<?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-33750568</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:21:33.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Just Isn't....Or Is It?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-116290781552602325</id><published>2006-11-07T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T21:56:55.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World of So Many 'Un's</title><content type='html'>It's hard to imagine how people would react in terms of need. Unimaginable. Unbelievable. Unthinkable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot blog too much about this as this is afterall on www - too open, if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this has been truly a most disheartening day so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-116290781552602325?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116290781552602325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=116290781552602325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116290781552602325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116290781552602325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/world-of-so-many-uns.html' title='The World of So Many &apos;Un&apos;s'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-116142835140084740</id><published>2006-10-21T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T18:59:11.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>冲上云霄</title><content type='html'>终于看完了这部40集的香港连续剧。好喜欢，结尾非常感人，剧情动人心弦。赞！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;观看的当儿，心中却不禁涌起一股无奈与悲伤。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“或许，暂时分开一段日子会比较好。。反正大家都各忙各的，也没有太多时间见面。不如把精神都专著在事业和学业上会更好。可能分开之后，彼此之间能够冷静的考虑自己想要什么，也能确认自己的感情。 到那个时候再决定应该怎么样也不迟。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又或许，彼此做朋友比起作情人会更适合。负担，压力也不会那么重。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样好吗? ”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;也不知道，自己到底几十才有勇气说出这番话。。可能就有如Geek所说的，是时候时，自然而然话就会从口出。希望，但愿如此吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;啊。。。我也好想抛开一切，飞上云霄。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny...brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny...brings friends together.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny...brings lovers together.&lt;br /&gt;Destiny...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-116142835140084740?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116142835140084740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=116142835140084740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116142835140084740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116142835140084740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_21.html' title='冲上云霄'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-116117962008376994</id><published>2006-10-18T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T21:53:40.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A piglet finally saw light at the end of the rainbow...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a long long while since i last felt this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Geek says i must think of a creative way to blog abt the happiness, dont mention the specifics she says. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somehow, i feel elated. Relieved. Happy and very glad that things have turned out this way finally, yet on the other hand, am apprehensive of what to expect in future. I reckon its gonna be tougher - nothing comes for free as they say. This is a materialistic world. After all, there's no free lunch. Or dinner. Even supper. Whatever, you get the point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope i've made the right choice. Done the right things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But.... i still cannot say what exactly happened la! Well...if the analogy is right, let's just say that the squirrel has found another big nut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;* A very happy piglet that will die of internal injury soon if she dun tell more people *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wish me luck pals!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-116117962008376994?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116117962008376994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=116117962008376994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116117962008376994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116117962008376994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/piglet-finally-saw-light-at-end-of.html' title='A piglet finally saw light at the end of the rainbow...'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-116109921998227707</id><published>2006-10-17T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:33:39.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A hazy 15th Oct - i was tricked!</title><content type='html'>Hua ping texted me on Sunday morning, asking me what time i was going to go out...i told her probably soon, in a while's time..She said "The haze is very bad now, go out only after 2pm la.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The naive me believed her, so i stayed indoors for time to pass. At about 1.30pm, there was a knock on the door. Strange - there seldom would be anyone knocking on my door on a typical Sunday. I went to the hole and peeped out - someone was standing there, holding a vase of flowers. I tot she knocked on the wrong door - but she was persistent! Knock again, this time even louder leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i tot - what the heck, open la, mayb the flowers really for me leh...WAH KAO! REALLY LEH! SHE ASKED FOR CELIA TAN! THAT'S ME MA, CORRECT LEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody happy, i signed for the flowers..and i kind of know who sent it to me liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUA PING! SHE BLUFF ME LEH! WHO SAY PSI BERY HIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...besides the beautiful roses, i also received a small little piglet and a piglet pen that lights up when you write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVEEEEEE IT! THANK YOU HUA PING! 我好感动！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8127/3709/320/15102006025.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-116109921998227707?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116109921998227707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=116109921998227707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116109921998227707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116109921998227707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/hazy-15th-oct-i-was-tricked.html' title='A hazy 15th Oct - i was tricked!'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-116109789083829351</id><published>2006-10-17T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T23:11:31.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>三叔公的 Peanut biscuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8127/3709/1600/08102006021.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8127/3709/320/08102006021.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture is posted for Geek - who will be enjoying herself in KL come Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This biscuit my mother like to eat - help me buy ok! Peanut flavor one! RM 8.20!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-116109789083829351?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116109789083829351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=116109789083829351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116109789083829351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116109789083829351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/peanut-biscuit.html' title='三叔公的 Peanut biscuit'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-116024001745392701</id><published>2006-10-08T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T00:53:37.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timbre, National Lib, Lai Lai, World Trade Centre, Yess Hair Salon</title><content type='html'>In chronological order of the events that happened today (ok in reverse order, with Timbre being the last). That was how Sat was spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright and early at Yess, where i did a 'scalp and hair treatment' that cost me $90..no further discount cos this was the nett nett price, even though  i asked if it was applicable since it was my birthday month.  But after the whole thing, i thought it was money well spent. Hair was soft and flowy, even Geek commented and said that it was nice..happy and satisfied customer! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next proceeded to watch WTC with Geek - we wanted to catch Scoop initially, but that was not available at Bugis. Geek complained about the 'total darkness' of the theatre and the stiff seats (which i concur too). However, the show was nonetheless a thought provoking one in the end - one that makes you think about humanity..Sad thing was, even before the show ended, ple started standing up to leave the room. Buay tahan man...sit a while more will die isit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at Lai Lai for dinner, and the world is really small. 2 of the ple sitting at the table next to us were actually from St Nicks as well. hee..Sg is really small hor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after dinner we strolled along the streets and ended up at National lib - the sua ku Geek said she hasn't been in there before! * ROll EYE * I brought her in and we ended up borrowing books each...I just love James Patterson! i saw so so so many of his books, and how i wished i could transport all those books back home...Yummy! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im tired oreddy...i shall continue with my blog tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* As im typing this entry, Cuppycake is still slogging her butts off in her office..i felt a tinge of guilt that whilst i was having fun, she was working her life away in the office..sigghhh...this is what we call the doldrums of life..everyone is caught in the ratrace leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitey everyone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-116024001745392701?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116024001745392701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=116024001745392701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116024001745392701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116024001745392701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/timbre-national-lib-lai-lai-world.html' title='Timbre, National Lib, Lai Lai, World Trade Centre, Yess Hair Salon'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-116005997382637665</id><published>2006-10-05T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T22:52:53.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>第一次</title><content type='html'>Heard the trailers of the new compilation album playing on tv, and this song caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised it was called 第一次。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I googled for it, but couldnt find. Lucky thing vivian's hubby came to my aid. I found it on &lt;a href="http://www.baidu.com"&gt;www.baidu.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics of the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;光良---第一次&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;当你看着我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我没有开口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;已被你猜透&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;爱是没把握&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;还是没有符合你的要求&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;是我自己想得太多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;还是你也在闪躲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;如果真的选择是我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我鼓起勇气去接受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;不知不觉让实现开始闪烁哦~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;第一次我说爱你的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;呼吸难过心不停的颤抖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次我牵起你的双手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;轻轻放下不知该往哪儿走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是一起相爱的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是一起死守&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次吻&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;你深深的酒窝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;想要清醒却冲昏了头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次你躺在我的胸口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;二十四小时没有分开过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是第一次知道天长地久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;是我自己想得太多&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;还是你也在闪躲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;如果真的选择是我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;我鼓起勇气去接受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;不知不觉让视线开始闪烁&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次我说爱你的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;呼吸难过心不停的颤抖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次我牵起你的双手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;轻轻放下不知该往哪儿走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是一起相爱的理由......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;对我感觉你属于我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;感觉你的眼朦&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;第一次就决定绝不回错&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次我说爱你的时候&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;呼吸难过心不停的颤抖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次我牵起你的双手&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;轻轻放下不知该往哪儿走&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是一起相爱的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是一起死守&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次吻你深深的酒窝&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;想要清醒却冲昏了头&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;哦~第一次你躺在我的胸口&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;二十四小时没有分开过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;那是第一次知道天长地久&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;相信每个人都会拥有他们的第一次。。。第一次的回忆，回忆，应该都会是很甜蜜的吧。。。想起你的第一次了吗?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-116005997382637665?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116005997382637665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=116005997382637665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116005997382637665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/116005997382637665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post.html' title='第一次'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115997811391168486</id><published>2006-10-04T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:08:34.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Life...</title><content type='html'>For the 1st time, the 1st website that i went to after loading IE was not BM's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Geek about my intentions to blog on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you really wonder, how some people seem to lead such a carefree life. No worries, no troubles, smiles every day, happy go lucky... Perhaps these people put on a strong front when they're in front of people whom they call 'friends', but it's only to those whom they're really close with that they reveal the real them. (Whoa, this sounds so familiar. Im like writing about myself.keke...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing seems to be able to shock me anymore these days. Whatever that happens, the first few thoughts that come to my mind will be simply - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;THIS IS LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Life can never be a bed of roses, no matter what crap those self help books write about. So i say ah, dun watch too much korean shows - all those fairy tale endings, they make you disillusioned many times. Watch HK TVB dramas better - more twists and turns. That's a better representation of life these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there will always be happy moments. These are the most memorable parts of everyone's life, and the happy and sweet memories will always go deep down in memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, there will be sad moments. Times whereby you mourn for the loss of something/someone, when things that dont go your way..what else can be sad? Mayb it comes to a certain point where sadness begets numbness. Does this make any sense at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to believe that things in life always happen for a reason. Something bad happens at work - this makes me more appreciative of certain colleagues around me who's always ready to help, and remind me to be mindful of the presence of other people who backstabs to climb the ladder. A relationship turned bad - just be happy that your paths ever crossed, and that you made an impact in each other's life whilst you were together. It was fate that brought 2 together, but fate also decides that you 2 aren't meant to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rainbow lies at the end after each shower. To all my pals who are reading this blog, im glad that im able to share all these emotions that im feeling with you. Hope you feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115997811391168486?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115997811391168486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115997811391168486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115997811391168486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115997811391168486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-life.html' title='This is Life...'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115988363550741989</id><published>2006-10-03T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:53:56.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights</title><content type='html'>Went in to the office on Monday with my eyes all puffy. I didnt know it was so that bloody obvious, just that my eyes felt swollen when i woke up alright. Colleagues were all asking me what happened, i just shrugged and said ' no la, just rubbed my eyes cos of the haze'. I thought the haze did make it worse as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geek asked me 'How to cry without sound?' Can...just do it under the covers. Cover your mouth with your pillow/bolster, then no sound lor...Then, when you're tired already from all the crying, you will automatically fall asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home on Monday night, 'Gravity' was on repeat mode throughtout the 1 hr journey home. There came to a certain point when tears welled up in my eyes again, but no way was i gonna drop tears in public. So i simply pushed all negative thoughts out of my mind and stared blankly ahead. It helped. But the song continued to play in my ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hua ping mentioned that i am a strong gal - am i really one? But one thing that she said is so so true - that i'll only show the happy side of me to others, but deep down inside, im keeping all the pain to myself. Sigghh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was much better..Cuppycake emailed me an inspiration message this morning, i read it and felt touched. Again felt like crying...dun ask me why im so emotional, but yeah, i just am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was full of thoughts and wanted to blog badly last evening, but somehow or rather, i didnt manage to get down to doing it. Was busy with completing leftover work from the office upon starting up the pc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, took the train home with Geek. We had a good laugh, but strangely, after she alighted from the train, sad thoughts started streaming back into my mind. Gosh, why am i allowing all these evil thoughts to even have a chance to exist within me??? I really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think about the super ultra sad scenarios that could possibly happen. Imagine this, imagine that, and i'll just drop tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember i mentioned that there would be few regrets in my life if i ever drop dead now? One of those would be, that i did not treasure what i had back then and mistakenly gave it all up. There have been very many occasions whereby i had dreamt abt the good old days with him, dreams that all seem so happy and so real. But the realisation and sadness kicks in once reality sets in as well. This is something that will always be on my conscience for the rest of my life i guess. I hope he's doing well now, i really do. At least i think he is, hearsay from frens. He deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably its all retribution and karma that im experiencing now. I have to pay back for causing others hurt and pain. So now, its my turn to experience it. Im not seeking forgiveness, neither am i hoping to be forgiven . I just hope to achieve peace of mind, and revert to my carefree self again. [But well, yeah, i guess deep down inside, i hope that there will be a day when we can be frens and say hi to each other again.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why i like Gravity so much? Here's to share the lyrics with you. Cuppycake likes this song too. We have a penchant for sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gravity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Honey, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's been a long time coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I can't stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Such a long time running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I can't stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you hear my heart beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Can you hear that sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Coz I can't stop thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I don't look down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And then I looked up at the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh the way that gravity turns for you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And then I looked up at the sky and saw the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And the way that gravity pulls on everyone, on everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Baby, It's been a long time waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Such a long, long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I can't stop smiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;No I can't stop now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And do you hear my heart beating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Ah can you hear that sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Coz I can't help crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I won't look down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And then I looked up at the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;and I could see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh the way that gravity turns on you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And then I looked up at the sun and saw the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And the way that gravity pulls on you and I, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;on you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Can you hear my heart beating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Can you hear that sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Coz I can't help crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And I wont look down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115988363550741989?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115988363550741989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115988363550741989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115988363550741989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115988363550741989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless nights'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115962156390931226</id><published>2006-09-30T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T21:06:03.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Way to Zion Road - Anybody???</title><content type='html'>I kept repeating this whilst we were waiting for the bus/taxi heading forZouk. It made Geek and Cuppycake laughed big time. Maybe i can part time as a comedian as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geek said i sounded like one of those uncles on 'radio call' in the cabs - you know those, whereby the cabbie will speak into this black 'speaker' that is attached by a coiled wire to a system in the cab. Haha....i also luff when Geek first said it. Quite funny hor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Zouk doesnt seem as fun..I couldnt relate to the music, not sure if it is because im getting on in years already. I really miss Newsroom - it is THE place for me, plays the music i like and has the crowd that i can relate to as well. Zouk - fairly youngish in Phuture and Zouk. OK in Velvet. But in Velvet - music cannot make it. Cannot dance at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, we had a pretty good time last night. The 3 of us had a good chat in Velvet. We had fun ordering drinks too from SAM - haha, Geek's favourite. The drinks were cheap as well. Being a Citibanker sure has its perks i would say. Much so that Geek said she will apply for a GOLD on Mon..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder - how long more will we be able to do this? Im hitting the big 3 soon - the thought of it just makes me want to faint. Sighh...im old already...im so so sick of it leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna cry later - have to finish the 'Tree of Heaven' vcd this weekend. Heard that its super sad and tear wrenching towards the end. So we shall see...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115962156390931226?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115962156390931226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115962156390931226&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115962156390931226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115962156390931226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-way-to-zion-road-anybody.html' title='On The Way to Zion Road - Anybody???'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-115945868739267152</id><published>2006-09-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:51:27.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cuppycake introduced me to this song. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whilst it was playing, i was so touched by it that i shed a few tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I looked through my pc, and began searching for memories down the lane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking through my library of photos, i began to feel so thankful. For the simple fact that i have had so much memories that belonged to me. And my frens. And all my loved ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If i were to die this very day, i guess i could have said i have led a life of few regrets. I've had frens who loved me, and stood by me when i needed them most. I've had frens with whom i've shared tears and happiness, as well as people whom i've vented my anger and frustrations on when i was down. Those who've seen me cry, accompanied me in search of the truth, and finally, not forgetting those who picked me up when i was down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would like to share the lyrics of this song with you as well. May you be happy to be alive too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Time Goes, slowly now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;in my life Fear, no more, of what, I'm not sure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Searching to feel your soul, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The strength to stand alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The power of not knowing, and letting go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I guess I've found my way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's simple when it's right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Feeling lucky just be here, tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And happy, Just to be me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And be...Alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;In and out, of my, my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And though life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;can be strange, I can't, be afraid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Searching to feel your soul, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The strength to stand alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The power of not knowing and letting go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I guess I've found my way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It's simple when it's right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Feeling lucky just to be here, tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And happy, just to be me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And be...Alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115945868739267152?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115945868739267152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115945868739267152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115945868739267152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115945868739267152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/alive.html' title='Alive'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115902840009242070</id><published>2006-09-24T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:20:00.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I must say - reading someone else's blog makes you want to blog as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just returned from Forbidden City @ The Esplanade. I certainly was looking forward to this show after all the raves it received from the media. Before we stepped in for the show, hua ping commented that for the past week, there were complaints by people from the audience that an understudy was used to 'stand in' for Kit on certain nights. I was like 'WTF! i pay $88 to hear Kit sing, not some other unknown understudy leh!' Okok, i know im being very mercenary here, but ya mah, i pay the highest to see the best ok..dun cheat my $ leh! (oreddy being cheated by Robbie for his intention to cancel the tour...papaya milk cantalope! (translate to mandarin))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, after attending the awards last night, the lonely me joined Juls and her colleagues at Boat Quay. Whilst we were having dinner, Juls asked me why i wanted so much to go away - i told her i was even prepared to go on the trip to US to visit Shiqi alone already. To which i answered - i think i want to get away. To get a breadth of fresh air. She next asked if i was really unhappy, i nodded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she best - at first she told me 'Aiyah, take your time.' I luffed so hard - i told her she was the only one who told me to take my time so far, whilst hua ping has been telling me to stop wasting my time. Then after a couple of minutes, she beng wey - she said 'Dont waste your time then'. I was like ' Duh...i tot u just said take your time...' haha...So ladies and gentlement, this is Juls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having sleepless nights - whereby my mind will start to wander, drift and start to think negatively. Then i will start to tear, but it'll stop after some time cos i'll be too tired then and fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much as i hate this to happen, i still am not able to resovle the problem. I know i should 'stop wasting my time', but somehow i am still 'wasting time'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, xie xie Juls for extending the invitation to join her yesterday - though i tot it was quite weird sharing a cab together with her colleagues when i didnt know them and had nothing in common to talk about (Juls pls dun do this again.), but other than that, apart from the fact that Attica was a place stacked with ang mohs, it was generally a good night out since it's been awhile since my last one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok finish blabbering oreddy. Kind of tired. Mayb watch a bit of TV then im going to bed. Wan an.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115902840009242070?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115902840009242070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115902840009242070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115902840009242070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115902840009242070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-must-say-reading-someone-elses-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-115885156650322995</id><published>2006-09-21T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:14:02.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Babyface - Everytime I Close My Eyes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its been a long, long time coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;But i, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I know that its been worth the wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It feels like springtime in winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It feels like christmas in june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;It feels like heaven has opened up its gates for me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;*And every time I close my eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I thank the lord that Ive got you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And you've got me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And every time I think of it I pinch myself cos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;I don't believe it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;That someone like you,Loves me too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girl, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think that youre truly something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;And you're, you're every bit of a dream come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;With you baby, it never rains &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;and its no wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;The sun always shines when Im near you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its just a blessing that I have found somebody like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;To think of all the nights I've cried myself to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;You really oughtta know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;How much you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its only right that you be in my life right here with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Oh baby, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Repeat *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess the chorus express how i feel now really. Am not sure why, but after dinner with Jo and her hubby, i felt emotionally sad. Perhaps it was what they said that jolted me . I am still in search of that someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Somehow, i seem to be having negative thoughts lately. Every small little thing triggers this.I figured that i would be able to handle it this time round more sensibly, and i'd be more in control - but cruise i didnt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Cheee..i keep repeating the song. So damm bloddy sad. Makes me want to tear. &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/33750568-115885156650322995?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115885156650322995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115885156650322995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115885156650322995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115885156650322995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/babyface-everytime-i-close-my-eyes.html' title=''/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-115875808160099457</id><published>2006-09-20T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:14:41.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She did it yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I walked into her room at the end of they day and passed her my claim form, which needed her signature in order to claim for $. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She looked through it, signed it, but held on to it. She looked at it a 2nd time, a 3rd time, and i saw her scruntinizing every single claim, matching the amount reflected on the claim form to the taxi receipts stapled to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After abt 3 mins, i tot she would pass me back the form. Then she said ' I'll return it to you tmr.' And kept the claim form at 1 corner of the table.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Meaning - she didnt trust me? Thought i wanted to play punk again and con the company of a miserable $99.50? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Come on. If i really wanted to , i would have gone for a much bigger amt.  Perhaps $99,500. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Angry leh!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115875808160099457?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115875808160099457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115875808160099457&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115875808160099457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115875808160099457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/yet-again.html' title='Yet again...'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-115858419807478646</id><published>2006-09-18T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:56:38.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>宫的环节篇</title><content type='html'>信。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;终于到了尾声。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;傲慢的信，终于向彩静说出了自己的情感。他说，他不知道应该怎么留住她，不知道该怎么对他说“我真的好爱你，请你留在我身边”。因为身为皇太子，没有人教他如何表达自己的感受。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;身为旁观者，看到信默默的哭泣，心，好痛。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彩静。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心中，她是多么的爱着信。然而，信的漠不关心和冷淡，却令她频频对这段感情失去信心和渴望。她甚至以决定要离信而去。但是，她到底欺骗不了自己的心。对于信的爱，终于战胜了重重波折。她终于投入信的怀抱。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花瓶说，其实他，像信。真的是如此吗? 我真的不知道。。。我也好希望，自己的结局也能像彩静。看着别人一段刻苦民心的爱情，不禁会为他人掉泪，但是，却深深的被感动。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;嗨。。。还在思考着。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8127/3709/320/photo12580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115858419807478646?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115858419807478646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115858419807478646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115858419807478646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115858419807478646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_18.html' title='宫的环节篇'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115798090999416629</id><published>2006-09-11T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:21:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>可爱的信。。。</title><content type='html'>如果你也看了宫，你就会了解我所要表达的意思。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;信。外表看起来好酷，但是内心深处，他却是一个寂寞，悲伤，孤独的19岁男孩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彩静。一个充满活力，身性活泼开朗的19岁女孩。年纪轻轻的她，心中却充满了一股满腔热忱，是一个敢爱敢恨的女孩。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就这样，信与静开始了一段婚姻生活。开始枯燥乏味，单调平静的婚姻，后来，渐渐的转变成一段优美，纯真的爱。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我爱剧中的信 - 虽然外表看起来永远是那么的面不带色，但是，隐藏在心中的爱与感情，却是如此的强烈。他对爱的表达方式，有他自己的一套。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从来不会花言巧语，也从来不会豆你肖。爱与关心，都默默的隐藏在内心的一个小小的角落。从来不会把爱挂在觜边，只是生病的时候，会帮你盖被，守护在你床边，帮你换毛巾。等你张开双眼时，他却已经悄悄地离去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;又或者，当他知道你想念父母亲时，便会静悄悄的告诉长辈们，让你回到自己的家里去；知道你喜欢看日出，会带你到辽阔五际的沙滩，等待着早上日出的壮观景色。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;这种爱的方式有错吗? 难道说，爱就一定要挂在嘴边吗? 显然的，不是每个人都这么认为。从一个旁观者的角度来看，我好喜欢信爱的方式。他让我觉得好感动，也应此希望自己有一天能够拥有这样的爱情。信的冷漠，他的不屑一顾，我一一都看在眼里。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;然而，当事实真正发生在我身上时，我真的可以接受吗? 难道说，对于对方的冷漠，对方的?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我只能说，我也是人。我没有像静如此般的勇气，我可能，恐怕，办不到。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好茅盾。。。我也渴望拥有自己的‘信’。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115798090999416629?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115798090999416629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115798090999416629&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115798090999416629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115798090999416629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post_11.html' title='可爱的信。。。'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-115781032842924437</id><published>2006-09-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T21:58:48.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from KL - A Wiser Person?</title><content type='html'>Im back folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an 'excruciating' 3 days in PJ, im back in the comfort of my own home..If you're looking to hear news about my this course, then you'll probably be disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine this scenario lah - amongst a group of 24 participants, all are colleagues from the same Malaysia office, EXCEPT 4 little gals from the shore of little Temasek. The island, by itself, is oreddy so tiny, so of cos, only 4 little mice went there, lagi even more quiet rite! One of the trainers even said ' how come the gals from Sg are sooo quiet'. Felt like replying - 'Of cos la, you come to the Sg office and train us lor, then invite 4 delegates from Msia to join us, see who outnumbers whom! ' He use his lung to speak leh....duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd expected me to have done loads of shopping, haha YOU'RE WRONG MAN! Much to my disappointment, i &lt;strong&gt;DID NOT&lt;/strong&gt; buy a single pair of shoes. Vincci, Nose greatly let me down leh..sibei sianz. I think i shall contribute my $ to Charles &amp; Keith instead. (Cos URS also cannot make it oreddy..) The $50 that i changed (yes only $50! cos i ngiao!) went all to tidbits..plus 2 tops from the factory outlet store F.O.S..See, i have a thrifty trait in me leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie my hands are tired, my fingers are sour from the typing, and i have no wish to look at the screen anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115781032842924437?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115781032842924437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115781032842924437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115781032842924437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115781032842924437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/back-from-kl-wiser-person.html' title='Back from KL - A Wiser Person?'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115746708949140587</id><published>2006-09-05T22:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:38:09.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to KL - Petaling Jaya to be exact</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok, i've just finished packing my luggage, thanks to Juls for her kind offer to use her &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW RED SAMSONITE LUGGAGE BAG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my things are neatly contained in the bag! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(pls dun misunderstand the usage of CAPS in the sentence construction, i highlighted it cos its really a RED samsonite luggage bag! haha...its a nice red la...not auntie kind of stylish ok..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've got nothing much to say actually - emotionally i mean. Well, things haven really been moving, i didn't really want to think too much abt it till i return from this KL trip. Anyway, the other party in concern has got a 'competition going on for the whole week that will keep him really busy'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But what Joanne told me last night did make me sit up a little. Nothing much, but well, how shd i put it. The bottom line was, she asked me if my heart and my mind was telling me to do the same thing. When i told her how i felt, she said i got mixed emotions - i 'salah' oreddy! haha...aiyah anyway i dont want to talk abt it now la, wait for me to settle down when im back from KL ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think i will miss work - i know, im crazy, im siao, i sound like Alex Cross in James Patterson's novels. But i think i enjoy what im doing, that's the most impt thing isnt it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Carpe Diem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115746708949140587?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115746708949140587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115746708949140587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115746708949140587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115746708949140587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/off-to-kl-petaling-jaya-to-be-exact.html' title='Off to KL - Petaling Jaya to be exact'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115746650540812063</id><published>2006-09-05T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:28:25.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dick Lee - The Pride of Sg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not sure if you watched the President's Star Charity, but Dick's rendition of "Home" really moved me. I thought i was just being emotional then, but Cad felt the same way too - she donted $20 during Dick's segment. See? Im not alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tot he sang it better than Kit actually - i felt really proud to be back home then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For all whose not familiar with the lyrics, here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(okie, i cant memorize the whole song, goggled for the lyrics, but cannot find! so make do ok..or if u know, complete the front portion for me!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"This is Home, truly, where i know i must be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where my dreams wait for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where the river always flows..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THis is Home, surely, as my senses tell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is where, i wont be alone..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For this is where i know its home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For this is where i know..im Home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How sweet, how lovely. Everyone needs a home isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115746650540812063?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115746650540812063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115746650540812063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115746650540812063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115746650540812063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/dick-lee-pride-of-sg.html' title='Dick Lee - The Pride of Sg?'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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-33750568.post-115720658668529795</id><published>2006-09-02T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T22:16:26.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>思绪。。。</title><content type='html'>百感交集，却又不知从何说起。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨晚，出席了一个宴会，也不知道自己在做什么，早上起身，觉得可能昨晚有点太放纵了。。。其实也没什么，只是多认识了一些人，多喝了一点酒，跟某些人的距离有时稍微太近了些。哎呀，没有发生什么事啦，只是稍微想让自己忘记我是‘有夫之妇’。。哈哈哈&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可能是看太多韩剧了吧，总是渴望和憧憬自己有那么一天也能够拥有那么一段动人心弦的爱情。(韩剧真是害人不浅啊！！！) 哪怕是剧中的男女主角爱得死去活来，哪怕他们的爱情是波折重重，虽然爱得很辛苦，但最终还=是苦境甘来，完美收场。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许是自己真的太固执了，既然已经尝试过第二次了，为什么还不死心呢? 每次下定了决心，可是后来，总是会出现某种情况，心，就这样被动摇了。朋友们，说起来，真的是很容易，但是，换成是你们，真的能够放手吗? (花瓶，我知道你可以，因为你在感情方面，拿得起也放得下，不像我一样。。)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的好累了，也不想频频掉眼泪。给他的机会，为什么他总是没有好好珍惜? 可能对他来说，这就是他爱的表达方式。可能对他来说，我应该知道他的想法和爱的方式。但，我办不到。。。真的，曾经尝试过，但是真的不可以。。。。可能也应为这样，所以也开始慢慢远离他了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就像大哥对我说过，如果尝试了第二次，还是不行，那就算了。。。至少，尝试过，也不会有遗憾或任何后悔了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;真的发生那天，应该会很痛吧。应该会哭得溪哩哗啦。。但是时间会冲淡一切。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;竟早放手吧。。。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115720658668529795?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115720658668529795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115720658668529795&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115720658668529795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115720658668529795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='思绪。。。'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33750568.post-115720249255099825</id><published>2006-09-02T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:08:12.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Decided to get myself a new home...why? For the following reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;1. Blogspirit is a tad too troublesome to access.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;2. I can't have fanciful blog templates with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;3. That makes my blog boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;4. I think i need a new breadth of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So here i am, with the new blog..Since it's entitled pigggletworld, i tot i shd let the star meet everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8127/3709/320/IMG_0171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Im crazy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33750568-115720249255099825?l=pigggletworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115720249255099825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33750568&amp;postID=115720249255099825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115720249255099825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33750568/posts/default/115720249255099825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pigggletworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-home.html' title='A new home'/><author><name>Meeeee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13140462462216642188</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></feed>
