<?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-15823639</id><updated>2012-02-14T01:29:43.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shermin Choi</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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>1701</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7759978151559251773</id><published>2012-02-14T01:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T01:29:43.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love you, forever and always.</title><content type='html'>Ben and I decided to celebrate my birthday earlier because of my exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to The Cliff restaurant at Sentosa for my birthday dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;Here's a mini food review.&lt;br /&gt;Since we were early for dinner, we decided to take a walk around.&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited when I saw a peacock!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/417107_10150552124282773_507991535_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought there was only one but then when we walked further up....we saw&amp;nbsp;this peahen and its baby strolling together, awwww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/422434_10150552125197773_563657772_8863455_1274755251_n.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight of them makes me feel like visiting the zoo again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both explored the area and found a short board walk beneath the restaurant...a very nice touch to nature.&lt;br /&gt;Hands in hands, we strolled along it with the sunset as a backdrop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="425" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/424459_10150552126707773_563657772_8863461_1755800600_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/432012_10150552129127773_563657772_8863464_998765108_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/426769_10150552127507773_563657772_8863462_2146535201_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surreality of it all and a vast difference from the usual city we see...&lt;br /&gt;Then, surreality fades when reality struck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITCHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;NBCB! THE MOSQUITOES FED ON ME!!&lt;br /&gt;So we quickly went back to the restaurant!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it had a really nice ambience, al fresco and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/425655_10150552125692773_563657772_8863457_781472103_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/409082_10150552130932773_563657772_8863468_855159589_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service provided, I must say, is really good!&lt;br /&gt;Personalized and attentive from start to end!&lt;br /&gt;The waitress would call Ben, Mr. Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds funny to us.&lt;br /&gt;Fine dining's all foreign to me so I felt quite awkward.&lt;br /&gt;(And so, pardon me if I sound like a mountain tortoise in this post!!!)&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;And without any menu on the table, the waiter asked "What would you like to drink?"&lt;br /&gt;HUH?!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD I LIKE TO DRINK?!&lt;br /&gt;I want to drink water??&lt;br /&gt;But if &amp;nbsp;I say water would I sound dumb?&lt;br /&gt;I want to drink drinks....but where's your drink menu??&lt;br /&gt;And so I went....ERMMMMMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;He then carried on with "Still water or sparkling water?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;#pwned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he left us alone and awhile later, he suddenly appeared beside me with a basket of weird looking stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I realised the weird looking stuff were an assortment of bread.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;He asked which bread I wanted and I was thinking, "WHY IS THAT BREAD RED????"&lt;br /&gt;But I din't want to look noob so I just chose the normal looking bread and when he asked if I wanted another one, I hesitated.&lt;br /&gt;I din't want to look fat, so I took only one.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;In actual fact, I WANTED ALL!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, once again sorry if I'm so awkward and noob.&lt;br /&gt;They were very very polite and nice, I felt like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they ask Ben first?!&lt;br /&gt;Ben knows stuff!&lt;br /&gt;I want them to ask Ben stuff first!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;No need for ladies' first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/416776_10150552131912773_563657772_8863470_541957935_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/423127_10150552133122773_563657772_8863472_1363490954_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/402156_10150552136067773_563657772_8863479_1169220039_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so after those bread stuff, drinks stuff, they finally gave us the food menu.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;We ordered and in between, they visited us with more bread!&lt;br /&gt;YUM YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/430821_10150552137457773_563657772_8863484_351110927_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tuna with wakame. And a very delicious and crispy side (which sadly, we din't know what it is cause we couldn't understand what the waiter was saying.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395483_10150552139567773_563657772_8863492_1735598659_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Pan-seared foie gras.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which was extremely good and a very well-done dish! The outer was crispy and the inside was soft. Tastes like heaven! And we couldnt' stop going on about it even after we finished!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/407147_10150552138612773_563657772_8863489_245394703_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rabbit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Despite it's weird look, it's not bad actually. But nothing compared to the foie gras. Rabbit actually tastes like chicken, a smoother version. There's rice inside and the cream on top tastes like those on top of the mushroom soup.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/404226_10150552141582773_563657772_8863495_1322619859_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lamb chop medium rare.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Which isn't very fantastic. Quite a disappointment actually. Tastes like beef.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/403197_10150552142682773_563657772_8863497_1536571188_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quail,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;which Ben tried, and it's also a dish that you must-try! The escargot is covered with bread crumbs or some sort which is very pleasant to eat! Yum yum!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/403123_10150552155207773_563657772_8863518_930932606_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Cliff Lemon Tart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I must say, it's more than what it seems. The lemon tart tastes very lemony but it's not very sour. The caramelized top gives it extra texture. Yuzu sorbet in the middle which sadly melted very quickly. Also a must try!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395839_10150552156417773_563657772_8863519_1215957299_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A complimentary cake for me! (: Thank you!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/394037_10150552159582773_563657772_8863523_630629800_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And flowers from the very lovely boy (: A dozen of them. I love them, so pretty. A pity I couldn't eat it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both enjoyed our dinner very very much and very pleased with the service! Food's so damn good!! We were so full after that we decided to just go home and rest instead of our planned walk by the beach.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;A little pricey though, but I had fun with my baby boy.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the wonderful dinner and flowers, my love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute of him, he knows I don't like people wasting money on flowers so he tested my reaction on the way there.&lt;br /&gt;He asked "What if I bought flowers for you?"&lt;br /&gt;"A waste of money! I'd rather spend the money on food or clothes!" I replied.&lt;br /&gt;He then asked, "but what if I already bought and gave it to you? How? You don't like flowers?"&lt;br /&gt;"I like them, I'd be happy to receive them but I rather spend the money on elsewhere. HAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering why he was asking so many questions.&lt;br /&gt;And he said that he'll give me one later but I thought he was joking.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a couple was sitting behind us.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, the lady seemed so unwilling to hold the guy's hand at first.&lt;br /&gt;The guy kept trying to hold her hand or kiss her but she'll just let go very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;But after they exchanged presents, and she saw that the guy gave her a necklace, she appeared very surprised and touched.&lt;br /&gt;She then held his hands.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, maybe I shouldn't be judging but that's very materialistic!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I then jokingly asked Ben where are my flowers, and demanded for it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;And, I got my flowers.&lt;br /&gt;First time receiving flowers :$&lt;br /&gt;I shy, heh.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating them though, looks so good.&lt;br /&gt;A pity they'll wither ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to end of the long post, I'm going to give a short message to my boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the wonderful times we have and will continue to have together. Last year, we had a sad Valentine's cos you just entered army and was in confinement. Last year, I cried because I thought it was unfair. Unfair that it was our first Valentine's and we din't get to spend it together. You cried. Mostly, it wasn't the thought of not spending Valentine's together but the fact that we had to separate when most couples get together. This year, we get to spend it together and celebrate it (: I'm more than happy, I'm honestly thankful. I love you and there's never a moment that I not love you. You give me strength when I was weak~~~ HAHAHAHA. okay kidding. I'm not going to start singing lahzxz. Don't worry (; Let's sleep on our clouds again together real soon!!! And I'll come up with nice songs to sing to you!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7759978151559251773?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7759978151559251773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7759978151559251773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/02/i-love-you-forever-and-always.html' title='I love you, forever and always.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5135394191351760247</id><published>2012-02-09T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T22:17:56.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ideas for valentine's present!</title><content type='html'>I like to receive letters/cards because I like to read stuff written about me.&lt;br /&gt;(except teachers' comments)&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Makes me feel loved...&lt;br /&gt;Instead of buying stuff for your gf....why not just write her a card/letter for Vday!&lt;br /&gt;With a little hand made something.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye (; !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5135394191351760247?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5135394191351760247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5135394191351760247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/02/ideas-for-valentines-present.html' title='Ideas for valentine&apos;s present!'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3690725041132254331</id><published>2012-02-03T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T22:39:50.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So cute!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyq3ntO0sI1qzxhoso1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3690725041132254331?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3690725041132254331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3690725041132254331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/02/lego.html' title='So cute!'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-1278764334670369145</id><published>2012-02-03T12:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T12:58:25.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello my lovelies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone even reads this other than myself.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm saying I'm lovely!&lt;br /&gt;Hiak hiak hiak!&lt;br /&gt;Currently blogging from my new laptop that my dad bought for me.&lt;br /&gt;It was an awkward experience to be out with him (since I haven't been on good terms with him fore YEARS) and the woman alone....&lt;br /&gt;May God bless me that this will never happen again!&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it's another step closer to having a better r/s with him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to start blinging my laptop! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing off my wishlist!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm also eliminating camera lens cos it's too expensive in the short term!&lt;br /&gt;Shall start saving up! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;I want.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&lt;s&gt;A new laptop (but don't worry you don't have to buy me one, you could pool in money/donate some money to me! HAHAH)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. An oven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;s&gt;3. A new camera lens (for close shots) &lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I know they're really expensive, so you could just donate money to my funds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alternatively...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;You could always give me vouchers for clothes/food, make up stuff, speakers, accessories (oh but i dont wear earrings!) , etc!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-1278764334670369145?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1278764334670369145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1278764334670369145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/02/hello-my-lovelies-if-anyone-even-reads.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4052056218920989678</id><published>2012-01-31T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T23:44:10.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love, in words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="image" height="278" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lym95aotwo1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; max-width: 100%; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="caption" style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 19px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 11px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;credits:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lovequotesrus.tumblr.com/post/16813532734/photo-courtesy-livingalifewellwasted" style="color: #444444; margin-bottom: 0px !important; margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;lovequotesrus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 10px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4052056218920989678?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4052056218920989678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4052056218920989678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/01/love-in-words.html' title='Love, in words.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6001664938044554789</id><published>2012-01-25T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:43:20.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist (BHB)</title><content type='html'>CNY is just over and I bet many others are dreading the reality that follows right after the loooonnnng weekend (which, btw, flew by.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mock exams are in exactly a month's time );&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And obviously such a lazy ass like me, hasn't started studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked my friends if they studied already but they said they haven't as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wouldn't seek solace in that since they acquire such abilities to chiong well and get damn good results for exams );&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, I have no such abilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And by abilities, I mean hardwork actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, I should be more focused.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm kind of stressed out by my 21st birthday party planning actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben wanted to book a yatch (which I very strongly am against because I wouldn't want him/me to spend so much money!!!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, we thought of booking a hotel room but then again, I'm scared we make so much noise or something that people come to shoo us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then turned to our last resort, which is to book a chalet but then it was fully booked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, we're so picky and stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe in the end, I'll just seek the easy way out which is to abandon all ideas and just have a nice dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that it's bad since I never really celebrated my birthday for yearsssssssss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just disappointing, the thought of it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm pretty sure things will turn out fine since what I really want is just (presents!!) to spend time with my family (presents!), ben (presents!!) and my close friends (presents!!!!!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(And presents!!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(HAHAHAHA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and regarding presents, to make it easier for anyone if they want to give me a present....regardless if I hold a party or not....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't worry because it's okay, you don't have to give me one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KIDDING!! YOU BETTA SUCKERS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. &lt;s&gt; A new laptop (but don't worry you don't have to buy me one, you could pool in money/donate some money to me! HAHAH) &lt;/s&gt; DAD'S GIVING ME MONEY TO BUY!! HOPE HE HONOURS HIS WORD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. An oven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. A new camera lens (for close shots)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay I know they're really expensive, so you could just donate money to my funds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alternatively if you insist money is not a good form of present...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You could always give me vouchers for clothes/food, make up stuff, speakers, accessories, etc!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH HEH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope I come up with a party venue soon!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6001664938044554789?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6001664938044554789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6001664938044554789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/01/wishlist-bhb.html' title='Wishlist (BHB)'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-240590156901355372</id><published>2012-01-23T02:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T16:54:43.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Ben and I are when we just wake up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly6d0cEJXs1qzul89o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-240590156901355372?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/240590156901355372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/240590156901355372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='How Ben and I are when we just wake up.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6389512575458638735</id><published>2012-01-19T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:04:48.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And no, I'm not having my PMS.</title><content type='html'>Another one of those phases that I hate to be going through...&lt;br&gt;The over emotional, sensitive, lonely, feels like no one cares, I don't even want to care, I'm independent, I'm strong ...phase. &lt;br&gt;The phase that's filled with irony and oxymorons. &lt;br&gt;The phase where I want to hurt people. &lt;br&gt;The angsty phase, the sad phase, the crazy phase, the impatient, negative phase. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The I want to give up phase. &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6389512575458638735?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6389512575458638735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6389512575458638735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/01/and-no-im-not-having-my-pms.html' title='And no, I&apos;m not having my PMS.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4668171974507024722</id><published>2012-01-18T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T23:01:01.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MGBM</title><content type='html'>On days like these where I'd feel so terrible and stressed up...I just wish for someone to assure me that everything's gonna be alright and give me a huge hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one to hug but myself....oh and maybe my bolster );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start studying really soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4668171974507024722?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4668171974507024722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4668171974507024722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/01/mgbm.html' title='MGBM'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-9209686350126919951</id><published>2012-01-17T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T23:10:33.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw this on Facebook, shared by a friend.&lt;div&gt;I think it's a good read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://theweek.com/article/index/99512/the-last-word-he-said-he-was-leaving-she-ignored-him"&gt;http://theweek.com/article/index/99512/the-last-word-he-said-he-was-leaving-she-ignored-him&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-9209686350126919951?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9209686350126919951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9209686350126919951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/01/saw-this-on-facebook-shared-by-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3101503418223419999</id><published>2012-01-16T18:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T18:09:37.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fretting over where to have my 21st birthday party celebration.&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anybody?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;);&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3101503418223419999?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3101503418223419999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3101503418223419999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2012/01/fretting-over-where-to-have-my-21st.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8920618600543368423</id><published>2011-12-28T21:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T21:33:41.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas.</title><content type='html'>So I havent really got the chance to go for photo-taking sessions with Ben in town at night for the night lights.&lt;br /&gt;Awwww....Christmas is nothing without the Christmas lights and snow.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we couldn't help on the snow part but fate din't allow us to go to town at night.&lt;br /&gt;On the last last Saturday and Sunday when we wanted to go, the trains were down and it was very inconvenient to get to town.&lt;br /&gt;Cab fares were up so I din't want to waste money as well.&lt;br /&gt;Then the weekend that we could go again...town started flooding!!&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ!&lt;br /&gt;Really fateless.&lt;br /&gt;And then we had dinners on nights that town was in perfect condition.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway I went to take pictures with Sheryl Fang in town at night (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/403579_10150441675212773_563657772_8476645_1200024727_n.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="425" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/408489_10150441677337773_563657772_8476656_1298272665_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396440_10150441677527773_563657772_8476657_1246597939_n.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383957_10150441678747773_563657772_8476665_901085065_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378485_10150441679042773_563657772_8476666_28681994_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/387931_10150441680542773_563657772_8476674_1755698200_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on Saturday (Christmas eve) Ben and I had dinner at his house where his mother prepared Christmas dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Om nom nom!&lt;br /&gt;For starters we had fruit platter with ham.&lt;br /&gt;Then French onion soup with hard rolls.&lt;br /&gt;And finally Beef Steak with grilled vegetables and asparagus.&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I din't take pictures cos I think they don't have a habit of snapping pictures of food.&lt;br /&gt;I shy :$ :$&lt;br /&gt;Then we had desserts which was fruit cake with rum and raisin ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....finally it was the time to open presents!&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I couldn't wait actually.&lt;br /&gt;We were so tempted to see the presents that we prepared for each other!&lt;br /&gt;For like days I kept asking him what my present was.&lt;br /&gt;And actually on Friday night we kept guessing what each other's presents were and I told Ben I gave him a cup to test his reaction.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;And I kept asking him where he kept the present cos I want to take a peek at it!&lt;br /&gt;But he refused to let me see! And I scanned the room for my present but don't have!&lt;br /&gt;Turns out he hid it under the Christmas tree which was like overflowing with presents so I din't looked there.&lt;br /&gt;Then on Saturday we kept wanting to exchange our presents in the afternoon cos we were dying from curiousity.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we managed to wait till after dinner (:&lt;br /&gt;Awwww, I had a pleasant surprise!&lt;br /&gt;Ben bought me a Prada wallet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/391162_10150449770427773_563657772_8515141_1742234803_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice?&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH&lt;br /&gt;But it's so expensive!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a brand person so I was a little xim tia (heartache) for the money :$&lt;br /&gt;heh heh&lt;br /&gt;But thank you my love (:&lt;br /&gt;It's really pretty and actually I couldn't bear to use it.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to like keep it but there's no point right?&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ben lied!!&lt;br /&gt;We promised each other that our budget for each other is like $200.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;But so cute, he.&lt;br /&gt;He told me he bought me something that's $100 and starts with P.&lt;br /&gt;"P for Pigu," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday (Christmas)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380811_10150449780132773_563657772_8515205_1277898769_n.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374210_10150449783917773_563657772_8515234_1381744464_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396837_10150449791857773_563657772_8515311_1107050144_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/404246_10150449776962773_563657772_8515194_366744409_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="426" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/399116_10150449778977773_563657772_8515197_1166282003_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said I dressed like the angel so I was made to take pictures with it.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;I'm angelic?&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care! I look angelic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378115_10150451456087773_563657772_8523507_1287782049_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="640" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/404848_10150451453977773_563657772_8523497_750367234_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's the end for today!&lt;br /&gt;I'll put up pictures of my adventure with Yen Ceen soon!&lt;br /&gt;HEH&lt;br /&gt;After I edit the pictures~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8920618600543368423?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8920618600543368423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8920618600543368423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2168968233734983656</id><published>2011-12-28T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T03:06:59.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>流星花園</title><content type='html'>I'll do a Christmas post soon....anyway what I've been up to recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METEOR GARDEN! (&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; line-height: 16px;"&gt;流星花園)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've watched this drama about ~6 times already?!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Can never get sick of it!&lt;br /&gt;I love Jerry Yan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/7/7a/Jerry_jpmec.jpg" width="273" /&gt;&lt;img height="400" src="http://cdn2.mixrmedia.com/wp-uploads/ningin/blog/2010/11/jerry-yan.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.s-mysoju.com/images/upload/casts/Jerry_Yan_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so humsumzx ohzxz and charming!&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, his character&lt;br /&gt;Dao Ming Si is also....orgasmic.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Okay my description above doesn't make much sense. &lt;br /&gt;I rarely/never post Chinese but this is my favourite phrase in the entire drama.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: 宋体; font-size: 14px; line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"&gt;"我喜欢你!我喜欢你!喜欢迷恋到连自己都觉得莫名其妙,在我眼中看到的只有你一个人而已。我知道我很烦,可是我要你知道,只要你跑掉的话,我一定会去追,不管任何地方,就 算是地狱也好,不管你跑到天涯海角,我都一定要追到你,杉菜,我要你知道一件事,就是我要定你了!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww, dramas like these give women such high expectations of romance/love and &lt;i&gt;men&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2168968233734983656?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2168968233734983656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2168968233734983656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='流星花園'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4283531149942783392</id><published>2011-12-28T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:45:07.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anybody wants to see a turtle?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;A cute turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpSLhkKMhDQ/TvoRyQXsZjI/AAAAAAAADJw/HusvMM0QvDA/s1600/IMG_0268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpSLhkKMhDQ/TvoRyQXsZjI/AAAAAAAADJw/HusvMM0QvDA/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I'm the only one who finds this really cute.&lt;br /&gt;He kept playing his PSP on the bed so I just had to disturb him...hiak hiak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4283531149942783392?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4283531149942783392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4283531149942783392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/anybody-wants-to-see-turtle-hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lpSLhkKMhDQ/TvoRyQXsZjI/AAAAAAAADJw/HusvMM0QvDA/s72-c/IMG_0268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-519940019082477472</id><published>2011-12-27T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T03:05:09.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On why Ben hasn't 'like' any of my pictures (baking) on fb....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You don't like them?"&lt;br /&gt;"No....I love them but they don't have a 'love button'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Luckily he was quick to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Not that I expect people to like my pics but at least I thought he'd. HAHAHA)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-519940019082477472?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/519940019082477472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/519940019082477472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/on-why-ben-hasnt-like-any-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-59805480029559707</id><published>2011-12-23T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T01:02:30.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selca~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvGGfBvoXsU/TvNh78F96JI/AAAAAAAADJA/cUfmRlQ5wHw/s1600/Picture0047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvGGfBvoXsU/TvNh78F96JI/AAAAAAAADJA/cUfmRlQ5wHw/s400/Picture0047.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ3VbG4lVkY/TvNh8sJPlGI/AAAAAAAADJE/eRVK5P5CsfQ/s1600/Picture0053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VJ3VbG4lVkY/TvNh8sJPlGI/AAAAAAAADJE/eRVK5P5CsfQ/s400/Picture0053.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmUOHNfH-aM/TvNh88OYcQI/AAAAAAAADJM/fIQ1g0x913I/s1600/Picture0054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmUOHNfH-aM/TvNh88OYcQI/AAAAAAAADJM/fIQ1g0x913I/s400/Picture0054.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Do I look fierce?&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-59805480029559707?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/59805480029559707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/59805480029559707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/selca.html' title='Selca~'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LvGGfBvoXsU/TvNh78F96JI/AAAAAAAADJA/cUfmRlQ5wHw/s72-c/Picture0047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2290845206628633312</id><published>2011-12-23T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T00:54:40.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh heh :$&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben said he got my present already!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was quite surprised because he's quite busy being outfield and in camp this week!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I wondered where did he find the time to buy my present, but heh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY YAY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*excited*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kept asking him what my present is!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course he doesn't want to tell me so&amp;nbsp;I couldn't stop pestering him as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I also told him not to tell me no matter how many times I ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love surprises but at the same time, I can't keep my mouth shut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he said he knew I'll keep asking but he isn't telling anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He knows me so well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Christmas now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I wish Christmas lasted a week long or something!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love this Christmas mood! (Although it isn't as Christmassy this year....don't know why also)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope Ben likes the present I'm giving him!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's something totally unexpected and weird....hiak hiak hiak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2290845206628633312?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2290845206628633312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2290845206628633312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/heh-heh-ben-said-he-got-my-present.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-9071595972199434531</id><published>2011-12-22T15:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:08:40.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I know that sometimes tend to lose my temper&lt;br /&gt;And I cross the line&lt;br /&gt;I know it gets hard sometimes&lt;br /&gt;But I could never leave your side, no matter what I say.&lt;br /&gt;Cos' if I wanted to go I&amp;nbsp;would've gone by now&lt;br /&gt;ButI really need you near me to keep my mind off the edge&lt;br /&gt;If I wanted to leaveI would've left by now&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one that knows me&lt;br /&gt;Better than I know myself&lt;br /&gt;All alongI tried to pretend it didn't matter if&amp;nbsp;I was alone&lt;br /&gt;Deep down I know if you were gone for even a day I wouldn't know which way to turn&lt;br /&gt;Cos' I'm lost without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-9071595972199434531?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9071595972199434531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9071595972199434531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/and-i-know-that-sometimes-tend-to-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-651970838800218357</id><published>2011-12-22T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T02:10:09.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Skinny pizza with my baby boy the other day~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HIov-LvRLE0/TvITK5d48tI/AAAAAAAADHo/uRWKAXF-XuQ/s1600/DSC_0045+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HIov-LvRLE0/TvITK5d48tI/AAAAAAAADHo/uRWKAXF-XuQ/s640/DSC_0045+copy.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iamlAc9mhe4/TvIXlJGGPWI/AAAAAAAADIQ/V6cVl9AHybQ/s640/DSC_0053+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MDVg44AgeQI/TvIYe64Tx_I/AAAAAAAADIY/IEuhIKaRqWo/s1600/DSC_0058+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MDVg44AgeQI/TvIYe64Tx_I/AAAAAAAADIY/IEuhIKaRqWo/s640/DSC_0058+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OT5JCNDZqdE/TvIZXHeg2aI/AAAAAAAADIg/HuLTT1L_Aio/s1600/DSC_0067+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OT5JCNDZqdE/TvIZXHeg2aI/AAAAAAAADIg/HuLTT1L_Aio/s640/DSC_0067+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Truffle fries. &lt;br /&gt;These look seemingly normal but they taste like heaven!&lt;br /&gt;I was a little skeptical at first but when they placed the fries on the table, holyy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The mushroom smell.....Omg.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KFrxkB2d6Yk/TvIaT1OJ3iI/AAAAAAAADIo/76-pUzGvvlI/s1600/DSC_0068+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KFrxkB2d6Yk/TvIaT1OJ3iI/AAAAAAAADIo/76-pUzGvvlI/s640/DSC_0068+copy.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxOPxSDbqeY/TvIbH5TAKsI/AAAAAAAADIw/48cQjF5NY5I/s1600/DSC_0072+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NxOPxSDbqeY/TvIbH5TAKsI/AAAAAAAADIw/48cQjF5NY5I/s640/DSC_0072+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Paella.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My favourite order everytime I'm there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And no worries, your teeth wont be stained by the squid ink!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/405150_10150440568352773_563657772_8472422_1958000592_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/405150_10150440568352773_563657772_8472422_1958000592_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aglio Oglio.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383047_10150440623427773_563657772_8472646_297479886_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383047_10150440623427773_563657772_8472646_297479886_n.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;White chocolate strawberry cheesecake that Ben's mum and I made today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377788_10150440611187773_563657772_8472579_1848765429_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/377788_10150440611187773_563657772_8472579_1848765429_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383345_10150440610427773_563657772_8472574_877425639_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/383345_10150440610427773_563657772_8472574_877425639_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Am I making you all hungry yet?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-651970838800218357?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/651970838800218357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/651970838800218357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/skinny-pizza-with-my-baby-boy-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HIov-LvRLE0/TvITK5d48tI/AAAAAAAADHo/uRWKAXF-XuQ/s72-c/DSC_0045+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7492083341480432808</id><published>2011-12-21T00:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T00:20:14.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm such a hard person to love and be with...so I'm really glad to have Ben Jia Min!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7492083341480432808?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7492083341480432808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7492083341480432808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-think-im-such-hard-person-to-love-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-251126532848921258</id><published>2011-12-19T01:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:27:58.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you're getting old when you have to start using an email address with a proper name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So currently, I'm trying to get myself used to my more mature email name....&lt;br /&gt;From garbage.be*ns@gmail.com to shermint*h@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wthhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;so awkward to type my own name everytime because I read it in my head.&lt;br /&gt;I should just change it to sherminchoi@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;*nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I censor my gmail address not because I've got anything to hide but I just don't want so much spam in my mail in case some clever robot/system picks up my email address!&lt;br /&gt;*paranoid*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know what's hard in changing email add??&lt;br /&gt;All the mailing lists that I've joined previously....I've got to go back and rejoin their mailing lists??&lt;br /&gt;That's very tedious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-251126532848921258?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/251126532848921258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/251126532848921258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-know-youre-getting-old-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8663495769299166222</id><published>2011-12-18T20:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:50:47.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Spouses cheat to fill the void."&lt;br /&gt;Then why doesn't the other half work to fill the void?&lt;br /&gt;No one to blame when the other cheats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just saying~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8663495769299166222?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8663495769299166222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8663495769299166222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/none-to-blame-for-decisions-im-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-37316082101811107</id><published>2011-12-17T09:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T09:54:58.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not worth the money.</title><content type='html'>Is it just me or...the blogshops' clothes are really getting more horrible and super super over priced?&lt;br /&gt;I mean if it's $30++++ I would expect better quality right?&lt;br /&gt;But the clothes quality are comparable to a $10 top that I buy from Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Please, I could get those there for like almost half the price!&lt;br /&gt;Or I can get it even cheaper in wholesale websites or taobao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus all the clothes in the blogshops are like sold in every other blogshops.&lt;br /&gt;Looking at one = looking at all.&lt;br /&gt;I used to find joy in blogshopping but now, I just stick to real shopping and searching for treasures on taobao or other international sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they should start trying to be more exclusive, quality assuring and maybe I'll decide to pay those ridiculous prices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to start bashing certain blogshops on their shit clothes that were sold by others like many many many many many months ago....but i hope they reflect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-37316082101811107?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/37316082101811107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/37316082101811107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/not-worth-money.html' title='Not worth the money.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4866796378144589705</id><published>2011-12-17T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T02:08:05.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I should have known!I shouldn't have drank that cup of red tea...and now I can't go to sleep! Insomnia!! Aaahhh~ feels like insomnia~~ Maybe I should take out my econs notes to stud.....*snores* Zzzzzzzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4866796378144589705?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4866796378144589705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4866796378144589705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-should-have-knowni-shouldnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5204234399387446140</id><published>2011-12-17T01:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T01:24:50.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anything in a relationship can be solved as long as there's love. After a good HTHT talk...the make up HHLL is equally good (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5204234399387446140?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5204234399387446140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5204234399387446140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/anything-in-relationship-can-be-solved.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2136718446781161380</id><published>2011-12-15T22:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T22:37:17.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What if someone from your past comes back and tempt you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2136718446781161380?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2136718446781161380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2136718446781161380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-if-someone-from-your-past-comes.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2601238519646471126</id><published>2011-12-15T14:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:10:52.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah so.....today I realised that I cannot not do one thing at a time.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot focus only on one activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I do my work, there are a couple of things ongoing as well...&lt;br /&gt;1. My laptop's running videos/shows&lt;br /&gt;2. My TV's switched on and let the television programs run&lt;br /&gt;3. I multi-task on the laptop, alt-tabbing between the show and internet browsers.&lt;br /&gt;4. I occasionally check on my phone and play a couple of games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I'm here just using my computer to watch shows but I couldn't focus on the show at all!&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;I went to switch on my television and I guess I'm going to bring out my school work to do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I couldn't focus only when I do my work, I guess it applies to everything!&lt;br /&gt;URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2601238519646471126?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2601238519646471126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2601238519646471126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/yeah-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2578478038452769548</id><published>2011-12-15T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T01:04:57.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I'm up to in the middle of the night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3ZjYMqCc7M/TujWukwDnJI/AAAAAAAADHg/Z-rMhq65WGI/s1600/leopard+zebra+nails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3ZjYMqCc7M/TujWukwDnJI/AAAAAAAADHg/Z-rMhq65WGI/s400/leopard+zebra+nails.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Painted leopard-zebra nails by myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Nice??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a little proud of my work!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But the thing is.... I haven't painted my left nails since I can't draw well (at all) with my right hand!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But lemme try...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2578478038452769548?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2578478038452769548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2578478038452769548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/things-im-up-to-in-middle-of-night.html' title='Things I&apos;m up to in the middle of the night...'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G3ZjYMqCc7M/TujWukwDnJI/AAAAAAAADHg/Z-rMhq65WGI/s72-c/leopard+zebra+nails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6217445699187065935</id><published>2011-12-12T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T00:55:24.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little update for the week:</title><content type='html'>On a lighter note...&lt;br /&gt;here are some selcas of the Baby Boy and I!&lt;br /&gt;(From a dinner at 2D 1N Soju Bang that we went with Bush and Mich)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh and Bush treated us to it!! Awwww, so nice of him. Shall bully him less for a week. Shall let him make a little guest appearance~ and advertise for him! To all single ladies out there. AHAHAH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-byE4w3iOED0/TuTdRS0dK7I/AAAAAAAADHU/jgiKuhrxGjM/s1600/IMG_0159.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-byE4w3iOED0/TuTdRS0dK7I/AAAAAAAADHU/jgiKuhrxGjM/s320/IMG_0159.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay from here onwards....please beware of act-cute pics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1feCnbx0Bk/TuTZX7pUFeI/AAAAAAAADGU/6lh1pEA44kQ/s1600/IMG_0133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z1feCnbx0Bk/TuTZX7pUFeI/AAAAAAAADGU/6lh1pEA44kQ/s320/IMG_0133.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKbVEby5Xfg/TuTZaMRRlmI/AAAAAAAADGc/nXbdXPpHkjk/s1600/IMG_0157.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GKbVEby5Xfg/TuTZaMRRlmI/AAAAAAAADGc/nXbdXPpHkjk/s320/IMG_0157.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lM0B3FiaIaE/TuTZcLLJKxI/AAAAAAAADGk/dmUlGyKpkp4/s1600/IMG_0163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lM0B3FiaIaE/TuTZcLLJKxI/AAAAAAAADGk/dmUlGyKpkp4/s320/IMG_0163.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XjRNSft4ZN0/TuTZdrTCw6I/AAAAAAAADGs/Nl6dp8nawVA/s1600/IMG_0168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="282" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XjRNSft4ZN0/TuTZdrTCw6I/AAAAAAAADGs/Nl6dp8nawVA/s320/IMG_0168.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkT44FiDljo/TuTZfS6MaTI/AAAAAAAADG0/sWy6wsKaR50/s1600/IMG_0170.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tkT44FiDljo/TuTZfS6MaTI/AAAAAAAADG0/sWy6wsKaR50/s320/IMG_0170.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went to celebrate my sis's advance birthday celebration this afternoon~&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we had desserts at Coffeclub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag7If6AOjc4/TuTazZPGTLI/AAAAAAAADHE/-flQHxxBMAI/s1600/IMG_0183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ag7If6AOjc4/TuTazZPGTLI/AAAAAAAADHE/-flQHxxBMAI/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJZESz79-Ys/TuTbONenjiI/AAAAAAAADHM/G8OLe81Zj-Y/s1600/IMG_0184.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pJZESz79-Ys/TuTbONenjiI/AAAAAAAADHM/G8OLe81Zj-Y/s320/IMG_0184.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And...Ben's mum, Ben and I went shopping for a poster in his room and we finally found one that he liked (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! His room is now finally done! Maybe we'll be buying a beanbag or something also! To put on the carpet. Beautiful poster! Nice nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF0dhN9K2_Q/TuTacvbQaxI/AAAAAAAADG8/2iLhN746LJU/s1600/IMG_0173.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KF0dhN9K2_Q/TuTacvbQaxI/AAAAAAAADG8/2iLhN746LJU/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Oh the past 2 days I was feeling very unwell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Urgh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I puked, had fever and such terrible feeling in the stomach. Ben asked how does my stomach feels and I said "Funny..."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He kept laughing at my limited use on vocab regarding my feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He says I have only two feelings, pain and funny feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;He asked how funny and I wasn't able to describe the state in which my tummy was in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It just felt really....funny~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I kept running to the toilet and I was weak all over!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought I could make it for tuition but I was almost reaching when I couldn't take it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I felt so horribly weak, I called Ben and started crying because I don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Then he asked me to cancel tuition and he'll bring me to see a doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;);&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Awww, what do I do without my baby boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know it's the most obvious thing to do, cancel tuition but yeah, I'm always in a dilemma.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, so I spent most of my day sleeping and feeling so terrible );&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Luckily Ben was there to take care of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Thank you naughty boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And I missed Germaine's birthday party which I feel very horrible about!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I haven't met her in ages!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And somemore it's her 21st!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;);&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Few days before my being sick, I said to Ben I wished I had fever so that I can lose weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ZZZZZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Becareful of what you wish for....!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And when I was sick, I just kept praying I'll not be sick anymore and regret wishing that I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;People around me always say that I'm only quiet when I'm sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAAH&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Wth!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's how my dad used to judge if I'm really sick or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;ZZZZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ben said when I start talking more means I'm recovering already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Am I that talkative?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;CHEH!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Alright, got to go to bed already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Goodnight my world~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm looking forward to an exciting and good week! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6217445699187065935?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6217445699187065935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6217445699187065935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-update-for-week.html' title='Little update for the week:'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-byE4w3iOED0/TuTdRS0dK7I/AAAAAAAADHU/jgiKuhrxGjM/s72-c/IMG_0159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8773423016905080632</id><published>2011-12-11T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T20:52:26.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think, thought, think.</title><content type='html'>There is more to love than just love.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone could say "I love you" and mean it with their entire heart, like the many fangirls who would scream it at the top of their lungs.&amp;nbsp;But it takes more to love than just love.&amp;nbsp;It requires both parties to put in effort constantly, to prove their love for each other constantly.&lt;br /&gt;No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could imagine why many marriages end up in failure.It doesn't come as a surprise because when both get so used to one another and assume that love is always present, some may just give up trying to please each other or forgot to create sparks in their bond. Imagine a relationship where the element of surprise is absent, no more dress-up dates, no more romance....no more fun and gradually no more love. Things that were promised are broken just like pies. Easy to bake, easy to break. Or maybe things that were planned, nobody actually bothers to follow through. Take for example, maybe a short trip that was discussed before but was forgotten and swept under the heap of work. Or maybe someone decides that work is more important than anything else. Of course, I'm not saying that focusing on work is wrong. But there's always a time to work and time to play. Time's always not enough until you plan it wisely. Time has to be found, to be put aside. There isn't such a thing as "no time" but just time that no one bother to find. Example, if you're very interested in catching a movie admist your busy schedule, you'll try your best to extract a certain time slot for a little treat right? That's what I'm saying. People have to find it. Then after comes half-hearted efforts. Some in the relationship might not be as ready or as excited about the plans that the other have in mind. Sweeping statements of "Yes, okay. We'll do it." comes out so easily and it may just flow out of one's mouth, not bearing in mind that these exact same words mean something of greater value to the other. One might often forget that expectations lead to disappointments. And how often can the other be led to such disappointments. Also, people&amp;nbsp;may tend to stop the small little stuff that makes the other happy. Think back, when was the last time that you did something straight from your heart that made the other happy. Eg. picking up the person from work? Cooking a simple meal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine the phases, from a pair of young lovebirds who spent most of their time together to a working couple. A working couple as the name suggests that they both will obviously focus more of their time working. Time spent together will be lesser than before, both may feel a little more distant and sad and of course this cannot be helped. But what can be helped is how they spend the time together. Compensate lost time with quality time. Keeping in mind that time is scarce and that they applied all the finding time, no half-hearted stuff....wouldn't it make a relationship much better? Knowing that your other half have put in efforts, his/her heart into planning or suggesting that you both do something nice together....proves his/her love? Actions speak louder than words, and even a thousand &lt;i&gt;i love yous&lt;/i&gt; wouldn't beat a simple gesture like that. Twenty years down the road when I'm 40 and married, I'll still want my husband to let me know that he wants us to spend some alone time together. Make plans for a little get-away. Surprise me when I'm at work. Of course, it's not all one-sided.&lt;br /&gt;It's all these that make you still smile no matter how bad your day or week is. And of course, you could top it off with an &lt;i&gt;i love you&lt;/i&gt; at the end of the day with a simple hug and kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no expert in relationships but at least I believe that I have put in enough efforts in whatever relationships that I've been in.&lt;br /&gt;And that's how I want my other half and I to be in future.&lt;br /&gt;Blissful and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't see that happening in the future, then maybe it's time to find a better half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8773423016905080632?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8773423016905080632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8773423016905080632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/stable-relationships-are-for-horses.html' title='Think, thought, think.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-243857630151343101</id><published>2011-12-08T20:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T20:44:06.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now don't be scared, it's only love that we're falling in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-243857630151343101?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2956431558243121736?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2956431558243121736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2956431558243121736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/maybe-love-just-isnt-enough.html' title='Maybe love just isn&apos;t enough.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6046779014589279608</id><published>2011-12-06T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:49:45.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel that I can no longer say whatever I want here anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just deleted a post on my ideal dates.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Later Ben see then think it's a hint.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, anyway now that you know I have ideal dates in mind....surprise me k.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6046779014589279608?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6046779014589279608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6046779014589279608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-feel-that-i-can-no-longer-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5010955647899466300</id><published>2011-12-02T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:55:35.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There you go messing with my mind.</title><content type='html'>If you only knew, how hard it is to handle.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;How bad I want this scandal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5010955647899466300?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5010955647899466300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5010955647899466300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/there-you-go-messing-with-my-mind.html' title='There you go messing with my mind.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8096925827923760632</id><published>2011-12-02T23:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:55:49.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I'm in a lesbian relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Or...could I have the best of both worlds? (;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8096925827923760632?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8096925827923760632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8096925827923760632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/heh-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-1476254143184523203</id><published>2011-12-02T22:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T19:56:08.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It isn't hard to be understanding.&lt;br /&gt;But, it's hard to be understanding all the time.&lt;br /&gt;So someone has to understand that no one can be understanding forever.&lt;br /&gt;I wish we led a more normal life, but who is to define what normal is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-1476254143184523203?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1476254143184523203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1476254143184523203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/12/it-isnt-hard-to-be-understanding.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4144328906401678989</id><published>2011-12-02T19:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T19:57:54.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! I passed my Traffic Police Test!!!&lt;br /&gt;So happy!&lt;br /&gt;After 2 BTTs and 3 FTEvaluations.....I thought I would fail my practical!!&lt;br /&gt;But thank god I passed it on my first try!&lt;br /&gt;(Yeahzx, I suck in theory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super scared that it would rain so heavily or something, cos it'll be so difficult to park!!&lt;br /&gt;So I got my friends to pray hard that it wouldn't rain...and yay!&lt;br /&gt;It stopped drizzling when I took my test!&lt;br /&gt;I was quite nervous before the warm-up...and after that was a 45 mins wait for my prac test to commence!&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the instructor was quite nice, he kept saying things like "Ah! You see no roadworks! Today's your day!"&lt;br /&gt;So anyway after the warm-up&amp;nbsp;we had to sit in this class room and wait for the instructors to come...it felt like a 93842 hrs wait.&lt;br /&gt;So in the meantime, I kept praying that I'll get a very good instructor and that it won't start pouring.&lt;br /&gt;Then I looked out of the window and saw that the weather was not bad, so I started thanking God.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's efforts to help me pray for good weather helped (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, when I saw my instructor I thought to myself...omg please be good to me.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;And when we got out of the circuit I was super happy cos I was most worried for circuit!&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my happiness when I went back to BBDC~&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking if I'll pass!&lt;br /&gt;And yay!&lt;br /&gt;I did!&lt;br /&gt;The other testers talked so much to the other testees while I waited for my tester to give my results!&lt;br /&gt;And when he came, he said for a first timer I drive well and I've confidence when I drive.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH&lt;br /&gt;Short and sweet talk!&lt;br /&gt;So thankful!!!&lt;br /&gt;After that I saw my warm-up instructor and he asked if I passed, then he shook my hands! (:&lt;br /&gt;He asked how many points I got and when I said 8 he said "Wah so little! That's good!"&lt;br /&gt;hiak hiak!&lt;br /&gt;Then he saw my paper and saw my tester, he said that my tester's super fierce.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;But I said the tester's quite nice, and he said "If you do well, then of course he's nice! If you anyhow, he's damn fierce."&lt;br /&gt;YAY YAY :D&lt;br /&gt;So happy to receive praises~&lt;br /&gt;let me bask in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy, I called my sister and told her.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;But she was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Don't care lahzx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I gave myself a mini celebration by eating frolick and mos burger yakiniku.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHHA&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;What to do, nobody to celebrate with me );&lt;br /&gt;So happy with every bite I take into the yogurt and burger~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!!&lt;br /&gt;Don't have to spend money on driving lessons already!!&lt;br /&gt;$_$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4144328906401678989?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4144328906401678989'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6266621600771428431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6266621600771428431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/yawns.html' title='*Yawns*'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-963180251946601344</id><published>2011-11-28T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T17:02:55.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday Ben and I were at the cashier counter paying up...&lt;br /&gt;As usual, he kept bullying me while I tried to escape from him.&lt;br /&gt;We were laughing and then he pulled me back and kissed me on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;The cashier lady kept laughing at us and when she handed us our change, she smiled and said that we're very sweet together.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Eh, stop bullying me ah!&lt;br /&gt;(And everytime I tell him that, he'll say that actually I like being bullied)&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA idiot (actually yes lah, i like)&lt;br /&gt;Even his mum will scold him like "stop pushing her head!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-963180251946601344?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/963180251946601344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/963180251946601344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/yesterday-ben-and-i-were-at-cashier.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8463092387831318077</id><published>2011-11-16T23:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:32:40.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY XMAS!!!!!......</title><content type='html'>Alright, apparently nobody reads this...&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, I shall blog like I've got 100k readers per day.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;:$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Christmas is nearing!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's favourite season!&lt;br /&gt;Should be right!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this year my brother and I put the Christmas Tree up!&lt;br /&gt;And it's such a pretty sight (:&lt;br /&gt;He was reluctant to help me at first, giving me excuses like "Christmas is still far away!"&lt;br /&gt;Then when does he intend to set it up?!?&lt;br /&gt;23rd December?!&lt;br /&gt;Crazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway in the end he got down to it, holding on to the tail of lights while I go round the tree with the lights.&lt;br /&gt;Then he got lazy in putting the decorations because he din't want to walk round the tree.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway in the end the tree was finally decorated (very prettily) and I'm so proud of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;When we first took out the tree we were so shocked that the tree isn't as tall as it seemed when we were much younger.&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, how we have grown.&lt;br /&gt;We havent set the tree up for about 2-3 years? (because of some shit man)&lt;br /&gt;But anyway this year I decided we should set it up again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/380396_10150370560177773_563657772_8247041_888381314_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/380396_10150370560177773_563657772_8247041_888381314_n.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUh5K3Umb-E/TsPY4iXZ5vI/AAAAAAAADGE/kyhPL7pPKi0/s1600/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUh5K3Umb-E/TsPY4iXZ5vI/AAAAAAAADGE/kyhPL7pPKi0/s640/photo+%25281%2529.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381636_10150459613734134_776394133_10240416_1555972194_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/381636_10150459613734134_776394133_10240416_1555972194_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Credits for this pic: My sis&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Getting excited for Christmas yet?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I am (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Cos I can't wait to spend it with my loved ones (:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I intend to make a log cake this year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8463092387831318077?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8463092387831318077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8463092387831318077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/merry-xmas.html' title='MERRY XMAS!!!!!......'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VUh5K3Umb-E/TsPY4iXZ5vI/AAAAAAAADGE/kyhPL7pPKi0/s72-c/photo+%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6361322730029512122</id><published>2011-11-14T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:41:31.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is possible.</title><content type='html'>I like to think back whenever you're away from me...&lt;br /&gt;all that we are and all that we do when we're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're always so great together, having so much fun and love.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I think that I can't possibly love you more since I already love you so....you just prove me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;We proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I used to be scared that we won't even last two months?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;And I guess you're the only one ever who would find my retardness cute and think that I get cuter and cuter every time :$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I miss you everyday you're apart from me.&lt;br /&gt;This is not an emo/sad post....but this is a happy, blissful post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6361322730029512122?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6361322730029512122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6361322730029512122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/it-is-possible.html' title='It is possible.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3022971683140451144</id><published>2011-11-14T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T02:07:38.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello to people who are reading my blog );&lt;br /&gt;(If anybody's even reading ); )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel like I'm blogging to myself.&lt;br /&gt;(which I don't mind actually because it's like my diary)&lt;br /&gt;My formspring's so quiet...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHAH&lt;br /&gt;yes, I'm craving for attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lughpeCh9i1qdi18ao1_250.gif" style="width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lughpeCh9i1qdi18ao2_250.gif" style="width: 245px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go go, ask me something on formspring k!&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3022971683140451144?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3022971683140451144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3022971683140451144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/hello-to-people-who-are-reading-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7955006523494393748</id><published>2011-11-14T01:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T01:32:44.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As &amp;nbsp;I was saying on twitter....&lt;br /&gt;I was watching Conan the Barbarian with Ben just now.&lt;br /&gt;And when I saw&amp;nbsp;(grown-up)&amp;nbsp;Conan I fell in love with him!&lt;br /&gt;That sexy body of his, his beastly form and his voice....and let's not forget that face (;&lt;br /&gt;But I realised he looked&amp;nbsp;like (my love,) Khal Drogo from Game of Thrones.&lt;br /&gt;AND OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;HE REALLY IS!! (after I googled)&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop gushing over him whilst I watched the show!&lt;br /&gt;My goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt like that over a virtual person in like...many months now?!&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's like the fangirling feel.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I want to be a fangirl for him all over again.&lt;br /&gt;I loved him when he acted in Game of Thrones, as the Khal Drogo of Dothraki.&lt;br /&gt;And now this!&lt;br /&gt;*heart melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looks so good in the roles he play in.&lt;br /&gt;He's forever acting as Barbarian ah.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;TAKE ME, TAKE ME WITH YOU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28sskrfovDI/Tf5JPlJm6tI/AAAAAAAAARk/zNz7_cdw6_E/s1600/khaldrogo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28sskrfovDI/Tf5JPlJm6tI/AAAAAAAAARk/zNz7_cdw6_E/s320/khaldrogo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Khal Drogo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ology.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/post-image/conan-momoa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="284" src="http://ology.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/post-image/conan-momoa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Conan the Barbarian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGzWbiQD0Go/TkzNQ0vo_EI/AAAAAAAAA00/9SgOySyGs9k/s1600/Burly%252Bmodel%252BJason%252BMomoa%252Bjust%252Bcast%252BConan%252BBarbarian%252BPGuHIyTMNh-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NGzWbiQD0Go/TkzNQ0vo_EI/AAAAAAAAA00/9SgOySyGs9k/s320/Burly%252Bmodel%252BJason%252BMomoa%252Bjust%252Bcast%252BConan%252BBarbarian%252BPGuHIyTMNh-l.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://yoy50.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/jason-momoa-conan-madrid1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://yoy50.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/jason-momoa-conan-madrid1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;BRING ME WITH YOU, YOU SEXY BARBARIAN!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I don't mind living a barbaric life!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've activated my fangirling cells in my body for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I like my man beastly and hairy (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;(and of course, sexy as well)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhhh enough fangirling!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Baby boy go train and get a body like his kk!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I love you!! HAHAHA&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7955006523494393748?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7955006523494393748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7955006523494393748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/as-was-saying-on-twitter.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-28sskrfovDI/Tf5JPlJm6tI/AAAAAAAAARk/zNz7_cdw6_E/s72-c/khaldrogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-9077169909093000053</id><published>2011-11-11T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:28:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sideways</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fpKncoeF3g?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3fpKncoeF3g?version=3&amp;amp;feature=player_detailpage" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="640" height="360"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never get sick of this song.&lt;br /&gt;I love the electric guitar.&lt;br /&gt;It's so damn sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-9077169909093000053?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9077169909093000053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9077169909093000053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/sideways.html' title='Sideways'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-895700191232748599</id><published>2011-11-10T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T16:19:39.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Velvet Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>I haven't been baking for awhile since Ben was busy shifting house.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;So anyway today I baked Red Velvet cupcakes with cream cheese frosting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh it tastes really good!&lt;br /&gt;So much for being on a diet );&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr7Yx1sEymU/TruC-gNMGFI/AAAAAAAADFM/ZTrdC8qllz8/s1600/IMG_0022+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr7Yx1sEymU/TruC-gNMGFI/AAAAAAAADFM/ZTrdC8qllz8/s320/IMG_0022+copy.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s scroll over the pics for a non-foggy view)&lt;br /&gt;Mixing the stuff together.&lt;br /&gt;The colour comes out so beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;It's actually more red than pink irl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csf62UAOmDM/TruFRDj4cEI/AAAAAAAADFs/gzda22Skd_4/s1600/IMG_0011+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-csf62UAOmDM/TruFRDj4cEI/AAAAAAAADFs/gzda22Skd_4/s320/IMG_0011+copy.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w6BAl75DFUg/TruFvoxtS1I/AAAAAAAADF0/GWevS0dmgfg/s1600/IMG_0013+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gbtonl1WJHg/TruDnuFCyXI/AAAAAAAADFU/-QcL7JvliA8/s1600/IMG_0025+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gbtonl1WJHg/TruDnuFCyXI/AAAAAAAADFU/-QcL7JvliA8/s320/IMG_0025+copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Munching on my cupcake as I type this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Om nom nom!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like marrying myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When I get my own kitchen, I'll bake a lot of stuff!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-895700191232748599?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/895700191232748599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/895700191232748599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/red-velvet-cupcakes.html' title='Red Velvet Cupcakes'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vr7Yx1sEymU/TruC-gNMGFI/AAAAAAAADFM/ZTrdC8qllz8/s72-c/IMG_0022+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3104202406407056508</id><published>2011-11-08T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T01:32:15.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And....I've deblinged my Iphone 3G.&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Got a new phone now!!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a broke girl for the rest of the months!&lt;br /&gt;May God bless my wallet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3104202406407056508?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3104202406407056508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3104202406407056508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/11/and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5232539598895601145</id><published>2011-10-28T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T00:18:13.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For these thoughts here to leave me.</title><content type='html'>Such perfect weather accompanied by sensual jazz music playing softly,&lt;br /&gt;the whole world seems to be fast asleep and at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things lacking are that a glass of wine and a beautiful sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;I would fill my future home with such music and everyday would seem more...meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5232539598895601145?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5232539598895601145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5232539598895601145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/for-these-thoughts-here-to-leave-me.html' title='For these thoughts here to leave me.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8842040001209573588</id><published>2011-10-27T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T00:30:54.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullying.</title><content type='html'>Someone recently told me that his school mate was being bullied by other classmates.&lt;br /&gt;The girl went to the GO wanting to change class but when being questioned, she just said that she liked it better there and that she has friends there or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;But upon further questioning, (after 20 mins or so) the staff began to noticed that there was something wrong with her.&lt;br /&gt;She couldn't sit properly and her hands would start shaking at intervals.&lt;br /&gt;Then they realised what happened but she still refused to say that she was being bullied.&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, upon further investigation and questioning, the culprits admitted to their doings.&lt;br /&gt;The bullies always pulled the girl's chair away whenever she's about to sit and her falls had led to injury of her spine.&lt;br /&gt;She now can barely write properly because of her hands involuntarily shaking.&lt;br /&gt;The case is still being handled right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all human and nobody deserves any treatment like these.&lt;br /&gt;Even if anyone has done anything to upset you, or annoyed you....or just because the person's from another country or whatever....nobody deserves such acts.&lt;br /&gt;See, by committing such acts of bully it might have caused the girl her whole life and future.&lt;br /&gt;And it really disgusts me that these are kids who are from quite good schools, which means proper education and yet they can till do such stuff to others.&lt;br /&gt;Education has not really gotten into them I guess, and they should just stop their education because apparently it does not make them any wiser or smarter.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sad to know that these acts happen and that such people really exist.&lt;br /&gt;As in, I know they exist, these cruel and brainless people but to have it happen to people who are "close" to me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I heard another person telling me that in army some guys disliked this guy so they outcasted him.&lt;br /&gt;And when he's busy or stuff, he'd ask people to get food for him but the "friends" wouldn't get for him and in the end he has no food.&lt;br /&gt;And when there was 16km road march, the horrible people would put toothpaste in the guy's boots.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, to march 16km under normal circumstances is already so hard.&lt;br /&gt;They still have to make life more difficult for the guy??&lt;br /&gt;Plus they all pee-ed into a bucket and accumulated it for one week and poured it onto the guy.&lt;br /&gt;WTH!&lt;br /&gt;To go to such extent even??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, hearing such stuff makes me want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;It's really disgusting how people could be so cruel and emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;Don't they ever put themselves into others' shoes?&lt;br /&gt;To be outcasted is already such a horrible feeling and yet they have to make things worse by performing such unthinkable acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching videos, hearing stories...I really feel that I'm a lucky person.&lt;br /&gt;At least people I know respect each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe the next time you look at people from foreign countries (eg Bang**** who come to work in Singapore...and should you feel disgusted with them (just by being them and nothing was done to annoy you), please remember that they may come from families that are poor and they come here just to earn money to support their families?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8842040001209573588?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8842040001209573588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8842040001209573588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/bullying.html' title='Bullying.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6512108858823996302</id><published>2011-10-25T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:57:16.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photo Courtesy: icraveforcheesecake" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltgzx6IZ5A1qbpwzeo1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6512108858823996302?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6512108858823996302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6512108858823996302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/photo-courtesyicraveforcheesecake.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4326446663859318595</id><published>2011-10-13T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T23:09:53.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I tried everything, to make them see me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But all they see, is someone that's not me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even when I'm walking on a wire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even when I set myself on fire&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everyday I try to look my best&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Even though inside I'm such a mess&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why do I always feel invisible, invisible&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here inside, my quiet hell&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You cannot hear, my cries for help&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I tried everything, to make them see me&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But every one, sees what I can't be&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes when I'm aloneI pretend that I'm a queen&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It's almost believable.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Skylar Grey - Invisible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song....&lt;br /&gt;And I think it's very applicable to me because I always feel invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like literally, people keep hitting into me everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm so short that I become invisible.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, I wear heels to make them see me.&lt;br /&gt;But it's actually not the real me because I'm not exactly that tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't lame lah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway it's a really nice song (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4326446663859318595?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4326446663859318595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4326446663859318595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/invisible.html' title='Invisible.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-1653606761959242029</id><published>2011-10-12T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:58:33.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhh such a beautiful weather....&lt;br /&gt;I just want to walk down the streets, hand in hand, with someone I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#92384 reason why I want to visit Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I say someone I love, I din't say ben because he doesn't want to go Europe.&lt;br /&gt;Shall find someone I love to go with me, to Europe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-1653606761959242029?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1653606761959242029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1653606761959242029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/ahhhhh-such-beautiful-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7447234183917517924</id><published>2011-10-12T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:04:25.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My uterus.</title><content type='html'>Today, I'd like to dedicate this post to my uterus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is because my red riverflow always come either right before I leave the house or the moment I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm very thankful for that because I wouldn't be caught in any awkward or panicky situations outside.&lt;br /&gt;It's always a peaceful riverflow~&lt;br /&gt;My uterus is very well-trained...good uterus....good uterus...*pats*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it gives me a day warning before it starts flowing so that I'll be well-prepared and anticipate it's grand arrival at anytime of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start pre-cramping the day before and that's how I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love my uterus despite the physical and emotional pain [moodswings] it puts me through every month because my cramps aren't as bad as others.&lt;br /&gt;Although sometimes the cramps throw quite a tantrum especially when I'm outside, it only happens once every period.&lt;br /&gt;And from what I see on my twitter feed [as compared to others], my cramps are quite tamed.&lt;br /&gt;*pats my cramps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....thank you uterus for taking such good care of me.&lt;br /&gt;I love you and continue to be tame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7447234183917517924?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7447234183917517924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7447234183917517924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/my-uterus.html' title='My uterus.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7364574911816438088</id><published>2011-10-11T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T19:49:57.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="" class="image" height="181" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lsvq21WLio1qcresxo1_500.gif" width="500" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7364574911816438088?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7364574911816438088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7364574911816438088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_11.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8354247043196111165</id><published>2011-10-08T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T00:50:44.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picnic.</title><content type='html'>Ystd, we had our postponed picnic (:&lt;br /&gt;We dint really prepare food so we went to Plaza Sing to get our pizza and drinks first!&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed off to Marina Barrage!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been there before but ahhhh it's a nice place!&lt;br /&gt;The sun was so hot so we din't picnic in the sun but under shelter!&lt;br /&gt;But by the time we finished our food, the sun was hidden by clouds and it was getting more windy~&lt;br /&gt;The weather was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;So we headed out to fly our kite and we had much diffiiculties!&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia din't even try to fly the kite because it was so hard to get it to fly high!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Anw I ran for the most part of it and tried to get the kite flying!&lt;br /&gt;Plus I had like string burns ):&lt;br /&gt;I was panting and so tired!! Cos I ran like a dog!&lt;br /&gt;Aisyah was standing, reeling the line like a boss.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Then kind uncles who were looking at us tried to help us fly as well but in the end we came to the conclusion that it was too heavy to fly!&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301466_2292766031224_1011213907_32341138_210333279_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315672_10150319504502773_563657772_7974728_1711032172_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300407_10150319504162773_563657772_7974723_66997301_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310229_10150319508407773_563657772_7974766_1040270426_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294221_2292776391483_1011213907_32341181_367514007_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301513_2292772671390_1011213907_32341166_1013346537_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/302998_2292784951697_1011213907_32341215_1689709528_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/307856_10150319510562773_563657772_7974778_15421448_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such fun we had (:&lt;br /&gt;And we were blessed with good weather, hopefully this luck will be with us for every outdoor activity!&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I shall bring Ben for a picnic next time~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8354247043196111165?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8354247043196111165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8354247043196111165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/10/picnic.html' title='Picnic.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6093816382854057149</id><published>2011-09-30T01:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T01:37:22.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pu pu~</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up, and suddenly Ben was on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;As in like immediately after I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Usually I just feel lazy and tired to get up....&lt;br /&gt;But today I had this sudden I-miss-him-so-much feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I felt a little sad.&lt;br /&gt;It's weird you know, such feelings.&lt;br /&gt;So random and I remember the last time I got this feeling was when I broke up with someone and it's the kind of feeling you get the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's cause I dreamt of Ben? (Although I don't remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Ben ):&lt;br /&gt;Quarrels make a relationship stronger?&lt;br /&gt;It's like with each quarrel, I realise how much more Ben means to me?&lt;br /&gt;(Not that we quarreled the night before! but yeah, we sort of quarreled during the weekends. but it was settled on the same day also (: so no worries! )&lt;br /&gt;But I really should control my temper or emotions...I just let it run so wild everytime.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I get really stubborn and all, I just refuse to budge although I know I should and I want to.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just hate myself when I get angry, it's like I'm blinded with anger.&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm really glad to have Ben.&lt;br /&gt;He's so patient with me for so long....giving in and trying to make up while I just act like a brat.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I would break up with or just walk away from myself.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I shall try my best to change for the better!&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want my emotions to get in the way...I shall be more rational.&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, we seldom quarrel so lucky me also!&lt;br /&gt;And....the make-up hhll is awesome (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!&lt;br /&gt;Enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day we went to Prive Bakery &amp;amp; Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Had to settle my cravings for cakes and Ben being such a sweetie, searched for places for nice cakes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotosSnowboxCaption" class="spotlight" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296116_10150304669367773_563657772_7913407_739489076_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chocolate mousse with orangey filling. The orange taste balances the mousse, such that it's not so jelat. Quite nice actually! But it's a tad too sweet though! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299404_10150304669062773_563657772_7913404_988548066_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299404_10150304669062773_563657772_7913404_988548066_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hazelnut cake. the nicest of all we tried.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/314731_10150304669942773_563657772_7913411_1789254849_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tiramisu.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/308464_10150304670472773_563657772_7913413_796966805_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;And a nice cup of cappucino to go with the cakes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="fbPhotoImage img" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321111_10150304636477773_563657772_7913141_396949015_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A little wagon shop toy that I recently purchased at Taka.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304038_10150304637952773_563657772_7913146_1102901689_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;And how could I resist buying these cute minature cake sets?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/301615_10150304641222773_563657772_7913185_1794196702_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/310986_10150304645467773_563657772_7913241_1645063223_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298255_10150304646607773_563657772_7913260_1786188224_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298255_10150304646607773_563657772_7913260_1786188224_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; 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margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" class="fbPhotoImage" id="fbPhotoImage" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/296777_10150304649147773_563657772_7913277_2139045594_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;Would you like to join my tea party?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;Oh and I bought even more of these stuff today! And a set of mini wooden furniture which I intend to paint and sew cushions for!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;I wish I had a doll house! HAHAHA. I feel like making one actually. But ah, where do I put it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;Ahhhh, Ben's room! HAHAHA. He'll kill me when he comes home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;(Will post pics next time!) &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;Omg, I should go to sleep now!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;I've got tuition at 9.30 in the morning tmr and I'm so going to regret this!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;Urgh!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; clear: right; color: black; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;Anyway bye for now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6093816382854057149?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6093816382854057149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6093816382854057149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/09/pu-pu.html' title='Pu pu~'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6171350356408093220</id><published>2011-09-20T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T00:42:21.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tale as old as time.</title><content type='html'>So I've been watching a lot of older movies recently...&lt;br /&gt;like Jurassic Park, Lord of the Rings, Mr.Bean, Beauty and the Beast, Lion King...&lt;br /&gt;I intend to re-watch most of my Walt Disney movies.&lt;br /&gt;But you know, Beauty and the Beast is my favourite movie and story of all other fairy tales.&lt;br /&gt;That's cause I love Beast and wild things alike.&lt;br /&gt;Wild, beastly men always interests me. (eg. Khal Drogo from Game of Thrones. It's love at first sight for me!)&lt;br /&gt;heh heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really happy these days because I get to spend more days and nights with Ben.&lt;br /&gt;He has moved into his new home and his room is quite cosy but we'll need to decorate the walls though.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we no longer have to always be out and running because we don't really have a house to chill in.&lt;br /&gt;Now we spend most of our time at home watching movies together!&lt;br /&gt;But we have our conflicts, he doesn't like to watch my Walt Disney movies or those films that I recommend. Neither am I as enthusiastic about the films he want to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Like earlier tonight when he called me, I told him that I watched Beauty and the Beast today (since he din't want to watch it with me the last weekend).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he said "Baby baby, this weekend we watch Lord of The Rings III?"&lt;br /&gt;Me : "Baby baby, we watch Aladdin this weekend?"&lt;br /&gt;He: "Baby baby, we watch LOTR 1? or 3?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Baby baby, or we watch Little Mermaid?"&lt;br /&gt;and this conversation went for quite awhile!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;we kept trying to ignore each other's question by acting all cute and ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;We just kept asking our own questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He: "Why are you ignoring my questions?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Baby baby, let's watch Aladdin!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;and then I proceeded to bring out the static-then-bad-reception nonsense and he started pulling the snoring trick.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;But it was so funny we couldn't stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I think we're cute together, heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I've been playing Sims on FB and I helped Ben create one too so that his Sim and my Sim can be tgth.&lt;br /&gt;yesssss, I'm stupid just like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think I've put on weight!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ben booking out more = eating more.&lt;br /&gt;So much late night snacks and supper.&lt;br /&gt;Plus bubble tea at least twice a day whenever he is out.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;I heard from Bel that her bf went for an op and then he could only drink milk.&lt;br /&gt;He drank milk for a week for 3 meals and he lost 5 kg.&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;I got to try it.&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that I have the determination to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tuition early in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;*yawns*&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall post pics of a special guest soon and some foodie (dessert) adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6171350356408093220?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6171350356408093220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6171350356408093220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/09/tale-as-old-as-time.html' title='Tale as old as time.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4333923518501492327</id><published>2011-09-16T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T12:53:41.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Tumblr_lq3xrzjpcz1qb8ikqo1_500_large" class="img" id="main_image" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/13545575/tumblr_lq3xrzjpcZ1qb8ikqo1_500_large.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4333923518501492327?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4333923518501492327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4333923518501492327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/09/tumblrlq3xrzjpcz1qb8ikqo1500large.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3464373862515047397</id><published>2011-09-15T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:39:44.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a feeling I can't explain.</title><content type='html'>In future, my house must have a full glass window that enables be to see pretty views of the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, everytime I see city lights, skyline, night skies and etc. my heart feels warm and fuzzy inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like I just want to cuddle in a corner and just stare right outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house being so peaceful, and the city lights so calming...it's a feeling I can't really explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could stay there forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really understand why people sleep during the plane take offs or landing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's such a pretty sight to see the city from so high above and I'm always in awe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a pity they fail to appreciate.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the main reason why I want to live overseas is because I want to see views like this.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img alt="IT'S LIKE REALITY" class="entry_thumbnail" height="200" src="http://data.whicdn.com/images/9200481/tumblr_lk9sslidJo1qer8hao1_500_thumb.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I don't have to be in a building to see such sights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can just climb up to somewhere (most prob not climb, drive lah) and just sit there and stare at the lights and the view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Singapore, the only way is to be in a high rise building to see such sights. (e.g from MBS, etc)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we've got to pay and pay to get in to see Singapore's skyline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really like the feeling I get everytime I see pictures of such sights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I want to live in a cottage, and have a vast patch of grass in front of my house.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the sky would look so vast and beautiful at night...and yes, I could sit outside and watch the sky.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Please don't talk to me about insects or stuff. Don't make me hit you)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does anybody understand how I feel or what I'm talking about at all?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like peaceful stuff I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at least Ben's room now let's me see the pretty sky with the extremely fluffy clouds.&lt;br /&gt;I always tell him that those clouds look so tempting, like marshmallows and I would like to bounce on them.&lt;br /&gt;(and yes, he'll just tell me to jump out to bounce on them. ZZZ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3464373862515047397?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3464373862515047397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3464373862515047397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-can.html' title='It&apos;s a feeling I can&apos;t explain.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-473010023714058443</id><published>2011-09-15T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:39:24.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really enjoyed the trip and the one week break with my baby boy (: &lt;div&gt;It was a very fast week though ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm already missing the time spent with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how many years later do I have to wait for another time like this....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-473010023714058443?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/473010023714058443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/473010023714058443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-really-enjoyed-trip-and-one-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3808973826987760502</id><published>2011-09-01T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T00:29:41.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!</title><content type='html'>Want to know how I motivate myself to the day that Ben's coming home?&lt;div&gt;Everyday at some point, I'll be thinking to myself something like...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Today's a Thursday! YAY! tmr's a Friday! then YAY! Saturday! and then Sunday! and then YAY! Monday!!! And YAY!!!! Tuesday!!! Ben comes back from Thailand!!!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really, no joke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remembered chanting this to Mich the other and he said "Still got so many days!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My thoughts through the week (applies to days when ben is in camp) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday: Damn...it's only the start of a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday: YAY! At least Monday's over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wed: YAY! Midweek!! It means weekends will be halfway here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thurs: (I'll be happy that it's the 2nd half of a week) (but this day usually is a bore) TMR'S FRIDAY!!! It's almost weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fri: YAY!!! FRIDAY'S HERE!! tolerate for one more day!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday: OMG!! BEN BOOKS OUT!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday: Huhhhhh ): Ben must go back in already ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*repeat this cycle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(If you realised, I kind of use YAY! as my motivation. but all these goes on in my head. Unless, I occasionally chant it to my brother and sister when I'm excited) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3808973826987760502?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3808973826987760502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3808973826987760502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/09/yay.html' title='YAY!'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5405748471023768899</id><published>2011-08-30T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T00:10:16.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something you might not know?</title><content type='html'>One of the many reasons I'm excited to go on a holiday trip is cos....I get to sit on a plane....and it means I get to take pictures of clouds! &lt;div&gt;I really love clouds!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clouds, sky, stars!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love such stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah, so exciting! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to charge my cameras like hell! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5405748471023768899?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5405748471023768899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5405748471023768899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-you-might-not-know.html' title='Something you might not know?'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4640670372909950161</id><published>2011-08-30T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T01:46:11.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 more days.</title><content type='html'>I miss Ben so much.&lt;div&gt;I want to write what I miss about him but I think people reading this might want to just puke, spasm and die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yes, I miss him so much ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope this week flies by so quickly or I sink into a 7 day coma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4640670372909950161?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4640670372909950161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4640670372909950161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/8-more-days.html' title='8 more days.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4585987070385846175</id><published>2011-08-28T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:38:26.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My werewolf.</title><content type='html'>I am so tempted to put Joe Manganiello's gif here but my blog might look like a porn blog soon.&lt;div&gt;HAHAAHAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But omg....he is so hot!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahhhhh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't care! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://28.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqc1710UaN1qdhniro4_400.gif" style="                                         width:400px;                 " alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohhhh yes baby, come to bed with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4585987070385846175?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4585987070385846175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4585987070385846175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-werewolf.html' title='My werewolf.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3533504068179770033</id><published>2011-08-26T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T21:30:43.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh oh and this afternoon the postman rang my bell and I ran for the door!&lt;div&gt;HEH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really excited whenever I receive parcels! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Although I bought the stuff myself...but still!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here's my new wallet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh can't see the prints well here! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3T9g6noeD0/TleeKyoZytI/AAAAAAAADEY/fAgo4G6K5eM/s1600/Picture0004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3T9g6noeD0/TleeKyoZytI/AAAAAAAADEY/fAgo4G6K5eM/s400/Picture0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645154566159321810" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmMo6Gb8AbE/TleeKa3d1QI/AAAAAAAADEI/SlswFM1Qsrg/s1600/Picture0002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jmMo6Gb8AbE/TleeKa3d1QI/AAAAAAAADEI/SlswFM1Qsrg/s400/Picture0002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645154559780050178" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my new bag which looks weird cos it isn't stuffed with stuff yet! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh but it's nice!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Excited to use it!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO OUT NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8gTl0LouwQ/TleeLKmRhWI/AAAAAAAADEg/9UNJgjaFtgo/s1600/Picture0005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-B8gTl0LouwQ/TleeLKmRhWI/AAAAAAAADEg/9UNJgjaFtgo/s400/Picture0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645154572592842082" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All ready for school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a studious geek shot:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--uqHhqA3zi8/TleeLZMvTpI/AAAAAAAADEo/leg03fnPUUg/s400/Picture0007.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645154576512274066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye peeps!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week's almost over and another week more to go!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3533504068179770033?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3533504068179770033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3533504068179770033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-oh-and-this-afternoon-postman-rang.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--3T9g6noeD0/TleeKyoZytI/AAAAAAAADEY/fAgo4G6K5eM/s72-c/Picture0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6915725846853003605</id><published>2011-08-26T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T21:21:58.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I PASSED!!</title><content type='html'>OMGG!!!!! &lt;div&gt;EVERYBODY!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I PASSED MY MATHS AND ECONS TEST!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DON'T HAVE TO STUDY FOR 3 YEARS!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really scared before I saw my results... and when I finally dare to click on my results... I cried! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;COS I PASSED MATHS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, if you know me...I'm really bad at maths and maths really a subject that makes me sucidal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I havent passed it in secondary sch and I don't take A Math because I can't) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yes!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I PASSED!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH THANK GOD!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus that day of exam I was in a really bad state because of my high fever and constant vomitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg, God really takes care of me ); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sniffs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so thankful!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so happy!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can now enjoy my upcoming BKK trip even better!!&lt;br /&gt;(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH, I JUST WANT TO LIKE SCREAM AT BEN HOW HAPPY I AM AND HUG HIM AND KISS HIM!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6915725846853003605?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6915725846853003605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6915725846853003605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-passed.html' title='I PASSED!!'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7187693832369242490</id><published>2011-08-26T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:45:00.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbcdmolsp1qztkws.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbce5GlR71qztkws.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbceoMYOj1qztkws.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbceoMYOj1qztkws.gif" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbcf8CdPh1qztkws.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbcfsD4Os1qztkws.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqbcgiu2lU1qztkws.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH GOD OH GOD!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sookie's so damn lucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7187693832369242490?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7187693832369242490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7187693832369242490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-god-oh-god-sookies-so-damn-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3971083332123986343</id><published>2011-08-26T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T15:33:00.102+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG MARRY ME ALEXANDER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqb6y8OijX1qa2ovmo1_r1_250.gif" style="                                         width:245px;                 " alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqb6y8OijX1qa2ovmo2_r1_250.gif" style="                                         width:245px;                 " alt="" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqb6y8OijX1qa2ovmo3_250.gif" style="                                         width:245px;                 " alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lqb6y8OijX1qa2ovmo4_250.gif" style="                                         width:245px;                 " alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3971083332123986343?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3971083332123986343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3971083332123986343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/omg-marry-me-alexander.html' title='OMG MARRY ME ALEXANDER!'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5025330029509177373</id><published>2011-08-23T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T22:53:45.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated posts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Aug 13 (Sat) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Ben's birthday celebration night! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As in that's what I planned for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Central Clarke Quay for Ma Maison actually, but we ended up at MFM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/226049_10150261288942773_563657772_7601991_5331726_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My handmade card for Ben &amp;amp; his present!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love to make stuff!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and I got him to guess his present, he guessed: book, weighing scale, singlet....ZZZZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/295636_10150261285157773_563657772_7601945_963161_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/291940_10150261287357773_563657772_7601969_1110675_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute lil boy reading my card, and burying his face in it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294279_10150261289697773_563657772_7602001_4455902_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Struggling to open the present....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293964_10150261289922773_563657772_7602004_2905472_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and tada!! P AS P! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something that the boiboi wanted! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now boiboi can eberydae play in camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leticia happi and make milo for boiboi when he come home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/205863_10150261290502773_563657772_7602012_7728287_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/293969_10150261290162773_563657772_7602008_7352120_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What he had! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The garlic butter rice is really awesome!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omgzxzx!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate so much of the rice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/184052_10150261267172773_563657772_7601737_3435740_n.jpg" width="720" height="480" id="myphoto" labeledby="photocaption" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we went to Yello Jello to meet the guys! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/294163_10150261269537773_563657772_7601775_2245548_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go to Beer Market though but it's full, and loud and the beer was quite expensive! &lt;div&gt;At the end of the night, Ben dabaoed Hooters wings home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So sinful, that night we ate so many wings!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;19 Aug (FRI)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I get to eat at Ma Maison Bugis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But actually, I really prefer the Central branch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Won't visit the Bugis branch anymore I think!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315508_10150266831522773_563657772_7649463_4888813_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304441_10150266832307773_563657772_7649467_637041_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/292024_10150266833352773_563657772_7649474_7883172_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/312484_10150266832802773_563657772_7649470_5502756_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben had the Burger set (and I forgot to tell him and upsize!!) It comes with soup, salad,bread/rice and a drink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298539_10150266834247773_563657772_7649478_5444383_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway the portions have really shrunk since the last time I ate there (quite awhile ago) (Or maybe it's just Central serves a slightly larger portion of soup and salad.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/321443_10150266836352773_563657772_7649514_266586_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beef straganov is still my favourite!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always eat it whenever I go there! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YUM YUM!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want more!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/317784_10150266836802773_563657772_7649521_2900289_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/298436_10150266837237773_563657772_7649529_5410759_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;Ben's burger, and he ate it with rice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He likes it cos it's very meaty (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really nice! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah....should have upsized for him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't very filling for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/311642_10150266837742773_563657772_7649538_4737820_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy us! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296474_10150266839977773_563657772_7649570_4599471_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321341_10150266839477773_563657772_7649569_2801964_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Really loved the cottagey setting of Ma Maison! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My house must be like this in the future!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,  I really love cottages! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or cute lil shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why I always tell Ben my house must look like a cottage! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I think Ben hates me now, cos I keep talking about my future house and future everything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(but eh, cannot blame me right. Girls love to think about such stuff. RIGHT RIGHT?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(SOMEBODY BACK ME UP!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway...after our meal which we thought we wont be full cos of the small portions...we were surprisingly (a lil) full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that we went to town, but we were quite bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we suddenly thought of ben's mum talking about a furniture shop at Ion called "Proof Living" because she always ask us to check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT OMG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both were just at the entrance and we were so intimidated by it cos of how expensive the place looked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And god, you should just have looked at the prices of the furnitures!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO EXPENSIVE! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, we were brave kids and walked around the shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's quite a lot of cute stuff (to me), not really cute as in cute cute but cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if ykwim!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we met the rest of the boys + gfs at Central again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We wanted to go to Beer Market but it was full at like 8pm! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can you believe it?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CRAZY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we settled for yello jello again in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309776_10150266814442773_563657772_7649309_1716877_n.jpg" width="720" height="480" id="myphoto" labeledby="photocaption" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Seb they all were so cute, he planned a small surprise for Ben. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He asked me to bring Ben to the toilet while he go set up the cake stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to pretend I din't know where the toilet is and made ben accompany me when it's actually quite obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when I went in, ben said "Later you know how to go back right?" (which actually is really simple cos the toilet is only a few tables away)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but I said "Nooooo! Wait for me!" like a stupid gf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So when we were done...&lt;img src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315486_10150266816837773_563657772_7649345_3725775_n.jpg" id="myphoto" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tada! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay and the night ended with us going to hooters for wings again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*snorts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben and I have this craving for wings recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It means we're going to keep craving for it and keep eating it until we get sick of it and never eat it until 93743 years later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we're crazy when we ate in a certain food phase because we can eat the same food daily and maybe more than once a day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This can go on for weeks!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It happened with many food....eg. Ba Chor Mee (the craving is currently back), Bak Kut Teh, KOI macchiato, Frolick (we eat this almost twice daily) and many others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I think we're in the wings phase now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, I think this have been a really long post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm gg to continue for a little more....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been watching FRIENDS lately! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finish a season almost every 1 1/2 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This shows how life-less I am and how glued to the computer I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I've been trying to pack my days with tuition and nights with something so that time passes faster and I'll think of Ben less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then in no time...YAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben will be back (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime he goes for exercise I get really sad ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never fail to cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA I am such an embarrassment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish I knew how to control my tears ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I miss him a lot but I keep re-reading the letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am such a clingy gf. Yes? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care, I deserve to be since I seldom see him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKAY? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*defensive* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, back to friends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tmr's wednesday already!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5025330029509177373?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5025330029509177373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5025330029509177373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/belated-posts.html' title='Belated posts.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7564187342196385555</id><published>2011-08-23T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T01:41:04.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is why I love letters! &lt;div&gt;There's a personal touch to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I get to hold them and read it over and over again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not weird, am I? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;o.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But anyway it's only been a day and I miss Ben already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The minutes CRAWL by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days got stucked in traffic jam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;URGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://restaurants.uptake.com/blog/files/2009/11/waffleicecream.JPG" id="il_fi" height="375" width="500" style="padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 8px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(pic from google) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and omg. I'm craving WAFFLES WITH ICE CREAM! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ever since I ate it together with ben on sat....omggg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had ours at Daily Scoop @ HV! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's really good and relatively cheap! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, and after that we had a walk along the rows of houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben wanted to show me a very pretty house but he couldn't find it at first so we walked around the many houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really liked that walk, heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were just holding hands and talking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, it was at night and it feels so peaceful and nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh god, I love such stuff! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm happy (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7564187342196385555?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7564187342196385555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7564187342196385555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-is-why-i-love-letters-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-1527129755306630119</id><published>2011-08-21T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T23:10:39.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most accurate reading so far? &lt;div&gt;HAHAHAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like to read about horoscopes okay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(I secretly spy on Ben's one also) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE'S MINE! (Bold is how i so agree with it) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(23, 23, 23); font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;THE Zodiacal Sign of Pisces commences on February 20th, but for seven days, it does not come into its full power until about February 27th. From this date onwards it is in full strength until March 20th, and it is then for seven days gradually losing its strength on account of becoming overlapped by the "cusp" of the incoming sign Aries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gentle sign cannot hurt your directly, it is their weaknesses that can scramble your brains.  The majority of Pisces people are kind and gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young Pisces are adventurous, ambitious, impulsive, enthusiastic and full of energy. The Pisces are pioneers both in thought and action, very open to new ideas and a lover of freedom. These people possess a curiously natural understanding, which they do not obtain from books or study. They easily acquire, or rather absorb, knowledge, especially of the history of countries, travel, research, and like subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Although by nature generous, yet they are usually over-anxious about money matters, and inclined to worry about what their future position in life may be. This state of mind is largely due to their dislike and dread of being dependent on others more than from any love of money. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They can easily be irritated by slowness or moderation in their companions &lt;/b&gt;and, though themselves sensitive, ride roughshod over the sensitivities of others. These qualities make them, however, much misunderstood, and they are often considered dose in money matters when in reality they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People born in this period often go back on their promises, especially on questions of money. They promise to give, on the impulse of the moment, but if they have time for reflection then the tear of future poverty forces them, as rule, to break their promise or give perhaps, only one hah of what they had stipulated. From that point of view people born in this period should try to exercise an iron self-control, to discipline the qualities and tendencies of their character to the advantage, not the detriment, of the society in which they move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;These people are also more mentally ambitious than otherwise. They may know their subject well in their mind, but they will hesitate and undervalue their own individuality if they find they have to put it to a test in any public manner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They are inclined to brood and become melancholy, or to imagine all the world is against them &lt;/b&gt;and that they are being made martyrs of. Depression gets them. Because they see life as a mystical whole, &lt;b&gt;they take it as a sign that they're bad people when things go wrong. &lt;/b&gt;No other zodiac sign plans the evening on the basis of a reading from a fortune cookie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many artists, musicians and literary people are born m this period, but they must receive great encouragement ever to make the best of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These people are very devoted to their friends or to any cause they take up, provided they feel they are trusted or looked up to. They are generally successful in all positions of responsibility, bat at the same time they are not inclined to push themselves forward, and usually wait to be asked before giving their opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The strongest and weakest characters are found in this sign. Some are inclined to gratify their innate sense of luxury and self-indulgence and, if this side of the nature is the one that controls, they are likely to be too easy-going, to be too receptive to their surroundings, to become influenced by false friends, to give way to fraudulent schemes and in some cases are inclined to become addicted to drugs or drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, however, persons born in this part of the year find some purpose worth living for, they rise to the emergency as no others can. These are the people that one meets sometimes in Life who surprise their friends by their sudden change of character. Pisceans are shy.  Other people think they are mysterious, or just confused, but a Pisces can sort out other people's troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All people who were born in this sign are &lt;b&gt;highly emotiona&lt;/b&gt;l. If they belong to the weak side of it, they are easily influenced by the people with whom they are thrown into contact, but if they belong to the stronger side, their emotional nature can lift them up to any height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In business matters they are really good in dealing with shipping and trade with foreign countries. Sea captains, sailors of all kinds, also travelers, are often born under this sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such people have a curiously mystical side to their nature as well as the practical. They are often classed as superstitious, the occult in all its forms appealing to them in one way or another. They love to search out or investigate the unknown, the philosophical, or the mysterious. If people born in this sign overcame their sensitiveness and developed their will-power, there is no position in life they could not attain. It is important to remember that there is still the little devil in them, which means that at times they would attain their goals more easily by gently giving in without resistance to the demands of a given social situation, rather than getting their ambitious entangled in something larger and more powerful than they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will lie to save your feelings, or just to&lt;b&gt; stake out a little privacy for themselves. They don't like to be alone too much, just a little, to get the peace back. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-1527129755306630119?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1527129755306630119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1527129755306630119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/most-accurate-reading-so-far-hahahah-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8998670271423170261</id><published>2011-08-21T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T18:23:55.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper Aeroplane.</title><content type='html'>Ben wrote me a letter (: &lt;div&gt;He told me before he left for Thailand that he made me an aeroplane and placed it in my tampon box and asked me to go search for it when I get home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so cute! he surprised me (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(yeah,everybody don't wonder why it's in a tampon box! LOL! but so cute hor!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, omg ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss Ben already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's so sweet to write me a letter (ignore the fact tt I had to tell him that I want him to write me one) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I really liked reading what he wrote and his cute lil drawings (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so yeah, I kept re-reading it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And!! I just saw that he drew a heart shape on the wings of the plane ); &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Omg, I was smiling like a retard when I read it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh, 2 1/2 weeks of ben-less days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*snorts* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least we can look forward to right after the 2 weeks because he'll have moved into his new house and we'll be going on a trip to BKK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, please pardon the influx of blog posts and tweets that I miss him so badly! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8998670271423170261?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8998670271423170261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8998670271423170261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/paper-aeroplane.html' title='Paper Aeroplane.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-610297153335162957</id><published>2011-08-18T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T21:22:47.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lq0hkwf2ms1qbpwzeo1_500.jpg" class="image" alt="" width="480" height="360" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-610297153335162957?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/610297153335162957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/610297153335162957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3094354293050131008</id><published>2011-08-16T12:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:05:58.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM KIND AND GENTLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3 style="color: rgb(153, 153, 102); "&gt;Kind and Gentle&lt;/h3&gt;Your kindness is your charm - you are also gentle and sweet. Everybody likes to be around people with your personality. Like a psychologist, people like to talk to you to discuss their problems because you are proper and discrete, as well as confident. You look mature and people respect you. People with this kind of character are few and far between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;HELLO EVERYBODY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;I AM KIND AND GENTLE, PEOPLE W MY CHARACTER ARE FEW AND FAR BETWEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;HIAK HIAK HIAK! &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/15823639-3094354293050131008?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3094354293050131008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3094354293050131008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-am-kind-and-gentle.html' title='I AM KIND AND GENTLE.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6619835042201353393</id><published>2011-08-16T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:58:52.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Love test: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the analysis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;ol style="margin-left: 35px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 3px; "&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;When it comes to love, you fall in love very quickly and easily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You give 75% to your relationship and expect to receive 25% in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;If there is a problem in your relationship, you are able to confront it in an optimistic way and full of hope. You want to work it out right away, all by yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You need lots of reassurance in your relationship. You'd like to see your loved one every day, if possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;You accept your loved one the way they are. You don't expect him or her to change for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;When you love someone, you don't tend to stay in love for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly always has quizzes, i found this from her lj.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw most of it is true except no.2 and 3 and 6? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I give in 75%, I expect equal or more in return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What for give when you don't get any love in return?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I get what I deserve, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. 3 part correct? I want to work it out all by myself, my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which is to run away~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, you get try it yourself here: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test1.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test1.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personality test: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;[And yes, I believe I am a true romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Who doesn't love romance?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;okay fine, i know of people who don't like them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;They're practical and see me as impractical ):]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt; [Of course I wouldn't want to waste time! can't stand being w someone i wouldn't like also right? I wouldn't be putting in effort if i get tgth w someone I don't like]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span&gt;[Hmm...but most ppl afraid of things that they can't control? but anw this applies to me, i'm always angry because it's better than feeling sad.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx"&gt;http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6619835042201353393?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6619835042201353393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6619835042201353393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/quizzes.html' title='Quizzes.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-1144195676904835671</id><published>2011-08-13T14:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T14:18:42.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lpg15jRS8x1qjm1zlo1_500.jpg" class="image" alt="" width="436" height="700" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-1144195676904835671?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1144195676904835671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/1144195676904835671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3265034911929981984</id><published>2011-08-07T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:09:29.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future home.</title><content type='html'>So Ben and I have been looking at a lot of home-deco magazines (because he's shifting house). &lt;div&gt;And it makes me fantasize about our future home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we saw a house with an attic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I said that I'd turn my attic (if we have one) into such a cosy place...like a place with a hammock, those special egg chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good place to read (and to use computer. HAHAH)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben said "I'll turn my attic into a gym" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess we'll be having 2 attics in future! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben says we should just have 2 houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah true, our ideas clash!! And I refuse to give in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHY WOULD I WANT TO TURN A BEAUTIFUL ATTIC INTO A GYM?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already told Ben we might need to sleep in seperate rooms because he doesn't agree with my concept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a princess bed with those curtains thing hanging by the bed type, a hammock, those basket-egg chairs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and my kitchen will be very English homes/cottagey, and part of the kitchen wall will be like a black board (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then I also told Ben I want a grand piano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I dont know how to play but it looks nice~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But of course, Ben disagrees with 99% of my ideas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess we'll be sleeping in different bed rooms! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't care!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben says his room will have a sofa, so that I can sleep on it when we quarrel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I can't wait to have my (our) own home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Although our ideas clash, but it's okay. we can have a home with 2 master rooms and 2 attics!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(oh, or we could seperate our room into 2! we can sleep tgth but half of the room is my concept, the other half is yours. HAHAHA) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben likes to bully me most of the times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once, his mum said "Don't bully her." HAHAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And we laughed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But he whispered to me "But she doesn't know that you like to be bullied" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that, is true. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since sec sch also, my friends like to bully me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(of course, not real bully lah! not like kena punch or smth it's the type of love-bully. HAHAHA) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, today we went to the library because I wanted to borrow some books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you smth sweet Ben said to me today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He found my favourite author, Dean koontz's books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was surprised, I asked "How did you know?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he whispered to me "I've got sharp eyes and that's how I found my sweet lil baby" and then he hugged me from the back and kissed my ear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(okay everybody please puke now!!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he was mocking my ex-es this afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's always so sarcastic and he likes to randomly mock them from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He'll always say "your favourite (Inserts name)", "that type your favourite right? like (inserts name) right?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA so cute when he does that (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I wanted to mock his "ex-es" also (not really ex since I'm his first gf, and he dint actually liked her) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and I forgot one of the girl's name but I know it started with G.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i kept guessing and he dint want to tell me her name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just when I thought he would tell me, he said, "Her name is Shermin. the G is silent" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAH WTH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then when he told me her name, I mocked him saying "your favourite (inserts name)" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but he said "I've got no favourite cause I've only got one baby"&lt;br /&gt;HEH HEH.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(okay everybody please puke from mushiness) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I WANT TO SAY CANNOT AH? *defensive* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I deserve to melt in sweet talk after a terrible night + day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up at 10 am to continue my puking ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After puking at least 10 times, of which 3 times is pure bile (eeeew, it sucks really to be puking on an empty stomach. But the colour is kinda nice though? It's yellow in colour!! I was kinda fascinated cos it was like paint and then it mixed together with my vomitted water like water colour. It's like how can I puke such a pretty and solid colour? Seriously!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw after running to the toilet many times and feeling like I want to die, I slept till 4pm today and felt so much better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben took care of me so well but he must have been really tired too so we slept together till 4pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up earlier than him feeling so hungry and I woke him up too but he was lazy and fell back to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in the room and I saw his bag opened with MAMEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I quickly walked over and sat by his bed while he slept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I opened the MAMEE and munched on it like a siao cha bor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt like a fat kid eating secretly or a starving kid and is stealing from somebody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben later on told me, "I heard plastic noises so i thought you took a new plastic bag to puke in. But when I heard the sound of you opening a plastic bag of smth and munching, I knew you were eating MAMEE. I was thinking baby girl must be really hungry to find my bag for food" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeee!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, thank you baby boy for taking care of me the whole night and day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(okay end of another yet again, pure Ben post. heh heh) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3265034911929981984?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3265034911929981984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3265034911929981984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/future-home.html' title='Future home.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-9103202788638872368</id><published>2011-08-06T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T14:27:11.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I shall let time just slip away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really want to care anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't matter to anybody what I want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-9103202788638872368?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9103202788638872368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9103202788638872368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-shall-let-time-just-slip-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2068347950704175823</id><published>2011-08-05T23:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:07:49.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; 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title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4442709085271153752</id><published>2011-08-05T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:44:33.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Most of my emotions are triggered by my own thoughts. &lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4442709085271153752?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4442709085271153752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4442709085271153752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/most-of-my-emotions-are-triggered-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8338274184443858572</id><published>2011-08-05T22:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:36:37.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've never liked waiting.&lt;div&gt;Neither am I a patient person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've waited for months now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, it's starting to take a toll?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8338274184443858572?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8338274184443858572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8338274184443858572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-never-liked-waiting.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4355870926883413459</id><published>2011-08-05T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:32:23.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selfish.</title><content type='html'>Are you one who would want to spend time alone with somebody you love?&lt;div&gt;Nope I'm not talking about a few minutes, not a few hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How about days?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, just being selfish, wanting to have the other all to yourself for a day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But time's a luxury that not many people have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4355870926883413459?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4355870926883413459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4355870926883413459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/selfish.html' title='Selfish.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8793883481173746650</id><published>2011-08-05T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:25:40.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Does it matter? &lt;div&gt;Or does it not? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8793883481173746650?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8793883481173746650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8793883481173746650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/does-it-matter-or-does-it-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5160559878096092239</id><published>2011-08-05T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T20:21:48.557+08:00</updated><title 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Thus always the human condition faces a beautifully empty canvas. We possess only this moment in which to dedicate ourselves continuously to the sacred presence which we share and create.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="quote_corner" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; background-image: url(http://static.tumblr.com/8nzyuuq/FTOkzfiei/quote_ecke.png); background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; position: absolute; bottom: -20px; left: -1px; width: 20px; height: 20px; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; "&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="author" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 11px; padding-top: 10px; text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;FRANK HERBERT, &lt;em style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;CHILDREN OF DUNE&lt;/em&gt; (VIA &lt;a 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href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/future-remains-uncertain-and-so-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5987869156352140896</id><published>2011-08-04T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:34:30.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What happens if you get used to something?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I like to listen to music whenever I travel around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when my earpiece spoils and I don't buy a new one, I travel around without music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, I miss listening to music on the go a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel sad and weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after awhile, I get used to travelling without it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't miss it as much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does it mean that I like music less now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5987869156352140896?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5987869156352140896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5987869156352140896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/what-happens-if-you-get-used-to.html' title='What happens if you get used to something?'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7775441763949173854</id><published>2011-08-04T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:26:51.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7775441763949173854?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7775441763949173854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7775441763949173854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/mulling.html' title='Mulling.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-87824851432927262</id><published>2011-08-03T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T23:39:21.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to go on a holiday with you.&lt;div&gt;Just you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or together with your friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-87824851432927262?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But everytime I write them and give it, I'll think if the person actually appreciates it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me, I love to receive handwritten letters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always imagine that if I were to receive letters, how happy I'd be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought the same happiness I'd feel might apply to others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I realised, maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just can't apply how I want things and how I'd like things, onto others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-829957690267965311?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/829957690267965311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/829957690267965311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/08/reason-for-my-rebellion.html' title='Reason for my rebellion?'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5763176982649431619</id><published>2011-07-28T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:00:04.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maths was really bad, it was so tough.&lt;div&gt;I really pray hard that the lect is lenient in marking and is very generous in giving his marks to me ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really really hope I'll pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please! ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway my super high fever last night was about 39.5 deg cel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my brain was fried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway this morning I quickly visited the doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Din't get any better, I was puking and puking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in the bus otw to school, and I was like "omggggg. i need to close my eyes. keep the puke in. keep the puke in. you have no urge to puke,a few more stops to go, puke later." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I prepared myself plastic bags, but puking in the bus still would disgust ppl right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I managed to psycho myself all the way till I reach the school toilet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh ): &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It really sucks to be gagging and puking an empty stomach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever I eat just comes out from my mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friends were really caring ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asking me to drink more water, get well soon, take cold baths, give me sweets...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sniffs* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you ;( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my mum came over for dinner and she bought me liang teh and ban mian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helping me to separate half of the ban mian since I wont be able to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when I said the noodles were damn hard then she ask the maid to go cook again, make sure it's softer. then she asked the maid to add more water to the soup and put pepper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She kept worrying that it won't have taste and ask me to put kimchi inside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i told her no diff, got taste or no taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeeeee, mum's love is so.....nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing beats people caring for you when you're sick ;(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cry for almost everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime I'm sick, I'll surely cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When people take care of me, I'll also cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, like very touched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's why sometimes when Mum/The dad who used to be a dad/Ben asks if I'm okay, I cry not because I'm feeling unwell (not totally) but cos I just feel like crying when people care for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, yes....I'm a legendary cry baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway my fever's not as high as before but my throat still hurts a lot and so does my neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mouth is also hurting, the inner left cheek is like swollen or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I better pass the maths since I suffered so much to go for it and even brought plastic bags during the exam + sat in front so in case I need to vomit I can hurry go out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus, I better slim down from the super high fever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make me shiver like dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ZZZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5763176982649431619?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5763176982649431619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5763176982649431619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/maths-was-really-bad-it-was-so-tough.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7983907886045185070</id><published>2011-07-27T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T20:42:44.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My body's burning!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I feel like I'm going to freeze to death.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Times like these, I wish you were here to hug me and to take care of me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really hope I'll be super well for maths paper tmr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7983907886045185070?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7983907886045185070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7983907886045185070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-bodys-burning-but-i-feel-like-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-3279278471932388170</id><published>2011-07-27T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T15:28:35.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cravings go on a full-fledge rampage whenever I'm sick. &lt;div&gt;I feel like eating sushi, frozen yogurt, fish fillet, chocolates, orh luak, cakes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish they had delivery for everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-3279278471932388170?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3279278471932388170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/3279278471932388170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-cravings-go-on-full-fledge-rampage.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-7727193245813939860</id><published>2011-07-26T19:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:46:12.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple joy.</title><content type='html'>Econs paper is finally over!&lt;br /&gt;YAY! (:&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I'll pass!!!&lt;br /&gt;I shall leave the worrying to when I get my results.&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, I'll have to study hard for maths and make another miracle happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben booked out only on Sunday and had to book in the very same day.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;I was so stressed up over econs and all, and rushing to spend the day with ben din't help as well.&lt;br /&gt;But yay, we went for a leisure swim (:&lt;br /&gt;It's really nice to just soak in the water, I love such relaxing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;I remember being so excited because I finally am going to the pool.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was going on a holiday, really!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Simple stuff like this makes me happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at9dG7pXSpY/Ti6oXnkBQII/AAAAAAAADC8/oxckhAwwprE/s1600/IMG_2997.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at9dG7pXSpY/Ti6oXnkBQII/AAAAAAAADC8/oxckhAwwprE/s320/IMG_2997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633625307597586562" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(it's been a while since ben and i took a picture together!! yay!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_mUzm0z3Vc/Ti6oY6rK82I/AAAAAAAADDU/Fq0Y9NRapfw/s1600/copy%2B2%2B.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s_mUzm0z3Vc/Ti6oY6rK82I/AAAAAAAADDU/Fq0Y9NRapfw/s320/copy%2B2%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633625329907725154" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrETO2SRGbc/Ti6oYXg6o-I/AAAAAAAADDM/HQYmgteR9AI/s1600/IMG_3005.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CrETO2SRGbc/Ti6oYXg6o-I/AAAAAAAADDM/HQYmgteR9AI/s320/IMG_3005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633625320469472226" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_6my6LNyUY/Ti6oYFU5kGI/AAAAAAAADDE/h-008Luykcc/s1600/IMG_3007.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_6my6LNyUY/Ti6oYFU5kGI/AAAAAAAADDE/h-008Luykcc/s320/IMG_3007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633625315587231842" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHA. Selca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for thursday to be over and I get to spend the weekend properly with Ben.&lt;br /&gt;After this, everything will be good!&lt;br /&gt;Sort of... other than ben having to go for an overseas exercise again.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;2 and a half weeks.&lt;br /&gt;In the 2 1/2 weeks, I shall die lonely.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But after his exercise we get to go Thailand for our holiday!!&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-7727193245813939860?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7727193245813939860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/7727193245813939860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/simple-joy.html' title='Simple joy.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-at9dG7pXSpY/Ti6oXnkBQII/AAAAAAAADC8/oxckhAwwprE/s72-c/IMG_2997.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6586424124992647730</id><published>2011-07-25T17:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:26:50.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness.</title><content type='html'>"You want to know what happiness is? It’s waking up in the middle of the night for no reason, shifting under the blankets and feeling the heat of the person next to you. You turn around and see them in their most peaceful, innocent, and vulnerable state. They breathe as though the weight of the world lays on anyone’s shoulder but their own. You smile, kiss their face in the most gentle manner so as not to wake them. You turn back around and an involuntary grin forms on your own face. You feel an arm wrap around your waist, and you know it doesn’t get any better than this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's expectation.&lt;br /&gt;In reality, I kiss his face and he continues sleeping like a pig (maybe drooling as well).&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;But it's still happiness, heh (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6586424124992647730?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6586424124992647730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6586424124992647730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/you-want-to-know-what-happiness-is-its.html' title='Happiness.'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2403672795952247122</id><published>2011-07-25T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T00:24:42.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where did u read the horoscope thingy?:&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;erm, i forgot which particular website! but anw, google's everybody's best friend!! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://www.formspring.me/ilovefreefood?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2403672795952247122?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2403672795952247122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2403672795952247122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/where-did-u-read-horoscope-thingy.html' title='where did u read the horoscope thingy?:&amp;gt;'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-2543405858094715050</id><published>2011-07-22T02:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T02:21:19.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because of my desire for romance and excitement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-2543405858094715050?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2543405858094715050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/2543405858094715050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/because-of-my-desire-for-romance-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-9028480427907958794</id><published>2011-07-21T17:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:59:28.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Actually, I want to go overseas for studies. &lt;div&gt;Maybe I should talk to my dad.&lt;br /&gt;If, I have one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-9028480427907958794?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9028480427907958794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/9028480427907958794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/actually-i-want-to-go-overseas-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-4985511837151781419</id><published>2011-07-20T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T22:56:41.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things I want to do: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Wake up beside you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Eat our favourite bagels for breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Watch movies at home together with you (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Sit/lie by the poolside with you at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Sleep with you at night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And...repeat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-4985511837151781419?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4985511837151781419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/4985511837151781419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/things-i-want-to-do-with-you-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-8798078553480391709</id><published>2011-07-20T19:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:56:51.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander Skarsgard</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tEZ_GwU_W9M/S5LK_FSJFTI/AAAAAAAANpc/6pUsEIkPI-U/s400/alexander-skarsgard-latimes-millenium-man-06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tEZ_GwU_W9M/S5LK_FSJFTI/AAAAAAAANpc/6pUsEIkPI-U/s400/alexander-skarsgard-latimes-millenium-man-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i891.photobucket.com/albums/ac118/ROBsessedBlog2/ALEX/Photoshoots/Yves%20Bottalico/gi01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 467px; height: 700px;" src="http://i891.photobucket.com/albums/ac118/ROBsessedBlog2/ALEX/Photoshoots/Yves%20Bottalico/gi01.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i891.photobucket.com/albums/ac118/ROBsessedBlog2/ALEX/alexander-skarsgard02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 565px; height: 800px;" src="http://i891.photobucket.com/albums/ac118/ROBsessedBlog2/ALEX/alexander-skarsgard02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i891.photobucket.com/albums/ac118/ROBsessedBlog2/ALEX/Photoshoots/Yves%20Bottalico/gi02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 463px; height: 697px;" src="http://i891.photobucket.com/albums/ac118/ROBsessedBlog2/ALEX/Photoshoots/Yves%20Bottalico/gi02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i2.listal.com/image/769158/936full-alexander-skarsgard.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 936px; height: 624px;" src="http://i2.listal.com/image/769158/936full-alexander-skarsgard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nypost.com/r/nypost/blogs/popwrap/200906/Images/200906_alexander-skarsgard-interview.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 235px; height: 427px;" src="http://www.nypost.com/r/nypost/blogs/popwrap/200906/Images/200906_alexander-skarsgard-interview.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite vampire!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BITE ME!! BITE ME!!! FUCKING BITE ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Standing at 1.93m tall, he makes everybody else looks so short and unattractive (other than Joe of course!!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus he's swedish like the meatballs I so love!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which makes me love him even more!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want a vampire bf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEH HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-8798078553480391709?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8798078553480391709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/8798078553480391709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/alexander-skarsgard.html' title='Alexander Skarsgard'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tEZ_GwU_W9M/S5LK_FSJFTI/AAAAAAAANpc/6pUsEIkPI-U/s72-c/alexander-skarsgard-latimes-millenium-man-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-6909112039465504612</id><published>2011-07-20T19:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:59:17.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joe manganiello</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AfxxSiQll8w/TYzeflBZFyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/2Z7VAPagjzk/s640/Joe-Manganiello-true-blood-17447716-540-720.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AfxxSiQll8w/TYzeflBZFyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/2Z7VAPagjzk/s640/Joe-Manganiello-true-blood-17447716-540-720.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 640px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://iamatvjunkie.typepad.com/.a/6a00d83451c17f69e20120a75f2806970b-250wi" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://iamatvjunkie.typepad.com/.a/6a00d83451c17f69e20120a75f2806970b-250wi" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 381px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17400000/Joe-Manganiello-true-blood-17447723-720-540.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/17400000/Joe-Manganiello-true-blood-17447723-720-540.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 540px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jj1/2011/06/manganiello-gq/joe-manganiello-gq-03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 908px; height: 1222px;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jj1/2011/06/manganiello-gq/joe-manganiello-gq-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jj1/2011/06/manganiello-gq/joe-manganiello-gq-02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 908px; height: 1222px;" src="http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jj1/2011/06/manganiello-gq/joe-manganiello-gq-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE beastly men!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The role of a werewolf suits him ttm!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Omg, right amount of hair at the right places makes a man so desirable.&lt;div&gt;Plus the big body of his....yum yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna get some of that!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want him so bad!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh so bad!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(bonus: the half naked girls....extra yummy!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-6909112039465504612?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6909112039465504612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/6909112039465504612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/joe-manganiello.html' title='joe manganiello'/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AfxxSiQll8w/TYzeflBZFyI/AAAAAAAAAb0/2Z7VAPagjzk/s72-c/Joe-Manganiello-true-blood-17447716-540-720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15823639.post-5862929226997191437</id><published>2011-07-20T14:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T14:15:06.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;There are a lot of dissimilar factors between a Pisces woman and a Leo man but these can help build compatibility between them and consequently help in building a great relationship. Pisces woman do not always like to be in focus while on opposite a Leo man likes limelight and attention. These are opposite features of their character but these can help avoid conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces woman will allow their Leo partner to have the prime role in things they do so there is not any chance that competition will arise for dominating any task. &lt;b&gt;Pisces woman have a negative point in their character which is not being expressive enough so they are not able to express themselves to their partners &amp;amp; a Leo man will have to make the effort to understand what his partner wants.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Leo man will find the compassion, sensitivity, composer and flexibility in the nature of Pisces woman very attractive. Similarly a Pisces woman will get drawn towards a Leo man &lt;b&gt;because of his strength and power of character.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both will be able to learn from the qualities other person has and it will help in compatibility between them. Another opposite thing between them is that a Pisces woman is introvert while on other hand a Leo man is quite extrovert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Leo man will have to constrain how he speaks with Pisces partner as they are very sensitive and can get heart because of use of rough words. They will also have to constrain their outburst to prevent their Pisces partner from getting distracted and leaving from this relationship. But they both are quite romantic and passionate and these characteristics will help to strengthen bonds between these two zodiac signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;HEH HEH. Just reading up on our horoscopes...so intriguing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;but anw, i should be studying econs and maths instead of this. ZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15823639-5862929226997191437?l=ilovefreefood.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5862929226997191437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15823639/posts/default/5862929226997191437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ilovefreefood.blogspot.com/2011/07/there-are-lot-of-dissimilar-factors.html' title=''/><author><name>Shermin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12372708409712508101</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></entry></feed>
