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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-110437861373639899</id><published>2004-12-30T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T11:50:13.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna get inked again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe a pair of wings or maybe a constellation of stars...i'm so spoilt for choices.. My heart is saying GO but my flesh is saying NO...^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8571606-110437861373639899?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/110437861373639899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=110437861373639899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/110437861373639899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/110437861373639899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110437861373639899' title=''/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-110398765951874873</id><published>2004-12-25T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T00:51:16.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Something Amazing I Learnt Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 + 3 = 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know it sounds crazy but I swear its true !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope i'm still not that &lt;em&gt;*hic*&lt;/em&gt; drunk from my boozing session with Jaime and Fann lah &lt;em&gt;*hic*&lt;/em&gt; ......mmmmmmm perhaps it will make more sense this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; large orange mcfizz + &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;glasses of peach chardonnay = &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7 &lt;em&gt;"fruitful"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;trips to the loo within a matter of 1.5 hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;(yuppers pun was too intended ;P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah laoz my bladder is indeed weak man...bucky should know what i mean ya ! hee hee afterall we are the non-preceded toilet queens!! luckily i was lounging out in jaime's house man, if not it would be so damn embarrassing to be caught running in and out of the loo!! Someone pls get me bladder fortifying pills before i start to lose control of my bowels! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(choy touch wood)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;signing off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alcoholic lilian *burrrrrp*&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/8571606-110398765951874873?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/110398765951874873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=110398765951874873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/110398765951874873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/110398765951874873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110398765951874873' title=''/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-110386776482409903</id><published>2004-12-24T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T15:16:13.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Lately someone asked me "So what makes you happy?". Honestly i was stumped (ignoring the fact that it was approx 2am in the morning); my mind went blank, i truly cannot think of anything now that can make me happy!! Amazing ain't it? Perhaps when i was younger, i might have said that marrying a rich and handsome guy who loves me till eternity will make me the happiest gal in the world...But hey! now i'm not that delusional anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past couple of months, I have been feeling so detached from the world and i really feel so numb but the best thing of all is that i cannot put pinpoint what went wrong with my life? Nothing drastic or major have actually happened to my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;It seems that the boggart (pls read harry potter if you dunno what is a boggart! *geez* ) have sapped all happiness out from me.... One reason is definitely the monotony of life that i'm leading now..everyday its work/home/eat/bath/sleep..No more clubbing, no more partying, no more social life ! Booo Hoooo...I'm getting so damn suicidal now, death could only be the viable solution for me to end these sufferings..no one can ever and will never understand how i feel now...~&gt;_&lt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Damn! i'm so close to a mental breakdown now...my thoughts are getting warped and altered...i am getting delirious from the prozac my doctor have prescribed to me for depression...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;So to my dear friends out there (you know who you are :p), please do not hesitate to buy me pweety pweety x'mas gifts (read: Tiffany/Gucci/Prada/Dior etc..you know all the bling blings ;P) to show that you really do care...At this crucial juncture of my life, I really do need tons of TLC from all of you (for the uninitiated: TLC stands for Tender Loving Care) sniff sniff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Hahaha okay okay i admit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;The above entry is just a cheap and downright despicable way for emotionally blackmailing my buddies to get my a expensive x'mas gift!! Hahahaha but you can't blame a gal for trying eh ! hehehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone !!! Ho ho ho... Time to Paaaaarttty ^____^ and shake your booty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;color:#000000;"&gt;Am looking forward to the bitching cum boozing session with Jaime and Fann...been ages since i last have a boozing session with Jaime gal..And since she just bought a new digi cam, and being the camera whore that she is, i believe the "party" is actually going to be her personal 写真集 photography session in disguise !! haa haa...its the season of debauchery !! wheeeeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;font-size:85%;"&gt;Signing Off,&lt;br /&gt;XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biatchy &lt;em&gt;but very nice&lt;/em&gt; Lilian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8571606-110386776482409903?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/110386776482409903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=110386776482409903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/110386776482409903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/110386776482409903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110386776482409903' title=''/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109833173610686039</id><published>2004-10-21T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-21T16:20:58.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more then divine help to help preserve my sanity, the past few days have really been hellish for me. Been running around like a siao char boh (bugger! you must be thinking i'm already one rite!) for one of my events, I even had to go under-cover as a student to jaga (read: safe-guard) the refreshments &amp;amp; lunch meant for my participant from the ever-hungry and greedy students roving around the campus. Are the students not given enough pocket to afford their own lunch or drinks? If not, I see no other reason why they should resort to pinching food and drinks that OBVIOUSLY does not belong to them?? And when you confront them for doing so, *WOAH* they get defensive and proclaim that they have the right to do anything they deem (even if it means being a shifty gian perng cheapo thief) just because &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEY PAID SCHOOL FEES!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*knock knock* HEEELLLLLO!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; who cares the f*ck if you paid school fees, the food is provided for my participants from the industry who have paid $blink $blink for the event. I din realize that the school fees you paid for actually include free flow of food and drinks all over the campus (in fact if it is, your parents should be the ones eating since they no doubt paid for your school fees) If you have at least bothered to be courteous about it and ask me for permission, I will still not be so damn pissed! blah!! God bless your cheapo souls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Anyways, off-track abit but its from my observations that the most cheapo lot of students belong to..............P.R.Cs !!! Yes yes they are also the group that started the "rage" of wearing skin colored sockettes with sandals and they too are also the lot that loves to pluck their armpit hair in the view of everyone. Yeap! Believe your eyes, I said ARMPIT HAIR! I was one of the unfortunate soul who have the worse luck to witness such a phenomenon that is simply mind boggling and transcends all levels of disgust...sicko chinkies! I shall dedicate my next blog entry to them......till then MY COMRADE (a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;同志&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;wahhahaaaa....*evil smirk*&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/8571606-109833173610686039?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109833173610686039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109833173610686039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109833173610686039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109833173610686039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109833173610686039' title=''/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109774029337522162</id><published>2004-10-14T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T09:21:13.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Words U were Never Taught in School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;A &lt;strong&gt;philia&lt;/strong&gt; is the love or obsession with a particular thing or subject. The suffix &lt;strong&gt;-philia&lt;/strong&gt; is used to specify the love or obsession with something more specific.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Androphilia - Love of men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apodysophilia - Desire to undress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arctophilia - Love of Teddy Bears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coprophilia - Sexual Pleasure from &lt;i&gt;FECES&lt;/i&gt; a.k.a &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;shit &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cypripareuniaphila - Love of prostitutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecdysiophile - Love of watching people strip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: 400"&gt;Gerontophilia - &lt;/strong&gt;Sexual attraction towards the elderly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gynotikolobomassophilia - Love of biting a female's earlobes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hirsutophilia - Love of hairy men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oenophilia - Love of Wine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathenophillia - Love of virgins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pygophilia - Love of buttocks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scopophilia - Sexual pleasure from seeing things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stigmatophilia - Love of tattooing or branding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoophilia - Love of non-human animals (beware: is generally used to mean &lt;em&gt;sexual attraction&lt;/em&gt; to non-human animals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;*wow* english language is indeed very interesting eh....Go ahead and impress your friends with your powderful england :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8571606-109774029337522162?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109774029337522162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109774029337522162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109774029337522162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109774029337522162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109774029337522162' title=''/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109757119380462139</id><published>2004-10-12T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T17:05:03.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black dugong..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Its simply amazing how someone SO DUMB can blatantly call herself a secretary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;Screw U bloody black dugong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;It's basic phone etiquette note down caller's name, contact number and organization when you are taking a message for your fellow colleague who's otherwise engaged on the line, PERIOD! Its as simple as that... But amazingly, the blackie in my office merely takes down the caller's first name, and expect ME to return call to the caller w/o even providing any other information! And she even had the cheek to look disgusted with me when I chided her for not taking down any contact numbers/information. Do you truly think that I have ESP or have a PDA stored in my head ??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SECRETARY MY ARSE !! &lt;/b&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/8571606-109757119380462139?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109757119380462139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109757119380462139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109757119380462139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109757119380462139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109757119380462139' title='black dugong..'/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109746868387448970</id><published>2004-10-11T13:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T12:37:00.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Personal Motto</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;My Current Personal Motto : Life's like a dick; when it gets too hard. &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FUCK IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah, i can't help it but i'm becoming a cynic. Too much shit is happening around me especially in my workplace. Good people (&lt;em&gt;like *ME* no doubt&lt;/em&gt; !) never seem to last while bastards and bitches can survive the harshest of conditions!! Damn it! And best of all, they are getting paid big bucks...WTH !&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/8571606-109746868387448970?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109746868387448970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109746868387448970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109746868387448970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109746868387448970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109746868387448970' title='Current Personal Motto'/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109713973139222009</id><published>2004-10-07T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T17:45:22.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;"&gt;What does your birth month reveal about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="mediumtxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calisto MT;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Results: October&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to takes things at the center.&lt;br /&gt;Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats&lt;br /&gt;friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily.&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy&lt;br /&gt;and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift.&lt;br /&gt;Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. &lt;strike&gt;Loves children. &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1988"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Take the Quiz Here !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8571606-109713973139222009?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109713973139222009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109713973139222009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109713973139222009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109713973139222009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109713973139222009' title=''/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109711299445928690</id><published>2004-10-07T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T17:51:17.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to say when u r caught ZzZzZZ-ing..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What to say when you are caught ZzZZzzZZ-ing on your desk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I was meditating on the mission statement and envisioning a new paradigm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. They told me at the blood bank that this might happen to me after making a donation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. (mutter audibly to desk) Shhhhh..Shhhhhh....he/she is here!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. (look around with panic in your eyes) The Matrix was right! The Matrix was right!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;5. No. no ! I was'nt on sleep mode. Only screen saver mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;6. I was just practicing a power-nap like they recommended in that management course you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;arrowed me to attend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;7. I was checking my table for a heartbeat....yep it's still alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;8. I read somewhere that this is one of the Seven Habits of Highly Effective People.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;9. I was testing my keyboard it its drool resistant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;10. I was just pursuing the Singapore Dream..and thanks to you, I couldn't catch it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;11. (with ear to desk)..Omigod! It's true!! You can actually hear the ocean through your desk, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just like with sea-shells!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;12. ....Amen&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;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disclaimer: Try the above at your own risk; author bears no responsibilties to the consequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8571606-109711299445928690?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109711299445928690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109711299445928690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109711299445928690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109711299445928690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109711299445928690' title='what to say when u r caught ZzZzZZ-ing..'/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109703255660426595</id><published>2004-10-06T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T11:46:17.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep till the bloody cows come home !</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Isn't it amazing how some people can fall into deep slumber in public transport like buses and MRT trains?! I have nothing but admiration for these people man, I cannot imagine myself with my mouth gapping open and my head lolling from one side to another *gosh* are you cringing at the thought already !! Are these people really so dog-gone tired or simply feigning sleep so they dun have to give up seats to the elderly or pregnant folks ? Anyways I simply abhor at the idea of having to sit next to such people, yucks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Yah lah, and to my disgust! I have to be punished by sitting next to one of them on my way home from work last evening (-_-"). She looked like such a sweet young thing, looks are indeed deceiving man! Anyways, I secured a comfy seat right at the last row of the bus and suay suay this SYT have to plonk her skinny butt right next to me. I swear after minutes of leaving the bus stop, she have fallen to the spell of morpheus with loud music blasting from her headphones! Kaoz, I tell you, she was sleeping so damn comfortably with her legs fully stretched out, I bet the uncle in front of our seat can see her toes peeping out from beneath his seat ! You guys must be "Wah liew, what's wrong with that ?" Well, she made me miss my stop and I had to walk 15minutes before i even reach home !! After saying umpteen times of "excuse me" and even tapping on her shoulders, she simply did not wake up and continue sleeping away so peacefully Arggghhhhh! Actually I was seriously contemplating hitching up my (already) short denim mini to "jump" across her legs! but bloody bus driver just drove off from my stop!...kns! I was so pissed that I plonked heavily back to where I was seated....VOILA! miss sleeping beauty got jolted from her beauty sleep and even have the cheek to stare at me for ka-jiaoing her sleep. After she removed her headphones (finally), I told her sweetly"Eh thanks! but you made me miss my stop!".Den choon choon her HP rang, so din have a chance for her to react to my statement...So as a result, I had to walk (...and walk and walk ) a looong way home...Bloody bugger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;To all commuters who sleep in public transport, PLEASE DUN EVER CROSS PATHS WITH ME!! =P&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/8571606-109703255660426595?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109703255660426595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109703255660426595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109703255660426595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109703255660426595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109703255660426595' title='Sleep till the bloody cows come home !'/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109694481470652207</id><published>2004-10-05T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T11:42:37.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is skinny really beautiful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Am feeling so damn groggy now...my brain is barely functing despite down-ing 2 sachets of coffee..and the main culprit is......MY SISTER and MUMMY !!!...This morning while i was savouring the remnants of my dream (which i totally cannot remember!), i was awaken by a loud and hollow *THUD*..turns out that my sis fainted right smack outside my room *shakes head* i think its the 2nd time that she blacked out for the past month liao all because AI SWEE MAI MIA lah...seems that she have not been eating anything for the past few days, only taken some juices and stuff.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Anyways back to the story...my mum just dashed out (think lightning speed) from somewhere with a bottle of nasty-smelling medicated oil and starting fussing over my sis who really went unconscious!! Damn scary man, her limbs went icy cold and limp !! Den my mum went hysterical lah...and started rattering away about the evils of dieting.. DIRECTLY OUTSIDE MY ROOM WITH DOORS WIDE OPEN...Of course eventually my sis roused from her "slumber" (dunno from the medicated oil or from my mum's ramblings ! =P) and my mum literally force fed her with milo and bread ! Wah liew, what a drama-mama way to starting the day man... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Is skinny really beautiful ?!? For those that know me personally, you guys should know that i eat like a hungry ghost, perpetually stuffing myself with food and titbits, not that i can afford too tho' (i'm pudgy too *sobs*)...Just that i never did like the feeling of starving myself, afterall you only live once right?!? Why not enjoy good food while you can? Then again, maybe the above are just sheer excuses for my lack of determination haa haaa...:p &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/8571606-109694481470652207?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109694481470652207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109694481470652207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109694481470652207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109694481470652207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109694481470652207' title='is skinny really beautiful?'/><author><name>skippety doo dah..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090161410056563950</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8571606.post-109679687126930264</id><published>2004-10-04T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T11:47:03.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta-dah!!! My "V" Post ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;*smug look* yesh !! i'm so darn proud of myself!! after months and months of procrastinating, i have finally created my own personal online bitching playground i.e a blog la. Besides, this blog is a puuurfect way for me to waste my idle time in the office and act busy of my collegues! haa haa...after all i am indeed typing furiously on my keyboard mah and no one will ever discover that i'm actually "eating snake"...khe khe !! anyways who cares a shit of what my blardy manager thinks...that is if he ever bothers to even use his pea-brain! arggghhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I swear after i started working full-time 2 years ago, my grasp of english language is fast elluding me..believe me! i suffered from a writer's block from just typing the 1st para as above!! arggghhhhhh...Isn't it strange?! but i realise that i tend to chat/talk/gossip to my current colleagues in mandarin most of the time whereas last time i am always fik fiaking ang mo to my peers! boo hoo... my CHIJ classmates are gonna be disgusted with me...am i the only cheena blogger around that suffer from this?? But in any case the singapore government should be proud of me la; responding to their "Speak Mandarin Campaign"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Oh yeah did i not mention that my command of hokkien is improving leaps and bound too!!...oops...did i fail to mention hokkien vulgarities?? haa..well i have no choice rite? i need to curse and swear about the dugong indian colleague of mine in the office and i cannot do so in english mah! but den again which sane person who lived in singapore for more then 1 year dunno that KANNINA and CHE*BYE are swear words right? That bloody bitch simply lurve to "choot LJ pattern" on a daily basis to piss me off and i really wonder why she cannot just evaporate in thin air. Heck lah...i shall be contented for now to bitch about her online...she should be honoured that i am willing to waste my precious office time on her (*ahem* i could otherwise be doing something more efficient and effective that could boost singapore's economy) haa haa *&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;as if&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;br /&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/8571606-109679687126930264?l=trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/feeds/109679687126930264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8571606&amp;postID=109679687126930264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109679687126930264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8571606/posts/default/109679687126930264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trashynottibitchyme.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109679687126930264' title='Ta-dah!!! 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