<?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-7123547346149301024</id><updated>2012-01-05T19:49:52.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ She's a diva with a capital D ♥ xoxo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4191702226495506658</id><published>2010-10-04T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:09:58.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know you get me, so I let my walls come down ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You know, I never did understand why calling someone a female dog is such a bad thing. I mean, people don't seem offended when you call them a HEN. They just give you funny looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Meng Lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;OL. True.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I love being Malaysian. Malaysian accents are good when you're pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Meng Lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: YES ! Hujan emas di negara orang lain, hujan batu di negara sendiri, lebih baik di negara sendiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;OH DON'T YOU GO ALL BAHASA MELAYU ON ME, BIATCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;我會華語！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Meng Lu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: PSH. DON'T YOU GO ALL CHINESE ON ME,&lt;b&gt; HEN&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I GOT PWNED. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-4191702226495506658?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4191702226495506658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4191702226495506658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4191702226495506658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4191702226495506658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-know-you-get-me-so-i-let-my-walls.html' title='I know you get me, so I let my walls come down ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-6278190240371358791</id><published>2010-08-03T17:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T18:15:25.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Random conversation that came to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A: Hey, that's mine !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;B: Oh yeah? Well I don't see your name on it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A: That's because it's written in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;invisible ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, stupid !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TFfqlFyJpGI/AAAAAAAABKc/f-VUCSegCb4/s400/wtf-monkey.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 272px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501123392784933986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have a great week, everyone !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Kristal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  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href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/08/out-of-blue.html' title='Out of the blue.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TFfqlFyJpGI/AAAAAAAABKc/f-VUCSegCb4/s72-c/wtf-monkey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5424871303455938865</id><published>2010-07-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T19:36:32.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I looked like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img826.imageshack.us/i/dsc00624v.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img826.imageshack.us/img826/2594/dsc00624v.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had hair like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img6.imageshack.us/i/dsc08262t.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img6.imageshack.us/img6/8803/dsc08262t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img594.imageshack.us/i/dsc08479.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img594.imageshack.us/img594/497/dsc08479.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img827.imageshack.us/i/dsc08561.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img827.imageshack.us/img827/6091/dsc08561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img33.imageshack.us/i/dsc00428qc.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/8913/dsc00428qc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I loved caps like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img195.imageshack.us/i/dsc02329zi.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img195.imageshack.us/img195/5011/dsc02329zi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img443.imageshack.us/i/dsc02341r.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/6914/dsc02341r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And wore headbands like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img687.imageshack.us/i/dsc06156picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img687.imageshack.us/img687/3792/dsc06156picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img29.imageshack.us/i/dsc06138l.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img29.imageshack.us/img29/9248/dsc06138l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had make up skills that suck like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img808.imageshack.us/i/dsc03629.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img808.imageshack.us/img808/1429/dsc03629.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img815.imageshack.us/i/dsc03635u.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img815.imageshack.us/img815/7250/dsc03635u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I was pretty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img227.imageshack.us/i/picnikcollageee.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/8949/picnikcollageee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also liked to take photos from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weird angles&lt;/span&gt; and make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid faces&lt;/span&gt;, like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img15.imageshack.us/i/shdsfgjh.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img15.imageshack.us/img15/7641/shdsfgjh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very very bad&lt;/span&gt; at editing photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img707.imageshack.us/i/picnikcollagewf.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img707.imageshack.us/img707/5261/picnikcollagewf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also tallest in the family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img64.imageshack.us/i/spongebobnpatrick.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img64.imageshack.us/img64/3188/spongebobnpatrick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was much easier to convince my brothers to take photos with me.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img134.imageshack.us/i/dsc00431vq.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img134.imageshack.us/img134/7104/dsc00431vq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img4.imageshack.us/i/dsc00434vu.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img4.imageshack.us/img4/5074/dsc00434vu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;... Kind of, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img249.imageshack.us/i/dsc00168ha.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img249.imageshack.us/img249/6404/dsc00168ha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img833.imageshack.us/i/dsc01065g.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img833.imageshack.us/img833/3188/dsc01065g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once upon a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; a sexy diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img718.imageshack.us/i/dsc00421g.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img718.imageshack.us/img718/7770/dsc00421g.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kristal ♥&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/7123547346149301024-5424871303455938865?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5424871303455938865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5424871303455938865' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5424871303455938865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5424871303455938865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/07/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time ...'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4492215177041902239</id><published>2010-07-12T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:34:53.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Chao on The Twilight Saga: Eclipse</title><content type='html'>I just watched a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peter Chao&lt;/span&gt; video a couple of minutes ago. He was talking about the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eclipse&lt;/span&gt; movie and what he liked and disliked about it. He's just so crazy hilarious. He made me laugh so hard, I figured I'd share some of his insane quotes and lines from the video with you to make your day, too. Yes, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; share :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;**Warning:&lt;/span&gt; This blog post will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flooded&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naughty, foul words&lt;/span&gt; - it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is &lt;/span&gt;Peter Chao. So if you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;young and innocent and pure&lt;/span&gt;, you better move on to the next post or something. I will &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;be held responsible for any brain damage or bad influence you might suffer after reading this blog post. Remember, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;curiosity kills the cat&lt;/span&gt;. Whoa look, I used an idiom :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best part of Twilight Eclipse.. Was when it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;. Hahahahaha &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*Crazy insane Peter Chao laugh*&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The best part of the entire movie.. Was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter trailer&lt;/span&gt; ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The first time that Taylor Lautner appear on the screen with his fucking eight packs, all the fat girls in the front row go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AAHHHHHHH YAI YAI YAI YAI OOOHH OOHOH OOHOH AAAAHHHHHHHH OMG OMG EIGHT PACK EIGHT PACK ! I WANT TO LICK THOSE ABS...&lt;/span&gt; Well you know what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm trying to watch a fucking movie. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everytime Robert Pattinson will show up with the glitter on his face. What are you? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A fucking gay vampire&lt;/span&gt;? But really, I mean, when your skin glitter, you're pretty gay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Taylor Lautner, your eight pack is nothing compared to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nine&lt;/span&gt; pack, okay? I have like the eight right here and then the one on top. It's like a mountain. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm like a mountain of sex&lt;/span&gt;.. I don't even know what I'm talking about.. It's okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is with that Boo.. Bull.. Bulltaly. Is it Bulltary (Volturi)? One of the most powerful vampire group ever. And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; is the leader? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DAKOTA FUCKING FANNING&lt;/span&gt;. She's like a small midget ! Everybody else is bigger than her. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; could crush her ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video if you'd rather watch him yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EUgZMIe9I4E&amp;amp;playnext_from=TL&amp;amp;videos=MjXbKhGHJJE&amp;amp;feature=sub"&gt;Chinese Guy LIKED Eclipse!!?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy laughing !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-4492215177041902239?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4492215177041902239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4492215177041902239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4492215177041902239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4492215177041902239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/07/peter-chao-on-twilight-saga-eclipse.html' title='Peter Chao on The Twilight Saga: Eclipse'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-217895184941001654</id><published>2010-07-10T17:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:51:26.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Trip to The Petrol Station</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes, you read the title correctly. I am going to blog about my first attempt at filling up my car's petrol tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This might strike you as being an extremely boring topic at first, but you will soon discover that you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;.. Especially when I tell you that it was the first time I've ever filled a car with petrol. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;. Which is ridiculous, seeing how I've been driving for more than a month now. Thing is, every time I drive, the petrol tank is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; full ! I think my driver fills it for me or something, since he drives that car sometimes, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyway. So there I was, on my way to the nearest petrol station after dropping &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Stanley&lt;/span&gt; off at the basketball court in Balakong. The light that indicates the amount of fuel left was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blinking like crazy&lt;/span&gt; and I was so scared that I'd be too late. Thankfully, I got there on time. I pulled over at a pump - which I think was meant for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;motorcycles&lt;/span&gt; and not cars but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what the hell&lt;/span&gt; - and turned off the engine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thereon starts my great adventure of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;searching for the lever that opens the fuel cap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; clueless about all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After staring blankly at all the buttons in my car and wrongly pushing on the one that opens the hood, I eventually found the correct lever and pulled it. I then walked over to the counter to pay, and walked back to my car..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only to stare incredulously at the fuel cap like a total idiot. I had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely no idea&lt;/span&gt; how to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned it to the right, then to the left. I pulled and pushed.. And it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;wouldn't open. "I'm so fucked," I thought out loud. I looked over to the old man at the next pump.. And found out that he was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;staring&lt;/span&gt; at me as if a teenager failing to open her car's fuel cap is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;most amusing thing&lt;/span&gt; he's ever witnessed. I smiled at him, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;attempting to blind him&lt;/span&gt; with my shiny braces, and failed. Instead, I asked him for help. He came over, turned the fuel cap to the left, and it opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I spent like, what, a whole minute trying to do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just that&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously?! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thanked him and gave him my best "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you totally just saved my life thank you so much&lt;/span&gt;" smile and turned to face the pump. I thanked God I knew which fuel type to use -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it was stated at the fuel cap cover thingy, so yeah&lt;/span&gt;. I lifted the pump handle, inserted the nozzle into the fuel cap, and waited. I realised after a few seconds that I was supposed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pull the bloody lever&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let out a soft scream when the pump jerked when the fuel was flowing. I screamed again when it jerked the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;second time&lt;/span&gt;. I looked over at the counter display and noticed that the amount of fuel and price stopped increasing. I realised soon that I was supposed to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;continue holding onto the damn lever&lt;/span&gt; until I reach the amount of fuel I paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stupid to infinity and beyond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there, I was thinking about something my Physics teacher, Miss Paulina showed us in class once. It's a video showing a girl refueling her car at the petrol station.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her shirt sleeve caught fire at the end of the video&lt;/span&gt;. I was totally freaked out, so I stood so still the whole time I swear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a fly could've landed on me and linger there&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it reached the right amount, I placed the pump back in it's original place, closed the fuel cap and drove happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The End.&lt;/span&gt; Bye Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;The worst petrol filler in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Kristal &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/7123547346149301024-217895184941001654?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/217895184941001654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=217895184941001654' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/217895184941001654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/217895184941001654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-trip-to-petrol-station.html' title='My Trip to The Petrol Station'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2700833719691421878</id><published>2010-07-06T20:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T21:20:46.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>給爺爺的信: Lettre à mon grand-père ♥</title><content type='html'>親愛的爺爺，&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 你近來好嗎？ 在那裡過得還習慣嗎？ 我們在這裡過得都很好。 大家都健健康康地，堅強地過日子。 我們都好想你。尤其是婆婆。 每當提起你，她的雙眼馬上就會紅起來。 看得出，婆婆比誰都還更想念你，受打擊最重的也是婆婆。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 不知不覺，你離開我們已經兩個月了。還記得我剛剛得到你出事的消息時，整個人呆住了，一聲都沒出，眼淚卻不停地流下。我把自己鎖在房間裡，不停地放聲大哭。哭累了，就開始亂罵。當時，我很生氣，很不甘願。爺爺應該出席我的大學畢業典禮，應該看著我成功，應該在我嫁人當天讓我向他敬茶，應該為我的孩子取乳名... 別人的爺爺可以，為什麼我的爺爺就不行呢?! 我不明白為什麼人生這麼不公平。想要的，就偏偏不會得到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 可是爺，你知道我到現在都還後悔着的是什麼嗎？ 我最後悔的，就是我拒絕唱歌給你聽的每一次。你出殯前幾天，我一有機會就會站在你的棺材邊唱歌給你聽。當時我真的很恨我自己。為什麼我這麼執著，這麼難搞？我唯一可以拿來安慰自己的，是希望你能聽見我唱歌給你聽。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 我答應過自己，每一次上台表演都要做到最好。因為我唱的每一首歌，跳的每一支舞，演的沒一場戲，都是奉獻給你的。我會站在台上，感覺你的存在，因為我相信你一定不會錯過任何看我表演的機會。可能你還會跟天上的天使炫耀你的孫女呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 爺爺，我愛你。永遠，永遠。♥&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/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDMr8JLEhkI/AAAAAAAABKU/zOHwRw1ZxyA/s1600/Picture-march07+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDMr8JLEhkI/AAAAAAAABKU/zOHwRw1ZxyA/s400/Picture-march07+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490780682949264962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I found this photo from 3 years ago while looking through some old photos in My Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;It's the only one I have of Grandpa and my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;I love you, YeYe. Forever and Always ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;With all the love in the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Your granddaughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nana ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I haven't written in Chinese for a really, REALLY long time. So there might be a lot of grammar mistakes here that'll make people who are fluent in the language laugh out loud. But it doesn't matter. All that matters, is that Grandpa gets it, and that he knows I love him with all my heart. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-2700833719691421878?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2700833719691421878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2700833719691421878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2700833719691421878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2700833719691421878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/07/lettre-mon-grand-pere.html' title='給爺爺的信: Lettre à mon grand-père ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDMr8JLEhkI/AAAAAAAABKU/zOHwRw1ZxyA/s72-c/Picture-march07+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5997768876771571898</id><published>2010-07-05T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T23:41:17.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECA Camp 2010</title><content type='html'>It's been two days since ECA Camp and my whole body's still sore from all the running and rope climbing and jumping around that I had to do that day. I wasn't all that keen on going at first, but after all those crazy games and fooling around with my teammates, I guess it wasn't as bad as I'd thought it would be. I had fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the honor of being in a team with a bunch of lovable maniacs. We were known as THE BEAST. There's still a slight controversy as to whether or not there's an 'S' at the end of the word 'Beast' but whatever. It doesn't really matter that much. We're awesome anyway :P We came up with a crazy cheer and had a wicked logo that was designed by our very own swimming Golden Boy, Mr. Jeremy Ng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link to the video we took of our awesomely awesome sexy beast cheer :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pampereddiva?v=app_2413267546#%21/video/video.php?v=1522258822366"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pampereddiva?v=app_2413267546#!/video/video.php?v=1522258822366&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos that Jia Wen took that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img205.imageshack.us/i/35403152225326222714114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/5858/35403152225326222714114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The making of the flag !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img821.imageshack.us/i/35403152225330222814114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img821.imageshack.us/img821/3313/35403152225330222814114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Everybody working hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img62.imageshack.us/i/34059152286951763314114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img62.imageshack.us/img62/6325/34059152286951763314114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See Hau and I helping Aziz "lay his egg". Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img198.imageshack.us/i/34059152286939763014114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img198.imageshack.us/img198/8260/34059152286939763014114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is my little brother, Stanley :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img19.imageshack.us/i/35347152286799759514114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/8939/35347152286799759514114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stan's expression = PRICELESS ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He hurt his fingers trying to climb that rope :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img697.imageshack.us/i/34059152286947763214114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img697.imageshack.us/img697/4060/34059152286947763214114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay Aziz ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img19.imageshack.us/i/34059152286923762614114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img19.imageshack.us/img19/1687/34059152286923762614114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at our captain go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img96.imageshack.us/i/35347152286791759314114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img96.imageshack.us/img96/7175/35347152286791759314114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jeremy !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boy had no problems getting to the top, at all ! HOT, right? Oh and girls? He's single :) hahahahahahahaha He's gonna kill me if he sees this =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sexy Beasts, Horny Beasts, Scary Beasts.. Call us whatever you want. We're THE BEAST, because we're gonna tear all the other teams apart.. Well, that's what we'd intended to do, anyway. Sadly, things didn't exactly go our way. So we didn't end up being the champions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, 2 out of the 4 individual prizes were given to people from our team. Kok Tong got Best Captain and the Best Female Participant went to, none other than, yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehhehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I am a very happy girl. Hehehehehehehhehehehehehehehee :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img704.imageshack.us/i/laughingbaby.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img704.imageshack.us/img704/2534/laughingbaby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to take a group photo with the rest of the team, but everyone disappeared right after the video was taken. They were so incredibly fast .____.&lt;br /&gt;So I only managed to snap a quick one with the captain, Kok Tong and See Hau with our prizes and crazy awesome flag :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img718.imageshack.us/i/34891152287055765914114.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img718.imageshack.us/img718/7287/34891152287055765914114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;weeeeeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what the prize was ?&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;A travelling mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bloody cup.. Of which I already have 5 of. Aduh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img293.imageshack.us/i/03072010349.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img293.imageshack.us/img293/5194/03072010349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay I won ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img811.imageshack.us/i/03072010355.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img811.imageshack.us/img811/1777/03072010355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes. You are looking at the Best Female Participant. This is she.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img820.imageshack.us/i/03072010359.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img820.imageshack.us/img820/9448/03072010359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mmm. I is loving my mug :3 ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img130.imageshack.us/i/03072010335.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/8379/03072010335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wait a sec. I already have 5 of these. Really? A mug? That's the best you can do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img594.imageshack.us/i/03072010343.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img594.imageshack.us/img594/6720/03072010343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A stupid mug ?! After all the rope climbing and running around and having 2 girls sit on top of me and shaking my booty like I just don't care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GET A MUG ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WHOAAAAAA ! Major deja vu there ! I think I had a dream about this a few days before last year's ECA Camp. I didn't go, but I had a dream about winning something. Wow. This was TOTALLY meant to be! I was totally meant to win this mug! I am THAT awesome ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that makes the mug less lame.. I think. It's still in it's box. I threw it in some corner of my room. It's buried under the other junk I have in here. It'll resurface again, someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, time for some total randomness to make your day ! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img215.imageshack.us/i/hamstercarrot.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img215.imageshack.us/img215/4186/hamstercarrot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img249.imageshack.us/i/299000347d62adc2956o.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img249.imageshack.us/img249/6405/299000347d62adc2956o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proof that hamsters can't spell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img251.imageshack.us/i/peanuth.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img251.imageshack.us/img251/677/peanuth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Have a great week, ya'll !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-5997768876771571898?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5997768876771571898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5997768876771571898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5997768876771571898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5997768876771571898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/07/eca-camp-2010.html' title='ECA Camp 2010'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5094897574502534419</id><published>2010-06-26T14:05:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T23:51:38.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fusion Magic : 2nd Term Showcase</title><content type='html'>BONJOUR BLOGOSPHERE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long, long time since I have set foot here and now, finally we meet again ! Yes I know it's been months. I will, once again, use school and exams as an excuse for my long absence. No one can argue with that, right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so a little update on what I've been up to lately (for the past 3 months, more like). I've survived my midterm exams but I have yet to see my report card. Which, I assure you, will NOT be a pretty sight. I didn't fail any subjects, but I feel like I've failed myself. I actually got a D for Add Math and E for Chemistry ! But I probably deserve that, seeing as how I haven't been revising or paying enough attention in class. I don't know how Mom will react when she sees those hideous grades. I hope she doesn't pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been very into football lately, because of the FIFA World Cup, of course. Who would've thought Kristal Ho to be so crazy about FOOTBALL ? I sure didn't. I'm with Argentina, just so you know. And yes, I know they were torn apart by the Germans, but whatever. Win or lose, rise or fall, Argentina is still the best team in the world to me. Forever and Always. SUCK ON THAT, GERMANY ! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img121.imageshack.us/i/lionelmessih.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img121.imageshack.us/img121/5657/lionelmessih.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lionel Messi is like Picasso on the football field. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 26th of June was the last day of Term 2 of Fusion Saturday School. We had a show for the parents. Mom didn't come but I guess it's okay. We were AWESOME anyway ! :D Here are some photos we took that day ! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like a little Fusion to revive my outrageously neglected blog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKTwtd80I/AAAAAAAABJ8/DZ07-sQD3lQ/s1600/19062010159_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKTwtd80I/AAAAAAAABJ8/DZ07-sQD3lQ/s400/19062010159_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490040017862390594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Daniella :)  ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKUQvMMAI/AAAAAAAABKE/9zWryGKbYqw/s1600/19062010162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKUQvMMAI/AAAAAAAABKE/9zWryGKbYqw/s400/19062010162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490040026459549698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ella looking gorgeous ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKVKP-XlI/AAAAAAAABKM/8MgdsffoPMc/s1600/19062010167_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKVKP-XlI/AAAAAAAABKM/8MgdsffoPMc/s400/19062010167_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490040041897877074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Natalie ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&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/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKRsXYT9I/AAAAAAAABJs/BdjDB6kYWLI/s1600/34145_439603892501_182315782501_5789612_87226_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKRsXYT9I/AAAAAAAABJs/BdjDB6kYWLI/s400/34145_439603892501_182315782501_5789612_87226_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490039982336266194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Simply LOVE this picture !&lt;br /&gt;Kristal and Ella: The Glamour Girls ;) ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKSw0IYtI/AAAAAAAABJ0/6OYujet8Fvs/s1600/36986_439764607501_182315782501_5793868_1314684_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKSw0IYtI/AAAAAAAABJ0/6OYujet8Fvs/s400/36986_439764607501_182315782501_5793868_1314684_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490040000710468306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rehearsing before the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img5.imageshack.us/i/35774439606427501182315.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img5.imageshack.us/img5/4869/35774439606427501182315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img705.imageshack.us/i/35774439606432501182315.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img705.imageshack.us/img705/5167/35774439606432501182315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img121.imageshack.us/i/26062010203.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img121.imageshack.us/img121/6994/26062010203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nish ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img88.imageshack.us/i/26062010204.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img88.imageshack.us/img88/6473/26062010204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nish's iguana face ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img809.imageshack.us/i/26062010205picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img809.imageshack.us/img809/2746/26062010205picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sweet little Fateha :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img697.imageshack.us/i/260620102072.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img697.imageshack.us/img697/1250/260620102072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fusion Girls ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img257.imageshack.us/i/26062010208.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/7259/26062010208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Them girls ;) ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img138.imageshack.us/i/26062010209picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/9058/26062010209picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kasumi ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img408.imageshack.us/i/26062010210.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img408.imageshack.us/img408/677/26062010210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you, Kasumi ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img707.imageshack.us/i/26062010213.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img707.imageshack.us/img707/1733/26062010213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Senior Fusion girls ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img692.imageshack.us/i/26062010216.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img692.imageshack.us/img692/9852/26062010216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Natalie ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img194.imageshack.us/i/26062010218.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img194.imageshack.us/img194/34/26062010218.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img682.imageshack.us/i/26062010219picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img682.imageshack.us/img682/2931/26062010219picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With Daniella and Katherina ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img717.imageshack.us/i/26062010220picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img717.imageshack.us/img717/13/26062010220picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And Ella joins in ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img28.imageshack.us/i/26062010221picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img28.imageshack.us/img28/9905/26062010221picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carla with hat :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img243.imageshack.us/i/26062010222picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/7640/26062010222picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carla sans hat :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img228.imageshack.us/i/26062010223.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/7817/26062010223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yuan Ling ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img689.imageshack.us/i/26062010224.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img689.imageshack.us/img689/692/26062010224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With Sam and Katelyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img638.imageshack.us/i/26062010225picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img638.imageshack.us/img638/7785/26062010225picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aren't they just adorable ?! :D ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img686.imageshack.us/i/26062010226.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img686.imageshack.us/img686/5272/26062010226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nish's smile ? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img248.imageshack.us/i/26062010227picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img248.imageshack.us/img248/3830/26062010227picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nish's REAL smile :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img17.imageshack.us/i/26062010228.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/7095/26062010228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The lovely Shanthini ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was Jamie's last day with us, so Fusion planned a little something to wish him goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img638.imageshack.us/i/26062010231picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img638.imageshack.us/img638/1848/26062010231picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabera made the delicious cake !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img80.imageshack.us/i/26062010230picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img80.imageshack.us/img80/2205/26062010230picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cue Katy Perry and Timbaland's "If We Ever Meet Again" ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img337.imageshack.us/i/26062010232picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img337.imageshack.us/img337/4121/26062010232picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jamie's happy he got a cake :) Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img294.imageshack.us/i/26062010234picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img294.imageshack.us/img294/9565/26062010234picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img31.imageshack.us/i/26062010236picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img31.imageshack.us/img31/558/26062010236picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img709.imageshack.us/i/26062010237picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/6995/26062010237picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you want some cake, tiny, little girl? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img10.imageshack.us/i/26062010239picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img10.imageshack.us/img10/7853/26062010239picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;Jamie and I ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gonna miss him LOADS :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img638.imageshack.us/i/26062010240picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img638.imageshack.us/img638/3888/26062010240picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guna was saying:" If I see this on Facebook, you're DEAD."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, it's on my blog. So I'm alive? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img59.imageshack.us/i/26062010243picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img59.imageshack.us/img59/8529/26062010243picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img514.imageshack.us/i/26062010244picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/820/26062010244picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img94.imageshack.us/i/26062010245.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/149/26062010245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;CJ ! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Met Joanne, who played Bell in Sri Cempaka's Beauty and The Beast Play a  couple of weeks ago ! Didn't catch the play because Mr. Valentino Yee  didn't get me tickets :P But it's okay, because I met the star of the  show anyway :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img340.imageshack.us/i/26062010248picnik.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img340.imageshack.us/img340/5197/26062010248picnik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Joanne ! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When this next photo was being taken, Daniella's dad (who was taking the photo) said:" Smile ! Act like you like each other ! " I had to try so hard to not laugh out loud, just in case I look like a total nutcase in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" title="ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting" href="http://img12.imageshack.us/i/26062010251.jpg/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img12.imageshack.us/img12/9992/26062010251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The beautiful Judimar Hernandez and me trying not to laugh ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Term 3 doesn't start until September. Yesterday was the first Fusion-less Saturday I'd had for months. It wasn't so bad, probably because I had to go for ECA Camp at school. I'll blog about that next time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my fellow Fusioners: See ya'll in September ! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Kristal ♥&lt;/span&gt;&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/7123547346149301024-5094897574502534419?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5094897574502534419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5094897574502534419' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5094897574502534419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5094897574502534419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/06/fusion-magic-2nd-term-showcase.html' title='Fusion Magic : 2nd Term Showcase'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TDCKTwtd80I/AAAAAAAABJ8/DZ07-sQD3lQ/s72-c/19062010159_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2007154977262693446</id><published>2010-03-22T21:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:23:04.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things We Say at Tuition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kcw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:" Remember to bring a hammer to school tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:" HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.. Why did I wanna do that, again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kcw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:" To hit Mr. Yu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:" OHMYGOD Why would I do &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Kcw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:" ... Because he's gonna screw the hell out of us when he returns our &lt;strong&gt;Chemistry papers&lt;/strong&gt; tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back more exam papers tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-2007154977262693446?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2007154977262693446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2007154977262693446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2007154977262693446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2007154977262693446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/03/things-we-say-in-tuition.html' title='Things We Say at Tuition'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7478925038410583609</id><published>2010-03-21T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T11:39:27.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel stupid. And I'm not liking it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FAILED MY UNDANG TEST.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never failed at &lt;strong&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/strong&gt; in life.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then I go ahead and &lt;strong&gt;fail&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UNDANG TEST&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Unbe-BLOODY-lievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FML. FML. FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I slept at 4a.m. this morning, which is the result of a &lt;strong&gt;very long&lt;/strong&gt; late night call with my Fusion mate, &lt;strong&gt;Saundra Locke&lt;/strong&gt;. Got off of my lazy arse at around 6.30a.m. and left for the Centre at around 7.15a.m..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I waited there for a bloody hour and a half, because the people there decided they were important enough to have a bunch of people who can't drive stand around and wait for them like idiots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When they finally came and the doors opened, I went in.. Just to wait for another hour just so they can get themselves comfortable in their seats and prepare themselves for a long day of "&lt;em&gt;tiring" &lt;/em&gt;work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You should've seen how I was. I was all jumpy and impatient. I was so nervous and hungry that I was sure I was going to barf right there in the middle of the room full of people. I literally jumped out of my seat and ran towards the counter when my name was called. But all the dude there did was ask for my I.C., take my picture and my thumb print.. Then he asked me to go back to my seat and wait more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I swear I could've kicked him in the balls right there and then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after waiting for a total of 2 and a half hours, I went in to take the test for half an hour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FAILED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I invented an equation for my failure:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nerves + Hunger + Stress + Sleep Deprivation&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;= &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNDANG FAIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid right now, it's ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Mum has no idea of her failure of a daughter's miserable failure yet. I hope she'll take the death of her daughter's intellect and common sense calmly. She'll probably think I'm joking at first. God, I hate to have to be the reason for the disappointment that will definitely be on her face in less than an hour or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I should go eat something now before I crash. I've got exactly 5 days to shove facts about road signs and demerits into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try my utmost best &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; to eat the text book.. Or the CD with the trial questions, for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Wish me luck,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kristal ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;I wanna give a shout out to my awesome, hyperactive friend,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Congratulations on passing the test, Bebe! I know you're gonna start feeling bad for telling me you passed when you find out I didn't so I'm warning you now.. You better NOT be ! If you do, then I'll &lt;strong&gt;definitely&lt;/strong&gt; be pissed off at you! :P Hahaha love you, Bebe ;) ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-7478925038410583609?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7478925038410583609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7478925038410583609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7478925038410583609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7478925038410583609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-feel-stupid-and-im-not-liking-it.html' title='I feel stupid. And I&apos;m not liking it.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-8715380187431037503</id><published>2010-03-19T02:01:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:41:43.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alice In Wonderland: Full of Muchie Muchness !</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I'd like to make a shout out to my buttery friend &lt;strong&gt;Shane&lt;/strong&gt;, and tell him that Alice in Wonderland is &lt;strong&gt;SO NOT a lousy movie !&lt;/strong&gt; Not to me, anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I liked all the characters' looks. From Alice to the Cheshire Cat, to the beautiful White Queen and &lt;strong&gt;Bloody-Big-Head Red Queen&lt;/strong&gt;. Not forgetting the gorgeous Johnny Depp as the maniacal Mad Hatter. &lt;strong&gt;That dude makes madness HOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I especially liked Alice's character because, in contrast to the timid and innocent Alice I've seen in other versions of the story, this one's &lt;strong&gt;haughty, courageous and full of Girl Power&lt;/strong&gt;. I read that originally, Anne Hathaway was supposed to play the role of Alice, instead of Mia Wasikowska. She turned the part down because it was too similar to previous roles she'd done before. I couldn't believe it. &lt;strong&gt;What normal human being would turn down such an amazing role as Alice?&lt;/strong&gt; Whoever plays that part will definitely shoot to stardom! But then again, Anne Hathaway isn't just any normal human being. I guess you can take up or turn down any part in a major blockbuster you'd like if you're Anne Hathaway. I love her so much ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Throughout the whole movie, I had laughed like a madwoman, sat at the edge of my seat, shed a tear or two and laughed more like a lunatic. It might not be the best movie ever, but it's definitely worth a watch, if only to see Johnny Depp playing yet another eccentric character and Anne Hathaway looking and prancing around as if she &lt;strong&gt;jumped right out of a fairytale&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Here are a couple memorable quotes from the movie:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mad Hatter&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Have I gone mad?&lt;/em&gt; [Alice checks Hatter's temperature] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice Kingsley&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;I'm afraid so. You're entirely bonkers. But I'll tell you a secret. &lt;strong&gt;All the best people are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mad Hatter&lt;/strong&gt;: [to Alice] &lt;em&gt;You used to be much more...&lt;strong&gt;muchier&lt;/strong&gt;. You've lost your &lt;strong&gt;muchness&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jabberwocky&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;So my old foe, we meet on the battlefield once again. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice Kingsley&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;We have never met.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jabberwocky&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not you, insignificant bearer&lt;/strong&gt;. My ancient enemy, the Vorpal one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;On the previous Sunday, Daddy took us to a movie. We wanted to watch Percy Jackson and The Lightning Thief so I booked the tickets online while Dad was sleeping. I told him that all the cinemas in MidValley were booked and that the movie will only be showing in Gold Class at Gardens Signature. I asked him if the price (RM42 per person) was okay and which card he wanted me to use. Since all I got from him were grunts and snores, I decided to take matters into my own hands. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We ended up spending RM200+ for a movie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;He really should've said something before I clicked "Enter" and confirmed the ticket purchase. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Anyway, after an extremely long picture drought on this blog, here are some photos I took that day. Enjoy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450268118732803682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6M9-iu0jmI/AAAAAAAABGk/kCDCsur-vKk/s400/CIMG0724_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6M9_tUSUTI/AAAAAAAABGs/GfbIPBWhqAY/s1600-h/CIMG0696_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450268138754167090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6M9_tUSUTI/AAAAAAAABGs/GfbIPBWhqAY/s400/CIMG0696_picnik.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffffff"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is my brother, Kar Heng. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He is silly but I love him ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6M99-oOQWI/AAAAAAAABGc/SZ9PRr18EOc/s1600-h/CIMG0741_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450268109041451362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6M99-oOQWI/AAAAAAAABGc/SZ9PRr18EOc/s400/CIMG0741_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Meet my sister Karla, everyone! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxcJlOd_I/AAAAAAAABGU/DNEvC68W7-g/s1600-h/CIMG0744_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450254333726586866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxcJlOd_I/AAAAAAAABGU/DNEvC68W7-g/s400/CIMG0744_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfy Gold Class seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxbuhB1tI/AAAAAAAABGM/Epnqwhm9Aj8/s1600-h/CIMG0752_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450254326461224658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxbuhB1tI/AAAAAAAABGM/Epnqwhm9Aj8/s400/CIMG0752_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Valley Megamall went Alice in Wonderland crazy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Mxa9ptQLI/AAAAAAAABGE/ejwy7sHUrjA/s1600-h/CIMG0755_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450254313344286898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Mxa9ptQLI/AAAAAAAABGE/ejwy7sHUrjA/s400/CIMG0755_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxZ-w4K9I/AAAAAAAABF8/fU47viYWaK0/s1600-h/CIMG0759_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450254296462928850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxZ-w4K9I/AAAAAAAABF8/fU47viYWaK0/s400/CIMG0759_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ♥ tea parties :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxYCdsWfI/AAAAAAAABF0/Lt2IbIqGKPs/s1600-h/CIMG0760_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450254263096465906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MxYCdsWfI/AAAAAAAABF0/Lt2IbIqGKPs/s400/CIMG0760_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuCR4fpNI/AAAAAAAABFs/ien2JnygLU0/s1600-h/CIMG0761_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250590743405778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuCR4fpNI/AAAAAAAABFs/ien2JnygLU0/s400/CIMG0761_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what you see in malls when a show's going on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuBgj7V1I/AAAAAAAABFk/gbyi8Lz2PtA/s1600-h/CIMG0764_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250577503803218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuBgj7V1I/AAAAAAAABFk/gbyi8Lz2PtA/s400/CIMG0764_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuA9PK5mI/AAAAAAAABFc/wnB7inVeM0w/s1600-h/CIMG0766_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250568021501538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuA9PK5mI/AAAAAAAABFc/wnB7inVeM0w/s400/CIMG0766_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuAai9UMI/AAAAAAAABFU/6142BK5SYrc/s1600-h/CIMG0768_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250558709256386" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6MuAai9UMI/AAAAAAAABFU/6142BK5SYrc/s400/CIMG0768_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Mt_ghGRlI/AAAAAAAABFM/F0Pr1IKIEkk/s1600-h/CIMG0769_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450250543132198482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Mt_ghGRlI/AAAAAAAABFM/F0Pr1IKIEkk/s400/CIMG0769_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz2_3JvmI/AAAAAAAABFE/uFF9KBsAYu4/s1600-h/CIMG0771_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450045887764610658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz2_3JvmI/AAAAAAAABFE/uFF9KBsAYu4/s400/CIMG0771_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz2FAyL6I/AAAAAAAABE8/US3Xl-9PfQo/s1600-h/CIMG0773_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450045871967317922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz2FAyL6I/AAAAAAAABE8/US3Xl-9PfQo/s400/CIMG0773_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz1zzwnhI/AAAAAAAABE0/rgyKV9dS2XI/s1600-h/CIMG0774_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450045867349286418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz1zzwnhI/AAAAAAAABE0/rgyKV9dS2XI/s400/CIMG0774_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz1f36s7I/AAAAAAAABEs/zThRlNekQ5Y/s1600-h/CIMG0776_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450045861998015410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz1f36s7I/AAAAAAAABEs/zThRlNekQ5Y/s400/CIMG0776_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad she doesn't have a "regrettably large head".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz0z-iyUI/AAAAAAAABEk/DbhRHUKt670/s1600-h/CIMG0777_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450045850214648130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6Jz0z-iyUI/AAAAAAAABEk/DbhRHUKt670/s400/CIMG0777_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6JvEhUwaaI/AAAAAAAABEc/VBKYT6HARYk/s1600-h/CIMG0778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450040622527310242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6JvEhUwaaI/AAAAAAAABEc/VBKYT6HARYk/s400/CIMG0778.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really like this Bunny. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6JvD79C_oI/AAAAAAAABEU/fr7_DA4tOro/s1600-h/CIMG0779_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450040612495752834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6JvD79C_oI/AAAAAAAABEU/fr7_DA4tOro/s400/CIMG0779_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450273427286674674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6NCziosTPI/AAAAAAAABG0/0xR6trj0kvY/s400/CIMG0780_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450040591170922066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6JvCsgz5lI/AAAAAAAABEE/W9tXTFpeobY/s400/CIMG0781_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what car this is, but it looks cool :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450040583529846610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6JvCQDCV1I/AAAAAAAABD8/mLWGuxx4MBI/s400/CIMG0787_picnik.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After this whole Alice in Wonderland frenzy, I've only got one more question that's still bugging me..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why IS a raven like a writing desk?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yours in confusion,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kristal ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-8715380187431037503?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/8715380187431037503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=8715380187431037503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8715380187431037503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8715380187431037503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/03/alice-in-wonderland-full-of-muchie.html' title='Alice In Wonderland: Full of Muchie Muchness !'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S6M9-iu0jmI/AAAAAAAABGk/kCDCsur-vKk/s72-c/CIMG0724_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2609256205873720701</id><published>2010-03-13T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T16:27:43.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Search for Love ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;'But how will I know who my Soulmate is?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'By taking risks,' she said to Brida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'By risking failure, disappointment, disillusion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never ceasing in your search for Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as you keep looking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will triumph in the end.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paulo Coelho, &lt;em&gt;Brida&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kristal ♥&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/7123547346149301024-2609256205873720701?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2609256205873720701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2609256205873720701' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2609256205873720701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2609256205873720701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/03/search-for-love.html' title='The Search for Love ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5104039603323045777</id><published>2010-02-15T23:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T02:13:03.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm single. I like someone. But I'm still mingling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S3mG-IEmENI/AAAAAAAABDU/Wrw29SR68Ps/s1600-h/showing-some-love5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438526426903351506" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S3mG-IEmENI/AAAAAAAABDU/Wrw29SR68Ps/s400/showing-some-love5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm not the kind of girl who falls for one guy and then suddenly everything else doesn't matter anymore. Girls like that are dumb ones who think life's a fairytale and that they'll have their happily ever after with Prince Charming as long as they wait. To girls like that, I've only got one thing to say to you: WAKE UP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If he likes you enough, he wont let you wait and risk losing you to someone else. Don't you think you're wasting a lot of time and tears crying and being all messed up over a BOY? Why would you want to continue waiting for someone who makes you feel like crap? Who doesn't even bother acknowledging your presence, let alone tell you how important you are to him? Who, contrary to what you believe, just doesn't give a shit about you at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 207px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438521991897086226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S3mC7-Ys-RI/AAAAAAAABDE/teOFiuzPC1g/s400/u14419256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Screw what your girlfriends tell you. Don't listen to them when they tell you that he's only trying to act cool or that he's shy. Shush them when they're trying to make you believe that this guy's worth it, that he's Mr. Right. That, as long as you wait long enough, he'll see you and realise how much he loves you. Screw all the bullcrap. You know deep down inside that whatever they're telling you isn't true and that they're only trying to make you feel better so you wont kill yourself. I mean, face it, as if you'd be able to handle it when a friend tells you you're not good enough for this guy and that he's probably with another more gorgeous, more elegant version of you - complete with bigger bossoms and a perkier butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Of course, this doesn't happen to every single person in the world. If it does, then what's point of falling in love? There &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; people out there - damn lucky ones - who &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; find Prince Charming and live happily ever after in a faraway land. There &lt;strong&gt;are&lt;/strong&gt; people who never had to wait for someone to love them back. People who never had to fight for anything. People who have never experienced heart break. People who are just unbelievably lucky. Thing is, you and I are not those people. If you are, good for you, then. I have nothing more to talk to you about :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm sure you've probably categorised me as a skeptical, sad, loveless old hag by now, but I'm going to stop you right there. Since I was a little girl, I've always imagined myself in a beautiful, white gown, dancing at a ball with my prince. I used to stand at the balcony and pretend I was Rapunzel, waiting for my knight in shining armor to save me from the claws of the fiery dragon. I've always imagined how my dream wedding would be. A beach or a garden wedding? Red roses or lavender? Vera Wang or Vivviene Westwood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438523265783740690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S3mEGH-8uRI/AAAAAAAABDM/u_Cibo7U7e4/s400/a-garden-wedding.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I'd love to believe that I'll find Mr. Right one day - in fact, I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; I will. I'd love to think that life's a fairytale and that everything will turn out fine. I'd love to believe that that guy I'm crushing on is &lt;strong&gt;the one. &lt;/strong&gt;That it's only a matter of time. That he'll realise that I'm the one he's been looking for all along. I'd love to believe that all that is true. But life has taught me otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I've learned that if you want something, you've gotta reach out and get it yourself. That love or whatever you call it doesn't just appear in front of your face. You have to search for it, high and low, through all the obstacles and down falls. Then when you think you've finally found it, you've gotta grab it by the hands and hold on as hard as you can. How would you know if he's the right one or not, then? That's easy. If he's not worth it, like roses, that "love" will have thorns unseen by the naked eye. The longer and harder you hold on, the more injured your hands will be, the more you'll bleed. The more time you spend on someone who doesn't feel the same about you, the more hurt and sorrow you will feel, the more tears you will cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438529345289422018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S3mJn_6DhMI/AAAAAAAABDc/3YmViGEQFKw/s400/Tear.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This doesn't mean that I have no hope whatsoever when it comes to this thing called love. I know that some things are easier said than done. It's not like you can just get over someone after a day or two. You can't help it when certain guys you meet in life have this sorta power over you. I always succumb to my own girly fantasies. I take a dip in the Sea of Love for a while, let myself enjoy the feeling of it. But you've gotta make sure you know when to snap out of it before you drown. That seems to be something all of us - boy or girl - have a problem with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am a girl. I have someone very special to me that I think about all the time. I think about this person every time I listen to Taylor Swift. I think about him every night before I fall asleep in hope that I'd dream of him. He's the first person to come to my mind whenever someone asks me if I have a crush on anyone. Eventhough I don't talk to him at all or think of him as much anymore, he's still there in the tiny corner in my head, popping up for a visit every once in a while, making me smile. I'm pretty you have a certain someone on your mind, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I am single. I like someone. But that doesn't mean that my life is all about this person. I really like him but I'm not going to cry over him or let anything about him get to me anymore. I'm a seventeen year old girl with goals and a pretty good aim. I'm keeping my options open and looking around. I'm sure I'll find someone else who will love me as much as I love him. And who will make sure that I damn well know that every single day we're together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438531758777057906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S3mL0e2WQnI/AAAAAAAABDk/rx5aJXYYqMg/s400/West_Beach_Sunset_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yours in happiness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kristal ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-5104039603323045777?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5104039603323045777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5104039603323045777' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5104039603323045777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5104039603323045777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-single-i-like-someone-but-im-still.html' title='I&apos;m single. I like someone. But I&apos;m still mingling.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/S3mG-IEmENI/AAAAAAAABDU/Wrw29SR68Ps/s72-c/showing-some-love5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5824903341432055349</id><published>2010-02-10T21:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T21:56:16.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're in ♥ when ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fill in the blank:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You know you're in love when _____ .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My answer :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know you're in love when the silliest smile on earth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;appears on your face and you giggle like a little girl &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everytime you think of him/her :) ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;... Or when the mere thought of him/her makes you wanna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lock yourself in your room and cry like a baby under the sheets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;until all the pain and hurt's gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Yours in gloom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal ♥&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/7123547346149301024-5824903341432055349?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5824903341432055349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5824903341432055349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5824903341432055349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5824903341432055349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/02/you-know-youre-in-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re in ♥ when ...'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-1557683873140676967</id><published>2010-01-23T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T11:43:12.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Night ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm on Patron, Tequila &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm drunk on Margarita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;That Patron, Tequila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Me and my mamacita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;By the end of the night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Imma have you drunk and throwing up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;By the end of the night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Imma have you so fucked up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;- &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patron Tequila&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Paradise Girls feat. Lil John&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It'ssssssss &lt;strong&gt;SATURDAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;That means..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT'S PARTY NIGHT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;BITCHEZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let's get this shit started ! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-1557683873140676967?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/1557683873140676967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=1557683873140676967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1557683873140676967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1557683873140676967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/party-night.html' title='Party Night ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4067754088525841533</id><published>2010-01-21T21:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:11:44.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scorpy The Scorpian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone found a black scorpian in school today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scorpy&lt;/strong&gt; was killed under the cruel hands of the cold-hearted Biology teacher, &lt;strong&gt;MR. GANESH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;He was laid to rest in the Suria Biology lab, which is also known for being a popular burial ground for some of our other creepy-crawly friends (&lt;em&gt;i.e. Paul's late lover&lt;/em&gt;) and several others, such as &lt;strong&gt;Fishy&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bunny&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Froggy&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Mousey&lt;/strong&gt;, all who have been cut apart and whose intestines have been turned inside out for the amusement of high school students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;Scorpy was buried in a comfortable bed of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chloroform-soaked cotton in a China-made belljar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest in peace, my venomous friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will be missed&lt;/em&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kristal ♥&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-4067754088525841533?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4067754088525841533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4067754088525841533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4067754088525841533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4067754088525841533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/someone-found-black-scorpian-in-school.html' title='Scorpy The Scorpian'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-8726644012582896232</id><published>2010-01-12T20:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:48:11.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I saw a &lt;strong&gt;spider&lt;/strong&gt; during computer class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I squashed it with my bare hands :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boo Hui says: &lt;em&gt;YOU LIE ! YOU &lt;strong&gt;LIEEEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal ♥&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/7123547346149301024-8726644012582896232?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/8726644012582896232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=8726644012582896232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8726644012582896232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8726644012582896232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/totally-random.html' title='Totally Random'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-9176622029979919319</id><published>2010-01-08T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T21:07:34.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love at First Sight ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The feeling was mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe he felt it the same time I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;At least I keep hoping that he did.&lt;br /&gt;That he instantly froze the second our eyes met that first time.&lt;br /&gt;That he spaced out for just the shortest moment.&lt;br /&gt;That he, too felt the incredible chemistry between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like time had froze and it was just the two of us, staring at each other eye to eye, daring one another to break the connection and look away first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget the jolt of electricity that went down my spine and the shivers that radiated throughout my whole body that first time our eyes met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now&lt;strong&gt; that&lt;/strong&gt;, is what I call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-9176622029979919319?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/9176622029979919319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=9176622029979919319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/9176622029979919319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/9176622029979919319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-at-first-sight.html' title='Love at First Sight ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4499906724699936139</id><published>2010-01-03T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:06:36.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes, it really isn't all about you ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't stand it when people keep whigning and drowning people around them in their pool of misery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, I know you're heartbroken. I'm hurt, too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But at least I know when to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shut up and keep my complaints and tears to myself&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not saying you can't be sad or express your emotions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's just that there's a certain point where you stop boring the people around you with your self pity. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes, it really isn't all about you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm just saying,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kristal ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-4499906724699936139?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4499906724699936139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4499906724699936139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4499906724699936139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4499906724699936139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/sometimes-it-really-isnt-all-about-you.html' title='Sometimes, it really isn&apos;t all about you ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7979984916351717860</id><published>2010-01-02T22:46:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T15:42:20.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This thing called Friendship ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you wanna know who are your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;true friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and who are the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;lima losers*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you're wasting your time on, get yourself into &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;deep shit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The ones who walk away or push you into deeper shit are the lima losers who are probably the ones who got you into deep shit in the first place, and the ones who'd rather get shit on their hands than leave you to die are the ones you should &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truly treasure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- By Me :) xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422158020470044034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9f_eYm9YI/AAAAAAAABBY/B6uGs1h7-LI/s400/CIMG5833.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422155496819728162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9dslDfHyI/AAAAAAAABBA/oimVVh4Sa3o/s400/2009-12-13+18-05-20.134.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422158011907528482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9f--fJVyI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZF4NdBmnn-A/s400/CIMG5342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422156366866010226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9efOOr0HI/AAAAAAAABBI/YVPppyZcnjI/s400/CIMG8854.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Lima losers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: From TV series Glee. Lima is the name of the town they live in, so basically means it is a kid who will never get out of their town and amount to anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kristal ♥&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/7123547346149301024-7979984916351717860?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7979984916351717860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7979984916351717860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7979984916351717860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7979984916351717860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-thing-called-friendship.html' title='This thing called Friendship ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9f_eYm9YI/AAAAAAAABBY/B6uGs1h7-LI/s72-c/CIMG5833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4712813712958240599</id><published>2010-01-02T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:44:52.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bounjour, 2010 ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422152193032910386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9asRfU9jI/AAAAAAAABAo/5-VP_WYpVG8/s400/2010-01-01+00-34-55.875.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BITCHEZZZZZZZZZZ !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422152819932617570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9bQw33W2I/AAAAAAAABA4/LMZf3VfJwVs/s400/2010-01-01+00-35-30.359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422152817447485618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9bQnnXQLI/AAAAAAAABAw/92KsEjrncZ8/s400/2010-01-01+00-34-03.328.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s a whole new year with all new drama, all new parties and not to mention, all new cute guyss!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It’s out with the old and in with the new, babeehhh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better prepare yourselves for battle, I’ve got a feeling it’s gonna be one heck of a year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a fantabulous year, my darlings! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Much love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ME ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-4712813712958240599?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4712813712958240599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4712813712958240599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4712813712958240599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4712813712958240599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2010/01/bounjour-2010.html' title='Bounjour, 2010 ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sz9asRfU9jI/AAAAAAAABAo/5-VP_WYpVG8/s72-c/2010-01-01+00-34-55.875.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-1530533647643560928</id><published>2009-09-24T12:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T13:06:31.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Save water. Drink beer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Thursday. That means the Raya Holidays are coming to an end and school's only a couple of days away. Now this seldom happens to me but.. I'm not exactly looking forward to going back to school. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*GASPS*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't get me wrong. School's wonderful, especially with the awesome friends I have. But that might just be the reason why I don't wanna go back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For the past week or so, I've been doing nothing but eat, watch TV, go online and sleep the days away. I haven't done anything productive. I haven't started on my homework - partly because I left all my books in school. I haven't finished reading even one book, if it can even be considered that I've read at all. I haven't called any of my girlfriends just to chat. I obviously haven't updated my blog very much. I really haven't done anything worth mentioning. And the weird thing is, I'm enjoying it. I'm not whinging and complaining to Mum so we could go shopping. I'm not making an effort to do much. I'm not all that bored. I'm not as desperate for company as I seem to claim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In fact, I'm actually enjoying the alone time. I'm always around people. People are always around me. It hadn't occured to me that I've not had time for myself in a while. I like how I don't have to care about what I'm wearing, about how I look, about how my hair's styled. It feels pretty good to not have to fuss about all those tiny little things that, at certain times, seem so important when, in truth, don't really matter at all. I rather enjoy being the greasy-haired, sweatpants-wearing me who sits on the couch all day watching TV or stays in bed and sleeps like a dead person without a care in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This has, of course, resulted in me looking and feeling like a zombie. I feel exhausted and grumpy all the time but, not so deep inside.. I'm actually happy. I haven't been genuinely happy in a while so it's funny how sudden this feeling came about. I catch myself smiling at nothing in particular at times. I laugh for no reason whatsoever and I talk to myself a lot. Oh my. I think I just described myself as a mentally ill person. Well anyway, what I'm trying to say is that, life's good. Life feels a whole lot better than it was before. And the weirdest thing is that.. Nothing happened. I didn't exactly meet a new special someone. I didn't win the lottery, that's for sure. It's just a simple and uncomplicated happiness that's inside me right now. I believe that I haven't felt this way in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I told my new friend, Michael C. about my not wanting to go back to schools so soon. All he said was:" Then don't (go back to school). Marry a rich guy who thinks you look good in sweatpants". The first two words that came to my mind were: NO WAYYYY. As lovely as it sounds - and I assure you, it would be like a dream come true - I'd rather take charge of my own life and live it the way that I've planned. I have goals. I wanna get straight As in my SPM. I wanna go to medical school. I wanna be a doctor. I wanna save people's lives. I wanna go to poor countries and warzones where people don't even know that doctors exist, let alone be abel to pay for the medications and treatments. As cheesy as it may sound, I want to make a difference. I want to make this world a better place. For myself, for my family, for my future children and their children and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I tell myself: If I want to achieve all that, I can't just sit there on my lazy-ass, munching on chips like it's nobody's business. I gotta get up and do something useful. Normally, I would pick up my Biology or Chemistry book and start shoving facts into my brain right now but, as ya'll know, I left all my books in school. So here I am, typing away at the computer, finally updating my miserably neglected blog. I guess you can say I'm getting a tiny sense of achievement here. Just a teeny bit. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alrighty. I'm going to head off now and try something else to keep myself awake so I don't crash and burn. I stayed up all night watching movies. Now I gotta wait til it's dark to sleep so my sleep cycle gets back to normal. Maybe I'll actually start on that book now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PamperedDiva ♥&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/7123547346149301024-1530533647643560928?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/1530533647643560928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=1530533647643560928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1530533647643560928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1530533647643560928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/09/save-water-drink-beer.html' title='Save water. Drink beer.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7391369905521660296</id><published>2009-08-29T10:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T10:41:37.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At around 8a.m. just now I was on twitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since I had nothing to tweet about I decided to check out the trending topics..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What I saw made my jaw drop..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;RIP DJ AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My first instinct was to go to Yahoo! and see if there were any news about this ridiculous piece of information. So I did. And I found nothing. Nil. Nada. Zero information about the apparent "death" of Adam Goldstein, better known to us average human beings as DJ AM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So then I went back to twitter, hoping to seek the latest news. Then Michael Buckley of the What The Buck Show tweeted that TMZ was reporting that AM was dead. Faster than you can properly say Yves Saint Laurent, Usmagazine.com reported that AM was found dead in his New York Apartment. Somehow, I couldn't help but frown and feel sad. I furrowed my brows and thought:"Another one?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To tell you the truth, I'm not all that crazy about AM. Hell, I didn't even know what the guy looked like. The first time I heard of him was when he performed at the VMAs last year with Travis Barker. The last time was when he and Barker survived the plane crash last September. And that was it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But I gotta admit, I was shocked. Heck, who wouldn't be? I checked his twitter profile just now and it was just a couple of days ago when he last tweeted. And after two days POOF. We lost him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's something Phillipe DeFranco tweeted or Twitter:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;DJ AM survives a mother flippin plane crash and he kills himself with drugs? Geeze. I blame Mary Kate Olsen."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, so here I laughed. =x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It really has been a sad year. We've lost many great people in the course of a few months. The most famous and loved one being Michael Jackson. The King of Pop. The Legend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This whole ordeal has actually got me thinking a lot. What if someone who I love and treasure suddenly disappears or leaves me forever? What if I never get a chance to say goodbye? What if I'm not doing enough? What if it becomes &lt;em&gt;too late&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We never know what might happen in the next minute. So I'm determined to spend as much time as possible with the people I love and never take them for granted. Imma live life to the fullest and love to the max. Or is it love to the fullest and live life to the max? Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyhoo, I'll be updating ya'll about some recent events in a bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So stay tuned! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered Diva♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-7391369905521660296?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7391369905521660296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7391369905521660296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7391369905521660296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7391369905521660296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-one.html' title='Another one?!'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-611359361100330133</id><published>2009-08-11T01:08:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:36:01.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAZY-AWESOME</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YEAHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Diva's got a new header and profile pictha bitchezzzzzz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, my darlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I haven't been up here as often as I should be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't you worry!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something BIG is gonna happen in a few days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Something MASSIVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something CRAZY-AWESOME&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not gonna give you any clues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't wanna spoil the surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You wouldn't BELIEVE my luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank You God for loving me sososososososososososososo much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ILOVEYOUTOO! ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now, I'm just gonna do this tag from Lizzie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 THINGS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 232px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368661224510109618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ8HZWt7I/AAAAAAAAA4o/P7ZARcCP4Hk/s320/88090655.jpg" /&gt; Depending on the genre, music can make me laugh and smile, but it can also make me weep and cry. But then, after I'm done crying and the tears dry up, I feel all better and stress-free again, as if the bitterness inside me and the aching pain in my heart all vanished along with the tears long gone. Music is my refuge, something I seek solace from. It is part of my life, it is part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Where words fail, music speaks&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Hans Christian Anderson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Music is a world within itself, with a language we all understand.&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;Stevie Wonder&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368661233934964802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ8qgamEI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XaAY6PwOkv4/s320/87142590.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't believe in diets. Mostly because I always end up breaking them and give up. I don't understand why people strip themselves of the joy of eating chocolates and fried chicken and cakes and donuts just to lose those few pounds. I'm not saying that people should just eat whatever junk they can get their hands on but I think people should just really EAT and not think so much about calories and carbs all the time. I just eat whatever I want, whenever I want. You can say it'll get to me when I grow older, the diseases and shit but I exercise regularly, eat my vegies and drink lots of water to stay healthy. So there :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Sales &amp;amp; Shopping Sprees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ9Ou0-AI/AAAAAAAAA5A/IV12756hYEA/s1600-h/89600363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368661243659089922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ9Ou0-AI/AAAAAAAAA5A/IV12756hYEA/s320/89600363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ8-tr13I/AAAAAAAAA44/ES6xUWuQdQU/s1600-h/sb10067375i-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 190px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368661239359330162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ8-tr13I/AAAAAAAAA44/ES6xUWuQdQU/s320/sb10067375i-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you know Kristal, you know Kristal &lt;strong&gt;LOVES&lt;/strong&gt; to shop. There's &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; a day when Kristal isn't up for a Shopping Spree. If one day she rejects an invitation to go shopping, there are only two possibilities as to why she did so:&lt;br /&gt;1) Something very &lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt; bad happened or &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) She hates you very &lt;em&gt;VERY&lt;/em&gt; much :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Even if I'm broke, I still like to go into stores and try on everything I like then walk out empty handed. There's no rule stating that you &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to buy it if you try it :P Even so, I am not in any way as crazy as Becky Bloomwood in &lt;em&gt;Confessions of a Shopaholic. &lt;/em&gt;Oh no. I can still control myself. Though I &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; admit that I've been spending a hell lot lately. Mommy's been complaining non-stop! Alright, girlies. It's back to saving for The Diva now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NO SHOPPING TRIPS, PLEASE AND THANK YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For now..&lt;/em&gt; ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368661219995695906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ72lCOyI/AAAAAAAAA4g/DOc3Iwg_61k/s320/88618566.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Affection is desirable. Money is simply indispensible. In this world, you're nothing without money. I know that sounds mean but hey, the truth always hurts. Sure money can't buy everything, especially not love. But it definitely helps, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Money is not the most important things in the world. Love is. Fortunately, I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; money&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Anonymous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoever said money can't buy happiness simply didn't know where to go shopping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Bo Derek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Alright so I've been going through some quotes about money. And I've realised that.. It's not money that makes me happy, but the things I get and the power and confidence I feel when I have money with me that do. I guess, one may choose to think that money is &lt;strong&gt;everything&lt;/strong&gt;, or that money is &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;. I think money is undeniably one of the most important thing to a person to survive in this world. With no money, you may have no food, no shelter, no clothes.. So what if you have love? What if you have friends and family? Love can't put food on the table. Love can't prevent you from starving. Love can't do all that but money&lt;strong&gt; CAN&lt;/strong&gt;. Love makes the world go round, sure. Love gives more meaning to life, yes. But can love make you continue living without food and shelter? I personally don't think so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Mi Familia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjOxrfRyI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DknQ8KoiiLY/s1600-h/86431017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368681336307402530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjOxrfRyI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/DknQ8KoiiLY/s320/86431017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"In family, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together, and the music that brings harmony."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Eva Burrows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Up till just now, you might've been thinking that I'm a good for nothing materialistic spoilt brat. And yes, perhaps I am all that. I'm not saying that I'm proud. I'm just saying that I admit my wrongs and bad points. I also want you to know that there's more to me than what meets the eye. When people look at me, they may see this confident and independant young lady who knows exactly what she wants and where she's heading. They may see a leader, courageous and headstrong, leading her group to glory and victory. Or they may see the fun and outgoing girl, always smiling but still alert, ever ready to take on a challenge and make sure she wins it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjOo8133I/AAAAAAAAA5I/7q4Px68B2sM/s1600-h/52050640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368681333964267378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjOo8133I/AAAAAAAAA5I/7q4Px68B2sM/s320/52050640.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But not even the closest of friends will ever know the other side of me as well as my family does. And by family, I mean my mother. Trust my mother to have me in tears within seconds when no one else could do it in days. Trust my mother to say "I told you so" and shove the fact that I was wrong in my face everytime I screw up when everybody else is comforting me with half-true statements and by giving me false hope. Trust my mother to know when something's wrong with me and then force the truth out of me even when I'm begging with my tears for mercy when everybody else either totally ignores me or waves it off after one try. Trust my mother, to know her daughter best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is the only one who sees the fragile and vulnerable little girl who has long been buried deep inside my soul by the "new and improved" headstrong and fiercer version of me. My mother is the only one who loves me enough and would rather risk having me hate her for the rest of my life than have me turn into an easily broken soul who disguises herself as someone much stronger and much more braver than she really is. My mother is the only one who loves me enough to do all that and not ask for anything in return. My mother, is the best thing that has ever happened to me and will always remain thus for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjPTgmsqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/YX5xYAWx0fk/s1600-h/88464392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368681345388556962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjPTgmsqI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/YX5xYAWx0fk/s320/88464392.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love you, mommy :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. Hanging out with my Amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjPllBKnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/OiHxxArWpyM/s1600-h/88658427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368681350238906994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjPllBKnI/AAAAAAAAA5g/OiHxxArWpyM/s320/88658427.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If it hurts to look back and you're scared to look ahead, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can look beside you and your best friend will be there."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjP0EmfvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/-CQ7FYROXek/s1600-h/80674796.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368681354129473266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFjP0EmfvI/AAAAAAAAA5o/-CQ7FYROXek/s320/80674796.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Friends are the siblings God forgot to give us."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;No words can express how grateful I am that I was blessed with the friends that I have. Whether I've known you since we were babies or I just met you a couple of days ago, I thank God for bringing us together. You guys are my motivation and the thing that always keeps me going. I don't regret the bad things that may have happened in the past because I know that if I learned anything from those not-so-good times, I've learned to appreciate and value my friends much more than I already do. I will never forget all the lovely memories we've made together. I thank you all from the bottom of my heart for all the wonderful times we've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFxcUTdxMI/AAAAAAAAA64/O9DHZUUkUjs/s1600-h/85187631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368696962102969538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFxcUTdxMI/AAAAAAAAA64/O9DHZUUkUjs/s320/85187631.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Friendship is like a violin: the music may stop now and then,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but the strings will last forever."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFtQEvkGbI/AAAAAAAAA54/nPa247-pHZI/s1600-h/CIMG6756.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368692353720916402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFtQEvkGbI/AAAAAAAAA54/nPa247-pHZI/s320/CIMG6756.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFsqtCbfSI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AbfzU9Oz9FI/s1600-h/hearts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368691711702433058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFsqtCbfSI/AAAAAAAAA5w/AbfzU9Oz9FI/s320/hearts.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFtz3n8njI/AAAAAAAAA6A/qkYUQIgV8x0/s1600-h/CIMG6273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368692968674598450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFtz3n8njI/AAAAAAAAA6A/qkYUQIgV8x0/s320/CIMG6273.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love my girls ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFv5a49z7I/AAAAAAAAA6g/4LHg3ZASdUw/s1600-h/gdhjhgj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368695263063822258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFv5a49z7I/AAAAAAAAA6g/4LHg3ZASdUw/s320/gdhjhgj.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFwsmqFTTI/AAAAAAAAA6o/VoTML2TI8T8/s1600-h/Spring%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368696142395952434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFwsmqFTTI/AAAAAAAAA6o/VoTML2TI8T8/s320/Spring%27s.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFxF7UWOvI/AAAAAAAAA6w/oA3F6Yn-_Ik/s1600-h/DSC04619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368696577438661362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFxF7UWOvI/AAAAAAAAA6w/oA3F6Yn-_Ik/s320/DSC04619.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of the best times EVER. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368694295115338786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFvBFAEFCI/AAAAAAAAA6I/DcrJF_Rrajo/s320/CIMG5644.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The Awesomeness that is HOPE ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFvBXYEBvI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/n4B7haI0toI/s1600-h/CIMG5649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368694300047836914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFvBXYEBvI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/n4B7haI0toI/s320/CIMG5649.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love you 4 HOPE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFv5PY_xfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/29g-f5vJ1pY/s1600-h/CIMG5650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368695259976943090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFv5PY_xfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/29g-f5vJ1pY/s320/CIMG5650.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love you all :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PamperedDiva&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-611359361100330133?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/611359361100330133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=611359361100330133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/611359361100330133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/611359361100330133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/08/crazy-awesome.html' title='CRAZY-AWESOME'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SoFQ8HZWt7I/AAAAAAAAA4o/P7ZARcCP4Hk/s72-c/88090655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4335342029492626219</id><published>2009-08-01T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:09:48.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest Favourite Quotes ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;"If you want the rainbow, you've gotta put up with the rain." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Dolly Parton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I swear, you make perfection jealous."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Demi Lovato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover. I love you forever, forever is over."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Love Drunk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I laughed. But before long I began to sob, tears running down my face for what I had lost, for what was now literally coursing through my fingers. &lt;em&gt;You can only miss something you remember having&lt;/em&gt;, and it had been so long since creature comfort have been part of my ordinary life."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"When you're different, sometimes you don't see the millions of people who accept you for what you are. &lt;em&gt;All you notice is the one person who doesn't&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I might never be a cover girl, but I was a girl who could cover it all. The problem was, you never heard anyone say, "&lt;em&gt;Wow, check out the brain on that babe&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"... I tried to tell myself that the reason I was crying had nothing to do with the fact that &lt;em&gt;even when I wasn't trying, all I did was let people down&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Shay was staring at his sister the same way Mary looked at Jesus in all the paintings, all the sculptures -- a relationship carved out of not what they had but &lt;em&gt;what they'd been destined to lose&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The hardest thing int he world is believing someone can change. It's always easier to go along with the way things are than to admit that &lt;em&gt;you might have been wrong in the first place&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Sometimes we see what we want to, instead of what's in front of us. And sometimes, we don't see clearly at all."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Jodi Picoult&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;em&gt; Change Of Heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"I know God will not give me anything I cant handle. &lt;em&gt;I just wish He didn't trust me so much&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Mother Theresa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;"There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered Diva&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/p&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/7123547346149301024-4335342029492626219?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4335342029492626219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4335342029492626219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4335342029492626219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4335342029492626219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/08/latest-favourite-quotes.html' title='Latest Favourite Quotes ♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2593892433277305565</id><published>2009-08-01T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T19:38:02.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I saw..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SnQoigwlA2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/8pTjoAY4gwU/s1600-h/CIMG6538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364957629479453538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SnQoigwlA2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/8pTjoAY4gwU/s320/CIMG6538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HIGH-larious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered Diva &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-2593892433277305565?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2593892433277305565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2593892433277305565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2593892433277305565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2593892433277305565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/08/look-what-i-saw.html' title='Look what I saw..'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SnQoigwlA2I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/8pTjoAY4gwU/s72-c/CIMG6538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5497838750027610703</id><published>2009-07-29T23:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T23:10:12.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear You,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I don't like you very much now, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. I just wanted to make that clear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To you and to everyone else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No thanks for nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a nice life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know I'm having one, &lt;em&gt;without you&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I still don't like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-5497838750027610703?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5497838750027610703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5497838750027610703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5497838750027610703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5497838750027610703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/07/dear-you.html' title='Dear You,'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2262381971544696489</id><published>2009-07-19T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:16:19.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't breathe without you, but i have to</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BroStan :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Whose party are you going to this Saturday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *&lt;em&gt;name of the darling&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BroStan :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Am I invited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BroStan :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BroStan :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalala :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered Diva &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/7123547346149301024-2262381971544696489?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2262381971544696489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2262381971544696489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2262381971544696489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2262381971544696489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/07/brostan-whos-party-are-you-going-to.html' title='i can&apos;t breathe without you, but i have to'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-1319541030979337923</id><published>2009-07-09T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T22:46:29.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stole This Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have this sudden urge to do a Tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And since no one tagged me, I decided to steal Lynnie's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;dam dam dee dam doo doo da :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Have you been asked out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I guess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Where was your default picture being taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. What is your middle name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dont have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. Your current relationship status?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Single. Mingle. and Jingle. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. Does your crush like you back?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This is a classic question. NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. What is your current mood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I-just-made-crazy-awesome-mashed-potatoes-and-honey-garlic-chicken-im-such-a-genious-mood :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. What color of underwear are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I can't believe I'm answering this but it's beige.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. What color shirt are you wearing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9. Missing something?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My BFFLs and my awesome class. i missed school today! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. If you could go back in time and change something, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Another one of them classics. Maybe one day I'll finally be able to think of an answer for this question. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11. If you must be an animal one day, what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BOLT The SuperDog! :D or maybe that adorable hamster in that ball thing. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12. Ever had a near death experience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In my nightmares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13. Something you do a lot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14. The song stuck in your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Obssesed by Mariah Carey (I have no idea why)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15. Who did you copy and paste from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lynnie ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16. Name someone with the same birthday as you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I seriously dont know. Better not be someone in my social circle. I aint sharing my birthday! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17. When was the last time you cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When I was making dinner.. Darn onions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, duh? That's ALL I do. *rolls eyes* (walao so lan c hoho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19. If you could have one super power what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The ability to read minds. Just because.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20. What's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Everything, I guess. It's not like you have a choice. Your eyes are WIDE OPEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21. What do you usually order from starbucks?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hot Mocha. Or that Jumbo something with them chocolate chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22. What's your biggest secret?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Why would you like to know? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;23. Favorite color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pink.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;24. Do you still watch kiddie movies or tv shows?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Duh? Spongebob all the way, babeh! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;25. What's on your walls?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Glow in the dark stars, Robert Pattinson (closet), Pics of me and my BFFLs (closet) and The Periodic Table of Elements of which is extremely HOT and made by yours truly. woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;26. What are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A girl who enjoys the finer things in life but also loves going to mamak. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;27. Do you speak any other language?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Bahasa Malaysia. 華文 (mandarin). 客家(hakka). 廣東(cantonese).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;28. What's your favorite smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The smell of starbucks :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;29. Describe your life in one word ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CRAZY-AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;30. Have you ever kissed in the rain?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Never even kissed. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;31. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tomorrow's party at Clement's :D cant wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;33. What should you be doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sleeping. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;34. Who was the last person that made you upset/angry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My dog. Lassie is SO disobedient! Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;35. How often do u talk to God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Lesser than I should. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;36. Do you like working in the yard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. No. and NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;37. If you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Apatu last name? :) ok lah I like my name as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;38. Do you act differently around the person you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sometimes, when I suddenly get nervous for no other reason but his smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;39. What is your natural hair color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dark brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;40. Who was the last person to make you cry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Onions. Darn vegetable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Roses are red,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Violets are blue,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You stink,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I still want you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;Hafiz @ NightFlight, FlyFm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-1319541030979337923?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/1319541030979337923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=1319541030979337923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1319541030979337923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1319541030979337923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-stole-this-tag.html' title='I Stole This Tag'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-3606948914959905114</id><published>2009-07-07T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:26:33.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One and Only Pampered Diva♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know you're &lt;em&gt;Popular&lt;/em&gt; and&lt;em&gt; Hot&lt;/em&gt; when the&lt;em&gt; tiny people&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;use your name&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;claim it for themselves&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wannabes&lt;/strong&gt; disgust me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially when they &lt;em&gt;steal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get a life -- &lt;em&gt;and your own name, for that matter&lt;/em&gt; -- , biatch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am Pampered Diva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Pampered Diva is me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Pampered Diva = Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me = Pampered Diva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alright? Alright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye, now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The One and Only Pampered Diva ♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S Should I copyright Pampered Diva? Hmm.&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/7123547346149301024-3606948914959905114?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/3606948914959905114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=3606948914959905114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3606948914959905114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3606948914959905114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-and-only-pampered-diva.html' title='One and Only Pampered Diva♥'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-6369884348883730068</id><published>2009-07-06T19:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:08:18.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sixteen and im talking about relationships</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay so I saw this feature on &lt;a href="http://www.yahoo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yahoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about this thing from &lt;strong&gt;Glamour&lt;/strong&gt; titled &lt;a href="http://www.glamour.com/sex-love-life/2009/01/11-things-guys-dont-understand-about-women?mbid=ypersonals#slide=1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;11 Things Guys Don't Understand About Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I found it pretty interesting so I decided to blog about it. Perhaps answer some of these questions guys have about the "oh-so-complicated" opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men always say they dont "get" the female sex, but what specifically -- besides our going to the restroom in groups -- don't they comprehend? We found out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when I read the part about the going to the restroom in groups, I couldn't answer it myself. I think the whole excuse about it being "safer" is total bullshit. More like girls need other girls' opinions about their new hairstyle or their make-up or their cocktail dress.. Since guys aren't exactly the pros when it comes to stuff like that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. “Why, oh, why, can’t you create a single, central location for your hair ties and bobby pins?!? And why is there one on the handle of the microwave?” —Chris, 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This dude really sounds like my Mom when she nags me about my hair accesories being all over the house. Well personally, I never do know or remember how my bobby pins or headbands got to that tiny corner of the living room or the kitchen counter. I seem to always lose my pins and hair ties and need to always buy more and more of'em. I don't know. Is it just me, or do you girls go through that, too? Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. “Why are women so afraid of bugs but can regularly pour hot wax on their bodies and rip hair out by its roots?” —Justin, 22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Who said anything about waxing?! We have pain-free hair removal creams and shavers now :P . Besides, Body waxing and bugs are two totally different things. Bugs don't give you shiny, smooth legs. :D Why do some guys shiver at the thought of body waxing or even trimming their ultra bushy eyebrows but can regularly have other guys tackle them and get trampled on during football games or rugby? huh? huh? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. “Girls and drama! My God, it’s like an episode of Dawson’s Creek! He said, she said…it goes on and on for years. Do you ever get over an argument?” —James, 28&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Never watched Dawson's Creek so I don't exactly get this. What I CAN say is that the female mind can be extremely complicated and enigmatic but sometimes -- if you're lucky -- simpler than that of the male's. Arguments aren't just things girls can just "get over" or whatever. Sure we'd love to let it all go and live a happier hate-free life but it really is easier said than done. You really gotta forgive us for that. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. “I am confused enough about why the onslaught of hormones every month, like clockwork, still takes me by surprise (the next day when she gets her period, I’m like, Oh! We got into a fight because she was hormonal!), but why does that fact take her by surprise? Shouldn’t she kind of realize it and be like, ‘Don’t listen to me—I’m hormonal’?” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;—Married Jake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When a lady's "hormonal" .. she's "hormonal". Most of the time, she has no idea what she's talking about, let alone what she's doing or how she's making others feel. You don't expect a mentally insane psycho to be like, 'Don't listen to me -- I'm mad' , do you? Advice? Make her -- not try to make her -- Make her as happy as possible and get her mind off unhappy crap during these hormonal times.. Or much better? Just stay away for a bit, for her sake and yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. “I don’t get why getting married so soon is so important to most women. Is love not enough?” —Brian, 24&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It really isn't about getting married sooner or later. I guess it's more about the whole commitment and spending the rest of life together with a special someone that comes with marriage that's so important. I mean, come on. It's only every little girl's dream to find her Prince Charming and get married in a beautiful white wedding gown in the Forest of Happiness with birds and bunnies and other animals dancing and singing around.. Well, kinda. Here's my question: I dont get why having sex so soon is so important to most men. Is love not enough? Alright so maybe it isn't exactly the same but commitment-wise, it is. My God, do I still sound like a sixteen year old?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. “Why all the shoes? Really, my sister has suitcases full of shoes that I’ve thrown aside more often than she’s even seen them. It boggles the mind!” —Mark, 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;... Do people still really need to ask this question? We're girls. They're shoes. Do the math? There's this quote I've heard that I really like: So many clothes, but nothing to wear. Most girls really just feel that way when they're digging away in their closets that never seem to be big enough or clothes that never seem to be wide-ranged enough. I guess it's kinda like how guys can't get enough of football games and sport cars and all. According to my friends and family, I have 'a dizzy-making-amount of clothes and shoes and bags'.. To me?.. I can do better. tee-hee. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. “I don’t understand their attitudes! Everything is good for, like, the first three months, but after that, it’s a whole different ball game!” —Danny, 32&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a saying in Chinese: 路遙知馬力,日久見人心. Special thanks to ChristineLee for helping me out with that one. :) Okay I guess most of yous can't read that, let alone understand the meaning of it. The first part means: As the journey goes on, you know the horse's real strength. Whereas the second part means: As time goes by, a person's true colours show and you know the person's heart and attitudes better and clearer. As the saying goes, ' You can't judge a book by it's cover'. People change. Some stay the same. Some just show you their different sides as time passes by. I don't know if I'm making sense here but, i'm just sayin. When you love a person, you forgive and you accept. The same goes to friendship. Hey, nobody's perfect. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. “I don’t get why girls say one thing and mean something different. Like when they say, ‘You can watch the game,’ and then when you do, you get in trouble.” —Keith, 27&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay&lt;em&gt; lah. &lt;/em&gt;So you guys get half a point -- not one, but &lt;em&gt;half&lt;/em&gt; -- here. I admit that we girls expect you guys to be psychic and read our minds at times like these. Girls tend to not say what they really mean most of the time because we expect you guys to understand and be sweet for once and do what we really want you to do. Guys have no idea how happy and touched a girl feels when her guy gives up his football game for once just to spend time with her and talk to her. It's like one of the sweetest things a guy could do, no matter how little it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9. “What I don’t understand is why girls really, really, really want that nice guy, but once they find one, they can’t date him because now they need a jerk.” —Rob, 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh really? We're like that? Hmm, I never realised. What I don't understand is why guys really, really, really want a that hot girl, but once they find one, they can't date her because now they need a hot bitch or slut. Sigh. This is so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. “Why do girls not like other girls when they first meet them? It’s as if they have to prove themselves to each other before they’ll consider them acceptable to hang out with.” —Aaron, 25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ahh. Another of the many wonderful mysteries of the female species. It's true that one has to prove themselves worthy of another's attention and time between females. Unlike guys, we girls don't just hang with whoever, whenever, wherever. It just isn't that simple to us. If only it were.. Life would either be much better.. or full of fights and scandals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11. “I don’t understand why women can’t just speak more directly. They always want you to do something, but they don’t put it in words. Instead, they talk around the issue. I wish they were more up front and just said it!” —Justin, 26&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Sweetie, I want you to turn off the TV, stop talking with your guy friends and make your life revolve around me, me and ME. Now, come over here so I can complain about my day at work, that slutty woman from the kids' school's PTA and my extremely unattractive stretch marks and cellulite on my butt." How's &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;for direct, huh?!!!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this theory -- idea, if you may -- about relationships. Be it friendships or love. I think: To be a friend, is to accept and to forgive. Not to be oblivious or ignorant of a person's seemingly bad attitudes or flaws, but to accept them. And also, to forgive a person's wrongs and silly little mistakes. Nobody's perfect. Hence, there is no "perfect best friend". Don't try to change a person, but don't let them go on doing something wrong, either. You gotta know when to step in, and when to back off.&lt;br /&gt;Why did I only say "friendships" and "love"? Because this "theory" really just does need to happen in those relationships. I dont need t mention that it happens in family.. Because it just does. Your family are the ones who accept you for who you are, no matter how fat or how rude other people say you are. Your family will forever stay by your side, even when the whole world turns against you. Just because you are family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously wondering what my Mom or my teachers would think if they read this blog post. An inexperienced sixteen-year-old girl answering questions that grown men have about grown women.. Hmm. I'm just so interesting, am I not? tee-hee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/7123547346149301024-6369884348883730068?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/6369884348883730068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=6369884348883730068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/6369884348883730068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/6369884348883730068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sixteen-and-im-talking-about.html' title='im sixteen and im talking about relationships'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7270560392867266082</id><published>2009-06-17T22:49:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:27:54.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friggin Under The Friggin Weather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348317333261500674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SjkKRysdwQI/AAAAAAAAA1o/L51vYe7TFOQ/s320/CIMG6112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you tell?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348311836239806434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SjkFR0sXP-I/AAAAAAAAA1g/mtNqCtEnBUc/s320/CIMG6133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"In case you haven't noticed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been close to death for the past two days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm much better now, thank you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've got that answer to the question:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Why were you absent from school today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. . . . . . .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've repeated that same sentence at least &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FIVE&lt;/span&gt; times today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My friends are either &lt;em&gt;extremely caring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or just plain&lt;em&gt; ignorant of everything around them&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, of&lt;strong&gt; me,&lt;/strong&gt; at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry, dearlings, i was joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know you care.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you guys! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy's getting sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LuYi's getting sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone&lt;/strong&gt;'s getting sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sooner or later, ya'll are gonna start&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blaming &lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt; for giving it to ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy already&lt;strong&gt; is&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When we went to see the doctor last night,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom told the doctor &lt;strong&gt;I have H1N1&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You should've seen the look on his face when he heard that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His hands &lt;em&gt;instantly stopped tapping on the keyboard&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and he spun his chair so that he was facing me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with his &lt;em&gt;eyes bulging out of their sockets&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily, Dr. Soo's known us long enough to know that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mom was only joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she still keeps saying I have Influenza A!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I chatted with my Mom on MSN just now&lt;em&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when she was just in the &lt;strong&gt;next room&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear I have one of the most ( if not THE most ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unpredictable&lt;/strong&gt; Moms out there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( so I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; her biological daughter! )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She saw my personal message which says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Letting go is one way of saying I Love You ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i guess im letting go&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and she said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I SUPPORT YOU&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I was like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Support me in what&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Letting go of WHOWHO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;LOL it's just a famous quote, ma. i like it so i put it there&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh, really now&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So then I changed my pm to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I LOVE YOU MOMMY&lt;/em&gt;!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And she dared me to keep it that way for a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said I can keep it there &lt;em&gt;forEVER&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love my mommy. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-7270560392867266082?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7270560392867266082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7270560392867266082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7270560392867266082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7270560392867266082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/friggin-under-friggin-weather.html' title='Friggin Under The Friggin Weather.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SjkKRysdwQI/AAAAAAAAA1o/L51vYe7TFOQ/s72-c/CIMG6112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5083163925637324915</id><published>2009-06-14T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T03:09:31.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Diva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O M F G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;totally&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; forgot that i was supposed to blog about this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHH i should be rid of all my clothes for this..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On second thought,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe it's not THAT much of a sin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, I AM blogging about it NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here it is! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello, my darlings!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out from an email I received from a friend today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;about this campaign by Digi called &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;TO&lt;/span&gt; SAVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346881682508750066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SjPwj636HPI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/tYyXfpSy0JY/s320/gdchmfghm.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's this campaign Digi started with a goal to save&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RM150,000 in 30 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just by &lt;strong&gt;CLICKING&lt;/strong&gt; on the charity you'd like to support!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just &lt;strong&gt;ONE CLICK&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Digi&lt;/strong&gt; will donate RM5 to it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please, dearlings,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont be afraid or worse -- stingy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not YOUR money you're giving,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;DIGI's&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The phone company &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with that large dude in the yellow suit, with the yellow face,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that actually looks more like a &lt;strong&gt;friggin condom&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will follow you&lt;/em&gt;? Yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right! That! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a Digi user? You're a &lt;strong&gt;Digi HATER&lt;/strong&gt;, you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO WORRIES&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is your chance to waste &lt;em&gt;THEIR&lt;/em&gt; money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only for a &lt;em&gt;good cause&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The charity I chose to support &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is the &lt;strong&gt;Malaysian Council for Child Welfare (MKKM)&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This charity has only gotten &lt;strong&gt;RM3,780&lt;/strong&gt; so far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but YOU can change that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've created a group called&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;lovingdiva@MKKM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(&lt;em&gt;charity is divalicious was too long. Pfft.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and I have only ONE supporter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which is &lt;strong&gt;ME myself&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pathetic, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hurry up, join my group and let's do some charity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All you have to do is click VOTE and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you've made &lt;strong&gt;Digi&lt;/strong&gt; give RM5 to charity!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You can only vote &lt;strong&gt;ONCE&lt;/strong&gt; so use it wisely! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;17 days&lt;/em&gt; left so &lt;strong&gt;hurry up&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346888528009627458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SjP2yYWgB0I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/O26pMIfrn7A/s320/lovetosave2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovetosave.com.my/vote.php?cid=11&amp;amp;caid=434"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;http://www.lovetosave.com.my/vote.php?cid=11&amp;amp;caid=434&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thank you all on behalf of the millions of children &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whose lives you have helped to turn better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys are AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, not as awesome as &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but yea you're &lt;em&gt;awesome enough&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muhahahahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva&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/7123547346149301024-5083163925637324915?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5083163925637324915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5083163925637324915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5083163925637324915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5083163925637324915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/loving-diva.html' title='Loving Diva'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SjPwj636HPI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/tYyXfpSy0JY/s72-c/gdchmfghm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-1743842321392068794</id><published>2009-06-09T03:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T03:07:59.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm lovin it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;NEW BLOG SKIN !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;WOO HOOO !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i am SO awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;comments, please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva&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/7123547346149301024-1743842321392068794?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/1743842321392068794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=1743842321392068794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1743842321392068794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1743842321392068794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-skin.html' title='i&apos;m lovin it'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2961515360123290319</id><published>2009-06-05T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:55:28.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet BOXY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone, meet ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343872005009052242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sik_Roe4ElI/AAAAAAAAA1I/wttS_a0DyHQ/s320/DSC00122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he's my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;creation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he's my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i draw him when &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i'm lonely&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he's awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva&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/7123547346149301024-2961515360123290319?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2961515360123290319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2961515360123290319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2961515360123290319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2961515360123290319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/meet-boxy.html' title='Meet BOXY.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sik_Roe4ElI/AAAAAAAAA1I/wttS_a0DyHQ/s72-c/DSC00122.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-6814940653668040657</id><published>2009-06-05T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:56:04.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Moon, more THE END than THE BEGINNING?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SikNH1Ce_MI/AAAAAAAAA1A/DDpT1HJhufI/s1600-h/NEW+MOON.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343816860999548098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SikNH1Ce_MI/AAAAAAAAA1A/DDpT1HJhufI/s320/NEW+MOON.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here it is, Twilight Fanatics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's the official New Moon movie poster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, overall, i absolutely love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I especially love how&lt;strong&gt; Jacob&lt;/strong&gt; is standing between&lt;strong&gt; Bella&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Edward.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look how his fist is clenched like that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See how protective he is?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And his gaze, my God, his GAZE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like he'll take on a fight with Edward any time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Lautner&lt;/strong&gt; portrayed Jacob amazingly in this poster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally felt the intensity between Edward and Jacob&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when I saw it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edward&lt;/strong&gt; is, of course, gorgeous as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I like how &lt;strong&gt;Robert&lt;/strong&gt;'s kind of standing aside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but still leaning pretty close to Jacob and Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It kinda shows how he knows he should leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but he still cant let go of Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also like how his hand is not clenched as hard as Jacob's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It shows just the right amount of control he has on himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, Jacob IS a new-born werewolf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Edward IS centuries older. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But most of all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the way he's staring at Jacob and Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Devastated and determined at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am still very much in love with Robert Pattinson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bella&lt;/strong&gt;, on the other hand,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is VERY disappointing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristen Stewart&lt;/strong&gt; looks dead as always.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously do not understand her sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No, i dont have anything against her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just wish she'd have more life in her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She IS human.. for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think her expression could've been better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It would've been better if she looked terrified and sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe she could've looked to the side or something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rather than stare straight at the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, I cant deny that she is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fit for the part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What with her pale skin and haunted eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She's quite a beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall, i REALLY love how this poster turned out to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mostly because of Taylor. and Robert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But more on Taylor this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sorry, Rob.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I watched the trailer just now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was pretty disappointing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I didnt feel the intensity or chemistry &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;between Bella and Edward at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When Edward left Bella,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bella didnt strike me as devastated and lost.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She wasn't exactly emotionally numb or whatever, either.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She was just.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;acting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;That might sound ridiculous but seriously,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I couldn't feel her pain and sorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I should. But I didn't.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maybe it's just me? Hmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor&lt;/strong&gt; looked HOT as &lt;strong&gt;Jacob&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But I was pretty disappointed at the &lt;strong&gt;werewolf&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I imagined it more larger and darker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The one in the trailer seemed to be taken out from&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;some Kid's channel or some sort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I really hope the movie turns out better than the trailer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think this will be the first time &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm anticipating and hoping to be proven wrong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7123547346149301024-6814940653668040657?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/6814940653668040657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=6814940653668040657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/6814940653668040657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/6814940653668040657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-moon-more-end-than-beginning.html' title='New Moon, more THE END than THE BEGINNING?'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SikNH1Ce_MI/AAAAAAAAA1A/DDpT1HJhufI/s72-c/NEW+MOON.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7832591312466056147</id><published>2009-06-05T13:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T14:03:04.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy in Yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somewhere last month,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mommy brought us to this place near Mines for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not the best DimSum I've had,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I guess it was okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DID like the decor, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343715447796206434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw4zapC2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/nNjUV8rfMAY/s320/CIMG5539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw4A81CQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Zb7iInBwoB0/s1600-h/CIMG5538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343715434249390338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw4A81CQI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/Zb7iInBwoB0/s320/CIMG5538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The entrance..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343715441958133618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw4dqvH3I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ZmynK4eH9aA/s320/CIMG5537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They have a pretty Chandelier! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343715425801194418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw3heny7I/AAAAAAAAA0I/gmBlseGDz3Q/s320/CIMG5531.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw4qIUKkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_QAm9JRkw8Q/s1600-h/CIMG5536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343715445303421506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw4qIUKkI/AAAAAAAAA0g/_QAm9JRkw8Q/s320/CIMG5536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we walked around a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this uber cool background! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343718003738420130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiizNlCwI6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/x3Wkr7Te-RQ/s320/CIMG5540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing &lt;strong&gt;ChristianDior&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Top&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; P&amp;amp;Co.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Shorts&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Guess&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bag,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forever 21&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Bangle&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;Sungai Wang &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gladiator Sandals&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiizN4SsKjI/AAAAAAAAA04/WZ-p3u31UBY/s1600-h/CIMG5541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343718008905542194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiizN4SsKjI/AAAAAAAAA04/WZ-p3u31UBY/s320/CIMG5541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this while we were crossing the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THE Diva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-7832591312466056147?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7832591312466056147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7832591312466056147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7832591312466056147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7832591312466056147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/yummy-in-yellow.html' title='Yummy in Yellow'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Siiw4zapC2I/AAAAAAAAA0o/nNjUV8rfMAY/s72-c/CIMG5539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-9020953523400296794</id><published>2009-06-05T01:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:44:01.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black &amp; White is SO Not Boring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigFYHhy0XI/AAAAAAAAAz4/EXbFfnecVtw/s1600-h/CIMG5095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526869770883442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigFYHhy0XI/AAAAAAAAAz4/EXbFfnecVtw/s320/CIMG5095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigFXug5kcI/AAAAAAAAAzw/mYthBpLnsow/s1600-h/CIMG5094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526863056245186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigFXug5kcI/AAAAAAAAAzw/mYthBpLnsow/s320/CIMG5094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigFXf9DZnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/CwtIzR2qg_4/s1600-h/CIMG5090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343526859147798130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigFXf9DZnI/AAAAAAAAAzo/CwtIzR2qg_4/s320/CIMG5090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wearing &lt;em&gt;Graphic Tee&lt;/em&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;MNG,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Black Skinnies&lt;/em&gt; from some boutique,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beret&lt;/em&gt; from&lt;strong&gt; Forever 21&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Bag&lt;/em&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;Chanel&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you're wondering where I got the bag, i didnt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I found it in my mom's massive bag collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She has some good stuff in there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;despite how messy it looks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saw this picture of &lt;strong&gt;Miley Cyrus&lt;/strong&gt; at the MTV Movie Awards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343528262874383058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigGpNPjQtI/AAAAAAAAA0A/b-Da6XCRAiI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Simply Gorgeous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I officially declare that everything nude/creamy/beige&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is absolutely Fabulous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A total Fashion DO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am SO gonna get myself a pair of nude pumps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THEDiva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7123547346149301024-9020953523400296794?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/9020953523400296794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=9020953523400296794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/9020953523400296794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/9020953523400296794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/black-white-is-so-not-boring.html' title='Black &amp; White is SO Not Boring.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SigFYHhy0XI/AAAAAAAAAz4/EXbFfnecVtw/s72-c/CIMG5095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7374356423547283678</id><published>2009-06-04T00:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T01:15:48.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappy Diva Loves Her Skirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatADcoN6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/Aa7pkVHmxos/s1600-h/CIMG5319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343148224358660002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatADcoN6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/Aa7pkVHmxos/s320/CIMG5319.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatBMn5ETI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5cWNmSNQYyQ/s1600-h/CIMG5326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343148244001689906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatBMn5ETI/AAAAAAAAAzY/5cWNmSNQYyQ/s320/CIMG5326.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatArjWr2I/AAAAAAAAAzI/nz5kDkMF3DU/s1600-h/CIMG5322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343148235124289378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatArjWr2I/AAAAAAAAAzI/nz5kDkMF3DU/s320/CIMG5322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatAwk3Z-I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3Yg6wQ5X4eU/s1600-h/CIMG5321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343148236472805346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatAwk3Z-I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/3Yg6wQ5X4eU/s320/CIMG5321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Diva has been extremely down lately,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this post will be kinda short.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wore this outfit during Mothers' Day lunch with Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wearing &lt;strong&gt;Zara &lt;/strong&gt;V-neck sweater, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasar&lt;/strong&gt; Skirt and Belt (&lt;em&gt; unbelievable, i know.&lt;/em&gt; ),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sungai Wang&lt;/strong&gt; Gladiator Sandals,&lt;strong&gt; Gucci&lt;/strong&gt; Bag and &lt;strong&gt;Forever 21&lt;/strong&gt; Bangle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crying while typing this post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeking solace from the very person who's causing me pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stupid and Masochistic, i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Diva will be back, i promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give me some time, alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THEDiva &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/7123547346149301024-7374356423547283678?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7374356423547283678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7374356423547283678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7374356423547283678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7374356423547283678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/unhappy-diva-loves-her-skirt.html' title='Unhappy Diva Loves Her Skirt'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiatADcoN6I/AAAAAAAAAzA/Aa7pkVHmxos/s72-c/CIMG5319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2703007670150927693</id><published>2009-06-02T21:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:29:28.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitternut Squashes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Twitternut Squashes&lt;/span&gt; is My &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;New Favourite Word!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to YouTube's&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lauren Luke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(panacea81) . i love her so much. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello, my darlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How have you been, lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As most of you might know my school's Sports Day was last Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and BEFORE that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had &lt;em&gt;INTENSIVE&lt;/em&gt; sports training for a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it is during this "training", my dears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I became ..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; tanned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And not in a good way, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and once again, not in a very good way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme show you what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here're pictures of me when I tried doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rihanna's Cat Eyes look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DO NOT LAUGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshuBMGSI/AAAAAAAAAyA/nngW8mJZiSQ/s1600-h/CIMG5675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342725490745284898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshuBMGSI/AAAAAAAAAyA/nngW8mJZiSQ/s320/CIMG5675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here i look pretty normal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342725478171971602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUsg_LekBI/AAAAAAAAAxo/GY3K8Xm_8nU/s320/CIMG5700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see the tan lines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg i look so.. ORANGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshF-M18I/AAAAAAAAAxw/SH0-f6cLVZA/s1600-h/CIMG5707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342725479995332546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshF-M18I/AAAAAAAAAxw/SH0-f6cLVZA/s320/CIMG5707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i just look pink here. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;messy hair..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshSztMTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/TBawz8TSxYo/s1600-h/CIMG5720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342725483440976178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshSztMTI/AAAAAAAAAx4/TBawz8TSxYo/s320/CIMG5720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i love this outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dress&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Forever 21&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Belt&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;Creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here're some pictures taken on Sundayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;a href="http://ecstaticismyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Lynnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://imcaely.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yunnie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://mongzie.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Mongzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342725491150224050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshvhu-rI/AAAAAAAAAyI/TyRiPLGDWiY/s320/sdfgsdfg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here you see what i mean by COLOURFUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes. That IS my car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay laa so it's my mom's. so what?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still in my house. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxXHATYoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/QBHVJsNCtjo/s1600-h/sdfgfdg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342730806032032386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxXHATYoI/AAAAAAAAAyw/QBHVJsNCtjo/s320/sdfgfdg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; GORGEOUS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxWm-pZoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/hWl3f2-2y7E/s1600-h/yjhvjhv.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342730797435152002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxWm-pZoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/hWl3f2-2y7E/s320/yjhvjhv.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeee i look silly. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342730802147785234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxW4iOehI/AAAAAAAAAyo/RKJGBGAPtNo/s320/sfgjdfjd.bmp" border="0" /&gt;Angels&amp;amp;Demons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxWahmIkI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/v0xiXTV4m-Y/s1600-h/kujbjhv.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342730794092077634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxWahmIkI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/v0xiXTV4m-Y/s320/kujbjhv.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAIYAK!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my Nine West clutch with me and I aint afraid to use it! &gt;=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxWtXcwTI/AAAAAAAAAyY/DkYq3vQfh4Q/s1600-h/sdfgdfsg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342730799149793586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUxWtXcwTI/AAAAAAAAAyY/DkYq3vQfh4Q/s320/sdfgdfsg.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalala i look so short. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing &lt;em&gt;Black Dress&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Golden Bangle&lt;/em&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;Forever 21,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Golden Clutch &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Heels&lt;/em&gt; from &lt;strong&gt;Nine West&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here ends this colourful journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for visiting! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HUGE thanks to Lyn, Yun and Mongz for the pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're awesome! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Special thanks to YUN ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for THIS ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342736584655847186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiU2neDlPxI/AAAAAAAAAy4/YSuwjK6MhiA/s320/dtjhdfj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love her to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THEDiva &lt;3&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/7123547346149301024-2703007670150927693?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2703007670150927693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2703007670150927693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2703007670150927693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2703007670150927693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/06/twitternut-squashes.html' title='Twitternut Squashes!'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SiUshuBMGSI/AAAAAAAAAyA/nngW8mJZiSQ/s72-c/CIMG5675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4030694912309863188</id><published>2009-05-26T21:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:23:56.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light Unto The World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;We go to private schools because we &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;CAN&lt;/strong&gt;, so we go to private schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;SOME&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;government school&lt;/strong&gt; students should &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;shut up and back off&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Before you jump to the conclusion that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I'm looking down on government school students,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall make it clear to you, my dear reader,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that I am merely &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;extremely pissed&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;about something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;government school student&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; said about private schools.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the said student thinks it's&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pointless&lt;/strong&gt; that parents enrol their children into private schools.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;According to HER, it doesnt make a difference&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and we're &lt;em&gt;wasting our money&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sure it doesn't sound too bad here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But you, my darling reader,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;were not there to witness her contemptuos tone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I wasn't merely angry,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;disgusted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Disgusted because I once studied in a government school, too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And I couldn't believe I have something in common with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To said student, if you were to read this,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I give you my uttermost sympathy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Why, you ask?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Because &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; dont know what it's like to BE in a private school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; dont know what it's like to be in &lt;strong&gt;SURIA.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I have only been in Suria for 3 1/2 years,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but some of my friends have been Surians all their life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My friends have known their friends all their life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They grew up together, lost their first tooth together,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;learned to colour inside the lines together,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;laughed together, cried together..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How I envy them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When I first came to this school,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I was both excited and intimidated at the same time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But most of all, I felt out of place..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fortunately for me, that didn't last long.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Before I realised it, I had friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Those friends turned into sisters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and we are now inseperable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Suria&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've met some of the best people I've ever encountered in my life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Suria&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've found close friends who accept me for who I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Suria&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've learned how to be strong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Suria&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my high school memories were made beautiful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Suria&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I've found where I belong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Suria&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And of these wonderful feelings you will never understand,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;because you are &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; a Surian.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a Surian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and I will always be a Surian&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of that, I am sure&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Surians, Light Unto The World!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THEDiva &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&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/7123547346149301024-4030694912309863188?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4030694912309863188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4030694912309863188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4030694912309863188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4030694912309863188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-go-to-private-schools-because-we-can.html' title='Light Unto The World'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-8490509074331270818</id><published>2009-05-25T21:03:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:35:12.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Diva Goes Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So a month ago,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I managed to force Daddy into bringing us out SHOPPING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since it's the only place where I can &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;shop and feel good about myself at the same time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to our usual venue,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PAVILION.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, Pavilion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not Starhill. Not Suria KLCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not THAT RICH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay so I was leading my darling brothers, Daddy and SisKarl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to shop after shop the whole time we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I totally regret not going into Charles&amp;amp;Keith, MarcJacobs, Club Monaco etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At the time it seemed pointless &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because I knew I wouldn't be able to afford anything there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it seems stupid and foolish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because, even if I couldn't afford it, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DADDY COULD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugh. Just thinking about it makes me wanna shoot myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I walked into TopShop, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dumped my brothers and Daddy at TopMan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then pulled SisKarl with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt pay much attention to the clothes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was taking my own sweet time trying on the shoes, instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I couldn't find the pair of ORANGE platform heels I saw in CLEO, once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I DID see these..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqojwNHh4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/IU8NdejRpHI/s1600-h/CIMG5122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339765640389953410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqojwNHh4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/IU8NdejRpHI/s320/CIMG5122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; TA-DA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay la close up ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339765633644459810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqojXE3dyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/p5T4yVNKumE/s320/CIMG5123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TA DA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I call them KatyPerry heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know why they just remind me of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly I didnt buy them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No it wasn't because I couldn't afford them (pfft),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just dont know if I REALLY NEED them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're Sky High and I dont think I'd wear'em out often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES. I DO think before I purchase. Surprise surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yea we, well I, moved on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at FOREVER21..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqoisicEoI/AAAAAAAAAxA/lFSoKhYIlvU/s1600-h/CIMG5125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339765622225769090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqoisicEoI/AAAAAAAAAxA/lFSoKhYIlvU/s320/CIMG5125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I call this one KimoraLeeSimmons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People who watch her Reality Series would know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqojJNjZxI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/nwlM9_OueqI/s1600-h/CIMG5127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339765629922797330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqojJNjZxI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/nwlM9_OueqI/s320/CIMG5127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;poser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a model. hire me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ALSO found ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqllDrv4GI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0sAHpZTw9C0/s1600-h/CIMG5135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339762364263686242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqllDrv4GI/AAAAAAAAAw4/0sAHpZTw9C0/s320/CIMG5135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This shift dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didnt have it in Black so I opted for this dark grey one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equally lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look pretty short here, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while I was taking pictures in the dressing room,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one time when I totally forgot to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWITCH OFF MY FLASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the flash went off ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ka-chak*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then I heard the lady outside say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NO PHOTOGRAPHS PLEASE, NO CAMERAS! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I blushed right there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh as if anyone could see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Shqlk1MYhEI/AAAAAAAAAww/UtzCBbKr8Yg/s1600-h/CIMG5136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339762360374035522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Shqlk1MYhEI/AAAAAAAAAww/UtzCBbKr8Yg/s320/CIMG5136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BroStan wants to be just like his Fabulous Sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's wearing &lt;strong&gt;Forever21&lt;/strong&gt; top, &lt;strong&gt;Billabong&lt;/strong&gt; bermudas, &lt;strong&gt;PasarMalam&lt;/strong&gt; flip flops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;em&gt; lots and lots of SHOPPING BAGS&lt;/em&gt; (mostly mine laa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339762351067796898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqlkShmlaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Y2U9bmWQeWc/s320/CIMG5138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Turn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm wearing &lt;strong&gt;P&amp;amp;Co&lt;/strong&gt;. top (I'm on vacation. You may askme for a movie),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MNG&lt;/strong&gt; jeans, &lt;strong&gt;Louis Vuitton&lt;/strong&gt; Bag, &lt;strong&gt;SungeiWang&lt;/strong&gt; gladiator sandals and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lots and lots of SHOPPING BAGS&lt;/em&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After shopping,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had dinner at TheShip. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqlkNTTv4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/N-WA9lql2N0/s1600-h/CIMG5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339762349665664898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqlkNTTv4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/N-WA9lql2N0/s320/CIMG5143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Shqlj4ewtkI/AAAAAAAAAwY/4r8oADctheI/s1600-h/CIMG5145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339762344076555842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Shqlj4ewtkI/AAAAAAAAAwY/4r8oADctheI/s320/CIMG5145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Are those orchids? I think they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo taken by &lt;strong&gt;BroStan&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad laa. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;Kuney &lt;/strong&gt;likes this pic. ho ho ho.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqjDWzp8mI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/sGuBTftuJtw/s1600-h/CIMG5153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339759586258317922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqjDWzp8mI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/sGuBTftuJtw/s320/CIMG5153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Escargots! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339759583779917538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqjDNkwjuI/AAAAAAAAAwI/uRDhoTaupes/s320/CIMG5155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another precious picture! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339759578956717426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqjC7m0XXI/AAAAAAAAAwA/esSd67zxnZU/s320/CIMG5166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Sis Melissa had to go see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Daddy and AuntieFiona brought Mel down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brothers, SisKarl and I were in the car ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, camwhored all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339755901783228706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Shqfs5EVwSI/AAAAAAAAAvY/LeN5bBwfY74/s320/CIMG5224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say YES to LV! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqfsRb_VpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wrWHhR0mQzQ/s1600-h/CIMG5219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339755891145004690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqfsRb_VpI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/wrWHhR0mQzQ/s320/CIMG5219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silly Face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqfsN0qtMI/AAAAAAAAAvI/bvkzbWDroc8/s1600-h/CIMG5222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339755890174768322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqfsN0qtMI/AAAAAAAAAvI/bvkzbWDroc8/s320/CIMG5222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LouisVuitton! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqccpDKoMI/AAAAAAAAAvA/sSYKkt8xX5s/s1600-h/CIMG5216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339752324070547650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqccpDKoMI/AAAAAAAAAvA/sSYKkt8xX5s/s320/CIMG5216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smiles ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqccfkjuAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_cqmSOgkpEY/s1600-h/CIMG5231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339752321526249474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqccfkjuAI/AAAAAAAAAu4/_cqmSOgkpEY/s320/CIMG5231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive to Flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339752312702539186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Shqcb-s0lbI/AAAAAAAAAuo/qH-kqxKh1v4/s320/CIMG5234.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my shades. And no, they are NOT designers'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, they only cost me RM15 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala weeeeeeeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqccPMEzjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GH5fMjlf5qs/s1600-h/CIMG5232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339752317128592946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqccPMEzjI/AAAAAAAAAuw/GH5fMjlf5qs/s320/CIMG5232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339752305470787794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Shqcbjwo0NI/AAAAAAAAAug/2OjQgqmb_dE/s320/CIMG5238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remind myself of BugsBunny here. ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339755907579956178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqftOqYy9I/AAAAAAAAAvg/VERno97QtlQ/s320/CIMG5201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mel wasn't ready. Daddy gives a HUGE smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like BroStan, you cant see his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339755907306529698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqftNpMo6I/AAAAAAAAAvo/uESpDljE7l4/s320/CIMG5206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Okay. Here she's grumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Then ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339759567386829922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqjCQgV5GI/AAAAAAAAAv4/PD5DvHRib2g/s320/CIMG5212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'l smile for the paparazzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqjCIMZ9aI/AAAAAAAAAvw/auk1J7yQI7A/s1600-h/CIMG5209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339759565155726754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqjCIMZ9aI/AAAAAAAAAvw/auk1J7yQI7A/s320/CIMG5209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WEYYY. enough already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People shy. tee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'll stop that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here're some photos I took of my..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;products of shopping? wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, I present to you ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339749521429450930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqZ5gZdULI/AAAAAAAAAuA/F49qdO4PdzU/s320/CIMG5273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My POP Plaid shorts from P&amp;amp;Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I love Padini a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339749519462548178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqZ5ZEgwtI/AAAAAAAAAt4/znJP5O7cc4k/s320/CIMG5275.JPG" border="0" /&gt; HAWT Red skinny jeans, also from P&amp;amp;Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Told ya I was hooked.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but DEFINITELY not least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fabulous, Glamourous,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIVALICIOUS ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Royal Blue Suede Peep Toe Heels from VINCCI+ !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339749528473680994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqZ56o7vGI/AAAAAAAAAuI/sfOHo-wURZM/s320/CIMG5263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams* ROSETTES! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqZ6FNqdZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/TUkYAQlaUAM/s1600-h/CIMG5262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339749531312092562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqZ6FNqdZI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/TUkYAQlaUAM/s320/CIMG5262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams* omg so HOT lo *screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339749534352209890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqZ6Qie9-I/AAAAAAAAAuY/o3a5VdrYSj4/s320/CIMG5272.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I've never really been a fan of Wedges but THIS I made an exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted a size 7 but when I got home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered it was a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw me for not checking before I pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you guys guess for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THEDiva &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-8490509074331270818?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/8490509074331270818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=8490509074331270818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8490509074331270818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8490509074331270818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/05/diva-goes-shopping.html' title='Diva Goes Shopping'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqojwNHh4I/AAAAAAAAAxg/IU8NdejRpHI/s72-c/CIMG5122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-423081212219135066</id><published>2009-05-23T18:25:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:01:36.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty in Pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 1st of May isn't only Labour Day for my family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is also the birthday of my dearest AuntieAngel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;slaps forehead&lt;/em&gt;* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ouch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly me, I totally forgot to snap a picture of her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Birthday Girl.. Lady.. Mama..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, THE OUTFIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729621313698562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqHzKsIuwI/AAAAAAAAAsw/E-J71Mk5MIo/s320/CIMG5044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top: &lt;strong&gt;P&amp;amp;Co&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;Tell Me Why I Need a Boyfriend Like You&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skirt: &lt;strong&gt;P&amp;amp;Co&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bag: &lt;strong&gt;Fendi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shoes: &lt;strong&gt;Nose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes Yes I know you love my skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe you love my cheeky top?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My adorable pink heels?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it's my designer bag, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay Okay I'll stop. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, we had dinner in Fortuna Palace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went for Karaoke in Ceria Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, Auntie Angel and Uncle Billy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to leave first because their babies wouldn't shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729624815125458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqHzXu8Q9I/AAAAAAAAAs4/9PMx6YNak5g/s320/CIMG5053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cousins! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729628535304626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqHzll5sbI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4vitDZckXfQ/s320/CIMG5055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brothers .. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqOLRvyeCI/AAAAAAAAAtw/5NE4eqDBoR0/s1600-h/CIMG5060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339736632594692130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqOLRvyeCI/AAAAAAAAAtw/5NE4eqDBoR0/s320/CIMG5060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cousin ZaiZai loves superman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was a wedding dinner going on and people were clinking glasses &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and shouting "YAM SENG" ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqOLHdMf-I/AAAAAAAAAto/ZeyjD3RQnCE/s1600-h/CIMG5063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339736629832351714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqOLHdMf-I/AAAAAAAAAto/ZeyjD3RQnCE/s320/CIMG5063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Evidentally, CousinApple here loves that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isn't she simply ADORABLE?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724810137649426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqDbHqYQRI/AAAAAAAAAso/55rOJUF-5bY/s320/CIMG5065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;weeeeeeee. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After dinner we headed over to Ceria Box.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was everyone's first time there since it opened a year (or so) ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqHz1YNHYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7kWGCVS4REA/s1600-h/CIMG5070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729632772824450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqHz1YNHYI/AAAAAAAAAtI/7kWGCVS4REA/s320/CIMG5070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339724797568966178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqDaY1xXiI/AAAAAAAAAsY/zjgnq0t2dvQ/s320/CIMG5071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqH0Drbi8I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/34kZYfidDDU/s1600-h/CIMG5072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339729636611558338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShqH0Drbi8I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/34kZYfidDDU/s320/CIMG5072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deliberately waited until it turned fuschia/pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338972571168721666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfXRDIQywI/AAAAAAAAAsA/EEgCOBHpSkY/s320/CIMG5087.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They had touch screen crap which, to me, are pretty cool &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but also pretty annoying at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a fan of touch screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfXQwgIypI/AAAAAAAAAr4/BPoCYGS61oM/s1600-h/CIMG5082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338972566168586898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfXQwgIypI/AAAAAAAAAr4/BPoCYGS61oM/s320/CIMG5082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy weyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfXQsTWZPI/AAAAAAAAArw/6AwOTZciZSA/s1600-h/CIMG5080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338972565041210610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfXQsTWZPI/AAAAAAAAArw/6AwOTZciZSA/s320/CIMG5080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PoPo showing her stuff! ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Cousin ZaiZai being himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfXQHC_g0I/AAAAAAAAArg/lugpK-JKSic/s1600-h/CIMG5083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338972555040490306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfXQHC_g0I/AAAAAAAAArg/lugpK-JKSic/s320/CIMG5083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dont be fooled by her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She might look shy here but when she starts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singing and dancing, she's one heck of an entertainer. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month before Labour Day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Brothers and I went back to Sekinchan with Daddy for ChingMing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing the family and praying and all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left with plenty of pork to last months. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the way back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually saw COWS in the MIDDLE OF THE ROAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COWS. wtf la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we saw MONKEYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy stopped the car so we could feed the monkeys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didnt have bananas with us so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfUCvlbt1I/AAAAAAAAArA/1WTxrt9Z7Zs/s1600-h/CIMG4927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338969026869311314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfUCvlbt1I/AAAAAAAAArA/1WTxrt9Z7Zs/s320/CIMG4927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We fed them chips. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfRXH4pZSI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Wgzka-5VtFc/s1600-h/CIMG4928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338966078454850850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfRXH4pZSI/AAAAAAAAAqw/Wgzka-5VtFc/s320/CIMG4928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; omg You see BABY MONKEY so CUTEEEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to Dad's,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we showered and then went out for Sushi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338966075365984530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfRW8YNCRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/aaUKFYQa0_Y/s320/CIMG4933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tower on the right shows the amount of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi SisKarl and I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one on the LEFT, however, shows the amount of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi BroStan ate HIMSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfRWaoC8KI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/X_jjYvf2GLE/s1600-h/CIMG4939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338966066305626274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfRWaoC8KI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/X_jjYvf2GLE/s320/CIMG4939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SisKarl! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presenting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONE,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ONLY,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;RICHARD HO PUI MENG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;applause&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338966067832253138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShfRWgUBatI/AAAAAAAAAqY/ZdIbfCg-DE8/s320/CIMG4935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy likes to think himself as some mafia leader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna break his frail heart so I allow him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever pleasure he seeks from wering outfits like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by saying nothing negative about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THE Diva &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-423081212219135066?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CRUSHED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but i still love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Good Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THEDiva &lt;3&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/7123547346149301024-1681258305927900268?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/1681258305927900268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-6836779407748741516</id><published>2009-05-21T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T23:10:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allenized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;KRIS ALLEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMERICAN IDOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338288982159854466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpi7oFC4I/AAAAAAAAAqI/a3-tmcR76p8/s320/fgjsfj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KRIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;em&gt;UNDERDOG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the&lt;em&gt; DARKHORSE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;em&gt;BOY NEXT DOOR.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE KRIS ALLEN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adam Lambert&lt;/strong&gt; was fantastic, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're both amazing artists&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and they're both winners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;KRIS&lt;/strong&gt; WON! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was crying in front of the TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when Ryan announced the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris was still being modest at the end of the show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He kept repeating that Adam should win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpiprKdJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/j-RrwhL84BQ/s1600-h/KRIS!.bmp"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338288977340953746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpiprKdJI/AAAAAAAAAqA/j-RrwhL84BQ/s320/KRIS!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Kris looking absolutely adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338288971017327858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpiSHflPI/AAAAAAAAApw/b-UdMykBu54/s320/xhmjxdhfj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;One of my favourites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kris performing Aint No Sunshine during the Top 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpiQTrGJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/8MSOp2tzXIQ/s1600-h/fjkfjk.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338288970531543186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpiQTrGJI/AAAAAAAAAp4/8MSOp2tzXIQ/s320/fjkfjk.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kris performing What's Going On.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Not one of my favourites but still pretty good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Very Jason Mraz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338288968393447922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpiIV6WfI/AAAAAAAAApo/oXUOGGK8POE/s320/fjkfjkkj.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Kris performing No Boundaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;His voice definitely suited the song better than Adam's did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;But the key was still too high for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Even so, he &lt;strong&gt;ROCKED&lt;/strong&gt; that song at the finale!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Happiness and Joy does funny things to a person. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Sure, Adam's a great singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;But &lt;strong&gt;YOU'RE&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;AMERICAN IDOL&lt;/strong&gt;, Kris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT ADAM&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT ANYONE ELSE&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;but &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;And i love you for being so awesome. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;i am officially, in Paula Abdul's words, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALLENIZED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;See that last picture of Kris? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;For some reason, he reminds me of MAK WEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;Not only in that pic but only when I watch him sing sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;It freaks the hell outta me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;BE PROUD, MAKWEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;it's a COMPLIMENT! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpiIV6WfI/AAAAAAAAApo/oXUOGGK8POE/s1600-h/fjkfjkkj.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#993399;"&gt;THE Diva. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-6836779407748741516?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/6836779407748741516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=6836779407748741516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/6836779407748741516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/6836779407748741516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/05/allenized.html' title='Allenized'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/ShVpi7oFC4I/AAAAAAAAAqI/a3-tmcR76p8/s72-c/fgjsfj.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-8471865642134131475</id><published>2009-05-20T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T22:08:22.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; is fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;shanan has &lt;strong&gt;zero&lt;/strong&gt; updates in her twitter because &lt;em&gt;no one she knows tweets&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i STRONGLY DISAGREE that tweeting yourself is pointless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;mainly because &lt;em&gt;I TWEET MYSELF&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and for some reason i'm &lt;em&gt;addicted&lt;/em&gt;? ._.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;none of my "followers" are active twitters but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;i dont give a tweet, i just tweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;i follow&lt;em&gt; mileycyrus&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;demilovato&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;selenagomez&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;davidarchuleta&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;em&gt; krisallen&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;taylorswift,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;katyperry&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cassedeepope&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;em&gt;drewsteely&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;ryan seacrest&lt;/strong&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;none of them reply me, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;why dont famous people reply not famous people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i guess that's just reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;i dont give a tweet, i just tweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;follow me on twitter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/itskristal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;http://twitter.com/itskristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8471865642134131475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/8471865642134131475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/05/tweet.html' title='Tweet.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-4518116443190920398</id><published>2009-05-09T17:05:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:58:01.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity Fund Raiser 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no idea where to start updating you people laa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went through my pictures and decided to start with &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;Charity Fund Raiser&lt;/strong&gt; which was held on 13th March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fund raiser was held to raise money for some foundation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least that's what they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Personally, I think they need the money because &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R.E.A.L was naive enough to think &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disney On Ice&lt;/strong&gt; would be a hit among the students and bought ALL the tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the closing night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And since practically no one from the senior section bought any tickets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(except yours truly because I'm a sucker for Disney Princesses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;em&gt;and them princes&lt;/em&gt;),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the money from the fund raiser was used to buy the remaining tickets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My awesome class&lt;/strong&gt; was generous enough to use the money we earned &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to buy the tickets and give them to orphans so they can go watch instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those poor children might not even KNOW what Disney is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEE we have such &lt;em&gt;golden hearts&lt;/em&gt; =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYWAY. PICTURES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, the Fund Raiser! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUtqMZcQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qAqebrqfaMs/s1600-h/jfgnsjgf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333762477087355138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUtqMZcQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qAqebrqfaMs/s320/jfgnsjgf.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we headed down to the canteen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly pic taken by TEDDY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUtyw5WEI/AAAAAAAAAmY/3EgZcjgkiHg/s1600-h/CIMG3906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333762479387924546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUtyw5WEI/AAAAAAAAAmY/3EgZcjgkiHg/s320/CIMG3906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lizzie acting professional. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shan and Shane from the left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hey that sounded pretty cool! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Shan and Shane. Shane and Shan.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay I'll stop now before I get murdered. =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333762483373687426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUuBnLQoI/AAAAAAAAAmg/cgc2fk2zY8A/s320/CIMG3911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lizzie laughing like a silly little girl and Teddy trying NOT to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUu-c_jAI/AAAAAAAAAmw/MRF1dx1QF4k/s1600-h/CIMG3918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333762499705539586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUu-c_jAI/AAAAAAAAAmw/MRF1dx1QF4k/s320/CIMG3918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yen in her Witch Hat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it was actually AhMoi's but it's CUTE ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUurPdNXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lNvvqC8FkPk/s1600-h/CIMG3915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333762494548489586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUurPdNXI/AAAAAAAAAmo/lNvvqC8FkPk/s320/CIMG3915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here you see it clearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lizzie and Yen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2NXeqmI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bC3uDskEwjQ/s1600-h/CIMG3925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333764822991284834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2NXeqmI/AAAAAAAAAnA/bC3uDskEwjQ/s320/CIMG3925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lex being ADORABLE as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333764817129617746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW13h8uVI/AAAAAAAAAm4/YyRGjn0P5Gk/s320/CIMG3927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shan looking impossibly CUTE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2TmuELI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/H-znVQ_doPw/s1600-h/CIMG3935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333764824665821362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2TmuELI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/H-znVQ_doPw/s320/CIMG3935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yun and I ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think it was WaiYin or Fish who ruined this perfect picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2IyUAAI/AAAAAAAAAnI/rpF8ijtx4Ro/s1600-h/CIMG3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333764821761654786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2IyUAAI/AAAAAAAAAnI/rpF8ijtx4Ro/s320/CIMG3928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane says YES to ROSE BANDUNG PUDDING! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this booth where you got to request songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaunnie and some other dudes danced their asses off to some hot tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mr Ali and Ms Woo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say they were in their own &lt;em&gt;sweet karaoke world.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_BFUAGeOI/AAAAAAAAAng/T6EwYcvQ_4c/s1600-h/CIMG3951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336696380469967074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_BFUAGeOI/AAAAAAAAAng/T6EwYcvQ_4c/s320/CIMG3951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2vSsn7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/EtMVk-VmiOk/s1600-h/CIMG3950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333764832098033586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVW2vSsn7I/AAAAAAAAAnY/EtMVk-VmiOk/s320/CIMG3950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TOLD YOU SO. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other fantastic teachers were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336696399879746578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_BGcTwNBI/AAAAAAAAAoA/BB4L10NuH84/s320/CIMG3953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. EROL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD I LOVE THIS PICTURE LO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336696384713177778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_BFjzwurI/AAAAAAAAAno/uCzNySQfCJg/s320/CIMG3970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mizexyz! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly Kampong Boi trying not to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See who came to visit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336700237031016882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_Elyz6CbI/AAAAAAAAAog/zO6MUCE03Kc/s320/CIMG4022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encik Kamarul weyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ACTUALLY FORGOT MY NAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i forgave him after he said I slimmed down a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look prettier. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ALRIGHT. He only said I slimmed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT? A girl can dream! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336703790581485138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_H0o0XDlI/AAAAAAAAApI/KvjIhZxA1Uw/s320/sjnhdryjn.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sweet SWEET cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dollar Dollar Bill Ya. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I belatedly realised it was Friday the 13th halfway through the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ya'll know, the roads were flooded so most of us were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stranded in the school for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, my girls and I lepak-ed around the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_EmBGcX3I/AAAAAAAAAoo/7hmNeuzNyAI/s1600-h/CIMG4024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336700240866860914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_EmBGcX3I/AAAAAAAAAoo/7hmNeuzNyAI/s320/CIMG4024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The picture says it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PENDERAAN. ABUSE. WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also kept taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll only show a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy bum. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336700227327412354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_ElOqYyII/AAAAAAAAAoI/3FfEkaGk350/s320/CIMG3983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336696390817127106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_BF6jDmsI/AAAAAAAAAnw/i44omqFksTw/s320/CIMG3974.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again. With Lizzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336696392518223346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_BGA4oRfI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2FQ-RDIEabg/s320/CIMG3977.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao. Mystery Lady with them killer eyes! o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_ElUvDYkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/_yaZhGoqcf0/s1600-h/CIMG4000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336700228957594178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_ElUvDYkI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/_yaZhGoqcf0/s320/CIMG4000.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Gostan.. Gostan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_Elu4FQAI/AAAAAAAAAoY/FzVr8sXRWz8/s1600-h/CIMG4001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336700235974787074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_Elu4FQAI/AAAAAAAAAoY/FzVr8sXRWz8/s320/CIMG4001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say Cheese! *SNAP*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way to KCW's house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336703783913980898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_H0P-tA-I/AAAAAAAAAow/PvplkM7l1fQ/s320/CIMG4031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;KCW's uber cute emoticon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I look retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sue me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At KCW's house..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336703786517911426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_H0Zrh14I/AAAAAAAAAo4/xDTmpDli-nw/s320/CIMG4039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Kcw has PINK BEDSHEETS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muhahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thought I didn't snap the picture, didnt ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IN YOUR FACE! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While waiting for Mommy to stop talking to Mrs. Khoo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336703788728484146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_H0h6kgTI/AAAAAAAAApA/1rpJZtVefAA/s320/CIMG4047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retard beside me is BroStanley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336703795259547202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_H06PsnkI/AAAAAAAAApQ/U5Zp5JQpbcQ/s320/CIMG4062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Wii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crayon Shin Chan! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little retard is kcw's cousin, Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336704522054323506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_IfNxEzTI/AAAAAAAAApY/k40kK3r_764/s320/CIMG4065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby and newest member of The Retards is kcw's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADORABLE BABY SISTER, TIFFANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU, TIFFY! :D&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;That night at tuition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_I9Da0itI/AAAAAAAAApg/5mQ6HUAo-XM/s1600-h/DSC00281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336705034672704210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/Sg_I9Da0itI/AAAAAAAAApg/5mQ6HUAo-XM/s320/DSC00281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I just can't get enough of that thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THE Diva &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-4518116443190920398?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/4518116443190920398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=4518116443190920398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4518116443190920398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/4518116443190920398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/05/charity-fund-raiser-09.html' title='Charity Fund Raiser 09'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgVUtqMZcQI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/qAqebrqfaMs/s72-c/jfgnsjgf.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5315026415996059421</id><published>2009-05-01T17:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:52:56.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EARTH HOUR weyy. =O</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330790968775375458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGJHG3emI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MBStgUpp9Vs/s320/kristal..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This work of art was edited by &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the INCREDIBLE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the STUPENDOUS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the EXCEPTIONAL,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the OH-SO-LOVABLE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not to mention UBER CUTE ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YONG SOK YEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*applause*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks, pie! ;D&lt;br /&gt;i love you. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 28th March 2009 ( which was one fecking month ago), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family decided to be part of this global event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at 8.30pm sharp,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all the lights at 37-H were swiched off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing but the dim light from the candles, street lamps &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the beatiful moonlight to &lt;em&gt;prevent everyone from falling on their asses&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332689929479269858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgGFPK_qLeI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9gw39IznMVY/s320/CIMG4706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330790977348716946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGJnC6SZI/AAAAAAAAAlI/n5V7tnfa3IU/s320/CIMG4704.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pertty Pertty Candles. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My family and I, along with the maids,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sat by the pool in the dark for more than an hour.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It would've been fun if mosquitoes didn't exist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They kept bugging me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most of us were busy slapping mosquitoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fecking mosquitoes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont like mosquitoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGKdYU7BI/AAAAAAAAAlg/O4BcOwfLPJI/s1600-h/CIMG4718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330790991934057490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGKdYU7BI/AAAAAAAAAlg/O4BcOwfLPJI/s320/CIMG4718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BroStanley&lt;/strong&gt; busy sms-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kao lui ah? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGJycAz3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/X1srs2e-WLs/s1600-h/CIMG4713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330790980406792050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGJycAz3I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/X1srs2e-WLs/s320/CIMG4713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OMFG MOMMY LOOK SO FUNNY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'll kill me if she sees this. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGKPPXTyI/AAAAAAAAAlY/cRi9R1bOS7s/s1600-h/CIMG4712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330790988138368802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGKPPXTyI/AAAAAAAAAlY/cRi9R1bOS7s/s320/CIMG4712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; BroHeng&lt;/strong&gt; ALSO kao lui ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;omg la more pro than me weyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332689934948548930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgGFPfXowUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/zoY4es7Qq4s/s320/CIMG4716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;em&gt;kakak's&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont give me no shit about the number of'em..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mom owns a &lt;em&gt;HUMAN RESOURCE COMPANY&lt;/em&gt; laa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BroStan has been influenced by his &lt;em&gt;fabulous sister&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I've exposed him to enough of the WORLD OF HOT GUYS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because now he's determined to have abs and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Therefore, when he's bored,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he does THIS ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332689943062998226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgGFP9mRbNI/AAAAAAAAAl4/Gq2O8xoh4iM/s320/CIMG4722.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUSH-UPS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GO STAN, GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332689946664398386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgGFQLA6bjI/AAAAAAAAAmA/19_GuF_QhaI/s320/CIMG4728.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;See his expression so funny! XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Spot &lt;strong&gt;Lassie the Dog&lt;/strong&gt; kepo-ing. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He kept howling and barking along with the other dogs in the neighbourhood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It was annoying the hell outta me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fortunately for us -- and the rest of the neighbourhood-- he got tired..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332689949028915842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SgGFQT0qGoI/AAAAAAAAAmI/VWXWC-FJuRw/s320/CIMG4730.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep. *shhh* =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throughout the hour..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later the aeroplane say:" Why everyone off lights wan?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BroHen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Later crash.&lt;strong&gt; BOOM&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*fireworks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAIYOR. Earth Hour also want fireworks. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MA DE. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These people ah. What is there to celebrate huh, Jie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;You tell me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Shrugs*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kakak:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maam! I want to move those flowers there, can? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They can't breathe la. Too close together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;How you know they can't breathe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kakak:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Neh. They're holding a sign there saying:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"I CAN'T BREATHE!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;See? SEEEE?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;BroStan wakes up and walks to the pool towards us.*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OH! GorGor sudah bangun!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BroStan:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*slowly walks towards us, eyes half closed, then says groggily*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Play MahJong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*LMAO LMAO LMAO*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Zheng very yao yeng la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;JieJie, you buy more clothes like that for him la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Give me money la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mommy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think it's time to go shopping.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;YES. YES. YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Who agree?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*only hand to shoot up*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kakak! Angkat tangan!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nah, see! Got 2 people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mommy:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yanti! GorGor sangat cool la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Banyak fikirannya, mungkin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yanti:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ingat Ah Moi la.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Jangan banyak sangat..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIMA SUDAH CUKUP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*everyone ROFL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love my family ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;THE Diva. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/7123547346149301024-5315026415996059421?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5315026415996059421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5315026415996059421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5315026415996059421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5315026415996059421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/05/earth-hour-weyy-o.html' title='EARTH HOUR weyy. =O'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfrGJHG3emI/AAAAAAAAAlA/MBStgUpp9Vs/s72-c/kristal..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2736105395647121171</id><published>2009-04-30T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:43:20.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed me? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes Yes Yes.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know it's been &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OMFG-my-then-new-season-Manolo-shoes-are-now-SO-last-season-LONG&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;since I've last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't exactly have a good enough reason for doing so, either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WOULD have said that I was buried under TONS of homework, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks to my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SO LOVELY TEACHERS WHO ONLY WANT THE BEST FOR US,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then you guys would be like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" THEN HOW COME YUN &amp;amp; LYN &amp;amp; LIZA &amp;amp; GHIA etc. GOT UPDATE WAN?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I COULD lie and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" HAIYER OF COURSE LA THEY NEVER DO HOMEWORK MA! "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then THAT would be a sin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because, to tell you the truth, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the one who doesn't do her homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it would take &lt;em&gt;DOOMSDAY&lt;/em&gt; or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when swine flu kills the whole human population and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PIGS TAKE OVER THE WORLD&lt;/em&gt; for them to &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; do their homework..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm. Come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think Pigs taking over the world would stop them, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH WELL.&lt;/strong&gt; xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was supposed to post the pictures of the night Angel slept over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IN &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god-damn-third-month-of-the-year-which-was-two-months-ago &lt;strong&gt;MARCH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf la someone should really smack this girl in the ass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in your dreams, losers.&lt;/em&gt; =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall blog about the other crap that went on these 2 months after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be prepared for some of the most, if not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE MOST&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fabulous and divalicious&lt;/em&gt; pictures you will EVER see!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lights, Camera, DIVA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330471002774058354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmjIo3eNXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mpnOGHp-28E/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yes. I am not stick skinny like Kate Moss or Gisele Bundchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sue me. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330471008069606082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmjI8mB2sI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3c-BlyqrxAc/s320/DSC00261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow, Angel reminds me of Kat Deluna here. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330471010890452402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmjJHGkjbI/AAAAAAAAAjw/GLRgQeYjveo/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damn her and her AngelineJolie-sexy-rosy-lips la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealous lo. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330471015571619250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmjJYipfbI/AAAAAAAAAj4/VUiWnoQJZ9s/s320/CIMG3786.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love my Devil horns and Leopard jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you do too. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330471018917240386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmjJlATnkI/AAAAAAAAAkA/yXAGEL_jCD4/s320/CIMG3842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She the Diva. With her tiara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330476439654986306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmoFG05ckI/AAAAAAAAAkg/thYtmaBvZhQ/s320/DSC00271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love her. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330476438821522354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmoFDuLy7I/AAAAAAAAAko/9Ub51GLASvw/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUMP SHOTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330476433515288866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmoEv9FGSI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/1_mlh-D16oA/s320/CIMG3821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330476432536449490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmoEsTtMdI/AAAAAAAAAkI/TMXcbxK3Zq0/s320/CIMG3811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is like, THE BEST JUMP SHOT EVER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Thanks to ME and my fabulous photographic skills.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Angie aint as good as me so my pics turned out not so good. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;( Actually just dont wanna show her looney expression in shot..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THEN,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I went to steal mommy's lipstick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I couldn't find the blood red ones so I took something orangey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looked funny. But we still rocked it. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330485550195547074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmwXaPCG8I/AAAAAAAAAkw/fQwYt1D21v0/s320/CIMG3833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Queen Diva. Smooches!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330485553465121170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmwXmaj2ZI/AAAAAAAAAk4/CEz5BOMz7io/s320/CIMG3828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Honestly, her lips are so gorgeous she should be JAILED!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;GAH! ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was around midnight and Maw (Angie's dude) came over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mommy tapao SATAY leh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I dont know when, but yes, WE DID FALL ASLEEP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hope you've had your daily dose of fabulousity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kisses!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal &lt;3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-2736105395647121171?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2736105395647121171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2736105395647121171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2736105395647121171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2736105395647121171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/04/yes-yes-yes.html' title='Missed me? :D'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SfmjIo3eNXI/AAAAAAAAAjg/mpnOGHp-28E/s72-c/DSC00267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-3625188490345972840</id><published>2009-03-28T19:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:58:13.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAGs &amp; making a stand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;After such a sentimental post,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let's brighten this place up with a TAG! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been tagged by Agnes, Mashi and Lynnie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LUCKILY, they're all the &lt;em&gt;same tags&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only problem is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHO TO TAG, NOW?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 10 people:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Shan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Yun&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Kayong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;4. Camen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5. Audery&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;6. Yen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;7. Chen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;8. AhTin&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;9. Ghia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;10. Hime&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why you tagged him/her as number one?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shan: First person who came to my mind. ._.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you met number 2 before?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yun: Duh? She sits right behind me in class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She says "Clayton/Ben is so hot" so many times you can't possibly miss her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you talk when you meet number 3?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kayong: Random crap. Stuff going on in life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the relationship of number 4 &amp;amp; 5?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Camen&amp;amp;Audery: Uh. Dua-dua pun Prefects. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Audery was one before she graduated laa.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is number 6 favourite singer?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yen: WAH. She listens to so many songs..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i choose.. ATOMIC KITTEN. *ehemEMAILehem*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is number 7 favourite TV Show?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chen: omg I have absolutely no idea!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uhm. American Idol? I DONT KNOW! STOP ASKING ME!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you talk with number 8?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christine: Yeap!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How does number 9 look like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ghia: OH OH. tiny and cute! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is number 10's lover?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hime: KOH YEE ANG. ;D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which numbers are couples?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9&amp;amp;10/Hime &amp;amp; Ghia: DEARs wor. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, a little some some I want you people to support.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yea, you guessed it..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EARTH HOUR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Do not underestimate this global event, it CAN make a difference.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, it wont if everyone wastes energy but yea, you know what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In 2009, Earth Hour will be transformed into the world's first global election..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;between EARTH and GLOBAL WARMING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;VOTE EARTH by switching off your lights at 8.30-9.30pm tonight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Together, we can make this world a better place!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Humans, UNITE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby, before it's too late,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WHAT ABOUT NOW?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S. Just so you know, my family and I will switch off all the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;lights and electricity appliances then sit by our pool for one hour..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Eating KUACHI. Mommy's idea. =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I hope my brothers wont die if they leave their PCs for SUCH A LONG TIME.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-3625188490345972840?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/3625188490345972840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=3625188490345972840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3625188490345972840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3625188490345972840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/tags-making-stand.html' title='TAGs &amp; making a stand.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5382110359668347737</id><published>2009-03-28T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:12:33.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the loved ones. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Senior 4 Hope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys are the best. I may not show it often, but I really do love our class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I shout at you sometimes when I'm mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I boss you guys around when it comes to passing up homework or &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;other class activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I let it out on you guys when I'm in a bad mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry I'm the crappiest monitor you guys have ever had. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I dont make much of an effort to know you guys more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I ignore you when you guys need a hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for all the stupid things I've said that hurt or angered any of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry I'm the worst friend &amp;amp; classmate you have ever met.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want you all to know that I wouldn't leave our class for anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for the joy you guys have brought to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for making school worth attending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for making my high school memories so much more beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for being who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;My Esmerelda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have no idea how thankful I am that I met you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Being your friend is one of the best choices I've ever made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sometimes wonder:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why didn't I realise it earlier?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why didn't I realise how closely connected we are?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why didn't I realise that we had so much in common?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Realise, that You + Me = &lt;em&gt;a beautiful friendship&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like they say, better late than never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm so glad that I DID realise all that, and all at the right time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm honoured that you come to me when you have problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you confide in me when you're down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That you choose me over so many to tell your worries and secrets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honoured, that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you trust me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You're so much more than just a friend to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You really are one of the most beautiful things that has happened to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;My toofay &amp;amp; mr. puff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You two are the most loyal friends I've known since I transferred.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You girls have stuck with me all through my hard times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 years with Puff and 2 with Toofay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You two are the only people I've still been close with after 2 years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for not being bored of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for bearing with my bossiness and arrogance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for remembering all the important things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for staying by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;YOU&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We might not talk as much as we used to do,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you girls will always be my two hands,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's as if I cant get rid of you even if I wanted to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And let me tell you, I dont. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I never will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I guess you guys are stuck with me for life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANK GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And last, but definitely not least..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;San:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've come a long way, haven't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How long has it been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 years? 5, maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter how long the years, we're still together, aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you remember how we first met?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was as if we cliqued instanly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if God was holding the remote control with LOVE and HATE on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if He hit the LOVE button without another thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if we were destined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if we're &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;meant to be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As if we WERE lovers in our past lives,&lt;/strong&gt; like you said&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I dont notice things as much as I should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I'm always neglecting you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I'm not attentive enough &amp;amp; that I dont know when things aren't right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm sorry I'm not much of a best friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We might not go out everyday like best friends should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We might not talk on the phone for hours like best friends should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We might not go over to each others homes so much that we practically live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, like best friends should..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But who said there were things that best friends should or should not do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who said there was a law that insisted on that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who said we had to do what others say we should?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They're not us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We dont do all that stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we're still US, aren't we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I want to stay us for the rest of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Esme&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Toofay&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Mr Puff&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;San&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry I haven't really been hanging out with you guys much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not that I'm choosing San over Esme, Toofay and Puff or vice versa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's not like that at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Truth is, I haven't been having time for anything. Not even my own family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont even remember the last time I called any of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've just been so busy with my school work and the performances and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm so sorry I cant spend more time with you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I promise I'll try my best to give as much of my time to you as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just dont leave me. Please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love you all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kristal. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-5382110359668347737?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5382110359668347737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5382110359668347737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5382110359668347737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5382110359668347737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/to-loved-ones.html' title='To the loved ones. &lt;3'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-3730885674781895347</id><published>2009-03-10T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:59:20.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by Lizzie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tagged by Lizzie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEE I GOT DO AH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Copy the questions below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Simply use the first letter of your name/nickname as your answer for each questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can't use any answer twice and don't use your own name for questions # 3 &amp;amp; 4. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After you're done, tag 5 people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1)What is your name?:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kristal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2)A four letter word: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3)A boy's name : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kyle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4)A girl's name : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kristen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5)An occupation :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Killer? -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6)A color : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KUNING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7)Something you wear : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Knickers? xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8)A type of food : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kebab!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9)Something found in the bathroom : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kleenex!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10)A place : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kuala Lumpur ;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11)A reason for being late : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Koala bear attacked me on the way?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12)Something you shout : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KANASAI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13)A movie title : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KERO KERO xD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14)Something you drink : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiwi Juice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15)A musical group : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kings of Leon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16)A street name : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kalimantan Road? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who knows? Maybe it DOES exist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17)A type of car : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kenari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18)A song title : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kiss Me - New Found Glory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19)A verb : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's a verb? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH KNOCK!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tagging:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOONE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lazy laa. =/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I realised some of my answers are pretty patriotic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MALAYSIA BOLEH! ;DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-3730885674781895347?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/3730885674781895347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=3730885674781895347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3730885674781895347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3730885674781895347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/tagged-by-lizzie.html' title='Tagged by Lizzie'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-178512697060377079</id><published>2009-03-10T22:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:30:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And so the lion fell in love with the lamb..  Stupid lamb..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;About three things I am absolutely positive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First, &lt;strong&gt;Edward Cullen&lt;/strong&gt; is a vampire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second, there's a part of me -- and I assure you that I am extremely certain about how dominant that part is -- that yearns for his ethereal existance in this life of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And third, I am hopelessly and irrevocably in love with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And yes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HE IS FICTIONAL.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Note: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am not in ANY way "stealing" Ghia's Edward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is merely the product of my extreme imagination, and of course, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stephenie Meyer's extraordinary way with words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Edward in my mind, as well as Ghia's might be of the same origin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and perhaps they might resemble each other in ways, but all in all, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEY ARE NOT THE SAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Unless one could read minds (like Edward *smirks*),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;noone will ever know the perfect and charming Edwards in our minds &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who dazzle us without even existing in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's too late to turn back now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm already in too deep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am irrepressibly in love with EDWARD CULLEN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S  YES. I've just started with the first book. Dont you DARE say I'm outdated! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;        I was merely busy with the mountains of schoolwork and grudging assesments. =P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-178512697060377079?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/178512697060377079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=178512697060377079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/178512697060377079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/178512697060377079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/and-so-lion-fell-in-love-with-lamb.html' title='And so the lion fell in love with the lamb..  Stupid lamb..'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-2787527497208805758</id><published>2009-03-09T00:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T01:32:08.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We lost again</title><content type='html'>Yonex All England Open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lim Chong Wei vs Lin Dan. Knew we were gonna lose but I had faith in Choong Wei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still we lost. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LinDan may be cuter but he still reminds me of a monkey or a gorilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choong Wei on the other hand is too friggin skinny. DONT THEY FEED THE BOY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Nothing much to blog about. Will update on Tuesday or Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOADS of crazy pictures of me and Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had MASSIVE fun when she came over on Friday to watch Katy Perry and PCD live in Spain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She slept over for two nights. The second night to watch the Grammy's re-run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched A Walk to Remember and Titanic. Cried till our eyes sore during the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dear also happened to have awaken me from my OH-SO-LOVELY dream about a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hottie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, love. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im'ma go to her house to sleepover next time. AND IM'MA RUIN YOUR DREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. It's Ming Kun's birthday today (9th March)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KUNEY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's your cake!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310862610392818162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SbP5Z-9eIfI/AAAAAAAAAjA/OgLEqhM-5G8/s320/shoe+cake.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oops! Sorry, wrong cake. Heh. Here's yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310867221980346866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SbP9madnefI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/AC1M1HwxO9E/s320/cake.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE SEE. Got your name some more. FUYOH. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And ANOTHER one!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310870589100719042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SbQAqZ9q-8I/AAAAAAAAAjY/ks4U1cxZNDM/s320/marathon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May everything go well for you and may you win all the gold medals and trophies you deserve! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run towards your dreams, love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great 17th birthday! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-2787527497208805758?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/2787527497208805758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=2787527497208805758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2787527497208805758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/2787527497208805758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-lost-again.html' title='We lost again'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/SbP5Z-9eIfI/AAAAAAAAAjA/OgLEqhM-5G8/s72-c/shoe+cake.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-9193833030460734448</id><published>2009-03-05T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T23:53:11.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obama. lol.</title><content type='html'>I was just at Encik Harmizee's blog where I was pretty shocked to see the WHOLE FORM'S Maths results PLASTERED there. And this time, my name WAS highlighted! A1! Woots! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I went to the comments page where I saw Christine's (Lee) comment there saying :" OMG I thought you promised not to post it!" And Mizexyz's reply to it made me SWT. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ops......mizexyz here yes i promise but mr obama kol last nite that he and the 1st lady also want to see surians result..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-9193833030460734448?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/9193833030460734448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=9193833030460734448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/9193833030460734448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/9193833030460734448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/obama-lol.html' title='obama. lol.'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5314066470958679216</id><published>2009-03-05T23:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:24:30.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A girl's just as hot as the shoes she choose  &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I ponteng-ed today. I'm sorry teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at like.. 2.30pm and was like so energetic. I felt SO FRESH. SO HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FREEEEEEEEEEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It felt as if the holidays were already here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remembered I still have to go through one more week of school and homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i just slumped back into my pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up 15 minutes later, showered and sat in front of the TV with my MAMEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, somebody should just stop buying MAMEE. (was actually me who bought 10 packets..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to piano and violin class at 5, reached home at 7.15 and that's the end of my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One would think I'd do something else when I dont go to school but NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There wouldn't be a difference if I wake up THAT late. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I FEEL SO LOVED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darling girls and other sweeties have been asking me why I didn't go to school, telling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me how everything went and asked if I was going tomorrow and said they miss me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOVE ALL OF YOU. And YES, I AM going tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared for more ME, dearies! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going through my closet last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised, you actually dont have to go shopping for new stuff ALL THE TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You really dont need that much stuff. All you need to have is the right stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you mix and match all those things, and make up different looks and outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I always do. It's my hobby and PROFESSION =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time you're having a hard time getting the perfect look or short of a matching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bag or not sure whether your blue shoes match your new dress,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be happy to be your personal fashion consultant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREE OF CHARGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just leave me a message or something, and I'll do my very best to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I AM fabulous. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was making up a look for the class outing to SUNWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to wear a tube dress over my bikini, but then I found something I bought when I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Korea and have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER worn since I came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put it on and it was PERFECT. So sporty and casual. I showed it to mommy then I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;showed her the bikini top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I looked nice but she's a little worried that someone would come up and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UNTIE THE KNOT OF MY BIKINI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing her say that.. I'm a little worried myself -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go, darlings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to leave messages at my chat box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles! =)&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;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S Visit the SSS forum Zester created! Says he wants it ALIVE, not DEAD. -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Have fun!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://serisuria.forumotion.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SSSFORUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&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/7123547346149301024-5314066470958679216?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5314066470958679216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5314066470958679216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5314066470958679216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5314066470958679216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/girls-just-as-hot-as-shoes-she-choose-3.html' title='A girl&apos;s just as hot as the shoes she choose  &lt;3'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-1928762119989815336</id><published>2009-03-04T20:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:05:34.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Junkie</title><content type='html'>I really need to start eating healthy again.&lt;br /&gt;I remember deciding to be a Vegetarian a few days before CNY.. Never happened..&lt;br /&gt;HEY YOU CAN'T BLAME ME! Grandma made abalone JUST FOR ME. I'll break her heart if I dont eat it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why so sudden? Because I just realised yesterday that I've been saying the same few sentences to myself a lot, lately.. Excuses.. Half-truths.. They sound like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"It's okay, it's just Mamee! It's not like you're eating it everyday. You're just having one packet.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come on, people have been saying you've lost weight anyway. One packet wont hurt.." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You eat fruits a lot. And also vegetables. It's okay to have Mamee.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea some shit like that. I think it comes from the Evil-Naughty side of me..&lt;br /&gt;You know like those cartoons? When they're confused and clueless on what to do, these 2 tiny replicas of them, one as an angel and one with devil horns and a fork-like thingy, appear on each side of their shoulders and start giving annoying advices here and there? Yes, those. YOU have'em? o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, I AM eating it too much junk food and I am NOT eating enough fruits and vegetables and the people who have commented on my being slimmer are either uncles and aunties or people I haven't met for YEARS. I'm already not exercising regularly, I HAVE TO EAT HEALTHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I am typing this while eating not one, but TWO packets of Mamee Monster snacks.. I just love it so much =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ASSESMENTS ARE OVERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-1928762119989815336?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/1928762119989815336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=1928762119989815336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1928762119989815336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/1928762119989815336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-little-of-health-freak.html' title='I&apos;m a Junkie'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5461532861799760903</id><published>2009-03-04T18:44:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T19:18:17.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Truths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;001. Real Name: Ho Kar Yan&lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname(s): Kristal, Nana, Mrs Puff -.- , Krissy, Ah-Tal xD&lt;br /&gt;003. Age: 16 but CANT DRIVE?!&lt;br /&gt;004. Horoscope : Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female: i-am-a-girl.&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary: SRJK (C) YuHua&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle School: SSS&lt;br /&gt;008. High School: Still SSS&lt;br /&gt;009. College School: Not there yet.&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair colour: Dark brown? Depends on lighting.&lt;br /&gt;011. Long or Short: Long but not long enough&lt;br /&gt;012. Loud or Quiet: LOUD, BABBEHH, LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;013. Sweats or Jeans : Jeans&lt;br /&gt;014. Phone or Camera: Phone with cam&lt;br /&gt;015. Health Freak: not exactly&lt;br /&gt;016. Drink or Smoke: drink occasionally. non-smoker.&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone: for me to know and for you to find out&lt;br /&gt;018. Eat or Drink: both la. Later die how?&lt;br /&gt;019. Piercings: yap yap&lt;br /&gt;020. Tattoos: not YET. muahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;021. Social or Anti- Social : TOO sociable xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts&lt;br /&gt;022. First piercing: when i was 9?&lt;br /&gt;023. First relationship : =P&lt;br /&gt;024. First Best Friend: some girl in kindergarden who played "masak-masak" with me =)&lt;br /&gt;025. First Award: kindergarden Sport's Day?&lt;br /&gt;026. First Kiss : HAH! STILL HERE.&lt;br /&gt;027. First Pet: i think it was a nameless bunny who ranaway&lt;br /&gt;028. First Big Vacation: Australia 2006&lt;br /&gt;029. First Love at first sight : walao so long ago&lt;br /&gt;030. First Big Birthday: My 9th i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;049. Eating: Just ate an apple (No, Salmon, it does NOT sound funny! -.- )&lt;br /&gt;050. Drinking: nothing&lt;br /&gt;051. Excitement level : pretty low&lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to: on the lights&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to: the "ding"s you get when ppl come on9 or start a conv with u on msn&lt;br /&gt;054. Plan for today: home-spa. MUAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting for: mommy to come home from work&lt;br /&gt;056. Energy Level: normal&lt;br /&gt;057. Thinking of someone: haha. sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future&lt;br /&gt;058. Want kids?: OH OH YES YESSSS&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to get married?: ditto&lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in mind?: i wanna save people and make the world a better place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is the better in the boy/girl you like&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes : both&lt;br /&gt;069. Romantic or Funny?: both&lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller?: Taller even when i wear heels&lt;br /&gt;071. Protective or Caring?: not TOO protective&lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous?: both&lt;br /&gt;073. Nice Stomach or Nice Arms?: BOTH BOTH xD&lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud?: depends on the situation&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or Relationship?: depends on who you're talking about&lt;br /&gt;076. Trouble Maker or Hesitant?: oooohh me likey bad boys.. But be a smart bad boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses or contacts: ALMOST ._.&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran away from home: i aint gonna leave my closet!&lt;br /&gt;082. Held a gun/knife for self defence: nope&lt;br /&gt;083. Killed somebody: nope&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken someone's heart: yea..&lt;br /&gt;085. Been arrested: not yet xD&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried when someone dead: i cry when someone's alive, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in&lt;br /&gt;089. Yourself: most of the time&lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles: a little&lt;br /&gt;091. Love at first sight: yes =]&lt;br /&gt;092. Heaven: why not?&lt;br /&gt;093. Santa Claus: not totally, but i hope he is&lt;br /&gt;094. Tooth Fairy: Did.. stupid fairy didnt leave me anything =[&lt;br /&gt;095. Kiss in the first date : nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer Truthfully&lt;br /&gt;097. Is there 1 person you want to be with right now?: i dont know, really. pretty confused.&lt;br /&gt;098. Are you seriously happy with where you're in life now?: for now, yes.&lt;br /&gt;099. Do you believe in God?: I'll go to hell if i dont. OF COURSE I DO.&lt;br /&gt;100. Post as 100 truths and tag 10 people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I DUNWANNA TAG PEOPLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEE, I SO GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-5461532861799760903?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5461532861799760903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5461532861799760903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5461532861799760903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5461532861799760903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/100-truths.html' title='100 Truths'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7712381197961385423</id><published>2009-03-03T05:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T06:23:30.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 5.50am in the morning and I'm ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;.. revising my Biology.&lt;br /&gt;I always study at the eleventh hour (idiom weyy!) but I just recently started studying during the wee hours of the day. Like what "Dr." Pinky said, you sleep the minute you reach home, then you wake up at like, 3 in the morning to study. And that's what I did. And it works for me, alright! Since it's ALWAYS easy for me to sleep when I reach home after school. Since I'm ALWAYS exhausted. Since I ALWAYS don't get enough sleep. Since I ALWAYS wake up.. at 3 in the morning.. ???!?!??!!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Am listening to Miley Cyrus' "The Climb" and I must admit that I absolutely LOVE it. It makes much more sense than some of her other songs like.. uhm.. the one with the.. you know.. i mean..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WHO AM I KIDDING?!&lt;br /&gt;ALL OF HER SONGS MAKE SENSE TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I was looking through all her song tracks in Wiki, trying to find something I feel doesn't make any sense at all. And I'm sorry to say i found nothing. :D&lt;br /&gt;This does NOT mean I am some crazy MileyCyrus-HannahMontana-JonasBrothers fanatic! *coughsMJJcoughs*&lt;br /&gt;I know Yunnie already has a short phrase of the song posted in her blog. So I'm posting the whole song lyrics. xD Just shows how Yunnie and I have such equal fabulous taste ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can almost see it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That dream I'm dreaming but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's a voice inside my head sayin, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll never reach it,&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every step I'm taking, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;/strong&gt; but I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got to keep trying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Got to keep my head held high&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;t's the climb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The struggles I'm facing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes they knock me down but&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I'm not breaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may not know it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But these are the moments that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to remember most yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just got to keep going, And I, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got to be strong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just keep pushing on, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the climb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's always going to be another mountain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm always going to want to make it move&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Always going to be an uphill battle, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I'm going to have to lose, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't about how fast I get there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ain't about what's waiting on the other side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the climb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep on moving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep climbing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep the faith baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's all about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The climb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep the faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keep your faith&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;-- Miley Cyrus, The Climb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As you can see, I've practically Bolded the whole song. Well that's just because I LOVE THE WHOLE SONG :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Note: Still doesn't mean I'm a MileyCyrus fanatic! (die also dont want to admit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I like Miley Cyrus only for her meaningful songs (I Miss You, The Climb, Make Some Noise etc.), her taste in clothes (LOVE her outfit at the 82nd Annual Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade) and the fact that she's HANNAH MONTana... *ehem ehem* Not that.. I'm a fan, that is.. *ehem*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But still, &lt;strong&gt;I LOVE SELENA GOMEZ MORE&lt;/strong&gt;. lalala :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She's just so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay okay. I REALLY have to get back to Biology now. It's 6.15, less than four hours to the papers.. I WILL ACE THIS! *determined face*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-7712381197961385423?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7712381197961385423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7712381197961385423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7712381197961385423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7712381197961385423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-550am-in-morning-and-im.html' title='It&apos;s 5.50am in the morning and I&apos;m ..'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-5897669236797161121</id><published>2009-02-28T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T18:10:30.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What love means to 4-8 year olds</title><content type='html'>I received an email from&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; LuYi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ( see your name's here! ) about what Love means to 4-8 year olds. A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'What does love mean?' &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. Some make you laugh your ass off.&lt;br /&gt;See what you think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love.'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Rebecca, 8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Billy, 4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Karl, 5&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is what makes you smile when you're tired.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Danny, 7&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Emily,8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Bobby,7&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Nikka,6 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'My mommy loves me more than anybody You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night.'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--Clare, 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones.'&lt;/strong&gt; (why can't MY sister think this way? -.- )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--Lauren,4 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you.' (what an image)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;--&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jessica,8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the final one was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor,the little boy said:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Nothing, I just helped him cry."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OMG OMG OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So touching laaaa. Some are REAL funny, too. Who knew kids could thinkof stuff like this?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Children are so innocent!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too bad we have to grow up, become adults and forget what's important .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-5897669236797161121?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/5897669236797161121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=5897669236797161121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5897669236797161121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/5897669236797161121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-love-means-to-4-8-year-olds.html' title='What love means to 4-8 year olds'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-3002116788664864828</id><published>2009-02-28T16:17:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:30:54.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 HOPE 2009</title><content type='html'>I was reading &lt;a href="http://ecstaticismyworld.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lyn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://springbloodyvampire.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ghia&lt;/a&gt;'s blogs and I realise I havent been talking about my amazing class, AT ALL. I'm sorry, darlings! So lemme introduce to you the amazing dudes and dudettes you'll find in Senior 4 Hope 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Class Teacher:&lt;/strong&gt; Mr. Subra ( Time and tide waits for no man. -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assistant Class Teacher:&lt;/strong&gt; En. Harmizee (has a blog!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monitor:&lt;/strong&gt; ME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assistant Monitor:&lt;/strong&gt; Ghia (OME cute xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prefects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Lynnie (lovely lovely laughaholic =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imcaely.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yunnie&lt;/a&gt; (future magazine editor/Cute-guy-talking-machine)&lt;br /&gt;Shaun (horny zester =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shanancute.blogspot.com/"&gt;Shan&lt;/a&gt; (cute! :D )&lt;br /&gt;Dery (top scorer @@ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thedarknightwanderer.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lizzie&lt;/a&gt; (Probate leh! xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funny-Men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Logaa (black China-man. xD)&lt;br /&gt;Khai Ming (Salmon)&lt;br /&gt;Marky (Mr. Pickles! )&lt;br /&gt;Paul ( puppy who talks too much xP )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ocassional Laughs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Phua ( Super perasan and funny)&lt;br /&gt;Kunz ( says he's smooth LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Daniel (white dude xD)&lt;br /&gt;Boo (likes to.. uhm.. shake -.- )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quieter darlings (doesn't mean they dont talk at all)&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Shane (always gets bullied :[ )&lt;br /&gt;Anisha (convent weyy ._. )&lt;br /&gt;Mongzie (Teddy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not always the hyper ones:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SzeGing (sleeps when people tell ghost stories xD)&lt;br /&gt;SiewYi ( very de quiet ._.)&lt;br /&gt;KahWai (absent for Chemistry paper, man!)&lt;br /&gt;MJJ (no comment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think pure science students are all goody-good boys and girls whose only interests are reading, doing their homework, memorising the periodic table and finding the X's and the Y's of different quadratic equations but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;Not Hopians!&lt;br /&gt;We gossip, talk about cuteguys (girls), imitate teachers (me as Kaur xD), jump around like total lunatics and gather at the corner of the class to tell ghost stories when the teacher isn't in class.&lt;br /&gt;WE ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if our class never won the Keceriaan Kelas thingy because it's always messy and stinky (especially after PE) and that the white board is always stained by Ms Fam's super dark markers?!&lt;br /&gt;We're 4 Hopians, and we da BEST! Woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;4 HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;4 HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;4 HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;4 HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, GO HOPE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P.S   OMG I just realised the "dangers" of having my Maths teacher read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;CIKGU'S AND TEACHERS AND SIRS AND MISSES! Please excuse my rough language if you happen to see any. I am still a good girl! I do my homework and listen to you when you teach in class! I LOVE SCHOOL! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So please dont demerit me. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7123547346149301024-3002116788664864828?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/3002116788664864828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=3002116788664864828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3002116788664864828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/3002116788664864828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/02/4-hope-2009.html' title='4 HOPE 2009'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-7344218856495345248</id><published>2009-02-27T23:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T13:36:21.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths Teacher with a Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mizexyz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Encik Harmizee&lt;/a&gt;’s the Maths teacher and assistant class teacher of my class.&lt;br /&gt;He is also the first teacher ever to ask us to check our Maths grade ON HIS BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;What is this world coming to?!&lt;br /&gt;I got 90/100 by the way. A1! Woots! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he only made the blog for this purpose but NO.&lt;br /&gt;Although he doesn’t blog much, there’s this particular post that made me laugh non-stop.&lt;br /&gt;Here’re some lines I absolutely ADORE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“3 pretty n cute daughters n &lt;strong&gt;1 handsome guy just like his FATHER (hey its me, hahehihohu).&lt;/strong&gt; 2 of them are twin. 1 very cute n the other 1 very pretty. Its real man. &lt;strong&gt;The last one the bongsu one got complete package. Thank god.&lt;/strong&gt; The sulung one, guy got 2 lesung pipit left n rite &amp;amp; it make him look very cute little excellence bright guy.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“My wife Aniza Sidit. She is cantik ten years ago and still. but she change from light weight to heavy weight. &lt;strong&gt;Hard 4 me to carry her if something happen to her. I need someone else to help. &lt;em&gt;Maybe my neighbour&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“l like playing with numbers. &lt;strong&gt;And i thought numbers also like to play with me&lt;/strong&gt;..” (sounds wrong. xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“after habis contract &lt;strong&gt;i start showing my unlimited skill in sri inai kl&lt;/strong&gt;......till now...........”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;--&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;En.Harmizee, Maths teacher&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Laughing? YOU SHOULD BE!&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it’s just me.. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, visit his blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mizexyz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mizexyz.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Encik Harmizee:&lt;/strong&gt; CIKGU! SEE I PROMOTE YOUR BLOG. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TAMBAH MARKAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;strong&gt; rasuah&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pn. Maimunah&lt;/strong&gt; jangan potong markah Moral la&lt;/em&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Pampered, Loved and Hated,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kristal&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/7123547346149301024-7344218856495345248?l=kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/feeds/7344218856495345248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7123547346149301024&amp;postID=7344218856495345248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7344218856495345248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7123547346149301024/posts/default/7344218856495345248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristalthepampereddiva.blogspot.com/2009/02/maths-teacher-with-blog.html' title='Maths Teacher with a Blog'/><author><name>Kristal ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12407534783252709180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8ckVMt5XK54/TBuW1SmM7JI/AAAAAAAABI8/nxaUsk04ruI/S220/CIMG8782.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7123547346149301024.post-3210822423937351704</id><published>2009-02-27T22:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T23:35:48.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phones &amp; an Amazing Dog</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that I havent been posting pictures up here for a while.. Well how COULD I take any? I DON’T HAVE A PHONE.&lt;br /&gt;Omg that’s so sad. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am now using my oh-so-chubby-and-adorable-little-chipmunk brother’s phone. And I kind’a like it. :D&lt;br /&gt;It’s the one that goes to the next track when you shake it.. Hmm that sounds pretty weird. But I guess you know which one I’m talking about. I’m still contemplating on what phone to get.&lt;br /&gt;Suggestions I’ve gotten so far are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) SonyEricsson C905&lt;br /&gt;b) LG Cookie&lt;br /&gt;c) LG IceCream&lt;br /&gt;d) iPhone (don’t know what that is)&lt;br /&gt;e) LG KS360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don’t know which one to get.&lt;br /&gt;C905 is cool with its 8.0 mega pixels camera, but it’s a little too big for my liking.&lt;br /&gt;Cookie’s touch screen.. me no likey that much.&lt;br /&gt;IceCream is so.. FLAT and has a hard-to-type keypad&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what the iPhone is and LG KS360 is SO SLOW.&lt;br /&gt;Feck feck feck. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about buying the same phone as my brother’s but it is, like IceCream..SO FLAT. Slim, yes, that’s good. But I find it hard to type.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, so many people are using it now.&lt;br /&gt;I want a red one but MrYu’s using it already.&lt;br /&gt;Why so popular?!&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am VERY fussy. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, leave a comment or something in my chatbox on your right and give me some suggestions, aiight? I’ll totally appreciate it! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Im’ma tell you about this amazing dog I “met” a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a client’s house with mommy. When we reached the front door, this dog came out of nowhere and kept barking at us from the inside. It was the kind of lovey and cute big dogs but I didn’t touch it cause I don’t exactly like barking dogs. -.- But I got over it eventually, and the next thing you know, I was cuddling it and ruffling his fur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Max. I call him Maxie :] He’s a mix of some breed with a word Shepherd and those dogs your grandpa (maybe) has. He’s the most charming and brilliant dog I’ve ever actually “met”! I only see dogs like him on TV or something. He actually knows how to sit when told, lie on the floor, and even “shake” your hand. Yes, this might be totally normal for you, but it’s totally new for me, considering I have a stupid and spoilt ShiTzu at home (I still love you, Lassie). Junior and Jingle had to stay at the Vet’s. They’re sick =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here’re some pics 
