<?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-33331322</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:28:21.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tinGkerbell</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</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>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-2644106681575321724</id><published>2007-02-02T02:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T02:38:20.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss school lots lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoyed the process of skipping lecs and pigging out with food in the LTs with my fav clinqe.Miss my lovely frens esp shan.Despite of the occasional petty tiffs,we are still good buddies. I also miss the person who had to endure my continuous whining and princess temper for 3 years in uni. Thank you for being there for me. Still rem the FYP days, you took the train and travelled all the way from east to sch just to keep me company in the lab.All the while, I was complaining to you about lab and the not very helpful professor.Little did I know you were hiding in the lab waiting for me. Got a shock when someone jumped out from behind the liquid nitrogen tank. =) In the end,you even did the SEM review for me. Thanks for everything and sorry for taking you for granted.Hope you are doing well now. You will always have an important place in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that there's a new 7-11 in sch,so cool.If only, it existed back in our schooldays, we can siam the long Qs in canteen and opt for a nice cuppa noodle, mashed potato and ice cream there.Hope to revisit sch again, hopefully with my fav frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling sick makes me very free. Being very free, my mind starts to think alot and I've come to a conclusion that I should not find any bf again until the selfish me learn to love ppl more than myself. Wana say sorry to the guy who took care of me for 4 months, enduring my temper,shopping urges,unresonable demands and whining about work. guess it'll be better to get a girl who know how to treat you like a bf. Being my bf is so tiring because I had too high and unrealistic expectations of bf.Doubt anyone can do so without giving up halfway. Thanks for pampering me so much to the extent of me being spoilt. Move on. You deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-me-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-2644106681575321724?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/2644106681575321724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=2644106681575321724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/2644106681575321724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/2644106681575321724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-miss-school-lots-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-1803588967385619634</id><published>2007-01-14T08:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T08:44:44.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Refusing to fall asleep, dread for tmr to come. Refusing to let the tears that have welled up in the eyes to fall onto my face, tears are meant to drop for happy events and not for assholes who have their noses high up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;Was rummaging through my jewellery box, when a sparkling stone caught my attention. It is my 22nd birthday present from him.Gently took the necklace out and put it on. Felt so safe and blessed after putting it on. Maybe psychologically, I can felt his presence, wearing the necklace makes me less sad. Miss those carefree days when we first started dating. Guess our relationship worsen when I started work. My mood swings became more and more severe, till the point I also cannot stand myself. It's not an excuse to mistreat your loved ones this way due to stress and unhappiness you've encounter during work. I'm really sorry for shouting at you and all the nasty stuff that i've done to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dear.. I'm such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;You really deserve better.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well..Hope tmr will be a great day without me nagging and scolding you.&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots-ting-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-1803588967385619634?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/1803588967385619634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=1803588967385619634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/1803588967385619634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/1803588967385619634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2007/01/refusing-to-fall-asleep-dread-for-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-1564710149662321020</id><published>2007-01-14T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T07:21:05.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missing someone right now, but don think he knows.He's probably glued to his seat in front of his mushroom game.Haiz.. wish he can be here to cuddle me,tuck me in bed and give me a peck on the forehead before I drifted off to dreamland. &lt;br /&gt;=( Been feeling very unhappy in workplace. I really wana prove them wrong by persevering on, but it just gets more and more exhausting. It's not about the workload and the cleanroom environment. I don get appreciated there. No matter how much effort I put in, the boss is blind to them. Colleagues talk behind your back, gossiping, even to the extent of betting how long you'll stay on. AEs don respect you, treat you like a pushover,just because you are new and inexperienced. Mentor boss you around, treat you like dirt, pile you up with work and reprimand you for the slightest thing. All these are what I get for believing in myself and persevering on. It's really not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time I give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-1564710149662321020?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/1564710149662321020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=1564710149662321020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/1564710149662321020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/1564710149662321020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2007/01/missing-someone-right-now-but-don-think.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-116767783570881992</id><published>2007-01-01T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:57:28.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="'Title'"&gt;Music Video: &lt;a class="hov" style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 2px solid; 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But it's also the beginning of being financially independent. Hee.. I can foresee more shopping sprees. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to our month anniversary. =) I have already received my present from him, almost died of laughter when i opened the present. It's exactly the same thing I got for him too!Well..Now i have to source for another gift for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been getting really uptight about me working in the fab with alot of buayas.Lol.. He wants me to put his photo as wallpaper for my hp and photocard in my wallet. Faint. Kinda cannot stand this possessive side of him but I guess he's just worried and insecure.Haha.. silly bebe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-116186644254534419?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/116186644254534419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=116186644254534419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/116186644254534419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/116186644254534419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/10/30th-oct-06-marks-end-of-my-slacking.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-116091549482454359</id><published>2006-10-15T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T06:11:41.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img91.imageshack.us/img91/9337/pict0008smalloa4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dearie and me at Vivocity-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was madhouse at Vivocity.SO many people!! Bet half the population of Singapore was there. Although alot of shops have not open yet, still there were lots to shop for. The mall was gigantic. Dearie and me walked until super hungry,kept getting lost and walking in circles. Now then I realised why is everyone staring at the mall directory when we first stepped into the mall. I was like why is everyone crowding around the directory, got gold ah? very nice to see meh? Haha.. realised my ignorance later because we couldnt find the cineplex to collect our movie tickets and had to search for a directory. Lotsa shops there including GAP.I was quite excited initially but to my disappointment, i only saw a few leather bags and no floral boho,trenchknot gap bags.Booo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping around, we went cold storage to grab some food. Dearie was the pig of the day. He devoured sushi, BBQ beef slices, whole box of raspberries and pringles sour cream potato chips.Faint. And after about an hour,he said he's still hungry so we went to look for foodcourt. There are 3 foodcourts there but we only found one-Food banquet after getting lost and cannot figure out the map for about half an hour.LOL..Very jialat. two blur sotongs. When we reached the foodcourt,it was so packed,no place to sit loh. Some people simply gave up finding for seats and stood near the counter and eat. faint. Luckily, me and dearie found two seats without much effort.Hee.. Sat with a middle aged couple, the husband is an indian, a very nice person.He chatted with me while bf went to buy my bah kut teh. Hee.. His wife is a chinese though quite fierce and demanding but she cares alot for his husband. She keep reprimanding him for eating her fried stuff and telling him that he cannot eat too much,alot of calories.lol..Poor uncle. Anyway, there are lotsa yummy food there, din have the time to queue for the more popular stalls so next time must go n eat again. keke..I want the jian dao jian curry rice,hokkien mee,chong pang nasi lemak and imperial chicken soup.*drool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught the movie-The departed. It is like an english version of infernal affairs but the dialogs are mostly with the F word.Haha..super vulgar. Dearie said it's like southpark which i super love to watch. I love Eric cartman,He's super adorable. Watched the movie at GVmax.Wow..very posh looking inside and the screen was HUGE. Love the red plush seats, soh comfortable but very cold inside and I forgot to bring my shawl.Luckily, bf is a radiator, his body heat kept me warm.Hee..love snuggling up to him. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the day by taking photos at the top level, enjoying the sea breeze and view. It would have been more enjoyable if not for the haze. Cannot even see Sentosa clearly from vivocity. But every outing with dearie is a happy one. Heart him to bits. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-116091549482454359?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/116091549482454359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=116091549482454359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/116091549482454359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/116091549482454359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/10/dearie-and-me-at-vivocity-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-116032316902913009</id><published>2006-10-08T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T08:59:29.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a tiff with bf just now over stupid matters. Haiz.. =( That's bad, thought we are in honeymoon stage.  I dono what is wrong with me, mabe PMS, that's why so cranky. Poor bf. I'm so mean. Mmmm...shall make almond jelly for him tmr. Hope he'll like it and hope it turn out nicely, not like the tiramisu last time. That was really a flop, first time so unsuccessful. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, went to chinese garden with bf last friday. The whole place was SO crowded and stuffy, almost fainted there due to lack of oxygen. Super jialat. Bf was sweating profusely and I was busy wiping away his sweat as he queued for the tickets. It was bf's virgin visit to chinese garden but he don seemed to be very excited or happy. But well..bf's a hard person to understand, since he don like to show his emotions easily, often expressionless. Wanted to show him the whole view of the chinese garden but he was reluctant to climb to the top of the pagoda. Haiz..Din stayed long there, because bf seemed to be more eager to go home. Furthermore, there isnt alot of lanterns this year, the ones I like most are probably the eiffel tower and leaning tower of pisa. Oh ya.. there's this stupid ABC guy who really pissed me off. Firstly, he climbed into the area where they fence off to get close to the lanterns, that is ok with me. BUT, as I was taking photo, he walked near n near to me, totally disregard my presence and I had to inch away until he finish taking his photo.KNS. hmph. He did not did it accidentally because he got into my photos twice and refused to budge when i diao him. Super selfish guy.  Even his ang moh fren oso got paiseh when he saw my expression. Haiz..It's a pity that he looked so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to bf's place and we played with candles and lanterns at his void deck. The ever so sweet bf did a heart shape for me with candles. Though he got burnt by the flame a couple of times, he still insist that he wana finish the thing. =) Poor darling, his fingers became all swollen and red after the masterpiece has been completed. Silly boy... This is the first mid autumn festival with him, hope that I can celebrate with him every year from now. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-116032316902913009?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/116032316902913009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=116032316902913009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/116032316902913009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/116032316902913009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/10/had-tiff-with-bf-just-now-over-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115995078418635734</id><published>2006-10-04T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:49:23.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="BACKGROUND: white; FONT: 10px verdana,arial,sans- serif; WIDTH: 478px; COLOR: black; text-: center"&gt;::Simon &amp;amp; Ting::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://daisyPath.com"&gt;&lt;img alt="Daisypath Ticker" src="http://daisyPath.com/ani/071001/4/3/+8/2.png" border="0" /&gt;&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/33331322-115995078418635734?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115995078418635734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115995078418635734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115995078418635734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115995078418635734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/10/simon-ting.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115980744333137213</id><published>2006-10-02T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T06:55:22.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I managed to catch the last show of the forbidden city musical last sat. It was really good! Totally love Kit Chan's voice,very strong and powerful. Hossan Leong and Sebestian were very comical too,they indeed add alot of joy to the show. The story was quite brief, it only gave an outline of the history,never really go into much details. However, i love the songs inside!! I regretted not getting the soundtrack,so i'm on the lookout for it. Anyone know if i can get it in the records stores? Oh ya, something very stupid happened during the show but cannot disclose it here if not my SO will hoot me.LOL.. The musical is overall a nice one, really enjoyed my virgin stay at the esplanade theatres. heh.. Mmm..was hanging around marina square before the musical because there is a midnight sale going on. SO bought a black shawl for me because he scared I'll feel cold in the theatre and cannot enjoy the musical. So sweet =) Walked around and bumped into quite alot of people from sch.Bought a new beaded necklace and couple kissing necklace from this cute lil pinkn shop. Totally heart all my loots,the white beaded necklace was the second last one, when i went to the shop again, the last one was snapped up too.haha.. Great day spent with someone special. Feeling totally blessed to be with him. *silly grinz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO &amp;amp; me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img287.imageshack.us/img287/2829/inlove1xp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115980744333137213?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115980744333137213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115980744333137213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115980744333137213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115980744333137213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-managed-to-catch-last-show-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115919831708522724</id><published>2006-09-25T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T08:31:57.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-Photo of the day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/3028/pict0004dr4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's behind that cushion? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115919831708522724?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115919831708522724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115919831708522724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115919831708522724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115919831708522724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/09/photo-of-day-guess-whos-behind-that.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115850029907754719</id><published>2006-09-17T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T09:50:29.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-photos from Ichiban Boshi,Azabu Sabo and Tapas Tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img176.imageshack.us/img176/4151/collagemw5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chawamushi from Ichiban Boshi at the esplanade is sooo nice,even nicer than sushi tei. We had our desserts over at another Japanese restaurant,Azabu Sabo. The desserts there are to be die for, ordered a vanillia ice cream,topped with red bean paste,dumplings,agar agar cubes and colourful fruits. Really very yummy, the dumplings are so soft and chewy. Hee.. We spent the rest of the night chilling out at Tapas tree and me trying to make MrS drunk so he'll blah out all his secrets.Haha.. He's so adorable, only drank less than half of his long island tea and his ear lobes turned all red.Then he kept saying I cannot drink already,later I'll tell you all my secrets.lol.. =p Oh ya, I finally got my hands on the $148 tickets to Wong Lee Hom concert 2006!!! Yeah!! Soh Happie!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115850029907754719?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115850029907754719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115850029907754719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115850029907754719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115850029907754719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/09/photos-from-ichiban-boshiazabu-sabo.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115833634416148870</id><published>2006-09-15T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T09:05:44.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Depressed Mode =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115833634416148870?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115833634416148870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115833634416148870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115833634416148870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115833634416148870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/09/depressed-mode.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115770245877251564</id><published>2006-09-08T00:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T01:09:08.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-sky dining-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img224.imageshack.us/img224/6712/collage1xb0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdict: Expensive and super dangerous. lol.. Notice the wet patches on the table cloth? That is due to the spillage of water when the cable car moves, very bumpy ride. Very difficult to eat when "taking off" and "reaching" the destination, the cable car will suddenly travel very fast. Then we have to hold on to our wine glasses just in case it topples over. pengz.. I certainly will not try it again because I felt so sick after all the rounds,makes me wana throw up. Now i know why they sell so many different types of prunes at the counter, it's for people like me who are prone to motion sickness. haha.. Regarding the food, it is not fantastic but still not too bad. The dessert was a disappointment because it was some choco brownie with ALOT of nuts inside, don really fancy the nutty taste. But the ambience for the whole dining experience was good, it was nice and breezy in the cable car and the view was spectacular. Oh ya.. we even managed to catch the sunset too. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115770245877251564?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115770245877251564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115770245877251564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115770245877251564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115770245877251564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/09/sky-dining-verdict-expensive-and-super_08.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115709508115974384</id><published>2006-09-01T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T00:18:01.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah! my tinkerbell earring is here! She's so pretty, love it to bits. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img486.imageshack.us/img486/9846/minnieschnauzergalimg600x3004tb8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115709508115974384?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115709508115974384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115709508115974384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115709508115974384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115709508115974384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah-my-tinkerbell-earring-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115701849933075759</id><published>2006-08-31T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T04:25:34.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some random photos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/7857/collagevr0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the pretty purple roses. My fav flowers. =)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,interview on monday,wish me good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115701849933075759?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115701849933075759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115701849933075759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115701849933075759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115701849933075759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/08/some-random-photos-love-pretty-purple.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115693713691471496</id><published>2006-08-30T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T05:10:51.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mmm..think i'm getting senile these days. I keep forgetting to reply smses and msn msg,it's so frequent that mr S ask me whether I did it on purpose because my hp bills went up again. =/ Maybe long time never study,brain rusty liao. Plus all the late nights out makes me more stupid. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to explore mustafa shopping centre last night. Haha..super bo liao, i know,but kinda excited because i've never been there before. The first thing that welcomes us is the 'ah ne' cum spices smell. LOL.. But nevertheless, it was fun exploring there.Oh ya..there are lotsa different kinda chocs there,that got mr mmy all excited,because he wasnt too keen to go there initially.haha We even went to try out some of the clothes there, mr mmy got me to try one of the pink cheong sum top. So i reluctantly tried but hey looks not bad lei but the price is oso quite nice, 50 bucks. lol.. After all the stupid stunts we did at mustafa centre, mr mmy decided to go find food, although I'm on diet but I simply cannot resist the porridge at clementi *drool* I had century egg with fried pig intestines and mr mmy had pig's organ porridge. As you know I don take those yucky internal organs one but the deep fried pig's intestines are really very nice and crunchy.Thanks to mr mmy's recommendation! =p&lt;br /&gt;Was initially having a headache but felt so much better after the warm and smooth porridge. So we decided to go for a lil 'exercise' to aid digestion. guess what..I had my 'first time'&lt;br /&gt;withhhh mmy's bike last night! I've never ever rode in anyone's bike before,too kiasi la.haha But mmy's bike is really a beauty, so I cannot resist riding on it. Moreover he's selling off his wife soon,so if don try now next time no chance liao. I really adore the red lights he did to his bike, really pretty. But anyway, the whole ride was super scary.*shiver* closed my eyes most of the time,my hands went cold and was trembling after that. And stupid mmy still laughed at me and said he never even go very fast. =( BUT anyway, it was a nice experience,you can really feel the speed man. hee.. Had so much fun last night but due to lack of sleep, I'm having a headache now again. =\, been having headaches and giddy spells lately,maybe I should go and see a doc soon.haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img245.imageshack.us/img245/2733/2602062009yx3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmy's bike =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115693713691471496?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115693713691471496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115693713691471496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115693713691471496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115693713691471496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/08/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115668064081370927</id><published>2006-08-27T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T05:18:02.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok..I'm lazy to blog so let the photos do the talking.hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dinner at my secret garden-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/8657/chickentighzu5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pan smeared cilantro chicken with mashed potatoes (my main dish,oops,we forgot to take photo of mrS's codfish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img201.imageshack.us/my.php?image=dessertcp6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/6066/dessertcp6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread and butter pudding. The pudding is very chewy and taste abit like kueh lapis, very special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img138.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tinganddessertqn5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img138.imageshack.us/img138/1572/tinganddessertqn5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk pudding! nice~a must try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img201.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tingandstarterprawnlw9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/4552/tingandstarterprawnlw9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me with the prawn fritter. yummy~ love prawns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img227.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tingwithdrinkwl3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img227.imageshack.us/img227/7561/tingwithdrinkwl3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's me again with my maritini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img201.imageshack.us/my.php?image=tingonswingsj1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1954/tingonswingsj1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the swing outside.I was hoping they take my photo quickly coz I scared the swing will collapse under my weight.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img85.imageshack.us/my.php?image=gardenbamboo1zz0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img85.imageshack.us/img85/3223/gardenbamboo1zz0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my face? Drunken woman on the loose.LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the place with the dim lightings, jazz music and friendly service. The atmosphere is soh relaxing that I caught mrS falling alsleep at certain point of time. (Too relaxed i suppose.HAHA). This place is so romantic, hence guys out there pls bring ur gfs there,they are gonna love u for tt. =D Mmmm...I wana try the triple choc next time.Can somebody pls bring me there again? &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115668064081370927?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115668064081370927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115668064081370927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115668064081370927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115668064081370927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115652236000082141</id><published>2006-08-25T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T09:12:40.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I' m having this terrible migraine now.=~(  But the thought of tmr's date thrills me. Hee..because we are going for dinner at my secret garden. Yeah! Been longing to go and try their bread pudding for ages. Soh happy can! Oh ya.. mrS promised to let me shop to my heart's content tmr.Muhahaha =P  shall blog more with photos tmr~&lt;br /&gt;ciaoz for now. nitenite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret wish for now- to forget about all unhappy stuff and be happy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115652236000082141?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115652236000082141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115652236000082141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115652236000082141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115652236000082141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-m-having-this-terrible-migraine-now.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33331322.post-115650502338823069</id><published>2006-08-25T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T04:23:43.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33331322-115650502338823069?l=tingkerbellz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/feeds/115650502338823069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33331322&amp;postID=115650502338823069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115650502338823069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33331322/posts/default/115650502338823069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tingkerbellz.blogspot.com/2006/08/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>tingkerbell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04783904771413466011</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
