk again. As I am outside of my house,being able to see children or anyone that is able to walk and run,somehow made me feel jeolous and I've juz gotta appreciate what I've got now. Which is a pair of perfect legs!! Imagining adults and especially kids who doesnt have a pair of  legs, make me feel what I am feeling on the 2nd day of cemented leg is NOTHING at all compare to these imperfect or legless people. True enough, I've gained more experieced for having my leg injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I too, knew who will be there for me during my injury and who's not. When I was injured, these people came to me asking how I felt and all. That I have to put my leg this position that position to lessen the swell. Thank you tho. But after that, it's news-less. Nobody actually cares but only 1 of them. He asked me how did my ankle went in msn for so many times and you know what, I'm grateful for having such friend. Someone that I can place my trust on. Unlike others, they just care for what's happening in the present.Not future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for my parents, oh well, I kena lecturing of course, until today it lasted. It's gonna continue until i'm able to walk again.gah!! On the other hand, I'm thankful too for having Brendan who help me out most of the time. Carrying my lappy for me up and down everyday. Getting me a glass of water. Keeping the clothes that I've folded. He was there for me when my ankle went kejang and massage my leg for me. He practically is my legs for now. He is such a giver and never ask anything in return. And I felt really lucky to have such brother. So in return, I never hesitate to allow him to use my lappy whenever he wants when he finished up his homework, because my mum forbid him from touching the pc as his exam is near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, has been there for me mentally throughout the 1st four days of my cemented leg. Until yesterday, he practically does everything for me when he's here to accompany me. I dont think I could ask for more than what I've got now. This injury made me realized so many things that I didnt before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall sign off now.toodles everyone!and have a great saturday ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6965123421062425020?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6965123421062425020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6965123421062425020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-regret-having-this-injury.html' title='More than that =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-702569133215448281</id><published>2009-07-17T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T23:34:13.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paint My Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmCVR1leUxI/AAAAAAAABfI/XJ5u8qO2fwE/s1600-h/DSC00237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmCVR1leUxI/AAAAAAAABfI/XJ5u8qO2fwE/s320/DSC00237.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359447690245460754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ARE real =)&lt;br /&gt;*juz look at the picture and move on to the reading ok!and dont laugh!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come here, COME HERE!!I tell you hor!!open your big fat ears and listen okay!!listen hor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually messing with you juz now geh.Isnt it obvious?if it's not,i'm really then, A GOOD ACTRESS &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LARRRR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER THINK THAT YOU ARE FAKE.same goes to YOUR LOVE!!like seriously,never lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU BETTER BLOODY REMEMBER THAT OKAY!! if not i'll slap you upside down and gong ur head against mine.hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmCViAm6aYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/hzR-01STnWA/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmCViAm6aYI/AAAAAAAABfQ/hzR-01STnWA/s320/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359447968082192770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I've been a good girl. I ate the bitter guard that you scooped for me today eventho I hate it.see,SO good right?? I think I should be praise lor xD blek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hoi!!you owed me my 5 bucks wey!!gimme back or i chop off some parts of your body!!lolx..OR i'll keep bugging you for my ice-cream.wooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and darl,thanks for coming down today to take care of moi.love it!!muacksie ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-702569133215448281?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/702569133215448281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/702569133215448281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/paint-my-love.html' title='Paint My Love'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SmCVR1leUxI/AAAAAAAABfI/XJ5u8qO2fwE/s72-c/DSC00237.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2549577723826506739</id><published>2009-07-16T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:54:31.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>Day 4 and still, *breathe in* *breath out*, alive -_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,today is superb unproductive. Where else the rest is having fun and basically, their life is so happening. Afraid not!my life is too happening. Let me tell you guys what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up,oooo, I've washed my hair 1st and it bloody felt so good can ^^ hmm,besides that, bathed my dog in the sink.oh yes,in the sink and I've got myself wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........,basically nothing much really happened. The rest of the time I used up to watch tv or sleep.haiz,bloody pathetic.bah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess Harry Potter this year would be watched at home T_T screw it,anything lar. M looking forward for 31st this month cause I is going to visit BR.woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have now is my doggie to accompany me.and he smelled good!!hahahaha..my boy xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of yea who's watching HP tonight, have fun hor!!and please, dont be a movie spoiler alrite.LOL&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2549577723826506739?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2549577723826506739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2549577723826506739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4587901703005774418</id><published>2009-07-15T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:57:16.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guide to survivor for cemented leg.</title><content type='html'>Allright people!I know I've been MIA for well,few days because of some breakdown.haha!nahh,kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,I've got a cemented leg dued to some bone fractured on my right toe because of playing sports. Basically,it's juz a fracture but it can pretty serious if you dont take care of it. The 1st doctor that I went to, have to seek another doctor to confirm what's wrong with my ankle and she bloody told me that my toe is broken. FAIL!! like seriously,BROKEN AND FRACTURE is different lar okay.omgsh!she gave me a heart attack and i juz went gaga.stupid woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, I've survived the first 3 days with my cemented leg.hopefully I can pull it off for another like 11 days wtm.shit man!crutches for one bloody month.damn it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,let me tell how I survived these 3 days.and i'm already half dead.bah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the morning everyday, I hop to the toilet and clean myself up.NOTE : I cannot bathe or else i'll wet the cement and my leg will get bloody itchy as it is already a little T_T.. I used a small hankerchief and soak it in the sink. Pour some body shampoo it in. AWW,it smells good! then, take up the hankerchief and squeeze. DO NOT squeeze until dry dry lar. later cannot clean the body one. After you wipe all parts of your body,use the same hankerchief and rinse it in a clean water then clean your whole body lor.ARGH!!damn sanfu okay! T_T nvm,then after that hor,wipe your body dry with a towel. Apply some fragrance powder on your whole body so that it smells good *smell ownself*. And TADAA!!you are clean!!plus if you wanna wash your hair, wash it in a sink.much easier and clean too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smell ownself again* *faints* *I smell good T_T* ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea,3 days and still counting.hopefully after 2 weeks, I dont need to wear cemented plaster. It's heavy and itchy and no signature yet.hahahahaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living like this is aint easy. It's not hard but it is surely very troublesome.Hopping around hurts my left leg alot as it is carrying my body weight. Well, at least I've learnt my lesson on what to put as my priority. Though I know this kinda accident is unpredictable but well, the cause can be avoided certainly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you darling.muaxx!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4587901703005774418?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4587901703005774418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4587901703005774418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/guide-to-survivor-for-cemented-leg.html' title='Guide to survivor for cemented leg.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2264577049322528927</id><published>2009-07-13T03:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:07:12.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stick with you</title><content type='html'>you said you're gonna call.I thought you're gonna call....&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*waiting*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint sleeping yet because I was waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.at last,goodnight....with love =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;currently superb in love with Pussycat Dolls - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stickwitu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;current mobile status - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;creditless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : to guest, I love you too ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Edit&lt;/span&gt;: yay!!darling called me.I IS SO HAPPY CAN  :D but i was already half asleep jor.nahh,it still counts.muaxxie!and lovey u.hhehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other note,shit man,i'm going for a x-ray in a few moment.dang! this is aint getting better at all. I'm seriously terrified. Hopefully it's juz a norm swell and i'll be very thankful.&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/5276772704519278304-2264577049322528927?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2264577049322528927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2264577049322528927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/stick-with-you.html' title='Stick with you'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6250334744405325697</id><published>2009-07-12T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T14:22:25.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me wanna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlmAo_YSRVI/AAAAAAAABfA/vLOwtDQANSs/s1600-h/4814_109021373112_769018112_2075178_3074213_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlmAo_YSRVI/AAAAAAAABfA/vLOwtDQANSs/s320/4814_109021373112_769018112_2075178_3074213_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357454673430332754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute girl, Dino &amp;amp; Will Ferrer in action *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His strong firmed hands wrapped around me = let me feel so secured.&lt;br /&gt;His beautiful lips = makes me fall into his arms over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;His smell = draws me closer to him everyday.&lt;br /&gt;His laughter = makes me laugh even louder everytime.&lt;br /&gt;His touch = makes me feel so warm and cosy.&lt;br /&gt;His stubborn-ness = makes me go -_- at all the time.&lt;br /&gt;His love = let me feel so loved.&lt;br /&gt;His strictness = always make me go =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know what to blog about now.hahahaha.this is a totally random post can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : I FREAKING HATE USING CRUTCHES.FELL DUNNO HOW MANY TIMES ALREADY.HMHP!! @@ so pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6250334744405325697?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6250334744405325697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6250334744405325697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-make-me-wanna.html' title='You make me wanna'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlmAo_YSRVI/AAAAAAAABfA/vLOwtDQANSs/s72-c/4814_109021373112_769018112_2075178_3074213_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8761588858661323746</id><published>2009-07-10T19:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:33:49.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit happens.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Allright. I'm not gonna post a very long post that will bored all of you off but well,this is what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Thursday, was my training session for my up coming competition on saturday which is, TOMORROW!!yay!!!BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, I've injured myself badly. Oh yeas, I've sprained my right ankle. Usually after my ankle is sprained, I am still able to set foot on the ground which is quite okay. This time, it's a disaster. Setting my foot on the ground nearly throw me off again. The pain is awfully painful and since then, I've been hopping around with one foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 2 person who helped me out will not,however, read this blog of mine. I was so thankful for having these people there at that time =) one carried me out from the court and the other one was rubbing my ankle with counter pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How i wished my darling is there for me at that time  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o basically this is what happened lor. Got home and kena lecture from parents with all their nonsense scolding. Watever lar,then I went and bathe. After that, dad urut for me. Went to bed,chat with darling. And played online puzzle,then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today lerh, dad came home and fetch me go and urut my leg and gahh!!when the uncle realocate my vein.gosh!damn!I tell you it hurt like shit and I cried after that. Now my precious feet is wrapped with bandage that's filled with chinese herbs and the smell!goodness gracious.LOL. Darling is getting me his bro's crutches so I can walk instead of hopping.damn bloody tiring one okay. That's practically all that I feel like writing for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!mosquitos are so bitchy these days. damn you mosquitoes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;DAMN YOUUUUU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8761588858661323746?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8761588858661323746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8761588858661323746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/shit-happens.html' title='Shit happens.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-327149381707019982</id><published>2009-07-07T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:01:54.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haagan Daaz Fondue anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlL7rnUf7YI/AAAAAAAABe4/sHoY-tX_dls/s1600-h/ice+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlL7rnUf7YI/AAAAAAAABe4/sHoY-tX_dls/s320/ice+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355619633604849026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone's up for this next month?&lt;br /&gt;Let me know aight =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ice-creamers&lt;br /&gt;1. Jon&lt;br /&gt;2. Bea&lt;br /&gt;3. Chels&lt;br /&gt;4. crz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-327149381707019982?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/327149381707019982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/327149381707019982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/haagan-daaz-fondue-anyone.html' title='Haagan Daaz Fondue anyone?'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlL7rnUf7YI/AAAAAAAABe4/sHoY-tX_dls/s72-c/ice+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-9003082758788019392</id><published>2009-07-07T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T14:06:14.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry about yesterday :/ I know that I shouldnt be like that for no relevant reason. It's so childish and immature and silly and stupid. My actions had made you sad and I apologize for that. Sometimes, I also know that I've been too much and you have to bare the consequences. Trying to avoid your replies on msn is something I regretted doing and I am truly sorry. Besides that, I know you were trying hard,so hard to make things better but I was just too stubborn to go with it and it aches my heart to know what I've done is just plain ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you are still asleep at this moment. But I want you to know that I love you. Whatever stuff that I did to you that hurt you the most, I didnt want to do it purposely one. Still, it was my naive thinking that got into me. Totolly regretted it to the max jor T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are just too good to me. Trying to fix my mistakes for a million of times and I appreciate it!or even better, i'm loving it. You are the best damn thing that ever happened to me. I hearts you one lor! and i'm sorry for giving so many countless problems over and over again and you have to just deal with it because you love me.huhu T_T sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know at the end of the day, you're still the one I run to, the one that I belong to, you're still the one I want, FOR LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you heaps!xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-9003082758788019392?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/9003082758788019392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/9003082758788019392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-115556720165351415</id><published>2009-07-06T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:29:55.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ladies, read this =)</title><content type='html'>okay!I would like to discuss a topic about raping in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you know, often, raping can be between father and daughter, stranger and a female or any type of relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know that, there is also a raping case that involves husband and wife?yes, it is so true. As I was watching Oprah moments ago, which topic is about husbands raping people that they love most, your wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your wife says NO she doesnt want to have sexual intercourse, a husband is bound to listen to it. Basically obey to it. Even though both parties are legally married, the wife is still able to file a police report if the husband forces his own wife to have sex with him if it is against her will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the wife does not give in, the husband will do all sort of things to manipulate the wife into getting in her pants. Again, if the wife still reject the husband, and he uses force to actually have sex with the wife. Ladies, this is already considered a RAPING case. Please note this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the husband and men out there, you shall respect your wife no matter what. It does not meant that when she is married to you, you are able to do what ever you want on her. When your wife says NO it meant NO and you shall not go against her will. Such acts can be charged or sue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies, if you want to know more about WIFE RAPE and how does it differ from other rape victims, check out this website alrite =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.musc.edu/vawprevention/research/wiferape.shtml&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-115556720165351415?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/115556720165351415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/115556720165351415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/ladies-read-this.html' title='Ladies, read this =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3617258435801617969</id><published>2009-07-06T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:12:55.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Him &amp; Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlDe2U4gnEI/AAAAAAAABeY/4j2FUiWZF5k/s1600-h/beats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlDe2U4gnEI/AAAAAAAABeY/4j2FUiWZF5k/s320/beats.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355024981843549250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say it best, when you say nothing at all =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psssttt,dont I somehow look thinner in this picture?hehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;picture's text courtesy of tz.thanks babe ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3617258435801617969?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3617258435801617969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3617258435801617969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/him-her.html' title='Him &amp; Her'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SlDe2U4gnEI/AAAAAAAABeY/4j2FUiWZF5k/s72-c/beats.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2939837604062803738</id><published>2009-07-03T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:25:24.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocktail</title><content type='html'>I guess there will be fewer readers for my tumblr because it's still so new so I guess I would just blog it out here if it's interesting. PLEASE READ MY TUMBLR LARRR t_t will still update there.hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways,it was because of early chat with chelsey that made my day oh-so-lovely. Seriously, I do not know why I laughed so much today.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sk2-rRnJ-dI/AAAAAAAABeA/D78ca7xvXvA/s1600-h/msnconvo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sk2-rRnJ-dI/AAAAAAAABeA/D78ca7xvXvA/s320/msnconvo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354145182684674514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The conversation basically crack my arse so hard that I'll die or drop from the bed due to over dose of laughing and cracking.nyahahahhaha xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello,it's a single bed okay,not queen so of coz I can fall from it =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;On the other hand, SLUMBER-ING SESSION *basically I copy and paste from tumblr to blogger one*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Goodness. The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strike style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;big fat lazy arse&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; handsome prince of mine is still in his slumber. Everyday also sleep till bout 3pm -_- no good one ahh!! People already “morning sunshine” and “morning sunflower” d and yet, my prince is still curling up in his slumber.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess it was the laughing gas this morning at 4am with him. Just out of sudden, I was laughing hard and it was so contagious that he laughed even louder than me.hahahha&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Then we wished each other goodnight and gave kisses and mushi-mushi then KONG.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;And i laughed like a cute &lt;strike&gt;hyena&lt;/strike&gt; princess,like always.LOL&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TO ADD ON, my beloved babe,chelsey is officially in love with MJ. too late d can?hahaha,but it's alrite, at least he's still alive through all of his songs in our very hearts =)&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/5276772704519278304-2939837604062803738?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2939837604062803738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2939837604062803738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/cocktail.html' title='Cocktail'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sk2-rRnJ-dI/AAAAAAAABeA/D78ca7xvXvA/s72-c/msnconvo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3656920839419034851</id><published>2009-07-02T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T14:01:55.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Especially for You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkxEISmctlI/AAAAAAAABdo/jdQUhE8Sd5A/s1600-h/Together.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkxEISmctlI/AAAAAAAABdo/jdQUhE8Sd5A/s320/Together.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353728966259422802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially for You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely from my heart =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i've gave you alot of trouble throughout the past one year. Nevertheless, you have been there for me through the ups and downs. Practically guiding me in our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt that a perfect relationship will only be perfect if there's arguments, tears, laughter, smile, sadness, and fights. Well, too of often of having these spices also not good. But, all these spices have brought us closer everytime and i'm happy. Plus, controlling too! ^^ If you are in a sweet relationship that has less of these spices, it's okay. You are normal =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;As I know, you has never gave up on me tho I failed so many times. I realized that you have been giving me so much and i'm juz receiving all the time. And even I give out, I know that it cannot be compared to yours. Now i realized that you gave me a never ending love. I love you too but at the same time, I was thinking all about myself. Bad as it may seem, I tried not to be selfish and to think for you always and yet, I failed. I want you to know that I did try, but I know that it's not my very best.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Skw_V6X-zVI/AAAAAAAABdY/LBpL0G7pDE8/s1600-h/DSC00279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Skw_V6X-zVI/AAAAAAAABdY/LBpL0G7pDE8/s320/DSC00279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353723702716321106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are not alone, for I am here with you,tho you are far away, I am here to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -MJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until one day, I've got "hit" so badly and this wakes me up from my slumber. Never ever i'm making this same mistakes again. He showed and teached me what love is all about. Not all about receiving but to give as well. I was ashame with myself for what I've done. Thus, I'm changing for the better me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw, thank you for calling me every night without fail to wish me goodnight and to coming down every weekend to accompany me. You have made me the happiest girl alive ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The most importantly, I want you to know that I truly love you. I want to give you what you have given to me =) I will be there for you and you are not alone at all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkxEIE_9t_I/AAAAAAAABdg/7V163WEVm8I/s1600-h/4814_109000383112_769018112_2074933_7831384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkxEIE_9t_I/AAAAAAAABdg/7V163WEVm8I/s320/4814_109000383112_769018112_2074933_7831384_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353728962608347122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture paints a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;Words are not needed as it is in the picture =)&lt;br /&gt;nehhh,can see? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3656920839419034851?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3656920839419034851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3656920839419034851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/07/especially-for-you.html' title='Especially for You'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkxEISmctlI/AAAAAAAABdo/jdQUhE8Sd5A/s72-c/Together.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4459532500295100348</id><published>2009-07-01T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:17:57.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From bottom to surface =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCJ6RY6tI/AAAAAAAABdQ/oTkRoHfuiAE/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCJ6RY6tI/AAAAAAAABdQ/oTkRoHfuiAE/s320/DSC00272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353374951344237266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK AT THE MEAT *GASP* *TEARS* *HEAVEN* *STARES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,i dont need to go further anymore.you get the drift ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCJqb6MKI/AAAAAAAABdI/y740KB-T4gU/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCJqb6MKI/AAAAAAAABdI/y740KB-T4gU/s320/DSC00271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353374947093393570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAV CAN!! ALL TIME SUMMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COD FISH YO!!lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCJNtJvMI/AAAAAAAABdA/NCOqD97ho5c/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCJNtJvMI/AAAAAAAABdA/NCOqD97ho5c/s320/DSC00270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353374939381087426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The MAIN dish. Abalone with mushroom and sea cumber.LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME is the word to describe this dish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the crunchy texture of the abalone and oh-so-soft jellyish sea cucumber T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCIxWB20I/AAAAAAAABc4/1nkmDP6Yprg/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCIxWB20I/AAAAAAAABc4/1nkmDP6Yprg/s320/DSC00267.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353374931767909186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u jeolous not?? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCIrjI6AI/AAAAAAAABcw/29SJo3MtQXQ/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCIrjI6AI/AAAAAAAABcw/29SJo3MtQXQ/s320/DSC00266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353374930212284418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha Jump over the Wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad overall =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically, last sunday,I was invited by darling's aunt from Singapore to join them for dinner.WAit,it's aint an ordinary dinner because this dinner cost Rm170 plus per head *gulps* can buy one smart phone d *we have like 10 person there*.sobs..anyways, here is what we have =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling,I wanna go there again.wahahaha..take me there XD woooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I was forced to sing karaoke during the dinner (it was in a private room) so yea,i know i sound like a goat that is crying for milk.but mehhh,I had a great time. darling was forced to sing with me too.whahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohoh peeps! i will be updating my life in http://chocobea.tumblr.com/ too!dont worry,wont be dumping this blog =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4459532500295100348?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4459532500295100348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4459532500295100348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/from-bottom-to-surface.html' title='From bottom to surface =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SksCJ6RY6tI/AAAAAAAABdQ/oTkRoHfuiAE/s72-c/DSC00272.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1810903807565808523</id><published>2009-06-29T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:35:12.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise for darling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkjerjTyRbI/AAAAAAAABco/optWarq9Lnc/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkjerjTyRbI/AAAAAAAABco/optWarq9Lnc/s320/DSC00265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352772996923803058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bf and Gf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay!!so well well, before i resume my plants vs zombies game, I would wanna update my little dead and yet cute blog because i cant resist looking at my cute face all the time when i check out my blog.woooo~~ i know u guys think that way too right?lmao.okay,ignore me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last saturday, I've rushed myself to Tesco to develop some pictures to be framed up on a photo frame obviously that I've bought from Ikea on friday. I wanted to give darling a surprise and guess what?i DID IT!!i did not blew my plans like him -_- hahahahah!i'm an excellent planner and an actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkjeraUp22I/AAAAAAAABcg/chp1C8yUt8E/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkjeraUp22I/AAAAAAAABcg/chp1C8yUt8E/s320/DSC00263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352772994511526754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My handmade surprise to darling besides the photo frame lar ^^&lt;br /&gt;and he loves it.xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You know the urge of giving hints or telling ur loves one that u've got surprises for them but at the same time you just have to hold them back?yea,damn torturing. But the look of darling's face is priceless when i gave him the surprise ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! of course he have to give me that expression lar *roll eyes* i've spent lots of time doing it alrite *so proud of myself* see lar,how much i sayang u tho i kek sei u at times.xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU! ;P &lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/BEATRI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/BEATRI%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1810903807565808523?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1810903807565808523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1810903807565808523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/surprise-for-darling.html' title='Surprise for darling'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkjerjTyRbI/AAAAAAAABco/optWarq9Lnc/s72-c/DSC00265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2171473973733401243</id><published>2009-06-29T10:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:43:33.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tembak?</title><content type='html'>seriously, I've got so many things to blog about. Haiyo,not easy lerh coz must think how to write. Wanna tembak also tembak nicely mar right T_T *roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay,the reason why i am not able to blog hor,it is because bluey's bluetooth is pms-ing with me.like for almost 2 weeks already ok!so no pictures no blogging lor.sienz lar if see all words only kan? :/  kek sei me and i've been cursing my lappy siao one that's why it bo song me i think. *stares* chisin one.hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb lar,wanna figure out how to repair the bluetooth thingy 1st then i'll start writing many post. I hope.hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2171473973733401243?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2171473973733401243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2171473973733401243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/seriously-ive-got-so-many-things-to.html' title='Tembak?'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5462687106740836151</id><published>2009-06-27T15:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:24:03.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*insert your preferable post title*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQp0k2CPI/AAAAAAAABcQ/LMiD9uZ7kQg/s1600-h/4814_109000383112_769018112_2074933_7831384_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQp0k2CPI/AAAAAAAABcQ/LMiD9uZ7kQg/s320/4814_109000383112_769018112_2074933_7831384_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351913149106096370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yours truly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, these people in all these pictures headed for "Land of the Lost" media screening which is held in cathay cinemax at Cineleisure.&lt;br /&gt;Now I is got no motivation to write so much.&lt;br /&gt;So the lazy me will let the pictures do the talking.hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXRvqHcQhI/AAAAAAAABcY/iDdwAWL3l3c/s1600-h/4814_109021388112_769018112_2075180_1918590_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXRvqHcQhI/AAAAAAAABcY/iDdwAWL3l3c/s320/4814_109021388112_769018112_2075180_1918590_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351914348889260562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue : Ikea lorrr. Jon seems pretty lanci these days.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQp9HgSbI/AAAAAAAABcI/Jei-10tVLdg/s1600-h/4814_109022993112_769018112_2075209_5679895_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQp9HgSbI/AAAAAAAABcI/Jei-10tVLdg/s320/4814_109022993112_769018112_2075209_5679895_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351913151398955442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have Chris on the left who is so camery shy KONON.pfffttt...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;my darling on the right.weewoowit! *insert jaws dropped*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQpmn4lEI/AAAAAAAABcA/mAoP0natLrY/s1600-h/4814_109018633112_769018112_2075162_6945724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQpmn4lEI/AAAAAAAABcA/mAoP0natLrY/s320/4814_109018633112_769018112_2075162_6945724_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351913145360749634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bea, Crz &amp;amp; Felix *damn sporting rite?* *faster drop ur jaws and smile like a pug!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQpRocwwI/AAAAAAAABb4/pih8ZQ2j7wI/s1600-h/4814_108994063112_769018112_2074785_5013550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQpRocwwI/AAAAAAAABb4/pih8ZQ2j7wI/s320/4814_108994063112_769018112_2074785_5013550_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351913139725976322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;felix's expression make him look like a pervert.LMAO *and better hope he doesnt read this*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbngbG8I/AAAAAAAABbw/MVn1f2CnRtI/s1600-h/4814_108994208112_769018112_2074812_2290761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbngbG8I/AAAAAAAABbw/MVn1f2CnRtI/s320/4814_108994208112_769018112_2074812_2290761_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351911805568097218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert whatever you want lar*&lt;br /&gt;T_T the fat couple is what i wanted to put as main caption but,aiyo.hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbdyOd4I/AAAAAAAABbo/FBXJBz6T6ow/s1600-h/4814_108994053112_769018112_2074783_6320915_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbdyOd4I/AAAAAAAABbo/FBXJBz6T6ow/s320/4814_108994053112_769018112_2074783_6320915_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351911802958411650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new boyfriend. *big smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbV8FILI/AAAAAAAABbg/23caayihpa0/s1600-h/4814_109021373112_769018112_2075178_3074213_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbV8FILI/AAAAAAAABbg/23caayihpa0/s320/4814_109021373112_769018112_2075178_3074213_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351911800852258994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels the mummy and I ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbPsdLMI/AAAAAAAABbY/DDGvoscz1FM/s1600-h/4814_109000373112_769018112_2074931_477577_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPbPsdLMI/AAAAAAAABbY/DDGvoscz1FM/s320/4814_109000373112_769018112_2074931_477577_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351911799176113346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I've stole them all from Ikea and got away safely :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPa-5q3YI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zNumsgLX3iI/s1600-h/4814_108994163112_769018112_2074804_7106505_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXPa-5q3YI/AAAAAAAABbQ/zNumsgLX3iI/s320/4814_108994163112_769018112_2074804_7106505_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351911794668133762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh,i'm so filled with this. Stomach capacity is over the limit already *big wet eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5462687106740836151?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5462687106740836151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5462687106740836151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/insert-your-preferable-post-title.html' title='*insert your preferable post title*'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkXQp0k2CPI/AAAAAAAABcQ/LMiD9uZ7kQg/s72-c/4814_109000383112_769018112_2074933_7831384_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2342132601682092988</id><published>2009-06-25T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:46:35.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumbled Up Sentences.</title><content type='html'>to be honest, it's not easy to be parted with your love ones like more than a day. I know lar that some couples are able to live together blehhh. But now, it's almost a week!oklar,actually only like 5 days but still, haih!same lar!!almost a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had that kinda feeling of happiness plus kan chiongness when the day you and your love ones is going to meet up?yes, it is on friday and sunday T_T looking forward for that day!like always! Cause all i care now is to go up to him and hug him tightly AND apologize for giving him hardtime at times.awww,i'm so sweet kan? ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH!!he juz texted me on msn. (okay,this is out of topic but i'm so happy wtm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"deary,i miss you lor" *insert smily emoticon* *heart melts at your feet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa..what??i damn miss him alrite =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HORRR!!i've not eaten at Ikea's cafe for a very long time already. So this friday i'm gonna make full use of my stomach capacity to store all these yummeh food.Plus ss2's Murni at night for dinner. *salivates* sure die one when reach home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then put on weight again lor.haiyooo,why life is so unfair geh??!! Nvmlar, only for friday. GAHH!!Sunday also wtm -_- abalone time with darling's family and aunt from singapore.oklar!after this weekend i'm gonna start eating less. I am determined *yea rite beat,like you can* T_T *shuddup you*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm alone now in my room and all i can hear is the air-cond sound. It's so soothing but hor, i cant sleep early lar. Been sleeping like around 3am everyday because i've got my lappy now and HOLY MAMA!!i is staring at the screen like for the freaking whole day lar.blind lar blind lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very lazy to blog bout so many things. But if I would,IF lar,hmmm,see how lar.hahahaa..dont wanna promise now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all my faithful readers (if i got one 2 also happy d T_T so kolian  hor), goodnight!muaxxx,xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2342132601682092988?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2342132601682092988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2342132601682092988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/jumbled-up-sentences.html' title='Jumbled Up Sentences.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8387548819288410760</id><published>2009-06-23T17:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T17:26:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sienz larr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkCe8NJIdeI/AAAAAAAABa4/3b5kO0pPdO8/s1600-h/4814_106821738112_769018112_2039467_569655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkCe8NJIdeI/AAAAAAAABa4/3b5kO0pPdO8/s320/4814_106821738112_769018112_2039467_569655_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350451114473453026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crztal &amp;amp; I during our bbq lo.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkCe7yoIYxI/AAAAAAAABaw/fLrKYxF4boY/s1600-h/4814_106792723112_769018112_2038952_1796713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkCe7yoIYxI/AAAAAAAABaw/fLrKYxF4boY/s320/4814_106792723112_769018112_2038952_1796713_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350451107355714322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsey the mother and I ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aikz, i'm juz too lazy these days to blog. Inspiration = zilch&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..anyways, here a picture that i wanna share with you guys.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkCe7piCqCI/AAAAAAAABao/iAJXakvkcEg/s1600-h/4814_106810003112_769018112_2039146_1013005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkCe7piCqCI/AAAAAAAABao/iAJXakvkcEg/s320/4814_106810003112_769018112_2039146_1013005_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350451104914253858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome right?poor Jon.heheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures courtesy of chel's camera.hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;during the bbq night that is =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8387548819288410760?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8387548819288410760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8387548819288410760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/sienz-larr.html' title='Sienz larr'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SkCe8NJIdeI/AAAAAAAABa4/3b5kO0pPdO8/s72-c/4814_106821738112_769018112_2039467_569655_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8820470181154220179</id><published>2009-06-22T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:08:19.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHOULD I OR SHOULD I NOT?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8820470181154220179?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8820470181154220179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8820470181154220179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/should-i-or-should-i-not.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2524486112096887923</id><published>2009-06-21T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T14:02:22.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday the 18th June 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3LygpNl1I/AAAAAAAABag/7w_iJYi9E4E/s1600-h/4814_106775108112_769018112_2038798_7789482_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3LygpNl1I/AAAAAAAABag/7w_iJYi9E4E/s320/4814_106775108112_769018112_2038798_7789482_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349656001002706770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well peeps, i'm back with more stuff to blog about yo!arent u guys excited??!!mehh..lolx. Anyhoos, last thursday, we had dinner at some Thai Restaurant for our 1st year anniversary. Darling belanja xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1st of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E53AVzyI/AAAAAAAABZo/daETKDcfrL4/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E53AVzyI/AAAAAAAABZo/daETKDcfrL4/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349648430682984226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the silver potty that contain rice. I didnt know it at 1st!&lt;br /&gt;Darling : what kinda thai food have u been eating when u go to Thailand??!! *laughs at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E7HCKrqI/AAAAAAAABaI/xpExxRpFQrs/s1600-h/DSC00232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E7HCKrqI/AAAAAAAABaI/xpExxRpFQrs/s320/DSC00232.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349648452165480098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some kinda Thai vege. it look more like leaves from the bushes!hahaha..but it was nice =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He look damn fat can.busted banana head!LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3GJ5eALsI/AAAAAAAABaY/UvZcGfC6xZo/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3GJ5eALsI/AAAAAAAABaY/UvZcGfC6xZo/s320/DSC00221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349649805733801666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and of course, HIS princess ^^ ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3GJrqBNhI/AAAAAAAABaQ/B4XJCyAA2wU/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3GJrqBNhI/AAAAAAAABaQ/B4XJCyAA2wU/s320/DSC00222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349649802026104338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and ooooo, my favourite pandan leaves (or leafts arr?) chicken.yummeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E64EaaFI/AAAAAAAABaA/dZfEKtRgtIM/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E64EaaFI/AAAAAAAABaA/dZfEKtRgtIM/s320/DSC00231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349648448148367442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fish arr, is a must to eat again if i'm back there. Highly recommended kay!&lt;br /&gt;totally taste awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E6h-o1qI/AAAAAAAABZ4/27N4Iv4S3ns/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E6h-o1qI/AAAAAAAABZ4/27N4Iv4S3ns/s320/DSC00230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349648442218567330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up next,&lt;br /&gt;The KILLER soup. THE RED TOMYAM T_T&lt;br /&gt;I makan until can cry d.stomach wasnt feeling so well jor after that.&lt;br /&gt;balik rumah and poopoo :/ hot lerh my backside.lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E6KdMOZI/AAAAAAAABZw/hNF7ssMtC6Q/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3E6KdMOZI/AAAAAAAABZw/hNF7ssMtC6Q/s320/DSC00229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349648435904264594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and baby had got me 3 presents. well, I will not be posting up the pictures of all these 3 presents as I dont wanna blast it out to the whole world. But I will only show you if you're here at my place =) xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, you love me ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2524486112096887923?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2524486112096887923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2524486112096887923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday-18th-june-09.html' title='Thursday the 18th June 09'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sj3LygpNl1I/AAAAAAAABag/7w_iJYi9E4E/s72-c/4814_106775108112_769018112_2038798_7789482_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8697941858551783751</id><published>2009-06-18T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T23:50:31.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th June 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 1st anniversary to the both of us!pheeeeeee~! ^^&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjpg951OqmI/AAAAAAAABZg/zRzdWlzW_PA/s1600-h/DSC00242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjpg951OqmI/AAAAAAAABZg/zRzdWlzW_PA/s320/DSC00242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348694124068252258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of us are awfully tired.&lt;br /&gt;I was awaken at 6am-ish by darling to go for dimsum!&lt;br /&gt;pfffttt..! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will update our outing to ya'll faithful readers&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;only after i'm free.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8697941858551783751?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8697941858551783751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8697941858551783751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/16th-june-2008.html' title='16th June 2008'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjpg951OqmI/AAAAAAAABZg/zRzdWlzW_PA/s72-c/DSC00242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8014917934574686805</id><published>2009-06-17T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T22:28:22.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the story of a girl</title><content type='html'>I met this boy through friendster as he wants to do some requirements regarding about something.Before that, I've knew him since my foundation programme. The 1st time I acknowledge him was when he stepped into class room 3.8. Mind you, I've got a good memory okay. I remembered everyone's sitting area in the lecture hall. And he was always sitting infront 3rd or 4th row. To be honest, I dont even know his name and he gave me a very negative impression. He always look snobbish and stuck up. Acting cool and quiet plus ignorant, imagine what kinda impression I've got towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj74Y7XHQI/AAAAAAAABYw/uycf-eyr6SA/s1600-h/n769018112_1526896_8199041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj74Y7XHQI/AAAAAAAABYw/uycf-eyr6SA/s320/n769018112_1526896_8199041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348301503685139714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise burfday at Ampang look-out-point ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We barely even talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After a year, he approached me through friendster. So that's how the story begins. We had feelings for each other. But at the beginning, it felt weird and scary as I know something good is coming on its way. As usual, I stayed calm. Practically, we were talking bout each other's life and eventually, we get along so much.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj74kOrhaI/AAAAAAAABY4/HJVWvfnXY5U/s1600-h/n769018112_1527289_4054002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj74kOrhaI/AAAAAAAABY4/HJVWvfnXY5U/s320/n769018112_1527289_4054002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348301506718959010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th surprise burfday with him.thank you darl XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then one morning bout 2am plus, while we were chatting on msn. He proposed to me. I was happy as I see it coming. We then got along together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To be honest right here, the beginning did not went smoothly. Both of us were very unstable. I had enough and was willing to give up. Same goes to him. But as I've got my good friends around me who had better experienced, and thank goodness with their advices and comforts, I realized that a relationship isnt a bed of roses. Life isnt one too. From then on, he and I compromises everything. And from there, we learnt that things will not work out by walking away. Changes are needed to be make to achieve a better life.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj749HV0gI/AAAAAAAABZA/iMA9LeB3190/s1600-h/DSC04368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj749HV0gI/AAAAAAAABZA/iMA9LeB3190/s320/DSC04368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348301513399063042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Foever 21 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then as time goes, we were getting better eventho arguments rises at times. Besides that, our feeling grew so much and it was impossible to describe it. He has guided me so much in my life. And this same goes out to all my friends that stood by me when i needed comfort the most. I love you people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj75Y0kwNI/AAAAAAAABZQ/LJAu2Y4gYMk/s1600-h/DSC04024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj75Y0kwNI/AAAAAAAABZQ/LJAu2Y4gYMk/s320/DSC04024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348301520836542674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College's discussion room =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now, time passes quickly in a glance. He and I are turning a year old in less than 2 hours (actually it's 10.30now). Pretty fast huh. After all the hardship that we've been through and the happiness that we've experienced together, it's something I will cherished until the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much. I'm so happy and grateful to be with you. You're my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 1st anniversary!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj75MQaKRI/AAAAAAAABZI/zhPO__-Jnt4/s1600-h/DSC04133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj75MQaKRI/AAAAAAAABZI/zhPO__-Jnt4/s320/DSC04133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348301517463628050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for years to come! xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8014917934574686805?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8014917934574686805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8014917934574686805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-story-of-girl.html' title='This is the story of a girl'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sjj74Y7XHQI/AAAAAAAABYw/uycf-eyr6SA/s72-c/n769018112_1526896_8199041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7386016057101764975</id><published>2009-06-14T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T14:55:40.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I IS CANT WAIT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SjSZkch2hMI/AAAAAAAABYI/hHMJDdhL87s/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SjSZkch2hMI/AAAAAAAABYI/hHMJDdhL87s/s320/DSC00080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347067509008139458" border="0" /&gt;Time passes by quickly. By tomorrow, I'll be finishing my finals. And on June 18th, it's a day that I've been looking forward to. It marks our 1 year of loving each other and going through all the pain and tears and this will continue wherever the road takes us. And ohoh, I've been told that I will get 2 surprises. But no much infos has been given T_T. Good thing is, it makes me feel so excited and happy. The bad thing would be I cant shut up because I would be asking what are my surprises. I'm an impatient person when it comes to these kinda stuff. Normal larr!!laugh out loud.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I IS CANT WAIT FOR THE GOOD THINGS TO COME AND THE BAD THINGS TO BE KICKED AWAY INTO THE DRAIN.WOOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7386016057101764975?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7386016057101764975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7386016057101764975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-is-cant-wait.html' title='I IS CANT WAIT!!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SjSZkch2hMI/AAAAAAAABYI/hHMJDdhL87s/s72-c/DSC00080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6415914046596731099</id><published>2009-06-07T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:45:19.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short update</title><content type='html'>i just realized all the guys I've got crush on long long time ago and when I see their pictures today, my goodness, horrible looking lala-fied boys with pants that almost gonna fall off and taking pictures with their bigbig eye. I think thy're stretching their eyelids omgsh so gonna be painful @@ eww. Not to mention my darling is one of them.hahahhha..JOKIN! he's one old man so yea ^^ with a young girl like me coughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to study now.toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6415914046596731099?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6415914046596731099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6415914046596731099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/short-update.html' title='short update'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3114235297713476265</id><published>2009-06-07T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T17:35:08.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments that make me smile since I woke up.</title><content type='html'>i really dont feel like blogging today but I just have the urge to type something out eventho it's just a short boring post. I dont want people to think that I'm kidnapped or whatever.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up at about about 1.50pm. Damn late I know. But I was really tired so i could not help it. Well, I've got a fantastic dream last night but at the same time it freaks me out. I was pregnant!! *gasp* and in my dream, I went thru all the process of pregnancy for 9 months! *dont ask me how i manage to do so in less than 12 hours of sleep.LOL*. Then, after the 9th month, I gave birth to a baby boy and I've watched him grown till bout 4 years old omgsh so cute ^^ then it stopped there. However, the bad moment continues from the good moment which is I realized that I'm not working! and ohoh, i'm still studying -_- oh my I dont know what i'm talking about so shitty that I want to faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, I've already felt the joyful moment of carrying a child in the stomach and delivering it out and watched him grown in a healthy lifestyle, IN MY DREAMS. I'm already so happy till I T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got no idea why would I have this kinda dream but it was awesome but the reality strikes back again when I woke up that feeding a child every meal at everyday is not easy as people are facing economic crisis these days. So I guess, I wont be having kids so soon after i'm married if there's no sufficient resource to keep the child alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : that person is such a bitch and it is not worth talking to.hmph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3114235297713476265?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3114235297713476265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3114235297713476265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/moments-that-make-me-smile-since-i-woke.html' title='Moments that make me smile since I woke up.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7734785084343604783</id><published>2009-06-06T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:24:13.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Octopus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I is looking like an octopus. Noticed how long both my arms is. i'm so into Juicy Couture. It's a brand name from USA. All pink and purple. And ohoh, i've drove my dad's car out today to buy lunch.teehee ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not easy okay driving his car cause it's auto. Haiz, what to do. I'm used to manual car already and auto is like just so smooth. Still, it's good while waiting for the traffic and dont need to change gear while i'm on a slope. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SipBe3NZXZI/AAAAAAAABYA/xpsJGA6Fph8/s1600-h/Picture+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SipBe3NZXZI/AAAAAAAABYA/xpsJGA6Fph8/s320/Picture+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344155906300534162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing that old-fashioned boy.hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,I should be studying if not old man is gonna lecture me again. Kek sei him only. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;hugss,xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7734785084343604783?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7734785084343604783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7734785084343604783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/octopus.html' title='Octopus'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SipBe3NZXZI/AAAAAAAABYA/xpsJGA6Fph8/s72-c/Picture+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6855541298702402228</id><published>2009-06-06T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:09:41.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss You</title><content type='html'>The Bf has just left :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes quickly at a glimpse of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss his smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you touch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is when you guided me through my toughest time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when we kiss, two souls are combined where sparks is borned into the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you heaps.mwah! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6855541298702402228?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6855541298702402228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6855541298702402228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-you.html' title='I miss You'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3261302751202617698</id><published>2009-06-04T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:05:19.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suaku have got herself pedicure-d</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;I'm home long time ago.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So now i'm going to blog what happened today. As usual, i'm always the suaku ones when it comes to girly stuff. What? I've never been brought to do all these kinda things when I was in the high school period. Therefore, mummy brought the suaku me to get pedicure.woot! so happy I was smilling all the way to the respective shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Please ignore the timeline in the picture lar okay?i'm just trying to show how pedicure is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZd6wG3MI/AAAAAAAABW0/UrIkzz--Cq4/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZd6wG3MI/AAAAAAAABW0/UrIkzz--Cq4/s320/DSC00181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343408222164671682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1stly : both leg will be soaked in a warm water with PINK salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZeQ4GCeI/AAAAAAAABXA/QxC0AMy17jU/s1600-h/DSC00182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZeQ4GCeI/AAAAAAAABXA/QxC0AMy17jU/s320/DSC00182.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343408228103752162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2ndly : the toes will be cleaned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZerAWSvI/AAAAAAAABXM/__LmLoS8e04/s1600-h/DSC00180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZerAWSvI/AAAAAAAABXM/__LmLoS8e04/s320/DSC00180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343408235117693682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rdly : The top of the nail will be scrapped to clear off the dead skin.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, all the dirty "stuff" that stick beneath the nails will be cleared off too!&lt;br /&gt;After that hor, the worker will scrub ur calf using some scrub gel. It's like a spa~&lt;br /&gt;awesome!!all smooth and *falls asleep*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZfKrskaI/AAAAAAAABXY/ivJ3ukjNVwc/s1600-h/DSC00183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZfKrskaI/AAAAAAAABXY/ivJ3ukjNVwc/s320/DSC00183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343408243621007778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4thly : the owner does her job at best. PAINTING ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZfQ5qM4I/AAAAAAAABXk/-gqjsBuER5E/s1600-h/DSC00185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZfQ5qM4I/AAAAAAAABXk/-gqjsBuER5E/s320/DSC00185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343408245290185602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadaaa!!it's so pretty! the design is like british india-ish and I felt it's aint cheap lor.&lt;br /&gt;35 bucks and originally it's 40 but well, mother pays so wth.LOL&lt;br /&gt;still, i'm thankful =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna pampered myself with all these stuff when i've got a job in the future.or else, husband pay lor ; investment mar.hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*edit*&lt;br /&gt;i just cant understand what's so bloody nice about fb's quizzes. It's really getting on my nerves. Shitty arse.urgh! if wanna take, take 1 or 2 only lar!why must take until 5 to 8 tests?!!haiz.&lt;br /&gt;PHAIL lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3261302751202617698?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3261302751202617698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3261302751202617698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/suaku-have-got-herself-pendicure-d.html' title='Suaku have got herself pedicure-d'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SieZd6wG3MI/AAAAAAAABW0/UrIkzz--Cq4/s72-c/DSC00181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7025809740575426720</id><published>2009-06-03T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:29:25.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You suck!</title><content type='html'>well, to some people, they have got to get a life can. It's so annoying and pathetic trying to help someone who doesnt want to do their part. Dream on for anyone to help you out lar har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, monday, tuesday, and wednesday is a very unproductive day for me. darling is studying very hard T_T and i'm playing hard. Shit, i'm here ranting without taking any actions.bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Klang has its 1st Burger King it seems -_- at Giant -_- among other places, why Giant? How sad hor, 1st Burger King.zzzz..and people are so happy about it. Dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched all Xiaxue's Guide to Life videos and not because I want to be like her but she makes me laughed till I dropped. She is like a dumb blond but heck, she pulls it off can ^^ then Chels recommended me to watch Chick vs Dick too! and i almost watched it all!wheee~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shuddup, i'm going to study now.tootldes&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7025809740575426720?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7025809740575426720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7025809740575426720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-suck.html' title='You suck!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4141058107865641956</id><published>2009-06-02T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:41:14.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When we are suppose to</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;STUDY! this is what happened. Expected scenes from library where students are playing and studying at the same time. Like seriously, can study meh?&lt;br /&gt;Oklar, maybe yes which is like around 20 %?&lt;br /&gt;ish!not good not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Finals is like a week away jor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and his erm, barn buddy? 0.O pffttt.old man's game.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgwJPgNI/AAAAAAAABWs/bpytkK2QwW0/s1600-h/DSC00169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgwJPgNI/AAAAAAAABWs/bpytkK2QwW0/s320/DSC00169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342702384391880914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Polum the superb tall guy who come late for everything?LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgmwyc1I/AAAAAAAABWk/WsTM3aJBFSk/s1600-h/DSC00168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgmwyc1I/AAAAAAAABWk/WsTM3aJBFSk/s320/DSC00168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342702381873394514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pale woman T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgZ4haQI/AAAAAAAABWc/7pEgO4WQabc/s1600-h/DSC00163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgZ4haQI/AAAAAAAABWc/7pEgO4WQabc/s320/DSC00163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342702378416171266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MissChoco &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgMwaKmI/AAAAAAAABWU/bL1et8cmFtQ/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgMwaKmI/AAAAAAAABWU/bL1et8cmFtQ/s320/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342702374892481122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sam : what ur doing heh?&lt;br /&gt;Bea : taking ur pic lar.dont move!&lt;br /&gt;Sam : oh okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the result*&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXf0eQ2VI/AAAAAAAABWM/gfcpng-OHDQ/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXf0eQ2VI/AAAAAAAABWM/gfcpng-OHDQ/s320/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342702368373922130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super random post.gahhh!!! ^^ xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4141058107865641956?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4141058107865641956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4141058107865641956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-we-are-suppose-to.html' title='When we are suppose to'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiUXgwJPgNI/AAAAAAAABWs/bpytkK2QwW0/s72-c/DSC00169.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2148848385456502808</id><published>2009-05-31T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T16:11:50.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BF study GF camwhore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiI4MR7pCNI/AAAAAAAABWE/IZfXIzJReZs/s1600-h/DSC00149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiI4MR7pCNI/AAAAAAAABWE/IZfXIzJReZs/s320/DSC00149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341893891637971154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lazy bimbo next door ^^ cute.chubby.&lt;br /&gt;and lazy.fat.short.hot.cute.chubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiI3LvOphYI/AAAAAAAABV8/odtMk2cg-sY/s1600-h/DSC00142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiI3LvOphYI/AAAAAAAABV8/odtMk2cg-sY/s320/DSC00142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341892782810826114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So near but yet so far.wooooo~!&lt;br /&gt;need.to.retrieve.my.camwhoring.skills.like.seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's studying like a nerd and i'm playing here like Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;He had his lunch at 4pm while I was having tea time at home at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;He look like a chaplang kid and I, the other way round look like a girl from Uptown.&lt;br /&gt;But how we met? we took advantage of the internet.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont even know why I'm typing this thing.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;It just pop into my head and I juz scribble it out.&lt;br /&gt;darling, I love you heaps!&lt;br /&gt;Your love put me at the top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!one more line.&lt;br /&gt;He's getting fatter and fatter everyday.ohhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;add one more line yea.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm getting thinner and thinner but he makes me eat alot and it makes me go fatter ohhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahha..ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2148848385456502808?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2148848385456502808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2148848385456502808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/bf-study-gf-camwhore.html' title='BF study GF camwhore'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SiI4MR7pCNI/AAAAAAAABWE/IZfXIzJReZs/s72-c/DSC00149.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8607269298283765861</id><published>2009-05-30T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T12:49:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in Paradise =)</title><content type='html'>I am so getting sick soon. stomach bloated and i kept on making myself to vomit everything out to make myself feel better. it hurts you know =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;p/s&lt;/span&gt; : darling's cooking not bad larh! damn nice ^^ yumyum! He cooked for me fried indomee with double eggs.so nice T_T &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;*my stomach is growling now.i'm serious!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Happened In One Utama :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a good day again despite the negative shit that comes and goes.bleh&lt;br /&gt;watched Angels &amp;amp; Demons and I find the movie is a little bit ridiculous with all the branding stuff which to me, does not make any sense.eww?more like yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before movie, I saw one top in F.O.S that I like so much but then, 33bucks for one top to me is pretty pricey. So thanks to darling, he stopped me from buying it instantly and make me think twice whether I should buy it or not. So at the end, I didnt buy it.gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's alright.HAHAHHA, we went to Vincci and I spotted a pair of pink-reddish heels but dang, all of my size got sold off.ish! after a few moment, I saw the same design but it is in blue colour so I gave it a try and wheee! it looks good too! darling even approved me! and he said the colour also not bad. This is the best part, call me suaku but bleh. I SIGNED card today! meaning I dont need to pay cash lar. It is my very first time ok! i hope it doesnt happened like that all the time. If not -_- sure pokai damn fast one. darling, control me ok?lolx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, I have not buy any thing after I spent the whole lot of money on my new handphone T_T so yesterday was my 1st time buying stuff and I dont even need to go ATM tekan money out. mainly it is because I was lazy to walk so far to the machine and the curious me wanted to try signing card. must tell myself, once a while is ok T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, I had a good day with darling tho he kena "chop" by my early in the morning. sorry darl, didnt meant it. It's all my mother's fault. She purposely make me late one and take her own sweet time to do her stuff first. Damn annoying and make me pissed off early in the morning. Shitty sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that's all for now. Nothing much to blog about my little happy life ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8607269298283765861?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8607269298283765861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8607269298283765861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/another-day-in-paradise.html' title='Another day in Paradise =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2318674137026060915</id><published>2009-05-25T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:54:41.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitty post for shitty people</title><content type='html'>this bloody girl from taylors deserved to be given some "slap" on her face lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that sucker tries to control your life but heck, you once love him too ok!and dont go telling people you never control his life too. When one is concern, they tend to ask stuff even if it's already over. you bloody call that controlling??!!ur heart is like a rock man. got no feeling of compassion is it?! that immature sucker cares, you immature girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you should know urself if you really do love a person, no matter what mistakes that person does, the "thing" cannot be over just like that unless you love changing partners all the time. Or maybe you're just not into long relationship. You and that fella should talk it out and compromise if both truly love each other. Relationship is not a bed of roses. So dont go putting all the blame on this person ok! ur no different at all from this sucker based on my perception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, you got damn no bloody right to call anyone pea sized brain. you are NOTHING and are you dumb or what?you know what is pea arr? failed. If a human got a pea sized brain, then what makes you different from the others? oh, so u got a watermelon brain lar now?! bravo for you. damn smart *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont even know why i'm blogging this post on these shitty stuffs. drag betul..but really lar, dont get into relationship if you're not ready. this matter is juz as tiny as a pea. what happens after you get married har? worst still ok if you faces problem like this. this time it's even larger than a watermelon. learn now or never.ish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2318674137026060915?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2318674137026060915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2318674137026060915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/shitty-post-for-shitty-people.html' title='Shitty post for shitty people'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2217833686854939421</id><published>2009-05-24T17:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:16:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so PUNNY -_-</title><content type='html'>sorry, I cant help but to blog about this post. But i miss that fellow so much. I need to laugh damn loud and hard now. how? got any ideas?gosh. Wait, i Think i've got one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;One day, I saw a stick walking nearby the stairs (chels, it is not you ok) and it was so tempting to just see it flew down the stairs in an instance. But at the same time, I will feel bad for doing THIS but what the heck, I need to laugh. So, after looking left and right and back, there is no one there, so I just walked normally behind this stick and kick it down -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goodness, so not punny. I need to kick myself down nw instead.hahahaha...i laughed at my own lame jokes now. how punny -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that fella is in insane mode.awww, I sayang k.hugss =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chels!faster come back lar k?I wanna kick you already. for what?i dont know.but you look tempting to be pushed down the stairs.LOL..so punny.hahahha..laugh ok! joking lar..I tak sampai hati to do it geh &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2217833686854939421?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2217833686854939421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2217833686854939421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-so-punny.html' title='I&apos;m so PUNNY -_-'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4454380466747703537</id><published>2009-05-24T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:17:15.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Shoulder, I Adored.</title><content type='html'>what does people exactly want these days? It's quite sad to see that some of them does not appreciate what they have got. But instead, they keep on complaning just about everything.These people should be given head butts and a big smack on their huge big head. If possible, make it double.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW, I am using perfect English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what I was crapping. But anyways, today's buffet at Shah Alam club was a little bit boring but well, I had darling's company. Again, that is all that matters. So, after having barbeque buffet with family and darling, we went to a private pub. Adrian and I played pool for 2 rounds while parents and darling and another uncle was drinking and had adult talk. Laugh out loud. Imagine darling sitting down there and listening to old man's talk.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bout 11pm, all of us headed to downstairs' pub where they have got live band. Before that i had Bacardi and then Snowball. Yummy! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wrap things up, we all went home at about 12am plus and I slept on darling's shoulder while on the way home. It was broad and comfy. The kind of shoulder that I adored =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4454380466747703537?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4454380466747703537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4454380466747703537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/his-shoulder-i-adored.html' title='His Shoulder, I Adored.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2430447901420881674</id><published>2009-05-24T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:56:56.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overflowed love =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/ShjFBqZmgCI/AAAAAAAABU8/CsG68p8leWY/s1600-h/DSC04448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/ShjFBqZmgCI/AAAAAAAABU8/CsG68p8leWY/s320/DSC04448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339233990599933986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/ShjE7FB91oI/AAAAAAAABU0/GuhL6ztS_3w/s1600-h/DSC04449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/ShjE7FB91oI/AAAAAAAABU0/GuhL6ztS_3w/s320/DSC04449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339233877489473154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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;Love us =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Shi413julcI/AAAAAAAABUU/Yh7p7iCcOc4/s1600-h/DSC00083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Shi413julcI/AAAAAAAABUU/Yh7p7iCcOc4/s320/DSC00083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339220593834104258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy Cuppacakes *Nom nom*&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Shi41_Oqn6I/AAAAAAAABUM/WMAhJLYttlg/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Shi41_Oqn6I/AAAAAAAABUM/WMAhJLYttlg/s320/DSC00084.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339220595893247906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great design.lovin' it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Shi42YIE7zI/AAAAAAAABUk/PugtzeWMGZk/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Shi42YIE7zI/AAAAAAAABUk/PugtzeWMGZk/s320/DSC00090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339220602576498482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dahlah habis.masuk perut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I IS SATISFIED YO!!&lt;br /&gt;thxz to baby ^^ mwah!!&lt;br /&gt;sayang u xD xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indeed, a great day full with love.&lt;br /&gt;practically everyday is full with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hearts&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2430447901420881674?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2430447901420881674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2430447901420881674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/overflowed-love.html' title='Overflowed love =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/ShjFBqZmgCI/AAAAAAAABU8/CsG68p8leWY/s72-c/DSC04448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3724873306282248473</id><published>2009-05-21T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:47:47.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charice : Note to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMeu2os1rj8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XMeu2os1rj8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3724873306282248473?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3724873306282248473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3724873306282248473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='Charice : Note to God'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3337172796456429892</id><published>2009-05-17T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:54:27.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He makes my heart drop.how?</title><content type='html'>repeatedly reading the email u've sent to me makes me smile and SMILE AND SMILE AND SMILE AND SMILE AND SMILE AND SMILE AND AHHHH SMILEEEEEEE.ok, muscle tired d.but still smilling.i is so happy ^^ wheeeeee.LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coutinue smiling* HAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*still smiling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how not to smile, he's just so sweet. my heart also melted like vanilla ice-cream jor.dont ask why vanilla.lolol xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;closer each by everyday.so much in love. he can just take my breath away.how?HAHAHAH..nvm,m lovin' it.bleuks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i miss all my babes lar T_T how? eh womans, face to face for lunch this wed ahhh.ROFL&lt;br /&gt;note : i find the above line punny.and chels, u would know why.hehehhe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3337172796456429892?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3337172796456429892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3337172796456429892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/he-makes-my-heart-drophow.html' title='He makes my heart drop.how?'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1100962108049851886</id><published>2009-05-16T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:35:28.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile since it last "rained"</title><content type='html'>At the end of the day, we are getting better. practically better than ever. both of us know how much we're deeply in love with each other and it will go on forever where the road will take us. It's seen in our tiny little eyes. i'm blessed that eventho i'm not strong, he is there to help me to pull it through and make sure everything's gonna be alright. what more could i ask? nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since it last "rained".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing how important I am to him, it makes me feel even stronger, and faith has returned to me to support this never ending relationship. yes, I admit that there's always a hard times, but with all the strength that is given, i will never be on the losing side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is never a bad thing after all if one truly understand what it means. I am still learning with every single baby steps and I've been guided everday, thus, I'm glad plus thankful ^^ xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, had a horrible afternoon with an excruitiating period cramp while rolling on the bed to ease the pain = doesnt work.dont bother trying it.LOL..so sat down on the bed for almost like 10mins, breathing like a woman who's in the middle of yoga and it helped just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; we had fun teasing each other ^^ rest with baby and headed for dinner at Bukit Tinggi.food sucks -_- and then hor, go home d lor. we each had a glass of Bacardi while I'm doing assignment that bimbo watched tv tsk-tsk.LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, that's what we did today. not so productive but we had each other the whole day and being able to spend time with him, it's more than i could ever ask for.yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohoh, to all RMIT-ians, good luck for finals yo! mwahmwah! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for this post.&lt;br /&gt;i love you and will continue to do so until&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; u-know-when&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1100962108049851886?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1100962108049851886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1100962108049851886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-awhile-since-it-last-rained.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile since it last &quot;rained&quot;'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2139109552664430568</id><published>2009-05-13T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:34:38.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Yours by Plain White Tees</title><content type='html'>today morning, i had a horrible morning every wednesday especially after my brother started his college.gahh! what could be far worst than having own sibling that study in the same college.damn pek chek can. he's like a spy to me lor..watching every move i made.ish!annoying sial lorrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today after 8am class, went to face to face to makan pan mee. darling hates that place coz it's overpriced for a bowl of plain sucky noodles.tsk-tsk ^^ bought bread for bf and now in the library doing assignment -_-''' how sad kan?i know T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love listening to romantic songs while doing my work. it reminds me alot of the sweet memories i've ever had in my life. so sweet~~as sweet as RedBull.yes, i'm having RedBull while doing my work.woot!!LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,nothing to talk d.byebye.mwah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2139109552664430568?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2139109552664430568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2139109552664430568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-yours-by-plain-white-tees.html' title='I&apos;m Yours by Plain White Tees'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3732325999983434301</id><published>2009-05-12T21:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T22:02:04.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HONEY!! this post is for you ^^</title><content type='html'>I is want to go &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WonderMilk &lt;/span&gt;and try each and every cupcakes they've got T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;darling, bwing me pwease??&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;*u better if not m gonna kick ur big buttock.hahahah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont worry, i'll get the map and address prepared just for euuu if u dont know how to go there~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;so there's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; excuse saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i dont know where is it lar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm smart, and m aware of that.LOL&lt;br /&gt;so honey, bring me go k?mwahmwah!!xoxo &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;*i still have to be nice okay, coz he's the one who's gonna drive &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;T_T&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/5276772704519278304-3732325999983434301?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3732325999983434301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3732325999983434301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/honey-this-post-is-for-you.html' title='HONEY!! this post is for you ^^'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2210893740767487570</id><published>2009-05-10T12:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T15:34:58.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we'll get better in time =)&lt;br /&gt;couldnt live without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2210893740767487570?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2210893740767487570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2210893740767487570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-get-better-in-time-couldnt-live.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4006953166924792455</id><published>2009-05-09T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:13:26.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not the 1st time anyways.</title><content type='html'>excuses excuses excuses excuses and MORE excuses. this world is FULL with excuses. i dont even remembered when is the last time i gave excuses.hmm..not bad heh,i should win a non-excuses-for-years award.hahahahah xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to PCDs' and Beyonces' songs makes me stronger everytime when i fall. feeling calm and could actually think rationally.woot~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;female these days are stronger than what all you guys think. we're independant! life will still go on as if it was like yesterday. so proud to be a female ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,m gonna go play now.and gonna do assignment later.hahaha..nitez peeps.hugss..xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4006953166924792455?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4006953166924792455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4006953166924792455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/not-1st-time-anyways.html' title='not the 1st time anyways.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1180615117846501130</id><published>2009-05-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:52:46.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry now T_T</title><content type='html'>I dont know why, but I somehow eventually loves those days that I can be with my loves one even for a minute, it could cure away all my frus and stress that I've been going thru over one week. I'm so blessed =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the power of love heh ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having PMS throughout 2 weeks straight. I really hate PMS-ing especially when i'm going thru a very hard *oklar,not so hard* but stress week.like seriously,ish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling got me addicted to restaurant city on facebook and i played it almost everyday. I love the sound of "kachings" and it makes me feel so nice.LOL..that's why i dont hire myself as a worker because i'm the boss laday.woot! but darling hired me as a cook -_- i was suppose to collect "kachings" larr...hehehe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to blog but well, tomoro is going to be a very long day for me. more assignments to come. dang!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1180615117846501130?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1180615117846501130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1180615117846501130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/hungry-now-tt.html' title='Hungry now T_T'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8980366928498533860</id><published>2009-05-03T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:50:47.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donuts?</title><content type='html'>Friday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had so far, yet the best engagement party that i've ever attended. GREAT food and good games.dont really wanna elaborate much here just incase that my future husband knows what i'm up to during OUR engagement party.hahaha ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so apart from that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sat :&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sf0Tuj9W7yI/AAAAAAAABUE/1BEAeNNoyLE/s1600-h/dp1774192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sf0Tuj9W7yI/AAAAAAAABUE/1BEAeNNoyLE/s320/dp1774192.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331439224524042018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;not us lar.hahaha ^^ but it symbolized&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; US&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darl came over after he serviced his car.went for lunch and he had fried rice. i fed him each spoon of rice added with chilli padi and he fed me a spoon of rice plus vege -_- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;*know i dont like to eat vege summore wanna give me*&lt;/span&gt; LOL..but it's kinda fair. I had veges and he had chillis.wahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that, we headed to Aeon &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*sucha boring place to hang out,like got no life only*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. watched Wolverine and the freaking cinema is so cold until when i was trying to talk, it can be mistaken that i was giggling. ^^ so bla bla and ble ble, we went home after movie. fetched both monkeys *bros* and balik lorr.hehehe xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then, darl and i had mamak at Shanmuga for dinner. i love their maggie goreng lor.nasi lemak just on the okay lvl. but among all the things that happened, i enjoyed most is honey's company with me. he's the best lorrr ^^ pffttt xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bla bla and ble ble, i had a great day yesterday. it's always the best day i had when i'm with darl.&lt;br /&gt;and for able to live everyday,i know who to thank to. hehe ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8980366928498533860?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8980366928498533860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8980366928498533860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/05/donuts.html' title='Donuts?'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Sf0Tuj9W7yI/AAAAAAAABUE/1BEAeNNoyLE/s72-c/dp1774192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3270616878995775459</id><published>2009-05-01T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:08:02.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MissChoco</title><content type='html'>is feeling down,emo and lost. PMS i guess :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3270616878995775459?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3270616878995775459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3270616878995775459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/misschoco.html' title='MissChoco'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8449214856847292609</id><published>2009-04-28T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T00:06:58.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixture of chicken and pig</title><content type='html'>Bila-bila masa, aku boleh meletup.puncanya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ASSIGNMENTS &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;apa lagi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah berminggu-minggu aku &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;facing&lt;/span&gt; dengan assigment. sangat meluat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;i dah tak boleh tahan.boleh menumbuk siapa-siapa yang menaikkan darah aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mati &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larr&lt;/span&gt;, I punya Bahasa Melayu dah merosot.kantui &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;d lar &lt;/span&gt;boleh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and from today onwards, I am going to use proper English already. It is because, I somehow felt that my command of English is dying. Thus, it gets lousier all the time. I cannot even speak proper english and all my bombastic words went into the drain liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to improve my english. maybe I should have gotten "Grammers for Dummies" or maybe "English for Dummies". which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people, from this moment onwards, please use proper yet professional english style when you talk to me okay. I will really appreciate it alot one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8449214856847292609?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8449214856847292609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8449214856847292609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/mixture-of-chicken-and-pig.html' title='Mixture of chicken and pig'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-53739060569005857</id><published>2009-04-26T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:28:24.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i so wanna scream under the rain.sun too hot d..can die.</title><content type='html'>what could be worst than this?!!!not being able to check the bloody turnitin (where u can check ur percentage of plagiarism) for my EIB.gah!!it's one bloody heck of a program.plus, the lecturer told  us all we still can submit till tues.manatau,it's until today 5pm.@#$$%%^$##$%^&amp;amp;*%$#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BLOODY FRUSTRATED WITH ALL THE DAMN ASSIGNMENTS.gosh..what could spoil ur day?assignment lar what else.it's the world's most annoying and agigated thing that could ever happen.same goes to you examination.why cant we human all live in a perfect without all these shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOOMED d larrrrr. gonna hunt down the lecturer tomoro and see what i can do about the screwed up turnitin program.nabeh one..:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfRg7JKm7fI/AAAAAAAABTU/wuTXOOU7B30/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfRg7JKm7fI/AAAAAAAABTU/wuTXOOU7B30/s320/DSC00039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328990828275101170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;observe my muka &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"hampir mati" &lt;/span&gt;akibat assignment and stress yang keterlaluan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : to those "people" that reads my blog, NABEH is not a bad word lar ok?dont go telling people i use bad words can. Nabeh = too much. bare that in mind lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-53739060569005857?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/53739060569005857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/53739060569005857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-so-wanna-scream-under-rainsun-too-hot.html' title='i so wanna scream under the rain.sun too hot d..can die.'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfRg7JKm7fI/AAAAAAAABTU/wuTXOOU7B30/s72-c/DSC00039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6872219583218889844</id><published>2009-04-25T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:50:55.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumthing worth putting up =)</title><content type='html'>i know i've not been updating my blog for a pretty long time.coz sumtimes,i juz feel like keeping things to myself, be it a happy or a sad ones.but well, there's a little update bout me juz recently. basically yesterday, i hanged out at ze bf's place while waiting to meet up with other bunch of "human" at 8pm.hahaha..dont kill me yea peeps ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tucking under the comforter with ze bf is so awesome.loved the times when i've been hug-ed. i is feeling loveeeeeeddddd.LOL xD sorry,m being sampat  for a short while here.hehe..so after that, bathed and get ready to hit on the road. mamak session at SS2's Murni isnt THAT bad.kinda like their maggie goreng maryland.not bad lorrr..i wanna go back there and eat the same thing again.LMAO..well, we still have fun at the end tho we are all overloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pictures to feast your eyes ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1Mv-UsfI/AAAAAAAABTM/-RPDLt1kKDs/s1600-h/Photo0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1Mv-UsfI/AAAAAAAABTM/-RPDLt1kKDs/s320/Photo0874.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328590908517822962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His fav pic =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1Mn-yCYI/AAAAAAAABTE/oL7Q_N3_YF4/s1600-h/Photo0873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1Mn-yCYI/AAAAAAAABTE/oL7Q_N3_YF4/s320/Photo0873.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328590906372262274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fav pic ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1MdGgcfI/AAAAAAAABS8/BPXmuAXbtFc/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1MdGgcfI/AAAAAAAABS8/BPXmuAXbtFc/s320/DSC01312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328590903451873778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love these people :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1MFeNJFI/AAAAAAAABS0/zl1PWFNjftg/s1600-h/DSC01301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1MFeNJFI/AAAAAAAABS0/zl1PWFNjftg/s320/DSC01301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328590897108821074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, a decent picture of both of us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks!!xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then after that, went home and m loving the way we spend time together-gather =) it was so undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;love you,mwah! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6872219583218889844?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6872219583218889844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6872219583218889844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/sumthing-worth-putting-up.html' title='Sumthing worth putting up =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SfL1Mv-UsfI/AAAAAAAABTM/-RPDLt1kKDs/s72-c/Photo0874.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-1051331519110421950</id><published>2009-04-23T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:03:55.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy larrr</title><content type='html'>I got my mobile phone today.yippie!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;feeling unfamiliar with alot of the features and stuff like that @@&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling lazy.bummer -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-1051331519110421950?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1051331519110421950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/1051331519110421950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/lazy-larrr.html' title='lazy larrr'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3461493668269991855</id><published>2009-04-18T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T13:44:27.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh!!finally larrrr xD</title><content type='html'>well yeh, m so not gonna get the w580i or w880i. they're just phones that caused nothing but lotsa trouble.keypads to be precised are the main problem.i'm a texter,thus, having a firm and solid keypads means alot to me. thxz to billy, he introduced me this superb awesome model tho it looks abit like OLD fashion,no style and all.but heck, it's so much better than all the phones that i've done research on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this phone has 3G and it's a cyber-shot phone.with 3.2 mp, hahahha,i can camwhore again yo! ada face detections lagi.email,picture blogging,photo fix,and etc.and guess what,m getting it for only less than 500 bucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there,here's the mobile phone that m loving it lots to the core.woot~~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325902201656216258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Seln1aYwisI/AAAAAAAABSs/y1mZUryyHsI/s320/K770i_truffle~brown_frontandside_image.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;just perfect for me :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cant wait to get it by this week or the next.YAY!!&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/5276772704519278304-3461493668269991855?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3461493668269991855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3461493668269991855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/ahhfinally-larrrr-xd.html' title='ahh!!finally larrrr xD'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Seln1aYwisI/AAAAAAAABSs/y1mZUryyHsI/s72-c/K770i_truffle~brown_frontandside_image.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8957562658453429971</id><published>2009-04-16T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:52:33.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tomoro is the day to get another vaccination. &lt;em&gt;*dies* &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FREAKING HATE NEEDLES CAN.GOSH,M SO GONNA CRY LARRRR&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8957562658453429971?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8957562658453429971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8957562658453429971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/tomoro-is-day-to-get-another.html' title=''/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2235363671595718528</id><published>2009-04-16T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T17:51:50.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrating giler lar.grrr</title><content type='html'>gah!!i'm so tired, tired, and tired of thinking which phone i should get my hands on. research,DONE! asking around,DONE! but still,i cant decide which is the right one until tomorrow.both phone has their own pros &amp;amp; cons. but mehh..and i think m too laid back these few days.but heck, in any other ways, i still bloody hate assigments tho m pretty good at it, at times lar.holly cow, m getting lazier everyday can.this holiday to me is like heaven and m loving it so much..one week only ok.so let me relax and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is it a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;W580i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;W880i&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325223897597343010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Seb-66219SI/AAAAAAAABSI/eFKuX18awq4/s320/W580i_p_frontandside_image_metro~pink.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325223895550205234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 147px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Seb-6zOxHTI/AAAAAAAABSA/j4qEb7sCQ0s/s320/w880i.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love both of them &lt;em&gt;larrr.how?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2235363671595718528?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2235363671595718528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2235363671595718528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/frustrating-largrrr.html' title='frustrating giler lar.grrr'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/Seb-66219SI/AAAAAAAABSI/eFKuX18awq4/s72-c/W580i_p_frontandside_image_metro~pink.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-518560594468528271</id><published>2009-04-15T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T02:31:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*shakes shakes*</title><content type='html'>so i was chatting with darl and we were talking bout the mobile phone that i'm gonna get.this is how it goes~~ me trying to ask his permission. never thought that i will ask him larrr..LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chocomonster says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;how how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;" ~ S l a C k E R ~ says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chocomonster says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lub euuuu ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;" ~ S l a C k E R ~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;try to save as much as possible now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but dont forget to eat ur meals ar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;meals still must eat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i find out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chocomonster says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;errr sure sure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;" ~ S l a C k E R ~ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u skipping meals cos of this &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chocomonster says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lolx ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;" ~ S l a C k E R ~ says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ur &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dead &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more hp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cannot buy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;chocomonster says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got clothes marr &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heehhe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ur serious ar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;" ~ S l a C k E R ~ says:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;serious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there goes my conv with him.hehehe..he's the best larr xD loves ^^&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324613577596370082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SeTT1nrafKI/AAAAAAAABR4/sCheY2hnJHA/s320/W580i_p_frontandside_image_metro~pink.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this is my future soon-to-be baby ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;needa go to the shop and check out the pricing and reconfirm everything.gahh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but well,i got the permission d.so yay!! ^^V&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-518560594468528271?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/518560594468528271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/518560594468528271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/shakes-shakes.html' title='*shakes shakes*'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SeTT1nrafKI/AAAAAAAABR4/sCheY2hnJHA/s72-c/W580i_p_frontandside_image_metro~pink.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-18074585760312333</id><published>2009-04-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:49:59.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a wonderful world with</title><content type='html'>my monkeys.OK,let's start blogging.LMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from mamak with my babes, crz &amp;amp; chels and Jon, of coz. ^^ was pretty happy to know that thy're coming down to visit me all the way from subang.i know you guys miss me heaps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pssssttt,darl,i lagi happy when u come down always too, k =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, we were talking bout supernatural aka spirit or ghost stuff like seriously, it really freak me out. especially my own experienced with this kinda things when m in klang club's toilet after 9pm -_- ok,shutup.hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i felt Jon is feeling out a place for a short while.hahahaa..but nahh,i think he's doing good. he understands female very well. see i praise you, bangga bo?lolx. *psstt,come down klang often yea* ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love hanging out with a bunch of open minded girls lo. coz it's much easier to talk bout any topics.hugsss :p ohoh,i need my "mummy" now.huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,mwah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-18074585760312333?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/18074585760312333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/18074585760312333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-wonderful-world-with.html' title='What a wonderful world with'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-5741647633287597468</id><published>2009-04-14T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:04:23.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of idea</title><content type='html'>my blogger's date went kuku d.so yea,this post is published on April 14,2009 dot dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that red hat and red coat makes me feel joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;that girl, once used to be my friend, but now not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad. at least now i dont need to pretend to like her.pfftt!&lt;br /&gt;having her around me makes me feel so uncomfortable can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~!i juz had sushi for lunch yo! so full T_T my tummy popping out jor larr.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh!!i planned to change my mobile phone.wat you guys think about &lt;strong&gt;w580i&lt;/strong&gt;?hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;imissyoulikecrazy&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-5741647633287597468?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5741647633287597468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/5741647633287597468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/out-of-idea.html' title='Out of idea'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-8382738451027619615</id><published>2009-04-09T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:21:16.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment like this</title><content type='html'>Looking back at those tiny little things that you've gotten for me.it makes me reminisced of what great moment i had when i'm with you. eventhough these tiny weeney little stuff that might be nothing and unworthg for others, it meant everything to me. All those experienced i've gone through makes me feel so loved and i could not ask for more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people wait for a life time for a moment like this,&lt;br /&gt;some people search forever for one special kiss,&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe it's happening to me,&lt;br /&gt;some people wait for a life time for a moment like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cherished every moment we had together and i dont think i can ever let it go.days might passed,years too, but those memories are so deeply planted into this tiny brain of mine, that it can never be erased eternally.unless i got memory lost lar,diff case then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for the day to come.m holding on to the promises and plans that we've made, the promises that u've made to me. we will make it through =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remembered when we're in KL? u were holding my hand like i'm a baby girl. you leaded me..you find food for me to makan. *damn,m hungry jor,feel like eating petaling street's laksa and kon lo mee.lolx* back to story, you too brought me to places that i wanted to go.i felt so secure when m with you.there's no need to worry about getting lost or anything because i've got you there for me whenever i need you. I can roam to any part of the world with you and i wont be worrying because you can find food and shelter for me.i love you lots and i miss your hugs every seconds of everyday u know ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we have McFlurry the next time we meet?which is TOMORROW!! xd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-8382738451027619615?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8382738451027619615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/8382738451027619615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/moment-like-this.html' title='Moment like this'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-9044286983180686648</id><published>2009-04-09T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T21:20:49.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple is the colour!</title><content type='html'>finally,m FREE! oklarh,juz for a few days only.then it's back to assignments and bla bla bla..u know what m saying right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what, Oprah Winfrey ROCKS boleh.i just love her shows more than ever. she reviewed this occasion where a man propose to his woman by doing a tv commercial ad!like seriously,it's so bloody romantic.ahhhhh!!!now i wanan get married like asap.LOL..i is jeolous ^^ nvm,my man sure got his own way wun.heheheh xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you guys agree that purple is sexy?personally, when i told my mum LAST TIME that i wanted to get some purple outfit,1st thing she would say is "watttttt?" yea,i still remembered that.well when i grew up, i SOMETIME find purple is nice.and sometimes,it juz look so ugly as how my mum describe it.lol..she's sexy ok! so baby told me that purple is a colour that represent sexy-ness and i of course,being me,i went -_- &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; after quite sometime, m still doubting the colour purple until i went to Cat Whiskers looking for a dress and i spotted a purple one.so try lo..*i took bout 8 to 10 dresses to try out.dont ask me why*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day, i finally choose that purple dress because well, it's comfy compare to others one.it's only 20bucks btw.i know lar it's cheap! because got 70% off mar.so i dont mind lor.yeslar,i love sales can.lolx..so u can target me as your target market when u have sales lor xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; the next day after getting the dress, i went back to Cat Whiskers again! bought another purple top.and today i went back there again and get a green top lor!now spending money like nobody business.tsk-tsk..sales has taken its toll on me.lalala~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is lubbing you everyday!hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : i still want my heels from Cat Whiskers but i was stopped by a &lt;em&gt;stop-spending-your-money&lt;/em&gt; "police" huhu..me wanna shopping larrrr T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-9044286983180686648?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/9044286983180686648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/9044286983180686648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/purple-is-colour.html' title='Purple is the colour!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-6180749104739671039</id><published>2009-04-05T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T11:55:50.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All in One</title><content type='html'>the whole saturday today belongs to us two after so long of not really spending time together.yay!!we had ss4's chicken rice for lunch.like seriously,it tasted so good that it makes me want to go back there again.smooth skin and the texture of the chicken is so irresistable.yum!quite pricey tho.hehe..then went ou do some window shopping (1st time go out dont buy things.geng bo?LOL ) and later at 5pm we went and catched the movie Knowing.ahhh!that movie really freak me out that one point,i even screamed -_- so memalukan can.this particular movie which is worth spending money on does gives me a very big impact.not because of all the numbers and weird people chasing after you but it is the fact that we gotta faced but it was chucked one side of our tiny little brain, where the world is really coming to an end soon.very soon if we dont do anything about it.zomg..even the wallpaper of Knowing freaks me out.overall, this movie is awesome bcoz it has so many morals and most importantly, it has created awareness to all (i hope) that if we dont do anything about our environment, EE - everyone else is gonna be dead, very soon.gah! so yea, after movie, went for dinner with baby's family.food was okay but the fish was superb nice. ^^ headed home after that and that's how we spent our saturday together.happy ending..oh did i mentioned that we even talk about our tiny little premonition that came true?geng-ness! deja-vuuuuu.hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-6180749104739671039?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6180749104739671039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/6180749104739671039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-in-one.html' title='All in One'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7151437928026317794</id><published>2009-04-04T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T17:08:48.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have a First-Aid kit?</title><content type='html'>today is Friday.but nahh,come to think about it.such day got no big deal but thank goodness m still living everyday to experience and live with my life.woot!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*listening to Korean songs are so yummy.&lt;em&gt;burppp&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now i've understood what's the meaning of i-cant-live-without-you this phrase used by so many people..it's like you're living each day for that person u love most.so complicated~~ ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320359739401255954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SdW2_phNPBI/AAAAAAAABQQ/3_dNAqV4ixA/s320/DSCF1326.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Rachel @ Bea (2 years ago)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;so today,i slept well.woke up feeling happy and then zzzzz.so yea,m not sure what kind of plan is instored for me today.m gonna do my things and as it flows..hopefully i can find sumthin i love doing best.wait,shoppin lar.but lalala~! no money d.hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i press the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RESET &lt;/span&gt;button ?lolx.i want my money to fly back into my purse -_- can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont wanna get addicted to so much of Korean songs or any artists if not &lt;em&gt;*dies*&lt;/em&gt; gonna spend whole lot of KACHINGs on albums and gosh,i've been there,done that.so, NO MORE.hahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think of me please. *sings think of me*&lt;br /&gt;look into your heart and you'll find love love love.so i wont hesitate no more no more it cannot wait,i'm sure.du du du dum dum di dum dum da da~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;i'd be everything that you need.a new beginning,a reason for living.i wanna lay like this forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320359738124112306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SdW2_kwtkbI/AAAAAAAABQY/5toyON81liY/s320/DSC00530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2 years ago @ Lecture Hall &gt; cute no?no?maybe chubby?lolx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7151437928026317794?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7151437928026317794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7151437928026317794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-have-first-aid-kit.html' title='Do you have a First-Aid kit?'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SdW2_phNPBI/AAAAAAAABQQ/3_dNAqV4ixA/s72-c/DSCF1326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7917523726004733167</id><published>2009-04-02T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:04:10.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Gladiator RAWRR!!</title><content type='html'>yayyay!!oh lala~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me shoe appy till i can eat so much of chilli right now.m loving my gladiator sandals yo!how can i not be happy har.lol..after buying so many things from online blogshop,i'm never satisfied until I bought this sandals can.totally happy with the quality and comfortness.that's why it is paid with a high price.heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala~!m the happiest baby right now and forever ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time just now.your tummy is so soft~~~like jelly only.be my pillow will ya? =)&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chels, you still owed me one ahh!hahhaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7917523726004733167?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7917523726004733167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7917523726004733167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/04/of-gladiator-rawrr.html' title='Of Gladiator RAWRR!!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-7230920829351289248</id><published>2009-03-31T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:34:10.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I told you so =)</title><content type='html'>well,i've finished my assignment already, for now.there are lots more to go :/&lt;br /&gt;anyways, in a relationship, there's ups and downs. The downs are something i will never like ever in my life.it's hard to adapt it at times, but that's life. Feeling out of place at times in his heart is something I experienced alot these days due to assignments, test, and stress. Despite all these factors, I would still have to learn how to be patient and have faith. It's a must to do it, because there's no other choice. I do not know how others deal with this kind of situation and do they even go through this but all i can say is, gotta strive for the best and work really hard as well as dont stop loving each other. And oh, i will be getting the sandals most prob tho it's pretty costly.i just love it.woot~! I know i can pull it through ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; my boss haven bank in my salary lerh.almost 3 months d.zzzz...m so gonna chase that fella until he pays me my KACHINGS!!urgh.lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"remember the times we cried together? it was the best moment in my life."&lt;/strong&gt; -you know the author for this =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"if i got down on my knees and told u i'm urs forever,would u get down urs too and take my hand?"&lt;/strong&gt; - Randy Travis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.and i know, you do the same too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-7230920829351289248?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7230920829351289248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/7230920829351289248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-told-you-so.html' title='I told you so =)'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4239728825331832006</id><published>2009-03-30T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:28:14.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want this RM 50 baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SdC6UBXu70I/AAAAAAAABQI/xAAd8mVfVSc/s1600-h/pleatedthongs02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318956013052686146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SdC6UBXu70I/AAAAAAAABQI/xAAd8mVfVSc/s320/pleatedthongs02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; what you guys think about this glad' sandals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318956007429897842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SdC6TsbJ_nI/AAAAAAAABQA/qQSB49nNPv0/s320/pleatedthongs05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GORGEOUS *screams*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4239728825331832006?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4239728825331832006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4239728825331832006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-this-rm-50-baby.html' title='I want this RM 50 baby!!'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/SdC6UBXu70I/AAAAAAAABQI/xAAd8mVfVSc/s72-c/pleatedthongs02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-4803241073937289118</id><published>2009-03-30T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:34:18.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>moi cannot sleep this morning.tossed and turned around till almost 4am, and i dozed off. but surprisingly,i wasnt that grumpy this morning.hehe..was at college this morning getting ready questions from assignment to ask lecturer.luckily i got her all to myself before the whole bunch of pempuans surround her.gosh, how to ask ques like that?hahhaha ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i of course understands well when someone is tired, they dont really feel like talking.but somehow, the quietness juz makes me feel weird.solly darl =) hugsie from chocomonster!mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus horrr, m loving my purse from day by day. tho the 1st time when i first set my eyes on it, it practically look like just a normal purse.well, it's pretty and special to me now xD lalala~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz woke up can.feeling much better and gonna have dinner.then after that cont assignment yo!huhu T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-4803241073937289118?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4803241073937289118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/4803241073937289118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/03/drama-queen.html' title='Drama Queen'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-2270696891970001149</id><published>2009-03-29T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T19:39:27.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For you lor! :p</title><content type='html'>baby, i know you're stressing with the whole piles of assignment and all.so yea,this post is for u hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,i dont know any words of encouragement BUT after all these assignment thing for you and I is over, i belanja u tako lar k?hehehe..hugss xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sayang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay,back to friggin annoying assignments.lalala~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-2270696891970001149?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2270696891970001149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/2270696891970001149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-you-lor-p.html' title='For you lor! :p'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5276772704519278304.post-3266882270776654186</id><published>2009-03-29T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:39:43.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spoilt Kid</title><content type='html'>i have to blog today because i'm so angry and pissed off.i seriously dislike you people can.it really gets into my nerves when you all dont even know the REAL situation and you already start judging me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you!crying like a baby doesnt get you anywhere!and stop using that tactic to get sympathy ok!to me,it's all bullcrap and such an act, should really be nominated for the oscar. your childish attitude wont get you anywhere unless u start acting like a grown up child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never seen a kid like you ASK extra money from ur parents.NEVER! you think i'm much diff that you are?you should truly know the answer. I have to live with it for A YEAR.and why cant u?! not enough money?go find a part time job during the weekends.no money?dont bother going out for movies. save ur money and you can do watever you want. but never ever ask for more than what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should really start to change.or else, you will be ruined. take every word of mine seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5276772704519278304-3266882270776654186?l=barneychic.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3266882270776654186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5276772704519278304/posts/default/3266882270776654186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://barneychic.blogspot.com/2009/03/spoilt-kid.html' title='Spoilt Kid'/><author><name>beatrice lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07846661372215835776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4I0T81zo_i4/S7qhHDv1aLI/AAAAAAAABqo/0kR6sHib84U/S220/26522_372147553756_686213756_3649703_95669_n.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
