<?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-1867694032033489976</id><updated>2011-11-19T23:16:29.517+11:00</updated><category term='fml'/><category term='daily rants'/><category term='psycho'/><category term='wisdom tooth'/><category term='boyfriend'/><category term='personal'/><category term='trips'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='random'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='wow'/><category term=':)'/><category term='uni life'/><category term='life'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='anniversary'/><category term='food'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='emo'/><category term=':('/><category term='celebrations'/><category term='hilarious'/><category term='love'/><category term='musings'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>daily musings. ramblings.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4074646269446057533</id><published>2011-11-19T23:16:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:16:29.557+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Melt Down</title><content type='html'>Omggg why did I choose this course???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress is so overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE LET IT BE GOOD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4074646269446057533?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4074646269446057533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/melt-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4074646269446057533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4074646269446057533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/melt-down.html' title='Melt Down'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-5793371030668118421</id><published>2011-11-19T14:05:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T14:14:34.675+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Been going through a biphasic emotional rollercoaster. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dent is really taking a toll on me. Thursday's paper was just..... wtf? Can't believe I studied so hard for it and because of the random questions that I got screwed over :((( Well it's undeniable that it's my own fault bc I didnt do my run through ritual with the CDH lectures. But also because I ran out of time with discussions and what not. Definitely changing the way I study next year. It's really depressing when all the effort you put in for a paper doesn't even minutely reflect the knowledge we know for that particular subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And people who always complain on how freaking hard their subject is should just stfu. You think 12 weeks of lectures is bad for 1 exam. We have 3 subjects (36 lectures at least) crammed into 1 paper. And we are still expected to know everything. I'm so tired of reading people tweeting about their stupid exam and how difficult it to finish 12 lectures. Bitch please. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO COMPLAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz. I'm just in a really crappy mood right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last exam - Oral exam/viva, which is like a case presentation to 2 dentists and we have to diagnose and treatment plan for the patient. They can ask you anyyyyyyyyything from 2nd year to 3rd year. So death is with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-5793371030668118421?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5793371030668118421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5793371030668118421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5793371030668118421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-9211094047357904890</id><published>2011-11-14T16:10:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T17:10:15.332+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Housemate Drama.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was studying in Frank Tate yesterday with the FT family, Kev wasn't there. It wasn't that surprising, considering what a sloth he is. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, Chris pulled me aside and was telling me about this situation he's facing with Kev. So it all starts off like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an Oral Med exam last Thursday and it was stressballs. OMG. One of the most stressful exams I've encountered. Luckily we were given 4 questions to prepare for and all of us are just counting on the questions to appear in the exams. So between Tuesday and Wednesday, Kev (not surprising at all) asked for 2 for Chris' essays through Facebook chat and having stated the classic, "If you don't want to, you can say no". Obviously this puts Chris into a dilemma. If he gives, it's against his principle and if he doesn't, he's considered a bad friend. So he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he was furious and sent Kev an email stating so and that he should be more giving than taking all the time. Which I had to agree with, because K is a leech, literally. He would extend his body across the study table like some freaking phagocyte (excuse the nerd in me) and his ears will grow into Dumbo sized ones to listen to other people's output on a particular discussion topic and he'll never give any info in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well long story short, K made C apologize for not being graceful about sending his answers to him (wtf?) and that he should be more tolerant and more competitive (double wtf?) lol. So yeah. C is hurt of course and now it's really tensed back home bc well they live under the same roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. I need to listen to K's side before making any judgements but for now, it's not looking swell. Not gonna take sides or wtv but some people just need to get a good knock on his skull to remind him what is right and wrong and how he overstepped the boundaries this time. BIG TIME.&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/_dKCPXWx8BY4/TNbY2UOiiUI/AAAAAAAAADM/zGucQ_uBe1U/s1600/cute-baby-bear-fight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dKCPXWx8BY4/TNbY2UOiiUI/AAAAAAAAADM/zGucQ_uBe1U/s320/cute-baby-bear-fight.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chyeahhh. My thoughts exactly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-9211094047357904890?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/9211094047357904890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/housemate-drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9211094047357904890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9211094047357904890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/housemate-drama.html' title='Housemate Drama.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dKCPXWx8BY4/TNbY2UOiiUI/AAAAAAAAADM/zGucQ_uBe1U/s72-c/cute-baby-bear-fight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2045986523337611313</id><published>2011-11-13T02:39:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T02:54:02.812+11:00</updated><title type='text'>By My Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I'm just listening to the clock go ticking,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I am waiting as the time goes by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I think of you with every breath I take,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I need to feel your heartbeat next to mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;You're all I see, in everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I just wanna hold you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I just wanna kiss you,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I just wanna love you all my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I normally wouldn't say this,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;but I just can't contain it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;I want you here forever,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;right here by my side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;David Choi's By My Side&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. The downsides of being in an LDR - When you feel lonely, you&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;can't just give your partner a call and wait for them to turn up at your doorstep, nor could you turn up at theirs. Simply because they are a gazillion miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shin is in Singapore for the weekend for his sister's wedding, which is actually really exciting :) I love weddings! Yeah random I know. If I've never mentioned this in my blog before, well there you go. I absolutely love weddings. I love how I can still believe that true love do exist and all these years of growing up has yet to rob me of these magical moments that I truly believe in :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a choice, without having to think of an amazing future career as a dentist, I will definitely be a wedding planner. Lol. Yeah judging from how disorganized I am (I'm sure you can tell from the last minute panic mode in studying lol), I think it would be one of my true passions. Sure, Dentistry is a glorified career albeit the nauseous thought that run through your heads about how disgusting a person's mouth is, it is a financially rewarding career. But I didn't choose this career path because I loved it or that I'm crazily in love with teeth. Trust me, I know some of my coursemates who wouldn't shut up about teeth. It was just the right timing with the great opportunity that I decided to jump onto the bandwagon. So yeah. Clinic sessions are fun and I adorrrrre my patients but there will be times when I doubt whether I'm doing the right thing. We only live once, and I want to do what I absolutely love, not just what I can do well in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been missing the bf and it doesn't help that I can't speak to him :( I'm sure he's prolly dead from drinking lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to be in a long distance relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2045986523337611313?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2045986523337611313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/by-my-side.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2045986523337611313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2045986523337611313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/by-my-side.html' title='By My Side'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-3659139996496626042</id><published>2011-11-08T23:58:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T23:58:51.657+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh godddddd</title><content type='html'>How am I going to get through this?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've an exam which comprises of Oral Medicine and Pathology, Oral Radiology and Surgery on Thursday 9am. And I've barely covered surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the big debate is whether I should sleep tonight or just tank it and sleep tomorrow. My body clock is totally screwed and 9am exam is seriously testing my ability to retain knowledge and regurgitate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I used to be better in this whole last minute thing. But I'm getting worse at retaining whatever I'd learn. MAYBE AGE IS CATCHING UP OH GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I know I sound crazy but what's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expect more random posts bc ME AINT GONNA SLEEP TONIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-3659139996496626042?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3659139996496626042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-godddddd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3659139996496626042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3659139996496626042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-godddddd.html' title='Oh godddddd'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1724976081173842573</id><published>2011-10-16T19:56:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T19:56:42.995+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So like,I just wrote a lengthy post on why im pretty upset today, and blogger decided to not save my post and crash in safari. Fml.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1724976081173842573?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1724976081173842573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-likei-just-wrote-lengthy-post-on-why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1724976081173842573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1724976081173842573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-likei-just-wrote-lengthy-post-on-why.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-8920366890610652107</id><published>2011-10-03T19:22:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T21:16:16.155+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>High Expectations.</title><content type='html'> &lt;p class='bloggerplus_text_section' align='left'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Recently, I've been enlightened that I've some self inflicted issues. I guess it had been plaguing my mind for awhile and it's driving me crazy, literally. Haven't really been able to sleep well and it's weird. I never had this problem before :(&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So yeah. What is the issue about? I think I've too much of an expectation for my bf. My used to be ex ex whom now I'm seeing again. It's all v v v v complicated. We've been fighting recently and I'm really tired. Maybe it's not him but me. Cliche as it sounds, it's true. I'm so used to him being there for me and listening to all my complains and what nots that I hvnt noticed that he has changed. Or maybe I'd - becoming a crazy bitch. We had been together for 4 years before and everything was great till the distance tore us apart. And it just doesn't feel like it's the same anymore. He has his own opinions about things which he voices them out, strongly I may say and he doesn't seem to he as patient as he was before. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know what's happening. It's just.. I don't wanna be in an unhappy position anymore. Maybe I'm too comfortable with him and I expect him to know what I want and how I feel. Am I asking for too much? I don't know. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I just want things to be the same again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Am I kidding myself? I don't know. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8920366890610652107?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8920366890610652107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/10/high-expectations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8920366890610652107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8920366890610652107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/10/high-expectations.html' title='High Expectations.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1014295931285534275</id><published>2011-09-14T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T00:24:05.933+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>A Come Back.</title><content type='html'>Hiiiiii all! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been awhile since I've updated my blog lol. Well, nearly a year has passed omg time really flies. Let's see, what has been happening? Just a short update to whomever is still reading this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I got an iPhone 4 early this year! :))) Just a 2 year renewal with 3/Vodafone and god, it's so damn handy. Updating Facebook (more like stalking :p), Twitter, Tumblr etc is so more easier! :))) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm addicted to Smurf's Village and Tiny Tower. This is kinda sad really, the life of a dent kid. We seek solace and peace in iPhone games that require farming and sending "bitizens" up to their intended floors. But in to my justification, I only grow plants according to my waking up time DDD: , unlike some obsessed crazy fools who plants their vegetables and wake up in the wee hours to harvest them. wtf? lol. And the "bitizens" in Tiny Tower have the most adorable costumes ever!!!! Yes. I do have a life. &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qlKri3newfU/Tm9riNIHTmI/AAAAAAAABas/yLnZX2T2jAc/s640/blogger-image-828423064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qlKri3newfU/Tm9riNIHTmI/AAAAAAAABas/yLnZX2T2jAc/s640/blogger-image-828423064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've started seeing patients this year in the Dental Hospital!!! *yayyyyyy throws confetti!* and to answer your question (as to everyone else's), no, I haven't killed anyone with a scaler or hand instrument, yet. (CHOI TOUCH WOOD). But yeah :)) clinic sessions have been nothing short of wonderful. My patients have been great so far and they are really adorable :) I'm currently making a denture for my patient and bc it's acrylic (plastic thingy), instead of a metal framed one, I've to set up the whole thing by myself, which was really daunting and I practically LIVED in the lab to get it done. But I'm already in my final stages and hopefully everything turns out right :) Fingers crossed&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-93jAbcJsxrk/Tm9rjMm6bjI/AAAAAAAABaw/ok3BI2ZMtdE/s640/blogger-image--1504619091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-93jAbcJsxrk/Tm9rjMm6bjI/AAAAAAAABaw/ok3BI2ZMtdE/s640/blogger-image--1504619091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My parents are coming to Melbourne to visit me this Friday! :)) I'm kinda excited, simultaneously feeling pretty stressed up with all the planning and what not. DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOU HAVE TO DO WHEN YOUR PARENTS COME?!!??!! omg. I need to clean the entire house. And of course my housemate's not gonna give me a hand, so yeah. HOMG.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been exploring a lot of new food places :) Good food mind you. And yeah it has been pretty rewarding on the taste buds :) I'm constantly looking for new coffee places, soup and dessert places etc. No thanks to the influence of Popo and the rest of our Gourmand crew. Yes, we do call ourselves that to appear snobbish and arrogant :p LOLLL&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kDkiMpdZVVM/Tm9rhEdk2YI/AAAAAAAABao/hIEJJxrlekU/s640/blogger-image-458906672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kDkiMpdZVVM/Tm9rhEdk2YI/AAAAAAAABao/hIEJJxrlekU/s640/blogger-image-458906672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And yeah, I'm currently in an LDR and it's pretty painful to deal with the time and distance. I'm trying to be enough for myself :) , a phrase I've picked up today from reading thought catalog. It's a really good website if anyone is up for some light reading :) Absolutely love the writing style with their punch lines and quirk.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;So yeah, that's a mini update from me :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really random bc I just feel like blogging today. Maybe I'll blog more religiously soon :)) Drop me a comment if anyone is reading this. Lol! Hope everyone's well! &amp;lt;3&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1014295931285534275?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1014295931285534275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/09/come-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1014295931285534275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1014295931285534275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2011/09/come-back.html' title='A Come Back.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qlKri3newfU/Tm9riNIHTmI/AAAAAAAABas/yLnZX2T2jAc/s72-c/blogger-image-828423064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-3187672810376703756</id><published>2010-12-04T15:54:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T15:56:29.661+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>haiiiii!!!</title><content type='html'>:D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so good to be home again!!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at the airport for approximately 5-6 hours FML. my flight was scheduled to leave at 3.30 am but the last Star Bus leaving the city was at 9.30pm :( oh wells! :) thanks Marv and ReiRei for sending me off and keeping me company! lol at ReiRei's bf bashing moves. hahahaha :) so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i bumped into Jian Han at the airport! :D good catch up since high school and cleared quite a few rumors going around WMS ppl. lol lol. wtfffff. apparently what happened between Jack and I were extremely exaggerated and blown out of proportion. humans just love to gossip. LOL. not like i give a shit anyway. it was simply hilarious. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was teasing Jian Han 'cause he was flying with Air Asia and his flight got delayed. he was with me till 2am ish? then karma struck and MY flight got delayed. FML to the MAX. we departed at 4am and i was practically half asleep. bumped into Sam and his gf flying to KL too :)) how random is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm so hyper and excited to be back!! :D that i can't be bothered sleeping. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-3187672810376703756?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3187672810376703756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/haiiiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3187672810376703756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3187672810376703756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/haiiiii.html' title='haiiiii!!!'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6233031329528408623</id><published>2010-12-04T02:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T02:27:36.114+11:00</updated><title type='text'>In conclusion.</title><content type='html'>You're just a liar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend to care or be sorry or whatever you had said earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the oh I don't see you it pains me; I'm sorry and I'd tell you in person. But seriously, you just don't hv the guts to apologize in person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please. Just stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A text or call to wish me a safe flight is just a simple task. Yet, you can't even do it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'll still be emo and shit at times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I know now, you're just a gutless liar and is definitely not worth my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for you to stop reading my blog. Just because you know what's happening in my life or thoughts doesn't mean you're part of it anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You chose to leave. So just fuck off.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&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/1867694032033489976-6233031329528408623?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6233031329528408623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-conclusion.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6233031329528408623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6233031329528408623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-conclusion.html' title='In conclusion.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1231817299931280629</id><published>2010-12-03T13:17:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:17:49.485+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>note to self.</title><content type='html'>do not expect anything, because it's not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll just crash and burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1231817299931280629?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1231817299931280629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/note-to-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1231817299931280629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1231817299931280629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/note-to-self.html' title='note to self.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-9112634750943602400</id><published>2010-12-03T01:52:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T02:22:33.747+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't know what i want anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to see you.&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/1867694032033489976-9112634750943602400?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/9112634750943602400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-to-see-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9112634750943602400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9112634750943602400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-want-to-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2399740508880985918</id><published>2010-12-01T22:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T22:26:18.924+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>nawwwww.</title><content type='html'>glee just makes me so happy!! :))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a beautiful night,&lt;br /&gt;we're looking for something dumb to do.&lt;br /&gt;hey baby,&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it the look in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;or is it the dancing juice?&lt;br /&gt;who cares baby,&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna marry you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't say no, no, no, no, no,&lt;br /&gt;just say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;and we'll go, go, go, go, go&lt;br /&gt;if you're ready, like i'm ready&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 best.song.ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxeZDK_0FnE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TxeZDK_0FnE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;also, Ailin and SooMi :)))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you guys are awesome.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;lovelove!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2399740508880985918?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2399740508880985918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/nawwwww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2399740508880985918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2399740508880985918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/nawwwww.html' title='nawwwww.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4033488969007876951</id><published>2010-12-01T03:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T03:42:38.498+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Cumulus Inc and me time :)</title><content type='html'>i was busy planning my whole week this week bc i was afraid that i'd be bored to death lol. and it turned out to be one of my busiest weeks ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____-" i amuse myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally not complaining though, as i get to catch up with everyone before i head back to KL this Friday night/ early Saturday morning. yeah and it's kinda retarded bc my flight is at freaking 3.30 am and the last Star Bus that leaves the city is at 9.30pm. therefore, i'm basically stranded in Tullamarine for approximately 4-5 hours before my flight :((( SIGH. oh wells, not that i've a choice anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooo. the girls (Alice, Joce and I) decided to give Cumulus Inc a try, since we'd been hearing raved reviews about their food :))) and definitely no regrets dining there because the food. is. just. simply. orgasmic. OR nom-gasmic if you may. lol i love that word. nomgasmic nomgasmic nomgasmic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since Keith recommended the lamb shoulder, we decided to order it, along with a starter- soft shell crab with thai chilli and&amp;nbsp;mayonnaise and a salad - poached prawns and white cabbage :)) all of them tasted amazinggggggg. mmmhmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TPUZ3XbWJYI/AAAAAAAABZ0/cF0KrAWL4gA/s1600/IMG_0821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TPUZ3XbWJYI/AAAAAAAABZ0/cF0KrAWL4gA/s400/IMG_0821.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Joce and Alice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0822.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0822.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moi and Joce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0823.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0823.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread &amp;amp; Butter&lt;br /&gt;the one on the left is like a spongy bread. soooo goooddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0824.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0824.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0827.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0827.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the area was much smaller than i've expected it to be.&lt;br /&gt;it seemed much more spacious in photos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0828.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0828.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quaint bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0825.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0825.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starter - soft shell crab with thai chilli and mayonnaise&lt;br /&gt;it was so tasty :)) the crab was cripsy and the sauce wasn't an overkill. it was just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0826.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0826.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salad - poached prawns tossed with white cabbage :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0830.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0830.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main- slow cooked lamb shoulder&lt;br /&gt;BEST. MAIN. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;it was absolutely massive. we couldn't even finish half of it cuz of it's size.&lt;br /&gt;the lamb was soooo tender and its skin was crisp as well. best combination of both :)&lt;br /&gt;the meat's texture was amazing. it wasn't overcooked and neither was it too soft either.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm. nomgasmic indeedy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we headed off to Southgate to chill on a lazy Tuesday afternoon haha. the weather was perfect today :)) totally a good beach weather. it was a good relaxing day, with both of us sitting at Trampoline's, having a good talk about everything :)) ahhhh life's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0834.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0834.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lovelove.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0835.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0835.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;armed with bubble tea. heehee. asian ftw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after Alice left with Yoshi, i was split between going home and exploring the city :)) i always wanted to explore the city on my own, discovering new streets and tiny lanes. it's always a good surprise to find something new :)) so i walked all the way from Flinders to La Trobe, turning at every corner that i've an inkling to. it was meeeeeeeee time &amp;lt;3 just enjoying being on my own :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0836.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0836.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fed Square&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0839.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0839.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;St. Paul's cathedral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0844.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0844.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Degraves Street&lt;br /&gt;there are quite a few quaint little cafes and restaurants located along this street :)&lt;br /&gt;and i've always wanted to try Little Cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;need to find another cupcake fan! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0849.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0849.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0859.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0859.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0860.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0860.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0864.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0864.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bourke Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0866.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0866.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lying on the lawn outside State Library&lt;br /&gt;bc i just felt like doing so. lol!&lt;br /&gt;uber happy when the weather is sunny :))&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;grabbed a drink from Safeway and just lied down, staring at the sky :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0868.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0868.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0871.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0871.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. this guy was mega annoyed when the asians near him attempted to feed the seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;mainly bc the bread crumbs they were throwing at the seagull kinda showered over him and his book.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0872.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0872.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0875.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0875.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0888.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0888.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. melbourne is pretty infested with seagulls and pigeons&lt;br /&gt;Alice's arch enemies. lol lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0882.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0882.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yeah after such a big meal, Alice doesn't wanna do dinner at Tempura Hajime tomorrow anymore :((((&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;me ish sad. the whole restaurant only takes 12 seatings per dinner session and i managed to book it miraculously. lol lol. i'm NOT giving up my reservation!! damn it :(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyone wants to dine with me tomorrow? lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hmm. maybe i should go with guy-from-club since he asked whether i'm free for dinner.&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/1867694032033489976-4033488969007876951?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4033488969007876951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/cumulus-inc-and-me-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4033488969007876951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4033488969007876951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/12/cumulus-inc-and-me-time.html' title='Cumulus Inc and me time :)'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TPUZ3XbWJYI/AAAAAAAABZ0/cF0KrAWL4gA/s72-c/IMG_0821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4057094355593698803</id><published>2010-11-30T04:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T04:08:31.126+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>closure.</title><content type='html'>hiiiiii :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the intense stressful period, with a whole range of fluctuating emotions, i'm finally done with exams last Wednesday!!! :DD life had been pretty damn busy at the moment, which explains the lack of posts. haha. or maybe i'm just lazy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spoke on Friday, after clubbing. i really needed to speak to you because i really can't deal with this anymore. i realised that i'm just so so so tired from having to put on a front in front of our mutual friends. it's actually life draining. i've had enough since exams. pulling myself together, trying to focus on studying and pretending to be okay in front of ppl had really sucked the happiness and life out of me. therefore, i've suffered enough. and i need to stop this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can't be friends anymore. not now, at least. i'm sure we will be friends down the road, next year, when both of us had fully mended our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know how hard it was that i still have to see you and pretend everything's fine AFTER exams? we share tonnes of mutual friends between us and we attend the exact same events. it just felt like we both can't leave each other alone. hence, explaining why we should really stay away from each other and stop being friends for awhile. we don't need to be polite to each other, nor do we need to smile obligingly just because we had to. screw that. both of us just need to be happy. and the ONLY way we could achieve that, is being apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about you, but i really don't want this anymore. not now anyway. there is too much hurt involved. you being you, thinking about yourself more than others and me just on the receiving end. don't get me wrong, i'm sure we both hurt just as much. but maybe i just show it more than you do. lol. typical. cuz we both know that i'm SUCH a bad actor. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad that we had the talk though :))) it made me realised the silly assumptions i've made about you. it just felt like you didn't care enough to text/call me during exam period and check whether i'm okay. i just felt that you were so selfish that i couldn't even stand talking/seeing you. i was so hurt. it felt like you just couldn't be bothered. you reminded me that i shouldn't make assumptions and that you do think of me and that you were still the softie on the inside. it was very very liberating to hear that because all the things you said that night just reminded me of the person i fell in love with, whom is still the same on the inside; no matter how much that you tried to portray yourself otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both aren't happy. we admitted that to each other. although everything seemed a lil confusing right now, i actually literally felt relieved. it really felt like it's time for closure, the right time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i don't know what would happen in the next couple of days, months or till next year. but i really hope that both of us would eventually be happy again :)) i'm sure everything will get better in time :)) time heals. that's for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway, i've mentioned that i'd write a thank you post to those who were there for me, being my pillar(s) of strength through out the break up and exams :)) here goes in no chronological order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;PS: please bear with me if i didn't include you &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; most likely it's not that i forgot about you, but like it's 3 freaking am in the morning and my brain isn't functioning as well as it should be haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Alice&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;what can i say?? :) you are an amazing listener and definitely one of the most mature friends i've ever had. it meant a lot to me when you said i'm strong because i know you are one tough cookie as well :) we both know what you had been / are going through in your relationship too and i really can't imagine being you. in the sense that i wouldn't know what to do and whom to choose. thanks for being there listening to my woes, sorrows and rants. i know i could call you whenever and you'd be more than happy to listen to me and vice versa :)) you told me not to lose out on my studies because it was so not worth it. and you were so worried about me, whether i was eating right, studying well etc. it really is great being besties with you and you are one of my best gfs definately &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Paul&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We weren't close to start off with but it really did surprise me when you were so concerned about how i was feeling and whether i was pulling up fine. i really do owe you a lot for helping me out with PBL as i was so lost, both in perio and emotion wised. lol. it was you who really made me realised that i probably should stop whining/crying/being emo because nothing would change from that. i was in such a bad shape after the Oral Anatomy class test and i just needed someone to talk to. although you needed to study, you still came and sat on the lawn with me, and being a great listener. what you said was true and it made so much sense after. you told me to stop asking myself "why". why did we break up? why couldn't we try? why now? you told me to stop asking the same question and stop tormenting myself because they will never be an answer or reason good enough for a break up. it's NEVER good enough. and Chris probably had moved on and seemed fine anyway so you encouraged me to pull myself up, push all my sadness away and put all my effort into studying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;haha i remember how you were telling me about your past gf(s). omg. i never expected you to have so many! lolss. anyway, thanks for teaching me how to move on. deleting everything - messages, emails, phone number, skype and msn was really one of the best ways to move on. hahaha and you supervised that lol. and i should have totally heeded to your advice that we both shouldn't talk till next year. it seemed outrageous but it was prolly the right thing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jeff&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tho Tho!! :)))) thanks for the whatsapp/ texts that both Popo and you sent me :)) you guys are awesome :) it felt real good when you guys were checking on to see whether i was doing fine and seeing how my studies were coming along. and i remember ranting to you about Megan and Pat. LOL. you loved it. HAHAHA. and studying at Brownless with you guys were tonnes of fun :) it meant a lot to me as well when both of you asked me to join your group for lunches and just to hang around you guys :))))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Bee&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;where should i start? lol lol! you were the one who was there literally during my break up. we were on msn on that dreaded day and i was so jittery and emo. i was telling you how i have a really strong gut feeling that Chris would come up and break it off. thank god you were there to keep me sane. and after he left, you were still there, waiting for me to reply and staying online just to keep me company. i really, really appreciate our friendship. starting up our online business was really one thing that pulled us together :)) and i'm really glad we did. you are such a true and loyal friend to me. friendships like this are really hard to come by :) HUGS! also, during exams, thanks for checking on me too :)) and kept me company on whatsapp from my mega boring notes lol. :)) i can't wait to see you soon!!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ai Lin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;one of my most loyal friends who hold friendship higher in her heart than anyone else. thanks for being there for me through my sobbing, whiny phone calls. and you know i'd do the same for you too. anytime! :) i know recently we both had been going through some emo shit and i'm glad we both have each other to talk to. and things are definately getting better now :) thanks for telling me that i really needed space and to stop trying so hard to be friends with Chris because it was just destroying and killing both of us from the inside. you are such a blatant, straight forward person whom i really admire. haha cuz i would never be able to tell people to fuck off like you can. hahahaha. not that it's a bad thing anyway. you taught me to stand up for myself and i'm really getting better at it. lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Shin&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thanks for talking to me during my late night emo phone calls, which sometimes wake you up. haha. and you have work the next day too :(( i felt soooooo bad!!! i remember asking you, do you think this is karma? i broke up with you and broke your heart and now i'm receiving what i did to you. you could have told me "yes, you were such a bitch" but instead, you said that i was silly and shouldn't think of it that way :)) you are still you, the kind hearted person and the one who still care :) haha it's funny how we joked that we don't even know how to call each other by the name cuz it's so AWKWARD. it has been 2 years since we'd seen each other and the last time we met, we were still a couple. lol. calling you by your name is so. damn. weird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mabs&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you were there for me even though you had exams (nawwwww) :))) it meant a lot really and i can't wait to come back to see you and talk to you!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Hoong Chun&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We grew closer during exam time and i was really vulnerable then :( thanks for talking to me when i was sooooooo bored from studying and your company was one of the things that got me through exams. haha i remembered that you were sending me random youtube videos to cheer me up and "motivate" me. but the stupid clip with Rocky in it was just moronic. LOL. and because of you, i rewatched the Gossip Girl scene for like, a million times -___- soooooo addictive. and it sort of made me emo as well -_____- but it was also one of the most touching scenes i've ever seen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Elsa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;you were always the one to disappear whenever i ask you to come along for events -__- but it's great that you are coming out more often now!! :)) it's fun having you around :)) thanks for swinging by to my place and went for drinks with me to keep me company and talk to me :)) it was good having a girlfriend around and someone &amp;nbsp;who is willing to listen to me whine. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;College Mates (Weenz, Art, Kah May, Kar Leng, Ming, Qing, Ro)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OMGGGG you guys are zeeeeee best!! :))) seriously. whoever thought of starting the facebook thread going to keep in contact was an absolute genius :) although we hardly catch each other around and you guys are on the other end of the world (UK, US and Malaysia), thanks for replying so fast to my post. all your encouragements and support were really what i needed. hahah thank god for the time difference when i was unable to sleep at 4am and i think Ming was still awake and talking to me on the thread. Weenz you knocked some sense in my head when you said that he doesnt really care anyway because if he was as organised as i said, then why can't he organise me into his busy schedule? well it wasn't exactly like that, but i guess it was kinda true in a way too. and Kar Leng hahahahaha the thing you said about Mariah Carey just made me LOL-ed so bad. hahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;wow. this post is realllllllllly long. and i'm really really tired. lol&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyway to sum this up, other ppl whom i'd like to thank for hearing me out:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jack, Steph, Tecki, Marz, Kev, Shawn (omg you called me a fucking idiot lol), Yen Thong, Asher, Rich, Sarah etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my brain ain't working anymore. i'll add on more when i'm more awake lol :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that's for now!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/1867694032033489976-4057094355593698803?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4057094355593698803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/closure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4057094355593698803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4057094355593698803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/closure.html' title='closure.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-7066910001838938318</id><published>2010-11-14T17:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:29:01.599+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lol.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5539288627442753122'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TN-BqIMWHmI/AAAAAAAABZw/_0F1R3W346Y/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why you shouldn't doodle on your partner's notes when you were attached. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because when you're revising your notes, you'd be constantly reminded of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7066910001838938318?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7066910001838938318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7066910001838938318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7066910001838938318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/lol.html' title='Lol.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TN-BqIMWHmI/AAAAAAAABZw/_0F1R3W346Y/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-166550486625209784</id><published>2010-11-13T17:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:34:49.872+11:00</updated><title type='text'>so like.</title><content type='html'>which part of "when are you leaving? i've some stuff to do" that you don't understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty DAMN obvious that i want you to leave my house (!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking hate people who self invites and overstay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how thick can your skin be? the size of a truck?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-166550486625209784?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/166550486625209784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/166550486625209784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/166550486625209784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-like.html' title='so like.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1955669442241381860</id><published>2010-11-11T11:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T11:00:05.877+11:00</updated><title type='text'>harlow!</title><content type='html'>me is still aliveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surviving on barely 2 hours of sleep lol and i can feel my preexams adrenaline pumping through my veins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i actually did 20 lectures in a day. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks steph, reina and pat for sending me encouraging texts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoong chun and shin for being there on whatsapp, keeping me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you guys :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma write a thank you post for those who stood by me throughout my break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS IN 3 HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go go!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1955669442241381860?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1955669442241381860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/harlow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1955669442241381860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1955669442241381860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/harlow.html' title='harlow!'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2311549631307599710</id><published>2010-11-10T14:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T14:38:20.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.</title><content type='html'>"You're Serena van der Woodsen. He should be moving mountains to be with you if he had to,"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made my day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love you Soo Mi! hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2311549631307599710?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2311549631307599710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2311549631307599710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2311549631307599710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/haha.html' title='haha.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2556146343677620321</id><published>2010-11-10T10:12:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T18:21:47.866+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown.</title><content type='html'>I need some feel good factors to enhance my study mojo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gonna cross out whatever I've done for tomorrow's paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;LA (3 lectures) &lt;br /&gt;Radio (7 lectures)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DTP (5 lectures)&lt;br /&gt;OA ( 10 lectures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I hope I survive D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2556146343677620321?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2556146343677620321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/countdown.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2556146343677620321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2556146343677620321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/countdown.html' title='Countdown.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6045219514259647827</id><published>2010-11-10T03:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T03:01:51.336+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stoopid.</title><content type='html'>it's funny how that no matter how quick you try to change your relationship status on Facebook and remove it as soon as possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some moron still manages to comment on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT! seriously?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. I just changed it for fun, to garner attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shit that it's serious right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtfff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6045219514259647827?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6045219514259647827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/stoopid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6045219514259647827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6045219514259647827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/stoopid.html' title='stoopid.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2940605216377871005</id><published>2010-11-09T19:06:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T19:06:44.070+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the scariest thing.</title><content type='html'>is that you're not stressed for exams when you're supposed to be :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after yesterday's paper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've entirely lost my mojo to study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is nuts! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2940605216377871005?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2940605216377871005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/scariest-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2940605216377871005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2940605216377871005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/scariest-thing.html' title='the scariest thing.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1450224466098868682</id><published>2010-11-09T12:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T12:39:07.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'>life quote.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNimHLLxbxI/AAAAAAAABZs/oY7D-wIB9Hg/s1600/588procrastinateles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNimHLLxbxI/AAAAAAAABZs/oY7D-wIB9Hg/s320/588procrastinateles.jpg" width="317" /&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/1867694032033489976-1450224466098868682?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1450224466098868682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1450224466098868682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1450224466098868682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/life-quote.html' title='life quote.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNimHLLxbxI/AAAAAAAABZs/oY7D-wIB9Hg/s72-c/588procrastinateles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-8574011280474950746</id><published>2010-11-07T23:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T23:59:22.905+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously feel super gg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't know whether i can get some sleep tonight :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thought of you repulses me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8574011280474950746?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8574011280474950746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/seriously-feel-super-gg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8574011280474950746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8574011280474950746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/seriously-feel-super-gg.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-517345574693295957</id><published>2010-11-07T22:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T22:28:32.912+11:00</updated><title type='text'>enough.</title><content type='html'>please please do not try to pretend like you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because we both know, that you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a single bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-517345574693295957?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/517345574693295957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/enough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/517345574693295957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/517345574693295957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/enough.html' title='enough.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4216035034838264756</id><published>2010-11-07T19:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T19:29:25.646+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fml fml fml fml fml fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed to max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4216035034838264756?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4216035034838264756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/fml-fml-fml-fml-fml-fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4216035034838264756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4216035034838264756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/fml-fml-fml-fml-fml-fml.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6675133720859403052</id><published>2010-11-07T18:36:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:36:05.145+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm confused with my feelings right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss/hate/indifferent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All occuring simultaneously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&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/1867694032033489976-6675133720859403052?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6675133720859403052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-confused-with-my-feelings-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6675133720859403052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6675133720859403052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-confused-with-my-feelings-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-8418999067170691342</id><published>2010-11-07T14:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T14:43:38.576+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the last run.</title><content type='html'>homghomghomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are starting tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*DAIDAIDAIDAIDAI*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 more perio lectures to memorise and redo cons and perio in one go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gogogogogogogo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda boring studying alone actually. but oh wells! i can memorise better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although it's driving me insane cuz i dont have a living human being to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;texts don't count. lol. but oh well that has to do for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i doing dentistry again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STRESSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want that damn award.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8418999067170691342?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8418999067170691342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-run.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8418999067170691342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8418999067170691342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/last-run.html' title='the last run.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4291820812702417291</id><published>2010-11-06T12:50:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T12:50:53.050+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNS0V57cNUI/AAAAAAAABZo/phZsnufn-w0/s1600/storm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNS0V57cNUI/AAAAAAAABZo/phZsnufn-w0/s400/storm.jpg" width="400" /&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/1867694032033489976-4291820812702417291?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNS0V57cNUI/AAAAAAAABZo/phZsnufn-w0/s72-c/storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4765333145862395715</id><published>2010-11-06T11:43:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T11:44:14.045+11:00</updated><title type='text'>what is there not to love :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNSke-QWVMI/AAAAAAAABZk/Kfe-MDWFhaY/s1600/pretty+shoes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNSke-QWVMI/AAAAAAAABZk/Kfe-MDWFhaY/s400/pretty+shoes.jpg" width="400" 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TNSke-QWVMI/AAAAAAAABZk/Kfe-MDWFhaY/s72-c/pretty+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-523971314283226115</id><published>2010-11-06T10:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T10:18:39.385+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close friends made me realize that, i need someone fun, spontaneous, chilled (lol), less self centered (double lol) etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i not see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, good to know,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that you were right.&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/1867694032033489976-523971314283226115?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wished that it wouldn't affect me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's time to accept that people who left, best friend/close friend whoever, are not coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, everything we had, really had reduced to nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2634521675542451360?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2634521675542451360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-should-stop-telling-myself-that-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2634521675542451360'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all times, we had to break it off during exam period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be frank, i'm not studying well at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just thinking about you and get all my emo pangs in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can barely sleep and when i wake up, i feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck. i'm so annoyed right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF AND FOCUS DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8338916197602150608?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8338916197602150608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/fuck-this-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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when you wake up feeling shit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nothing that you do could make you feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna lie in bed and sleep, but i'm running out of time to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of all times, it have had to be done now- exam time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8899021816847256168?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8899021816847256168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/bad-shape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8899021816847256168'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;i don't want to be in pain anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam and emotional stress are just too much to bear atm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6146793748602401373?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6146793748602401373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6146793748602401373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6146793748602401373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/11/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-8905042865921588989</id><published>2010-11-01T18:55:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T18:55:18.567+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when it hits rock bottom,&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;things can only go up from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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' 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title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2105456804355357831</id><published>2010-10-31T23:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T23:42:30.108+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wish that everything could go back to normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us talking (eye to eye), not being awkward and being good friends again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe talking to you personally would help, but at the moment, i get the vibe that you don't want to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to push it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna risk jeopardizing what we still have left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not as a couple anymore because i know it's not going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but more of a close, best friend whom i shared so much with before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, everything we had is just reduced to nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, in my heart, i know we can pick up from where we left off as best friends bc of the strong relationship we had before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's certainly what i hope for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, it's just one of those nights that i want to curl up in bed and cry myself to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2105456804355357831?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2105456804355357831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-i-wish-that-everything-could.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2105456804355357831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2105456804355357831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/sometimes-i-wish-that-everything-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-859918312506462146</id><published>2010-10-31T12:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T12:42:02.302+11:00</updated><title type='text'>firework :)</title><content type='html'>one of those songs that make me wanna dance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and very inspiring too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe you're the reason why all the doors are closed,&lt;br /&gt;So you can open one that leads you to the perfect road"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QGJuMBdaqIw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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/1867694032033489976-859918312506462146?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/859918312506462146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/firework.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/859918312506462146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/859918312506462146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/firework.html' title='firework :)'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-920013198369496247</id><published>2010-10-29T11:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:44:18.219+11:00</updated><title type='text'>done!</title><content type='html'>ahhhh finally finished with assignments! (due today) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy joy joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, there's still Prac book :( *strangles self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drinking tonight. partly to celebrate and also to cheer myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to be my drinking partner?&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/1867694032033489976-920013198369496247?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/920013198369496247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/920013198369496247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/920013198369496247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/done.html' title='done!'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6939035571528826006</id><published>2010-10-29T00:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T00:26:32.423+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song dedications from Tecki and Kev :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nawww &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ag6zUBE7TVw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ag6zUBE7TVw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_-u201JBgYI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_-u201JBgYI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;thanks guys :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6939035571528826006?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6939035571528826006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-dedications-from-tecki-and-kev.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6939035571528826006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6939035571528826006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/song-dedications-from-tecki-and-kev.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4094935431295817982</id><published>2010-10-28T01:16:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T01:49:52.533+11:00</updated><title type='text'>stressed.</title><content type='html'>omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after having such a messed up week, i'm stuck with PBL mapping at 1 freaking am :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm nowhere near finishing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMYGARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pulls hair out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, it doesn't really help that i'm still having trouble sleeping :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine someone who used to sleep at least 12 hours a day and still complain that she's tired, is now an insomniac who's running on 1 hour of sleep for more than 24 hours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna finish you PBL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i really don't deserve this from you. i'll be strong for myself. don't expect too much from me, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4094935431295817982?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4094935431295817982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/stressed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4094935431295817982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4094935431295817982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/stressed.html' title='stressed.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-5104019210223546718</id><published>2010-10-27T17:59:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T17:59:32.239+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all your hugs/ fb msges/ texts/ phone calls/ tweets/ whatsapp etc :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's great to know that i've a good support system behind me when i fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything and i'm glad to know that you guys are standing by me through this tough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-5104019210223546718?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5104019210223546718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi-all-thanks-for-all-your-hugs-fb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5104019210223546718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5104019210223546718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/hi-all-thanks-for-all-your-hugs-fb.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-620075400502712504</id><published>2010-10-27T01:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:10:10.976+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the most painful experience is that we both know we still love each other,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we are deliberately trying to stay apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hence destroying the both of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-620075400502712504?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/620075400502712504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/most-painful-experience-is-that-we-both.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/620075400502712504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/620075400502712504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/most-painful-experience-is-that-we-both.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1018431119915737657</id><published>2010-10-25T23:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:58:05.340+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can we just leave the past behind us and move on, starting over? please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going insane. can't even think straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart hurts so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1018431119915737657?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1018431119915737657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/can-we-just-leave-past-behind-us-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1018431119915737657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1018431119915737657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/can-we-just-leave-past-behind-us-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-7021959727369345642</id><published>2010-10-24T19:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:16:23.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'>broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;you told me to express my feelings in words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i just saw you at ft just now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;my heart was racing, and do you know what i was thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i was thinking. MAYBE he changed his mind. MAYBE he wants me back. MAYBE he would hug me and said "boo, can we forget everything from the past and move on?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;to which, i would, definitely, say yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;a big fucking yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;instead, you know what you said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;you said, "i'm gonna drop off your stuff at your place later"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;and you started to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i just couldn't hold back my tears.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;it's so so so painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;so painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;you killed me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;again and again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;finally, i had to ask you. i had to ask you face to face. "have i lost you?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;you replied,"we can still be friends"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i gulped back my tears, couldn't believe what i hear, and while you turn left to college square, i turned right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;cried my way back to uropa. cried in my room so loudly that jack had to come and see what happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i'm in such pain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i love you but i can't be with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;i need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told you before, i've never felt the same way for anyone before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are so special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you felt your heart being torn to pieces and trampled on, again and again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt that literally. i actually felt it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;"&gt;why are you doing this to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7021959727369345642?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7021959727369345642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/broken.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7021959727369345642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7021959727369345642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/broken.html' title='broken.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-5717570960753275261</id><published>2010-10-23T15:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T15:51:18.488+11:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;i'm so heartbroken right now, i just feel numb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-5717570960753275261?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5717570960753275261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5717570960753275261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5717570960753275261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2513586553320960714</id><published>2010-10-23T12:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T12:17:22.647+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>you know you're going crazy</title><content type='html'>when you wake up at 6.45am when you slept at 2am the night before, and couldn't go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you speak to a fly in your room nicely, asking it to fly out because you really can't deal with everything right now. including the fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when someone doesn't pick up your calls/return texts, you think that it was your phone's reception's fault. and just not because he didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you tried to restart your phone countless times, hoping that it REALLY was the reception's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you feel so lonely because your best friend is not speaking to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you start to hate yourself and question why this is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you cry till your eyelids swell up into a monolid that is the size of a tiny hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want you.&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/1867694032033489976-2513586553320960714?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2513586553320960714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-know-youre-going-crazy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2513586553320960714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2513586553320960714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/you-know-youre-going-crazy.html' title='you know you&apos;re going crazy'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6463556133032505283</id><published>2010-10-16T14:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T14:21:55.837+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><title type='text'>pulling up again.</title><content type='html'>a handful of events had happened within the past month like a whirlwind that destroyed everything i thought i had. it left as soon as it came. and now i'm back on my 2 feet again, convincing myself that everything is going to be okay. we told each other that everything is going to be fine. i have faith. but pulling up is not as easy as i thought it would be. maybe i fell harder than i expected this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Everything is going to be alright.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg. i really do despise others who belittle me. well, i'm fired to do well and beat the hell out of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fuck you and your little elite group of people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6463556133032505283?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6463556133032505283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/pulling-up-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6463556133032505283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6463556133032505283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/10/pulling-up-again.html' title='pulling up again.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-661105295049301854</id><published>2010-09-23T01:25:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T01:25:36.239+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I just wish this is easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/58371.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/58371.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&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/1867694032033489976-661105295049301854?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/661105295049301854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-you-so-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/661105295049301854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/661105295049301854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-you-so-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2484536673078083737</id><published>2010-09-02T23:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T23:02:43.006+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TH-gHIkHEvI/AAAAAAAABZU/4EzQPBYpqWI/s1600/daybefore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TH-gHIkHEvI/AAAAAAAABZU/4EzQPBYpqWI/s400/daybefore.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jit jit passed away yesterday and went to tortoise heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope she has strong wings and a halo around her shell there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2484536673078083737?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2484536673078083737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/09/jit-jit-passed-away-yesterday-and-went.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2484536673078083737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2484536673078083737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/09/jit-jit-passed-away-yesterday-and-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TH-gHIkHEvI/AAAAAAAABZU/4EzQPBYpqWI/s72-c/daybefore.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-877931765685553522</id><published>2010-08-31T23:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:33:10.142+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>om nom nom nom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TH0ENh04zxI/AAAAAAAABZE/G9FXT1dvzjw/s1600/macaron1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TH0ENh04zxI/AAAAAAAABZE/G9FXT1dvzjw/s400/macaron1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harwow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the frank tate craze is on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty motivated to study but need to grasp onto it D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm craving for macarons now! :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn you Oony for baking those amazing macarons T____T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna try the Lindt ones now! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-877931765685553522?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/877931765685553522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/om-nom-nom-nom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/877931765685553522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/877931765685553522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/om-nom-nom-nom.html' title='om nom nom nom.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TH0ENh04zxI/AAAAAAAABZE/G9FXT1dvzjw/s72-c/macaron1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4048989862430142905</id><published>2010-08-29T18:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T18:41:01.792+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;change of plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna head off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't. stand. it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;$#(&amp;amp;%$%&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;%$#&amp;amp;%$#&amp;amp;%$#%&amp;amp;$&amp;amp;&amp;amp;%$!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4048989862430142905?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4048989862430142905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4048989862430142905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4048989862430142905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6474966498137048756</id><published>2010-08-29T18:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T18:32:57.686+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internet's capped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really damn annoying when i want to lectopia my lectures and it takes 4 HOURS to dld one lecture which is only as &amp;nbsp;big as 13.5 MB. it is still downloading now -_- it was on since 2 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i hvnt been around using much of the internet as i hv been going over to Chris's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we have 80gb(s) in total of peak and off peak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to do my assignments and upload photos for my blogshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the damn websites wont even load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. damn. irritated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6474966498137048756?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6474966498137048756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>:((</title><content type='html'>Jit Jit (my pet tortoise) is really sick :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum said she hasn't been eating again and she's not&amp;nbsp;defecating too. Vets have been giving her pain killers and trying to hydrate her as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her arms and legs could barely move this morning :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartsick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a shit week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can all the bad things stop happening already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7287977959215377153?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7287977959215377153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7287977959215377153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7287977959215377153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=':(('/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-7496832362702011936</id><published>2010-08-25T22:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T22:12:27.436+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, am i supposed to speak from my heart or my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get confused sometimes too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7496832362702011936?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7496832362702011936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-am-i-supposed-to-speak-from-my-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7496832362702011936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7496832362702011936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-am-i-supposed-to-speak-from-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4468867131796072068</id><published>2010-08-24T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T15:51:04.389+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>i've finally found you, my missing puzzle piece.</title><content type='html'>it is a moody day for me and as usual, i don't even try to hide it very well. maybe not from boo, but it's good enough to shield from the outside world on how i felt.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we understand each other so well that my feelings affect his too. i felt awful when i realised he thought i was sad because of him and he decided to roll in bed instead of coming to class. studying fuels him and makes him happy (lol. such a nerd) and it was all.because.of.me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i like this? :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4468867131796072068?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4468867131796072068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-finally-found-you-my-missing-puzzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4468867131796072068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4468867131796072068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/ive-finally-found-you-my-missing-puzzle.html' title='i&apos;ve finally found you, my missing puzzle piece.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6000451484849827391</id><published>2010-08-04T16:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:44:52.111+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>so this is it.</title><content type='html'>i'm currently overwhelmed with emotions. and these emotions couldn't possibly all be worded nor expressed. but i'll try. because it is the best way for me to deal with them, for now.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it has been 3 days, since the confrontation. it seemed less serious than it sounds, as it was more of me talking, picking my fingernails and just looking away while trying to express how i felt for the last 3 months. it felt more like it was expressed from only my point of view. when i did catch your eyes occasionally as i looked up, there was your mere smile on your face. the one that i'm so familiar with, because we had been so close for so long. it pains me, because you meant so much to me, as a best friend, one of my closest since high school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know i hate confrontations. i KNOW i hate confrontations. which is why it took me freaking 3 months to muster all the courage i have to speak to you. that miserable sunday, when i came home, trying to mentally prepare myself and try to get the words out from my mouth was absolutely torturous. i swear a part of me inside died and has yet to recover. i was so so so nervous and it was so diffucult to get my thoughts right. all i could do before i knocked on your door, which is always closed for now, was pacing up and down the living room, cleaning up my room, kitchen etc. everything was done in vain to prepare myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you were simply, emotionless after all that i'd said. even my tears couldn't do otherwise.your patting on my thigh and that mere smile were all i could get out of you. then i realised i was treated as how you would treat our normal friends. normal as in, distant friends, whom usually after you'd comforted them, you'd come back home and tell me stories about them, occasionally saying that they're stupid and you don't know what they were thinking of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after all that said and done, i told you that i need to return to my room, curl up and die. and you said i should take a rest. lol. so, that's it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was all you could say to me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take a rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was it huh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we both shut our doors and while i curl up and wanting to die on my bed, i could clearly hear you skyping with your gf, talking and laughing, as if nothing took place in the last 15 minutes. well, aren't thin walls a blessing? &amp;nbsp;i snapped at that point and told chris i can't do this anymore. i need to leave. i need to leave immediately. kev came to get me and i just grabbed whatever i could, as fast as possible to just get away. to leave.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that was it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no texts, no calls, no emails, no nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess for the past few days after the whole drama, my inner self was just pushing everything aside. my brain pretty much refused to process whatever that had happened and resisting entirely any feelings i had. numb, i would say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried to put on a brave front, telling EVERYONE i'm okay. i'm perfectly fine. pfft. it takes time but i'm fine now! :)))) don't worry about me! i'm okay :D&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi mum and dad, i'm fine :) don't worry okay? mum, stop being so dramatic about everything. i'm fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey boo i'm fine :) don't worry about me, just do your stuff and i won't invade your space :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hi kev :D PRINCE OF BOH huh! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. i amuse myself. seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was one of those days. one of the unlucky days since i've 4 damn classes from 9 to 5. and all i wanna do is just curl in bed and sleep. just to block everything away from my head, and sleep. boo came back for me every single break and we spent time talking. talking about how i was feeling and everything else. to be honest, i'm still in pieces. it was good to have my own little space now, just to pull all my thoughts together and mend myself. i'm very tired and all i want to do was to sleep for the entire day. curled up in bed and hide myself from everyone else. i don't think i can walk out from the apartment and face anyone today. i don't want to speak to people, i don't want to pretend that everything's fine for once. i just want to be hiding alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do wonder whether i did the right thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whether it was right to express how i felt. maybe i should have done what i do best- run and hide. running away from problems is undeniably my forte. pretending, not so because my face tends to show it all. facing the problems i have is definitely my phobia, hence part of me dying is unavoidable in confronting issues. everyone told me it was the right thing to tell him. but why do i feel otherwise?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i always knew if i had to take this step, it would end up like this. it would wind down to us trying to avoid each other. if we bump into one another, all we will do is to smile meekly and have some sort of small talk that involves uni, the weather and what not and awkwardness will engulf us whole.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of all days, my body had to choose today to fall apart.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what the fuck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chris said that i shouldn't shut you out and there might be a glimmer of hope in saving this relationship.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i honestly don't know what i should do.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hey, it's time to stop lamenting and pick the pieces up.&amp;nbsp;&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/1867694032033489976-6000451484849827391?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6000451484849827391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-this-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6000451484849827391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6000451484849827391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-this-is-it.html' title='so this is it.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-5557211452880571502</id><published>2010-07-22T05:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T05:27:40.243+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>awww :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'helvetica neue', helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="quote-content" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"In your life, no matter how short, you will meet someone who challenges you, who really makes you think. You will meet someone who can make you laugh relentlessly, where your face hurts from smiling so hard. You will meet someone who makes you so angry, so upset and so fucking vulnerable all at once. You will meet someone who be your support no matter what, even if they believe you are wrong. You will meet someone who takes care of you in your worst moments and you will learn to take care of them in their worst as well. You will meet someone you will go through hell and back for. You will meet someone who you love with every ounce of your being. You will meet someone who makes you feel more alive and more happy than you ever have before. You will meet someone who will open doors for you, who will do anything to help you succeed. You will meet someone who would weather the worst of storms for you. You will meet someone who will say one thing to you and your eyes will pour tears and your heart will melt in their hands. You will meet someone who is your best friend, until nothing but death tears you apart. One day, you will meet someone who is all of those and son, you better marry her because she will be everything you will ever need in a human being and every single day you wake up you will be so damn thankful to feel her fingers in your hair and her smile on the back of your neck and don’t you dare bargain for any less of someone who is everything I told you because we settle for too many mediocre things in life and love shouldn’t be one of them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quote-source" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;— Papa,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Excerpt from my story) (via&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://where-the-heart-is.tumblr.com/" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #555555; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;where-the-heart-is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="quote-source" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-5557211452880571502?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5557211452880571502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/awww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5557211452880571502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5557211452880571502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/awww.html' title='awww :)'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4608008312862627178</id><published>2010-07-22T04:57:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T05:01:59.329+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>love?</title><content type='html'>apparently it is the season of breaking up recently amongst my circle of primary mates. (yes i still keep in touch with them :) ) it's very intriguing that how all of us lead different lives and we all have our own little pieces of dramas. and although we haven't seen each other for nearly half a year since we last gathered, words of comfort are appreciated so so much when we exchange our woes and experiences, speaking of the past, present and future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best friend during our primary years had an extremely bad break up with her boyfriend. they had been going out for 2 years and the break up came as a shock to her. she had always known that he was one with a weird character and also mysteriously&amp;nbsp;temperamental.&amp;nbsp;his reason for breaking up was that he came across a quote, written between the lines of, "what is love? when it can barely last forever" or something seemingly meaningful, but in reality, it's just a bunch of crap. that was it. that WAS the best he can come up with and he left her torn apart, trying to pick up the pieces, all by herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm so lost. i don't know what i'm doing everyday. i couldn't focus when i'm working. i can't eat nor sleep properly without nightmares interjecting into my mind. i'm literally a walking corpse and am nothing but a human shell", she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to which i tried to give my advice, but apart from saying, "time heals everything," and "he doesn't deserve you anyway that selfish bastard", i couldn't suggest anything else. i realised that i actually couldn't relate to her regarding the break up. i'm very fortunate that in my past relationships, i've been treated extremely well and to be crude, it was pretty evident that my ex(es) loved me, more than i did to them.i was the one who was always irrational and temperamental. for her, she was the one falling head over heels for him and that when he left in a sudden, she couldn't forgive him, moreover herself because she felt that she violated the "the guy must love me more than i do to him in a relationship" rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she felt stupid, extremely furious with him and herself, broken and lost. karma was what she thought when he left because she remembered that she didn't treat her past bfs well at all. they were the ones who heeded to all her needs and dayummm she was even more irrational than i was. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, what happens if i was her? would that ever happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i hope not. (who does anyway!!?) then i thought to myself. if i try to hold back in falling for someone and hoping that he loves me more than i do to him, maybe i wouldn't hurt myself that much, even if it didn't work out. i was initially introuduced to the "rule" by my mum and it is repeatedly reinforced by my girlfriends. all of whom suffered from break ups, good or bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, who the fuck invented this outrageous "rule"?!?! think about it, if i hold back my feelings and he thinks that i don't love him enough and likewise held back his, then there is NO meaning to the whole relationship. because we ARE living in denial and selfishness to try to protect ourselves from being hurt by others and therefore, never truly loved each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible as it sounds, i do admit that i am slightly influenced by it. because i'm a girl and love being pampered :) but that doesn't mean i hold back when it comes to falling in love. i'd like to think that i'm an emotionally attached person and still, unabashedly loves to fantasize the perfect everything when it comes to a relationship. yeaappp that's me, forever the dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me, i've learnt that being in a relationship is more of falling deeply in love with each other and having that overwhelming chemistry, then start learning about your partner's habits, character and thoughts, getting to understand him better and then, realising that you are actually falling deeper in love with him when you actually thought it was rendered impossible that it could happen, because you're already so so so into him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is, a strange strange thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the story. all of us tried our best to talk to her and try to understand what she's going through. cracking jokes, gossiping about others and generally tried to tear her away from the pain that was piercing her. and the last piece of thought i gave was, "everything happens for a reason", lame i know. yeah Chris's favourite quote. but i thought it was apt at that particular moment when everyone ran out of things to say. to which she nodded and agreed that it is something positive that she could start off with. :) finally someone actually believed that nonsensical quote :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the night, when i started writing up this post, (i wrote it last night but didn't manage to finish it) i received a text from my best friend. it was a mass text to everyone who were there. she thanked us for listening and that it felt heart warming that after all these years, we are still there for her and she appreciated it very, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is why friendships are precious to me. those who matter anyway :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4608008312862627178?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4608008312862627178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4608008312862627178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4608008312862627178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/love.html' title='love?'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-3977763217334818130</id><published>2010-07-20T04:45:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T13:25:26.119+10:00</updated><title type='text'>story of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5495690482487119426"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TESdYFwjzkI/AAAAAAAABZA/S8JsLU9N4ws/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-3977763217334818130?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3977763217334818130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/story-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3977763217334818130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3977763217334818130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/story-of-my-life.html' title='story of my life.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TESdYFwjzkI/AAAAAAAABZA/S8JsLU9N4ws/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1099642051645504796</id><published>2010-07-12T06:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T06:09:46.167+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I am</title><content type='html'>down with flu &lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/58385.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giving up on watching the World Cup *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of getting my wisdoms out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUNGRY &lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/57607.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/57607.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of talking about you &lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/57433.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick of nosy people &lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/57433.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you &lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/57430.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in love &lt;img src='http://blogpress.w18.net/e/57378.gif' border='0' align='left' /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&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/1867694032033489976-1099642051645504796?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1099642051645504796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1099642051645504796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1099642051645504796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am.html' title='I am'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-5240014875265057371</id><published>2010-07-12T04:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T04:59:14.425+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hungrehhhh</title><content type='html'>&amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really hungry right now :( but i don't feel like snacking in the middle of the night D: D: need to lose fat cheeks!! RWAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo met my family today :) lol and he wondered why my crazy uncle didn't speak much during the whole dinner haha. obviously mum prewarned him about his verbal&amp;nbsp;diarrhea&amp;nbsp;issue :p and therefore he was under a very controlled situation. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really glad everything went well and he wasn't feeling too awkward with his everyone-surrounding-me-is-speaking-canto phobia :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i can hear soccer fans cheering from Steven's corner omg they are so crazy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's strange how some people mask their&amp;nbsp;nosiness&amp;nbsp;with the excuse of being caring. they actually feel superior over you about things or issues that you don't give a shit about. i'm just bemused by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photos in no chronological order :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2963copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2963copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zomg. velvet rouge from fukuharu is so yums!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2489copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2489copy.jpg" width="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lazing around lincoln park :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2960copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2960copy.jpg" width="307" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cousin love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0081copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="268" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_0081copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puff, joce and moi &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2764copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="376" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2764copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2483copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="323" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2483copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graffiti wall at MC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2839copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="326" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2839copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheek love &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&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/1867694032033489976-5240014875265057371?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5240014875265057371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/hungrehhhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5240014875265057371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5240014875265057371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/hungrehhhh.html' title='hungrehhhh'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6644862028802477002</id><published>2010-07-10T03:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T04:00:42.292+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthdays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>busy busy busy like a bumble bee!</title><content type='html'>it's been half way through winter hols and i've been v v v v busy &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; meeting up with family and friends and trying to catch up with everyone are currently keeping me extremely occupied. not that i'm complaining though :)) it has been an amazing holiday so far, just chilling and feeling extremely relaxed :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i've learnt today is that jealousy never ends. it will actually engulf a person and even after all those years, he/she will still hold a grudge against you, although you've never done anything mean or horrible to that particular person. well, obviously i wouldn't mind as much if you look down on me, but when it comes to my family, don't you DARE say a word about them. basically this is why you don't have any friends nor a partner to share your life with and that you're always alone. ain't it a no brainer? if you've given anything much thought about, i think it's time that you TRY or even ATTEMPT to look around you and comprehend why no one bloody likes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one wants to be associated with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, moving on to happier things :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been spending time with Chris in Pavilion (lol, this is literally his second home), watching movies, shopping and chilling in Starbucks. it's actually becoming a routine :) if you want to test your luck, try bumping into us at Pav, it's like a 90% success rate. lol.&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/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDdYIEW1-nI/AAAAAAAABYg/z7Zoa-4wNQQ/s1600/IMG_2898+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDdYIEW1-nI/AAAAAAAABYg/z7Zoa-4wNQQ/s400/IMG_2898+copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hullo! meet Chris :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDdZusniJNI/AAAAAAAABYo/HyzPffV9DBo/s1600/IMG_2980+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDdZusniJNI/AAAAAAAABYo/HyzPffV9DBo/s400/IMG_2980+copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've put on so much weight it's not even funny :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 freaking kilos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;omfg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cheek love! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Weens' 21st :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Weens had her 21st at Alexis, Gardens and then we headed off to Gsix, which is a club/pub on the 6th floor. Dinner was really enjoyable because it was sort of like a gathering for all of us :)) the UK ppl are back! :D i hvn't seen most of them for like maybe a year? and seeing them again, just felt like they'd never left :) conversational topics were picked up from where we left off and it was fun! :) it's nice to know after these while of not seeing/talking to each other that everything is still the same :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDdazYO-LQI/AAAAAAAABYw/b0xbks23n2s/s1600/IMG_2912.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDdazYO-LQI/AAAAAAAABYw/b0xbks23n2s/s400/IMG_2912.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Art the wife and Kah May (aka Donkey), the one who wears the pants :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2913.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2914copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2914copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qing, KM, me, Weens! the birthday girl&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/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDddstYGVbI/AAAAAAAABY4/rLSkGpEFfR0/s1600/IMG_2917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDddstYGVbI/AAAAAAAABY4/rLSkGpEFfR0/s400/IMG_2917.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leng, KM,Art and Horny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2921copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2921copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2925copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2925copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2929.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2929.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not-so-innocent birthday girl who passed out. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2935.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2935.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this happens all the time lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2938copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2938copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little handphone &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2939.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2939.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2940copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2940copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2944.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2944.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi everyone meet arthur lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2945.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2945.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is not drunk.&lt;br /&gt;confirm.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;he's like that on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2948.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2948.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2950copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2950copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2957.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="300" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2957.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hannah, yizhen, sam and weens :)&lt;br /&gt;the bubblies killed her :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2952copy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" height="400" src="http://i418.photobucket.com/albums/pp267/steffiewaffie/IMG_2952copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jon :) haven't seen him since high school :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okie i'm really tired right now. should get some sleep 'cause i'm meeting bee and the girls tomorrow :) can't wait!&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/1867694032033489976-6644862028802477002?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6644862028802477002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-busy-busy-like-bumble-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6644862028802477002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6644862028802477002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-busy-busy-like-bumble-bee.html' title='busy busy busy like a bumble bee!'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TDdYIEW1-nI/AAAAAAAABYg/z7Zoa-4wNQQ/s72-c/IMG_2898+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-3295577081962860105</id><published>2010-07-01T02:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T02:40:08.164+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>back.</title><content type='html'>:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just landed yesterday morning and i'm really happy to be back! :)) having to return to the city i'm most familiar with, being able to meet up with friends whom i've missed and hanging out with family and Chris are just one of the many excitements this holidays :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd barely a few winks on the plane and ended up watching 3 movies on my flight back -_- How to Train A Dragon was such an adorable movie! :) very witty and light :) me like. and i thought Valentines Day was a pretty good chic flick too. i was so shocked when i found out mcdreamy (in the movie) was gay! :O :O what an absolute waste. lol. From Paris with Love was alright, just another typical action flick and i was getting tired during the movie so it wasn't great for me &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching up with the parents was so much fun! :))) it felt nice to be close, as in distance wised again because i do receive more pampering from them :p (stop laughing christopher) well, i do need my daily dose of manjaness :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was texting my mum before i came back from melbourne:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: i'm so excited to be back mum! :)&lt;br /&gt;mum: remember to pack and sleep early (wtf right! doesn't even bother to reply in context :((( )&lt;br /&gt;me: aiyor! why aren't you excited that i'm coming back?!&lt;br /&gt;mum: aiyoh. i'm already taking leave to come and meet you at the airport lah princess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:))))))&lt;br /&gt;haha. me like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-3295577081962860105?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3295577081962860105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3295577081962860105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3295577081962860105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/07/back.html' title='back.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-8347437569064710044</id><published>2010-06-26T15:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T15:58:14.595+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>never tasted so. damn. good!!!!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're finally done with exams!! :)))) after a whole month of caffeine overdose and screwed up sleep cycles, we are there at last! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring in the alco baby! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed off to Bond for the post exams clubbing event and predrinks was at mine. basically after 6 weeks of no drinking has led to the downfall of our alcohol tolerance. LOL. it was such a fail, seeing that we only had a quarter of an Absolute shared between the 5 of us &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;" and after 2 glasses of vodka coke mix, i was a happy girl :)))) hahahaha. Reina was absolutely adorable yesterday :) she only had 3 and was pretty much gone after lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reina: Omg cheek love! :D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;Me: cheek love! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;*attempts to stick our cheeks together and bursting into laughing fits*&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;the things we do when we are drunk. LOLLOLLOL!&lt;br /&gt;cheek love-&amp;gt; due to too much good food and constant binging (shoving food down our throats every 2 mins), our cheeks are just growing horizontally every day :((((( and through thorough discussions, we have come to agree that Asians are typically susceptible to this unfortunate syndrome :(:( oh dear. i need to lose the fat cheeks soon :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bond was fun! with lots of alcohol lol. well, any event with lots of alcohol tend to head down the fun way :p it has been awhile since i've been there and it was refurbished and looked much cleaner and presentable now. it was pretty dodge before. and and they played Sexy Love!!! *hearts* :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the night (my night pretty much ended at 12am LOL), everyone was pretty much gone. LOL. i had enough to keep me through :)), reiny was already gone BEFORE we got in anyway, Kev freaking lost his drink cards! *WTF!!!!!! it was like 5 mins before that he was holding them in his hands -_- that boy. sigh. too many stories on him being lost. that's for another day. lol * &amp;nbsp;and umm, Chris couldn't open his eyes ;) ;) LOL LOL LOL. even Simone was drunk haha and she only had a shot or something. The only person who was sober was Ai Lin haha that girl is doing a good job recently :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos up soon! I need to get that damn Photoshop -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going back on Tuesday! :)))) can't wait!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8347437569064710044?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8347437569064710044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8347437569064710044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8347437569064710044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4854283712255802562</id><published>2010-06-24T20:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:26:12.172+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>i thought</title><content type='html'>that i could emotionally detach myself, push everything aside and just bloody focus on my freaking Physio.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apparently not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when all i see or think is you when i attempt to study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is so messed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm a freaking mess myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wanna curl up in my bed and sob.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/1867694032033489976-4854283712255802562?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4854283712255802562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4854283712255802562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4854283712255802562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-thought.html' title='i thought'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4599262562034345679</id><published>2010-06-24T19:45:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T19:45:32.510+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's about time to keep my mouth shut about some issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll just deal with them myself, without help from anyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4599262562034345679?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4599262562034345679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-about-time-to-keep-my-mouth-shut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4599262562034345679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4599262562034345679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-about-time-to-keep-my-mouth-shut.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-5953548177533065565</id><published>2010-06-24T14:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:36:29.692+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>lol.</title><content type='html'>the chemistry between us two is so overwhelming, that every tiny dislike or the series of mini "arguments" we have barely last for more than 2 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______________________________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C: *insert off comment here*&lt;br /&gt;S: *becomes silent during convo*&lt;br /&gt;C: Baby why are you angry?&lt;br /&gt;S: I'm not angry -_-&lt;br /&gt;C: Baby you are angry!&lt;br /&gt;S: No, I'm not *indignant*&lt;br /&gt;C: Yes you are -_- can you please tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;S: No I'm telling you I'm not!&lt;br /&gt;C: Okay you can be angry at me.&lt;br /&gt;S: Okay! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our two minute&amp;nbsp;argument&amp;nbsp;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-5953548177533065565?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5953548177533065565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5953548177533065565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5953548177533065565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/lol.html' title='lol.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-8869563069434455151</id><published>2010-06-23T15:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T15:38:20.032+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was just checking on you, seeing whether you're alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i've read your email. that's one of the only ways i can be certain of and was being hopeful that you'd written at least something to express how you feel, knowing that you're pretty much an introvert and hardly share your feelings with anyone, but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good to know that's exactly how i made you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was painful to read the earlier two because it depicted how much you cared for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for the one on June 6th,&amp;nbsp;to be honest, if that's what you think, then great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think that i was trying to check on you with your friends too. well, obviously you don't realise it because that's not what i do, show you that i care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's time to change those passwords huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8869563069434455151?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8869563069434455151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8869563069434455151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-was-just-checking-on-you-seeing.html' title=''/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2800971961310369255</id><published>2010-06-23T06:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T06:00:08.965+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><title type='text'>nearly there.</title><content type='html'>after a full on crazy exam period with 5 papers in a span of 3 weeks, my sleep cycle is REALLY screwed up :( as you can tell, since i'm blogging at 5.51 in the morning lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 down, 1 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone'd already lost their mojo in studying and it feels like the holidays already!! :(((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been pretty preoccupied, even without exams, with my heart filled with warmth and fuzziness :) it has been an amazing month, exams aside and i couldn't ask for more :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can't wait to finish exams!!!!! omg. i've been deprived of alco for like a month plus and what partying?!?!? :( we only leave the house to REB for exams lol. the sunny days in Melbourne are only admired from the inside, with my notes on the table and eyes fixed on the laptop screen, occasionally feeling what a pity it was to stay in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY HURRY UP AND COME ALREADY! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2800971961310369255?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2800971961310369255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/nearly-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2800971961310369255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2800971961310369255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/nearly-there.html' title='nearly there.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-7635170829482926801</id><published>2010-06-13T21:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T21:26:33.224+10:00</updated><title type='text'>upset.</title><content type='html'>one of the worst things in life is when you realise that a friendship is not appreciated nor treasured mutually. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if my suspicions are true, and i did come to find out that's how you chose to treat me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7635170829482926801?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7635170829482926801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/upset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7635170829482926801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7635170829482926801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/06/upset.html' title='upset.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-5216817637590393924</id><published>2010-05-31T19:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T19:41:10.177+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>shit.</title><content type='html'>just realised i'm really behind for Biochem and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T___________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eep! better start cramming already :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-5216817637590393924?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/5216817637590393924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5216817637590393924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/5216817637590393924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/shit.html' title='shit.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-7779219787928583610</id><published>2010-05-29T17:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T17:36:48.464+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TADDqpFQSWI/AAAAAAAABYY/qati2_sK0A8/s1600/113+fallinlove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="355" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TADDqpFQSWI/AAAAAAAABYY/qati2_sK0A8/s400/113+fallinlove.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;one of those days when my heart can't contain the burst of happiness i feel :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn it feels good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7779219787928583610?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7779219787928583610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7779219787928583610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7779219787928583610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/TADDqpFQSWI/AAAAAAAABYY/qati2_sK0A8/s72-c/113+fallinlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2821810664382071518</id><published>2010-05-21T10:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T10:23:54.864+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>hi :)</title><content type='html'>i'm currently at Brownless studying Oral Bio and i'm hungry :((( i want cafe foooooooooood :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but but... i'm too kiasu to leave the library because i just returned a Cariology book and i want to borrow it again :((( lol. typical Asian of me :p but at least i don't hide and scatter the books around! &amp;gt;:( you know who you are!!! it's rather amusing that when i checked the library portal, it said all copies of a certain book are available in the library and it actually turns out that they are missing from the shelves -______-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, wtshit?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went for Ironman yesterday at Hoyts :) it has been centuries since i've watched a movie in a cinema in Melbourne. wait. scratch that. more like since i've watched a movie anywhere -_- (yes i'm that sad :(( ) somehow time just flies and there's always insufficient time to do every single thing that you want to do :( eg: shopping for me. apart from online shopping which doesn't really count because physical shopping is wayyyyyy better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey Jr. is soooooooo hot!! *swoons* he has that bad boy charm which is extremely appealing. yummy. lol. i was going like, "aww.... he's so cute", "omg he's so hot!", "awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww &amp;nbsp;*random hearts flying everywhere* :))) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Chris just found me amusing. actually it's a mutual thing. only both of us get the jokes that we make whereas everyone else just thinks that we are weird. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for the lack of photos though :(( adobe detected that i'm using pirated photoshop elements 8 and insisted that i purchase the original copy :( well, i'm Asian and i have every right to download free software. hmph. and because it was from piratebay, i'd need to mount it and i hv yet to figure out how. LOL. unless i'll just grab a pirated photoshop cd when i'm back in KL, which is in a month's time? :( so please bear with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2821810664382071518?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2821810664382071518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2821810664382071518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2821810664382071518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/hi.html' title='hi :)'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2717105034149354309</id><published>2010-05-20T11:22:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:30:48.678+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='psycho'/><title type='text'>unbelievable.</title><content type='html'>i was at Brownless with Katie just now and we were studying perfectly fine together. i went off to the top floor to search for textbooks on Cariology and when i returned to the seminar room, John and Harry Potter James were there, studying with Katie. Which was fine with me 'cause they hardly talk anyway so it's nice and quiet to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then in came Mr. Annoying (sorry i have to be discrete with names. who knows whoever might stumble onto my personal space here. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. He was so fidgety and kept moving around the room. He went out and got some books on freaking Growth Studies. who the fuck needs a book on growth. OMG. the boring-est topic EVER. and like, we all know there aren't any growth study textbooks lying around (Alicey had already tried looking for it. you've to trust her when she says that there's no freaking references for growth studies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. fine. then he was so amazed that he found the god damn book that he started telling Harry Potter James about it. they were talking pretty loudly and it was getting pretty annoying, but the best part was, Mr. Annoying here realised it wasn't growth studies for Dentistry. IT WAS GROWTH STUDIES FOR CELLULAR SYSTEMS. *insert extreme excessive profanity here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait. the story doesn't stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he went out AGAIN *after like a billion times, moving in and out of the room. i secretly suspect that there're bugs nibbling into his thick ass skin *no pun intended* and like because it's as thick as a freaking war tank that he couldn't feel it but he just had the feeling to MOVE about b/c his retarded nervous system told him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came back with yet ANOTHER book and started examining it. to which he got bored of and started fiddling under the tv. yes we have a tv in the seminar room. he was poking his stupid pen at the base of the tv and doing some random shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this point, if i've took every opportunity to roll my eyes at him in reality, *i was doing it in my head/heart* my eyes would hv literally fallen out from my sockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (in brain): SHIT. better get out. so distracting. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;Me (in reality): Umm, guys i'm going off to the cafe to grab a coffee :) gonna head off. Katie do you wanna come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously Katie was as miserable as me. he was a pretty intolerable sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie: YESS! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait for it........&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Annoying + Smarty Pants: WHAT?! you guys are such noobs when it comes to coffee *disgusted tone* why do you wanna go to a CAFE to get coffee when you can just get it from the Law building for free?! *shakes head in disbelief*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: .......... *squishy obliging smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY. YOU FUCKING THINK THAT EVERYONE IN THE WHOLE WORLD IS A TIGHT ASS JUST LIKE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hyperventilates*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. i just can't tolerate some ppl and their stupid judgements. so, you are a fucking cheap Asian, who runs off and queue up for free stuff first thing in the morning, refuses to buy FOOD and stick to ppl who live in college for free lunch and get your friends to print off free notes for you from college because they get free printing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it's about time that you get a fucking life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don't have one and it costs too much for you to get one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2717105034149354309?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2717105034149354309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/unbelievable.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2717105034149354309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2717105034149354309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/unbelievable.html' title='unbelievable.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1119568233376771207</id><published>2010-05-19T19:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T19:07:17.993+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>caffeine overload.</title><content type='html'>exams are just 2 weeks away and the rat race has already begun. Frank Tate has been loaded with truckloads of students, mostly Asians (duh) and sadly including me *shifty eyes. haha* it IS a good place to study and there is less distractions than staying at home anyway. also, i can't stand the silence at home. it makes you feel inhuman somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been going to the Broken Glass Cafe (opposite frank tate) for my daily dose of coffee to the point that the angmoh barista knows my name &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; it has reached the mark that if i don't have a latte during the day, my brain will just be blocked and couldn't think straight. oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for glee to stream and enjoy hot porridge while watching it in bed :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Choi has a new video up for "That Girl", a collaboration with WongFu Productions :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's worth the watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDTKAHk_T5k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qDTKAHk_T5k&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS: I'm actually really annoyed at you.more like hurt. of all ppl, you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1119568233376771207?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1119568233376771207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/caffeine-overload.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1119568233376771207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1119568233376771207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/caffeine-overload.html' title='caffeine overload.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1570023376363692655</id><published>2010-05-16T00:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T00:58:09.972+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>excited! :)</title><content type='html'>i'm going to start tutoring VCE Chemistry tomorrow! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's my first time giving tutoring sessions so wish me luck! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still trying to cover physio :( omg. PHAIL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1570023376363692655?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1570023376363692655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/excited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1570023376363692655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1570023376363692655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/excited.html' title='excited! :)'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-8897665201531208793</id><published>2010-05-15T02:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T02:43:51.619+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>yellow mellow.</title><content type='html'>I was pretty much home alone for the past few days since Jack has been MIA with his new friends. felt like ages since i've last seen him actually :( lol. for instance, for the whole of today, i've only seen him ONCE. and that's like 'cause i thought he was late for class and tried to wake him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being home alone actually takes some time to get used to. it was a bit quiet initially and the silence just engulfs you. it felt weird and uncomfortable since Jack used to be around when i'm at home. now it just feels different. and i'm learning to adapt to the new quiet environment. pretty daunting i must say, but i feel like i'm having more alone time and space, which sometimes are&amp;nbsp;unbelievable&amp;nbsp;calming :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies and workload are catching up on me :( somehow i ALWAYS manage to fall behind. *massive sigh* physio exam is on monday and i'm hardly prepared :((( why do i always do this to myself :( i'm such an excellent procrastinator and somehow i never ever learn my lesson &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perio went well today! :D i'm very pleased with myself!! :)))) last week was a disaster but it just got better this week :)) the sitting positions weren't that awkward anymore and i scaled properly with my Graceys'! :) (crazy dent talk) i managed to scale 3 quadrants today :) although they weren't extremely clean, the results were pretty good given the short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, we were given a chance to play with the ultrasonic scaler!! *homg excited!!* it was soooo much easier to scale with an ultrasonic one :) the nail varnish comes off so easily and the tooth surface was so clean! :D my mannequin's flabby rubber cheeks were in the way and i was sort of drenched with water on my thighs :( and that earned me a spot on the "wet patch wall of shame 2010" LOL WTF. i was like whatttt the shitttttttt. lol. dent school is so interesting as you can see. wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and we got our new preclinical uniforms! it's not particularly amazing but i would say they aren't that bad looking. however, the length of the girl's uniforms was pretty indecent since it's just below the crotch level. apparently Jasmine wore sheer tights during Cons yest and the boys were pretty happy with her in sight. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario: I was talking to Prof Burrows and he was like wow, look at that. 5 minutes later, Charles (our Cons demonstrator walked in) and he stared and Jas twice and I was like I caught you looking you bastard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL LOL LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so lesson of the day: do not wear sheer leggings/tights with the new uniform. or else the demonstrators/boys in class would perve at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better get some studying done now! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-8897665201531208793?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/8897665201531208793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/yellow-mellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8897665201531208793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/8897665201531208793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/yellow-mellow.html' title='yellow mellow.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6903596158057609986</id><published>2010-05-12T22:58:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:59:43.556+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>birch red.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-qk62n-PlI/AAAAAAAABYQ/m2t73YKwYHY/s1600/582352_lookbook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="427" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-qk62n-PlI/AAAAAAAABYQ/m2t73YKwYHY/s640/582352_lookbook.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*photo credits*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lookbook.nu/look/681509-Almost-summer"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;http://lookbook.nu/look/681509-Almost-summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;nbsp;was browsing through lookbook.nu and was fascinated with the fashion photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could pull off some of the looks in there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was looking for a new hair color and i think a red shade would be a good change :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay or nay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6903596158057609986?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6903596158057609986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/red-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6903596158057609986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6903596158057609986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/red-hair.html' title='birch red.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-qk62n-PlI/AAAAAAAABYQ/m2t73YKwYHY/s72-c/582352_lookbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-3364101927734356095</id><published>2010-05-11T23:08:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T23:10:50.411+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>how to save a life.</title><content type='html'>when the world is coming down on you, and everything seem to fall apart,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fret not. i'll be there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how all of you were there for me when i needed your advice, opinions and most importantly to lend me a ear :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your friendship and patience are deeply appreciated and cherished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are :) the ones whom are always subjected to my complaints and rants. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something that i've realised recently- i should learn to let go, and stop allowing the disturbing thoughts flood through my head. although some may think i'm dramatizing this, but i know i'm not. i may be a drama queen at times *shifty eyes* but this is not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just shows how much i care but i'm just surprised to know that i am a nobody to you.&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/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-lWc0Ns5SI/AAAAAAAABYI/hAty-kEhiqA/s1600/jumpup_by_torny.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-lWc0Ns5SI/AAAAAAAABYI/hAty-kEhiqA/s400/jumpup_by_torny.jpg" width="271" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i'm going to take a leap&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*photo credits to torny at deviantart :)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://torny.deviantart.com/art/jumpup-163669111"&gt;&lt;span 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>i'm walking on sunshine.</title><content type='html'>Feeling freaking tired but it was a very productive day! *pats self :)* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to rays of sunshine beaming through the glass panel makes me chirpy and extremely happy :) I do look forward to the day if it's nice and sunny. Lol. Reinforces my suspicion that I'm just a tad bipolar :pp &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee's version of Total Eclipse of The Heart was stuck in my head and was on constant replay, leading to a hyper me-- singing aloud and prancing around while heading to Nori lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris: "You seem pretty happy today,"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "YES I AM!!! :D the sun is out!!"&lt;br /&gt;Chris: "-___-... but I'm happy too! I'm going to get my keyboard today :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We definitely hv an overdose of endorphines :))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying was good cuz I managed to cover 2 Physio lectures in btwn breaks and that.is.RARE. Wtf. I don't even know why I was so pumped to study today. The usual me would be lying around on south lawn, basking under the sun with this beautiful weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I prepared for anatomy prac tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud myself today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get some well deserved rest :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx ta! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-9096256063556823161?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/9096256063556823161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-walking-on-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9096256063556823161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9096256063556823161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-walking-on-sunshine.html' title='i&amp;#39;m walking on sunshine.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2817700935706966758</id><published>2010-05-09T00:11:00.065+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T01:14:43.636+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>FAME! :)))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468907612538494482"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-V2f4LJXhI/AAAAAAAABYE/rcYVx_PQR2k/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm gonna live forever!!! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gosh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fame was amazing tonight! :)))))) Definitely one of the best musicals I've seen so far! :D It's my birthday present from Jack Jack *loves!* and the performances were simply breathtaking :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;The set was pretty cool 'cause it has a slight modern twist to it. Instead of having the usual backdrop, the stage's backdrop was computed, therefore they don't have to shift the stage props as much :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;The dancers were&amp;nbsp;FANTASTIC. Omg. Dance moves were so clean and spot on that it just made us go "Wow," Breakdancing, jazz, ballet, latin, you name it they've got the chops. I still can't get over the guy who did a freaking perfect starjump!!! I was literally -&amp;gt; :O with bulging eyes. Lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taila Fowler, the Australian So You Think You Can Dance champion was Iris, the sleek ballerina :) Her performance tonight could clearly justify her win :))) And all the dancers were sooooooooooo fit!! *time to hit the gym for me :( * They all possess crazy abs and freaking toned bodies (!!!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, Istana Budaya is nothing, compared to Regency Theater. The&amp;nbsp;ambiance&amp;nbsp;was perfect with great lightnings and gorgeous&amp;nbsp;architectural&amp;nbsp;design inside. Initially we thought that there wasn't a live band but they screened them sitting behind the stage at the ending :)))&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sytycdfans.com/talia/images/fame.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Iris and Tyrone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tyrone has like the craziest body EVERRRRRRR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WCIPcJ4mgg8/SN-xoKPQCDI/AAAAAAAACEc/yxYsL91h_nM/s400/west2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meet Rowena Vilar :) She plays Carmen Diaz in Fame and she's such a feisty dancer and pretty good actress :) the above photo is not from Fame btw. Took it from the web :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.famethemusical.com.au/images/rehearsals/rehearsals1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cast in practice :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the part where Carmen sang Fame :) Being ambitious and ready to conquer the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468899130702843154"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-VuyK38TRI/AAAAAAAABXg/pSG2fp6uYtA/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outside Regency Theater :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pardon the bad photo quality, they were all taken by my phone :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468899210294849122"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-Vu2zYJ7mI/AAAAAAAABXk/fcYZws4rWM8/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468899347871122162"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-Vu-z45QvI/AAAAAAAABXo/0UxtDhrImSY/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468899505708331954"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-VvH_4N87I/AAAAAAAABXs/ojXrA4t71Mg/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468899586248862594"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-VvMr6k64I/AAAAAAAABXw/5pLBeEddZ6M/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468899727722742754"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-VvU68lA-I/AAAAAAAABX0/RW1GwjV9Stw/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468899901624500114"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-VvfCx_P5I/AAAAAAAABX4/DvttsEXnhMI/s400/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5468901725981950594"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-VxJPCswoI/AAAAAAAABX8/71231S0Bxbg/s288/iphone_photo.jpg" style="margin: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chandelier in the main theater! :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It looks much better in reality :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a good weekend compared to my week! Definitely worth watching :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;lt;3 Posted from Steffie's iPhone :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2817700935706966758?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2817700935706966758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-posted-from-steffies-iphone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2817700935706966758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2817700935706966758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-posted-from-steffies-iphone.html' title='FAME! :)))'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S-V2f4LJXhI/AAAAAAAABYE/rcYVx_PQR2k/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6900028569425216443</id><published>2010-05-07T17:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T17:31:56.299+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>I'm actually feeling pretty damn shitty now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had an insane long week this week, everyday from 9am-5pm apart from Thursday which I had an 8am start. Even the shortest day we had was from 9am-3pm. Such a long and tiring week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, Perio didn't go as well today either. I was having trouble getting the sitting and scaling position right. I didn't even finish the whole mandibular arch at the end and the ones that I've managed to clean weren't that great too. Specks of nail varnish were still stuck on the tooth surface :((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wave of panic struck me on the way home and I'm feeling very stressed out now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I'M GOING TO FAIL T_______________________________T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6900028569425216443?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6900028569425216443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6900028569425216443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6900028569425216443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-1285926970775765086</id><published>2010-05-07T02:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T02:03:54.616+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fml'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>fml.</title><content type='html'>I was on Skype the other day and I received a pop up message from Steph. I actually thought it was some important document and therefore stupidity took control and I clicked it open -_-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND IT TURNED OUT TO BE A VIRUS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMFG.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now it has taken over my instant messengers, eg: Skype and MSN.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember one of the moronic diet messages and links that pop up when you friend's laptop had that stupid virus?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm one of them now :(((((((((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh dear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-1285926970775765086?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/1285926970775765086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1285926970775765086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/1285926970775765086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/fml.html' title='fml.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6247924459607024059</id><published>2010-05-07T00:20:00.046+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T00:53:54.651+10:00</updated><title type='text'>stumbled upon.</title><content type='html'>It's times like this that I feel lucky, a pure sense of delight when I'm browsing through YouTube and discover hidden talented artists and really feel their music or videos :))) Their thrive to succeed and to tell the whole world that they are indeed amazing talented definitely made me feel humbled. It shows that there's more to life and it makes me feel more alive, hopeful maybe; and it proves that it is worth the effort to daydream :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few YouTube individuals that I think are worth watching :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wong Fu Productions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A trio group (Wesley Chang, Philip Wang and Ted Fu) who shoots short films- shorts as they call them, introducing their own unconventional story telling perspectives. Their works have actually been screened in Cannes and San Diego film festivals and they were interviewed by CNN :)) I've a few personal favourites but generally, all their shorts are very enlightening and may I say original? New concepts and twists that I've never thought there would be. Sometimes communication is lost in translation. It's hard enough to express feelings to one another even if we are friends, moreover to convey a message across a laptop or iPhone screen to touch the audience's feelings. Well, that would be a work of art :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;See Through&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;(One of the Shorts shot within a day in Hong Kong :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/brSo-F-QLzA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/brSo-F-QLzA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At Musing's End (Part 1)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tgx8wpr6-eY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tgx8wpr6-eY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At Musing's End (Part 2)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SDOz65cst24&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SDOz65cst24&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Five Fell (Prologue to At Musing's End)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSrXMFcQ4dY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pSrXMFcQ4dY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing singers and pieces that I'm currently obsessed with:&lt;br /&gt;PS: When I say obsessed, usually it's on my replay mode on my iPhone for like 200 times or sth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AJ Rafael&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When We Say (JuiceBox)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favourites and his music video was shot by Wong Fu Productions too :) Major love &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;There's always an inkling feeling or a sad thug on the heart when we witness unreturned love. Maybe it's the feeling of being unwanted, being an extra; or just that you know deep inside, that you can never be more than just friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-exGmMG8Nc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-exGmMG8Nc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;500 Days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired and written by AJ based on the movie- 500 Days of Summer. Those of you who've watched it, would've know about the bittersweet ending. As a sucker for happy endings and happy ever afters, I must admit I was indeed a lil frustrated, furious even when I realised both main characters didn't end up together. Seriously, how could that happen?? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hate reality sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-MLjIOyaWaQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-MLjIOyaWaQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;David Choi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just discovered this hidden gem when I noticed that he composed quite a number of musical pieces for Wong Fu Productions' shorts. He's basically an all in one - composer, writer and singer. And he does have an unique voice. Very Jason Mraz. :) Me like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NgUmTPUx2rE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NgUmTPUx2rE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-6247924459607024059?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6247924459607024059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/stumbled-upon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6247924459607024059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6247924459607024059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/stumbled-upon.html' title='stumbled upon.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-368054691741134424</id><published>2010-05-06T00:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:34:28.016+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><title type='text'>turn around, bright eyes.</title><content type='html'>I'm currently really hooked to Glee :))) it's such a good series as you can sing a long with the cast with familiar songs :) but somehow the recent episodes are a bit .... meh. The Madonna episode was awesome though! I've always been a fan of hers (influenced by my cousin, whom might be the biggest Madge fan ever. Imagine posters of her stuck on his wall and he's a freaking 30 year old :p) This week's Glee episode was alright, till the climax at the end :D total eclipse of the heart is an absolute love &amp;lt;3 and may I say Puck is such a hot badass? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seemed to be pretty easily annoyed lately. Lol. Personally, I find it really irritating that some ppl always nod/ agree to statements being made by others but they actually don't know what we were talking about? It's like they just enjoy the thought of being included in the conversation =/ It's okay if it's not frequent, but please don't do it on purpose every.single.time. It just makes you look.... sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, certain ppl should hide their absolute insanity. It's not very pleasant to hear other friends talking about them but really, the stories I hear; and they are at least 80% true, no matter how crazily exaggerated they might be, never failed to make me go O.O O.O wtffffff (!!!!) Stalking is definitely not cool. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty exhausting since lectures ran from 9am-3pm and I had PBL (problem based learning) from 3pm-5pm :((( Life of a dent student = no life. sigh. Pretty glad that we were with Group 7 cuz we can pretty much go along well with each other :)) and THANK GOD Dr. Stacey wasn't our tutor :D She was supposed to be taking care of our group but the swapped it with Helen in the end :) sucks to be the group who's next to ours!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'm officially tutoring! :D if there're any students who are joining the tuition centre that is. lol. but whatever :) I don't mind taking it slow for now :) I really need some moolah for splurging on Asos 2 days ago T________________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was free shipping!!!! *indignant*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to hit the books for a bit :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-368054691741134424?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/368054691741134424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/turn-around-bright-eyes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/368054691741134424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/368054691741134424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/turn-around-bright-eyes.html' title='turn around, bright eyes.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-2570935542701382642</id><published>2010-05-05T01:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T01:21:31.108+10:00</updated><title type='text'>meh.</title><content type='html'>9-5; 8-5; 9-5 classes from tomorrow till Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEH. -_- kill me now. I definitely need more sleep :(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scoots away and buries herself underneath gigantic note pile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBL tomorrow and we're assessed based on participation. I feel so unprepared &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-2570935542701382642?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/2570935542701382642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/meh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2570935542701382642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/2570935542701382642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/05/meh.html' title='meh.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-3184262179952759564</id><published>2010-04-30T00:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T01:11:43.891+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5465577090409748082'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mhZ-Zi1nI/AAAAAAAABXE/3hjUYZySYU4/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='281' height='210' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty cupcakes that we baked! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5465577134629323106'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mhcjIUAWI/AAAAAAAABXI/C4X13ZPygwQ/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baked eggs from Animal Orchestra is love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5465577165841052418'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mheXZxMwI/AAAAAAAABXM/y-vOJ8BfJZk/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5465577239567180130'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mhiqDcoWI/AAAAAAAABXQ/pVRU7ZeQ7GE/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5465577326179668722'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mhnsteUvI/AAAAAAAABXU/OWOurz2zOoQ/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven seeds cafe with the besties :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5465577353624734114'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mhpS84yaI/AAAAAAAABXY/0jICwsHrB_Q/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasaweb.google.com/steffiewaffie/DailyMusingsRamblings?authkey=Gv1sRgCN_wm5Sd5L35tQE#5465577390194794562'&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mhrbL3oEI/AAAAAAAABXc/IPF4lENfifI/s288/iphone_photo.jpg' border='0' width='210' height='281' style='margin:5px'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid's new hair after constant nagging. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is there not to love about Melbourne? &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-3184262179952759564?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/3184262179952759564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/random.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3184262179952759564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/3184262179952759564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S9mhZ-Zi1nI/AAAAAAAABXE/3hjUYZySYU4/s72-c/iphone_photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4535925797046023631</id><published>2010-04-29T23:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:06:15.661+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><title type='text'>fix you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Just a short one :) this is my first time using my iPhone to blog! :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Apollo's band night turned out to be pretty good! Jiah's band (with Simone) did pretty damn well :)) lol it makes me ponder why am I not musically inclined. Reiny and Ai lin are now super hyped to form a band haha! I volunteered to play the..... tambourine. Lol. Major fail -____- obviously my guitar lessons have been already flushed down the drain since I can only play 4 chords :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alicey and I had dinner at Chocolate Buddha, Fed Square beforehand. Ramen was realllllly good! And what a perfect cold day to hv a bowl of steaming hot ramen :) and dessert was heavenly as well. Both of us can die happy after dinner. Lol. It was a good catch up with puff :) we really should do this even more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I think I'm going to be a tutor! :) fingers crossed that everything goes well :) definitely in need of extra cash for the excessive impulsive shopping on eBay -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: you made my day. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4535925797046023631?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4535925797046023631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/fix-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4535925797046023631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4535925797046023631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/fix-you.html' title='fix you.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-9032787445612390001</id><published>2010-04-19T01:58:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T01:59:41.943+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>tired.</title><content type='html'>Come on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't deal with this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes, in the night sky, are like shooting stars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I could really use a wish right now, wish right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;B.o.B ft Hayley Williams- Airplanes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-9032787445612390001?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/9032787445612390001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9032787445612390001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9032787445612390001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/tired.html' title='tired.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-6772842217148054503</id><published>2010-04-17T01:37:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T01:55:59.460+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>Lady Gaga Live in Melbourne ♥</title><content type='html'>When we first found out Lady Gaga was going to perform live in Melbourne, we were sooooooo excited! :D I still remember Chris coming over to our place (College House then) right before anatomy prac to book tickets lol. We were so kiasu that we used 2 laptops to secure the tickets and were lucky enough to get our mosh pit tickets :D And online tickets were sold out in 8 minutes! :O :O That was back in September last year and when 22nd of March came, we were all pumped up to see her! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Chris had been to Beyonce's concert before, he had the whole plan figured out. Gates open at 6pm and we were already there by 4.30pm LOL. You think we were nuts? There was already a line building up by the time we were there. People actually brought mats to sit on under the scorching sun! D: D: The major difference in concerts held in Aussieland is that a lot of angmohs actually bothered to dress up like the performer! Impressive costumes mind you! Some came with cans in their hair like Gaga in Telephone music video and some guys dressed up as drag queens. Full on lace, boots AND makeup! It was amazingggggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gUPWkzEUI/AAAAAAAABRs/xlwrhgJ1dow/s1600/IMG_2053+copy+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gUPWkzEUI/AAAAAAAABRs/xlwrhgJ1dow/s320/IMG_2053+copy+copy.jpg" width="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gUnUxdgeI/AAAAAAAABR0/ZS-DKDkKVKU/s1600/IMG_2053+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gUnUxdgeI/AAAAAAAABR0/ZS-DKDkKVKU/s400/IMG_2053+copy+copy1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chris Facebooking :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gWVayZ0lI/AAAAAAAABSE/Y8zUK6hoRRo/s1600/IMG_2056+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gWVayZ0lI/AAAAAAAABSE/Y8zUK6hoRRo/s400/IMG_2056+copy+copy1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;crazy line outside Rod Laver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gXhDgKDBI/AAAAAAAABSU/JGqqTaOmGLs/s1600/IMG_2061+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gXhDgKDBI/AAAAAAAABSU/JGqqTaOmGLs/s400/IMG_2061+copy+copy1.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Puff&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;♥ and Ai Lin :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Ai Lin had clinic till 5pm and luckily they made it to the arena before the gates were opened!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gW86efGTI/AAAAAAAABSM/A-7RNGxNX_Y/s1600/IMG_2060+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gW86efGTI/AAAAAAAABSM/A-7RNGxNX_Y/s400/IMG_2060+copy+copy1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga's little monsters!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Chris, Noella, Larissa and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gXu0WXHOI/AAAAAAAABSc/vD0ACIxbPlc/s1600/IMG_2063+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="373" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gXu0WXHOI/AAAAAAAABSc/vD0ACIxbPlc/s400/IMG_2063+copy+copy1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wrist bands! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gYGnN9nsI/AAAAAAAABSk/00YCeyOMJVc/s1600/IMG_2064+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gYGnN9nsI/AAAAAAAABSk/00YCeyOMJVc/s400/IMG_2064+copy+copy1.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gYap9OQ3I/AAAAAAAABSs/2WFHOAkLI_E/s1600/IMG_2065+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gYap9OQ3I/AAAAAAAABSs/2WFHOAkLI_E/s400/IMG_2065+copy+copy1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Oh yes. I haven't mention how crazy we were lol. Ai Lin had clinic and she came later with Alice. By then we'd already stood up by the gates and we were ready to run in :p It was pretty hilarious 'cause once the gates opened, we ran like mad psychos to the doors. We chose door 6 and there we stood for another hour till the doors open. The thing with mosh pit tickets is you'd need to run and compete with other crazy fans to get the best spot EVER. I would say that it was definately worth the effort :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gZ0cQV2EI/AAAAAAAABS0/LM8_vHKSRYo/s1600/IMG_2074+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gZ0cQV2EI/AAAAAAAABS0/LM8_vHKSRYo/s1600/IMG_2074+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="376" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gZ0cQV2EI/AAAAAAAABS0/LM8_vHKSRYo/s400/IMG_2074+copy+copy1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sitting down waiting for the opening act :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gaQaINBAI/AAAAAAAABS8/NyxiC87UXCE/s1600/IMG_2075+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gaQaINBAI/AAAAAAAABS8/NyxiC87UXCE/s640/IMG_2075+copy+copy1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;We were practically the only Asians amongst the sea of angmohs at the pit lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gaonPbgQI/AAAAAAAABTE/Ec87z5WLplo/s1600/IMG_2077+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gaonPbgQI/AAAAAAAABTE/Ec87z5WLplo/s400/IMG_2077+copy+copy1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mr. Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ga2QdXhlI/AAAAAAAABTM/CP7lgtqG5ds/s1600/IMG_2088+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="345" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ga2QdXhlI/AAAAAAAABTM/CP7lgtqG5ds/s400/IMG_2088+copy+copy1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Miss Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gbIYRWf9I/AAAAAAAABTU/sQPpwcIC7UM/s1600/IMG_2112+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gbIYRWf9I/AAAAAAAABTU/sQPpwcIC7UM/s640/IMG_2112+copy+copy1.jpg" width="417" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lol! Gaga diamonte shades made by one of the awesome fans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I cbs to upload photos of the opening act &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; They are freaking disgusting. We thought Kid Cudi was going to perform but it turned out to be a band called Semi Precious Jewels or sth. Such a horrible experience. They were playing rock? and in the middle of their performance the lead singer stripped in front of us. LITERALLY. He was taking off his clothings and we were like, nah he can't be serious. THEN he just kept throwing his garments onto the floor and we were like O.O O.O O.O WTF! Noella and I looked away and Chris was just stunned. LOL. No one cheered for them and it was sooooo awkward. Eeep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga FINALLY came out at 9pm and the crowd went ballistic :D Everyone was screaming on top of their lungs and people from the back kept pushing forward. Omfg. I wanted to die -_- But I couldn't care less after a bit as we were standing at the 2nd front row of the pit and we had such a good view of the stage it was unbelievable!!! Alice was further pushed to the 1st row lol lucky girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gbm4a6ttI/AAAAAAAABTc/SLfe5ifxi8w/s1600/IMG_2123+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gbm4a6ttI/AAAAAAAABTc/SLfe5ifxi8w/s640/IMG_2123+copy+copy1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Wooo. Gaga's hot ass :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gddtF4cgI/AAAAAAAABTk/Ivv8onFAglI/s1600/IMG_2124+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gddtF4cgI/AAAAAAAABTk/Ivv8onFAglI/s640/IMG_2124+copy+copy1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Btw, the front of the car was modified into a piano :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gdydM8NCI/AAAAAAAABTs/kdv_JdKEYfI/s1600/IMG_2128+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="331" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gdydM8NCI/AAAAAAAABTs/kdv_JdKEYfI/s400/IMG_2128+copy+copy1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Awesome stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8geFkg67dI/AAAAAAAABT0/vdbfZaOF6lo/s1600/IMG_2139+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8geFkg67dI/AAAAAAAABT0/vdbfZaOF6lo/s640/IMG_2139+copy+copy1.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Lady Gaga&amp;nbsp;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8geUs4yNII/AAAAAAAABT8/iNeozdGuxBQ/s1600/IMG_2147+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="596" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8geUs4yNII/AAAAAAAABT8/iNeozdGuxBQ/s640/IMG_2147+copy+copy1.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Crazy shoulder pads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gew8wZFrI/AAAAAAAABUE/1zd-_WsgnOY/s1600/IMG_2151+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gew8wZFrI/AAAAAAAABUE/1zd-_WsgnOY/s400/IMG_2151+copy+copy1.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;During costume intervals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Another amazing thing about Gaga's concert was the interval times were as minimal as possible. Whenever she changes her costume, the curtain comes down and there will be short artsy clips of her presented. Very artistic and tasteful :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gfXOGvzgI/AAAAAAAABUM/4V7MSGbBw8Y/s1600/IMG_2152+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gfXOGvzgI/AAAAAAAABUM/4V7MSGbBw8Y/s400/IMG_2152+copy+copy1.jpg" width="355" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gfqFbLyGI/AAAAAAAABUU/bvLo7VjaG1s/s1600/IMG_2157(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gfqFbLyGI/AAAAAAAABUU/bvLo7VjaG1s/s640/IMG_2157(1).jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Love game :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ggW9NinjI/AAAAAAAABUc/ierXq6l_rzs/s1600/IMG_2160(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ggW9NinjI/AAAAAAAABUc/ierXq6l_rzs/s640/IMG_2160(1).jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga: Hello lil' monsters, show me your claws!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Fans: RAWR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga: Are you ready?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Fans: YESSSSSS!!&amp;nbsp;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga: Then you better fucking dance!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Fans: YEAHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Awesome awesome night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ghNv3xD0I/AAAAAAAABUk/Y3QZIhwFP8I/s1600/IMG_2163(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ghNv3xD0I/AAAAAAAABUk/Y3QZIhwFP8I/s400/IMG_2163(1).jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Dancer with crazy abs! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ghhwRDx0I/AAAAAAAABUs/Nvh_BlIkmho/s1600/IMG_2165(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ghhwRDx0I/AAAAAAAABUs/Nvh_BlIkmho/s400/IMG_2165(1).jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;:O :O :O (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ghze9lteI/AAAAAAAABU0/FwZnqCcuH1E/s1600/IMG_2169+copy+copy(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8ghze9lteI/AAAAAAAABU0/FwZnqCcuH1E/s640/IMG_2169+copy+copy(1).jpg" width="536" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Crazy as piano!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga's props are like so over the top :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8giQT_fPeI/AAAAAAAABU8/UWzf3CbX13o/s1600/IMG_2171+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8giQT_fPeI/AAAAAAAABU8/UWzf3CbX13o/s640/IMG_2171+copy+copy1.jpg" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gidyLwwlI/AAAAAAAABVE/fB7oCYnrXBI/s1600/IMG_2173+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gidyLwwlI/AAAAAAAABVE/fB7oCYnrXBI/s640/IMG_2173+copy+copy1.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Diamond studded lingerie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8giuo8qs0I/AAAAAAAABVM/b1t8CK_Ys-Y/s1600/IMG_2182+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8giuo8qs0I/AAAAAAAABVM/b1t8CK_Ys-Y/s640/IMG_2182+copy+copy1.jpg" width="546" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Telephone!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hello hello baby you called I didn't hear a thing&amp;nbsp;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gjFC5VeWI/AAAAAAAABVU/q06YRPK_JsM/s1600/IMG_2185+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gjFC5VeWI/AAAAAAAABVU/q06YRPK_JsM/s640/IMG_2185+copy+copy1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;THIS IS LIKE THE MOST AMAZINGLY MIND BLOWING COSTUME EVER! D: D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;This costume is freaking AUTOMATED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;See the shield like frills covering Gaga's face?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;They move on their own! D: OMGGGGGGG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;PS: I LOVE HER BOOTS!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gj03dKcoI/AAAAAAAABVc/fuH_RGl10l0/s1600/IMG_2188+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gj03dKcoI/AAAAAAAABVc/fuH_RGl10l0/s640/IMG_2188+copy+copy1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;LOOK THE FRILLS MOVED AWAY FROM HER FACE! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;As you can tell, I'm still very amused by her costume until today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gkKzYwFvI/AAAAAAAABVk/MGFgIoItZbU/s1600/IMG_2189+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gkKzYwFvI/AAAAAAAABVk/MGFgIoItZbU/s640/IMG_2189+copy+copy1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;:O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And this is the best part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Half way through her song....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gkY4fmmSI/AAAAAAAABVs/R42bvpUl_H8/s1600/IMG_2193(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gkY4fmmSI/AAAAAAAABVs/R42bvpUl_H8/s640/IMG_2193(1).jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;THE WINGS FROM HER FRILL DRESS EXTENDED OUT AND SHE FLEW UP INTO THE AIR!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;You can hear the audience go,"Woahhhhhhh"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Everyone was just so amazed and intrigued by her performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8glGfPrj_I/AAAAAAAABV0/sIuFWdQGRYg/s1600/IMG_2199+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8glGfPrj_I/AAAAAAAABV0/sIuFWdQGRYg/s640/IMG_2199+copy+copy1.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga busting her crazy dance moves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Her body was so toned up and her vocals were fantastic that night :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga: Do you think I'm sexy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Fans: YEAHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Gaga: I don't think you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;*turns around*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8glsHcRHII/AAAAAAAABV8/h2hSD_KcKeU/s1600/IMG_2204+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8glsHcRHII/AAAAAAAABV8/h2hSD_KcKeU/s640/IMG_2204+copy+copy1.jpg" width="340" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;and posed with her butt facing us!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Omg. The crowd just went into a frenzy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I, went crazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;OMG. HER BUTT IS SO HOTTTT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gmEiN4evI/AAAAAAAABWE/9TBlSYx9jYI/s1600/IMG_2212(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gmEiN4evI/AAAAAAAABWE/9TBlSYx9jYI/s640/IMG_2212(1).jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Muh muh muh poker face&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iAx28p2sI/AAAAAAAABWM/i8bC04CX3CA/s1600/IMG_2214+copy+copy(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iAx28p2sI/AAAAAAAABWM/i8bC04CX3CA/s640/IMG_2214+copy+copy(1).jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He ate my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;He ate ate ate my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Monster by Lady Gaga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The entire concert was based on a story and this part in particular was about how Gaga stumbled upon a monster and she defeated it, Gaga style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iBi_VN3XI/AAAAAAAABWU/F6KaMR4JyhE/s1600/IMG_2219+copy+copy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iBi_VN3XI/AAAAAAAABWU/F6KaMR4JyhE/s640/IMG_2219+copy+copy1.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;With flames flaring from her chest and crotch areas. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;How original.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The climax of the whole performance struck when she sang Bad Romance, which was left everyone utterly speechless and got crazyyyyyyyy :)) Every single person in the arena was just bursting into song, not missing a word in Bad Romance. If you were there, you'd know how great the energy was :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Apart from the usual fast tracks she has, her vocals were perfect when she performed the slower songs like Speechless (complete with a piano on fire) and Brown Eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Simply the best concert I've ever been to handsdown :D :D!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;PS: I do hv video clips of her concert but they consist of a lot of my horrible, pitchless singing and waving my camera around (due to jumping *shifty eyes*). If you guys do wanna take a look, I'll upload them :) let me know haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;*******************&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;On a side note, the fifth years volunteered to shave their heads to raise donations for kids with leukemia today. It was very generous of them and Kev and I chipped in to get Rama to shave his :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;And we got to do the dirty job. :D :D :D We gave him a mohawk initially. Which was pretty cool. But he insisted that we shave it off as he couldn't turn up to work with a mohawk :( :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iDzIe2cBI/AAAAAAAABWk/2t2o5w7HDo8/s1600/rama+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iDzIe2cBI/AAAAAAAABWk/2t2o5w7HDo8/s400/rama+copy.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hehe :) cool mohawk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iDvU7lfZI/AAAAAAAABWc/u0f183X_zHU/s1600/rama2+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8iDvU7lfZI/AAAAAAAABWc/u0f183X_zHU/s640/rama2+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Generous fifth years whom would have to go through a cold, cold winter :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/1867694032033489976-6772842217148054503?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/6772842217148054503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-gaga-live-in-melbourne.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6772842217148054503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/6772842217148054503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/lady-gaga-live-in-melbourne.html' title='Lady Gaga Live in Melbourne ♥'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S8gUPWkzEUI/AAAAAAAABRs/xlwrhgJ1dow/s72-c/IMG_2053+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-7981296379256817765</id><published>2010-04-16T00:38:00.015+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T00:49:38.820+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':('/><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I realised that all of us have our own crazy or crazies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, Chris has his periods of being overstressed and daunting schedules and Jack likes to raise eBay bids just for the fun of it. I'm weird 'cause I have random bursts of happiness and urge to look pretty by curling my hair or to hone my make up techniques in the middle of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, I'm going through a phase of overwhelmed emotions and I feel like crying. It's not right. A break from all these relationship turmoils would be good. I've never asked for them. Others might see it as a compliment, but to me it means trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's driving me nuts. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia Ong has one of the most amazing voices that I've ever heard. It's the only thing keeping me sane right now.          &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7981296379256817765?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7981296379256817765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7981296379256817765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7981296379256817765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-9086973192651108728</id><published>2010-03-28T03:21:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:18:01.389+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>So much to do.</title><content type='html'>It's 3 freaking am in the morning and I'm still here, trying my ultimate best to study for my Physio midsem coming Wednesday :((( sigh. It's not entirely encouraging due to the failed Sydney trip either. Double sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty good at the mo actually :) (apart from the need to study that is lol) Lady Gaga's concert was the bomb! Best concert I've ever been and she is SUCH a good live performer. We were all gaga-fied. Lol. Her entire concert was warped around outrageous costumes, spectacular vocals and sexy dancers &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And did I mention we were 2nd row from the front ;) I swear at one point Gaga looked at us and went "You too," OMG. Instant heart melt &amp;lt;3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay. I have to get this off my chest. I've been telling everyone this whenever anyone asked me about the concert. Gaga has like the best ass EVER. OMG. Her ass is sooooooooo HOT. I'm so effing jealous T_T Motivation to work out is flowing through me now. GYM HERE WE COME! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after Gaga was foam party-&amp;gt; Instant death. Lol. We are such hardcore party goers omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explains why I'm down with horrible cough and flu :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MDSS Karaoke night coming Thurs :) and hopefully SilkRoad (best club ever!) on Sunday. *crosses fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heading off to continue on Physio! :) Hopefully I can keep my blogging mojo up!&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/1867694032033489976-9086973192651108728?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/9086973192651108728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-much-to-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9086973192651108728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/9086973192651108728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-much-to-do.html' title='So much to do.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4935114333735145410</id><published>2010-01-23T02:01:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T02:31:51.164+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Tis' Strange That.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1nDavNK8DI/AAAAAAAABRA/VAwbYAu9dig/s1600-h/IMG_0669.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How when you found out a married man is having an affair, you just lose all respect you have for him. Speaking of which, did I mention he has 3 kids in his current marriage? Oh well, who am I to judge anyway &gt;.&lt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How some "friends" manipulate your friendship and only bother to contact you when they need help or a favor from you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How impossible it is to have true friends around you and I'm proud to say I am blessed with a few :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How fucking heavy Lindhe is -__________- I swear it weighs &lt;b&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/b&gt; 5kgs D: D: D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How hols are passing so fast that the days are turning into a blur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How friendships can be rekindled so easily if we actually do bother trying and it feels soooooooo good when they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How some people actually prefer to be left behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1nDavNK8DI/AAAAAAAABRA/VAwbYAu9dig/s400/IMG_0669.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429585689887567922" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I need some ABCs :( They don't serve it in Malaysia :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4935114333735145410?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4935114333735145410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/01/tis-strange-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4935114333735145410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4935114333735145410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/01/tis-strange-that.html' title='Tis&apos; Strange That.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1nDavNK8DI/AAAAAAAABRA/VAwbYAu9dig/s72-c/IMG_0669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-7543057203130397818</id><published>2010-01-22T02:07:00.010+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T03:34:04.745+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uni life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Welcoming 2010 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h8Awkk29I/AAAAAAAABPk/Ij45dGu5LNU/s1600-h/IMG_0518+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h2t385dyI/AAAAAAAABO0/VgFGr5rrc4o/s1600-h/056+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been awhile since I've last blogged :( well mostly due to my own laziness and also, I really cbf-ed lol. I am such a bum :( which is an understatement really. Haha.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot of changes had taken place in 2009 and choices were made whether it's good or bad, we'll just have to see how everything goes. Sometimes, I just think it's for the better. Or should I say, I hope it is really what I wanted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2009 went pass with a blink of an eye! Literally. I can clearly remember still all the events that I went to, how we celebrated Chinese New Year last year, how friendships grew and now we are such a tight knitted dent family, etc. It was like &lt;i&gt;whoosh&lt;/i&gt;. And there goes the year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Summary of 2009:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 Enrolling into Dental Science at Melb Uni and receiving JPA's full scholarship funding for my course were one of the best things that ever happened to me :DD Initially, I was funded by a relative and the feeling of owing someone's kindness and may not be able to repay was simply torturous. Family politics aren't the best dramas in life that I'd like to encounter. Therefore, JPA was a blessing and had definitely lifted up the heavy financial burden from my parents and emotional burden for me :) Can you imagine a life of to bowing down, unable to voice your own opinions because you are in debt to someone, financially or emotionally? D: D:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 Uni life was an eye opener for me, embracing the real, gigantic world. With Chris and Alice around, I've learnt to improve my social skills and mingled with everyone. I tried my best not to be judgmental and realized that at most times, people aren't how they seemed to be. We just need to know how to communicate with them and be nice, then you'll be treated well too :))) Frank Tating during Swot Vac was when I bonded most with the dent family :) basically we studied, mingled, ate, joked during our study sessions and it was great! :D We are so much closer now compared to before and these are the great friendships which I really do cherish &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h5ow2PzWI/AAAAAAAABPM/glCbWFKg5OU/s400/003+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429223092009291106" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jack Jack :) bestest and closest friend who will always be there for me &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h2t385dyI/AAAAAAAABO0/VgFGr5rrc4o/s400/056+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429219881280698146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:) good friends to be with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h3kXyxh6I/AAAAAAAABO8/w_6gWiLYQPM/s400/065+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429220817541105570" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Classy Alice &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h5pbsGHTI/AAAAAAAABPU/u3EGhENSmCU/s400/002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429223103509437746" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you guys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3 I had my first hand experience with the dreaded LDR. We have officially embraced singledom but we are still the best of friends :) We still talk as much, if not more on the phone but the only difference is that I feel like I can tolerate it more than withstanding an LDR. I wouldn't deny the liberation I felt when it was decided and I do miss you  still :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h4RQrH4qI/AAAAAAAABPE/-7XX0oWLds0/s400/IMG_6508.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429221588724081314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4 2nd year dent here I come!!!!!!! :D :D Was pretty pissed at my score for OHS though :(( sif they can't give us 1 damn mark more to get a H1 :( Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5 Twitter is now my favourite pastime lol! You know you're addicted when you always have on inkling to tweet if ANYTHING interesting happens. Wtf. And not to mention going through every single tweet updates lol. Major stalker I am :p :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#6 My trip to Japan was one of the best trips I've ever been!!!! Those who know me well do know I've a massive soft spot for Disneyland :D :D and that's something that I can go on and on and on about. Haha. I'll write up a proper post on it soon!! (yes, I can see Jack Jack's eye rolling all the way from here lol) Japan was the first trip we went without Dad :( but that can't be helped as someone would have to take care of grandpa :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h6jftNS5I/AAAAAAAABPc/CWS6ddTFTTU/s1600-h/IMG_0499+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h6jftNS5I/AAAAAAAABPc/CWS6ddTFTTU/s400/IMG_0499+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429224101020257170" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h8Awkk29I/AAAAAAAABPk/Ij45dGu5LNU/s1600-h/IMG_0518+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h8Awkk29I/AAAAAAAABPk/Ij45dGu5LNU/s400/IMG_0518+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429225703275289554" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; 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;#7 We joined Fitness First in Melbourne this year! :O :O :O That's the reaction I get for telling anyone that I've joined the gym T____T It is proven that we are such bums that no one believes us when we first tell them T_________T wtf. We as in Jack and I. Hahaha. Gymming was a good workout but obviously erm, we got lazier towards the end of the year. LOL. Shall be hardworking this year!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#8 Events and parties in Melbourne are definitely memorable LOL. Fuck, I even lost a pair of my precious Steve Maddens in the foam party :(((((( Tragedy of the year :((( Should've just gotten the cheap pair of cotton ons :( Clubbing in Melbourne was real fun, especially with the regular clubbing family I've :) Pre-drinking is always crazy as, typically if we were at Kech's. Gosh. The stories and dramas can actually beat the whole season of Desperate Housewives. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#9 Realization of how a pain shifting can be :((( 3 days and like a humongous shelf, a glass table with four chairs and a million boxes packed, we'd distributed everything to Kech's and Chris's places. Thank god for them, if not we'd have to pay an exorbitant storage and mover fees for all the stuff :)) And Chris actually drove so many rounds to pick up everything and shifted it over with the help of the guys :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#10 No matter what you Blackberry suckers say, Iphone is still the best :p You're just jealous that your phone is bulkier and doesn't come with a touch screen. Hmph. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is fair. I get my shit and you get yours :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL. love it. Am so gonna tweet that. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-7543057203130397818?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/7543057203130397818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcoming-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7543057203130397818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/7543057203130397818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2010/01/welcoming-2010.html' title='Welcoming 2010 :)'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1h5ow2PzWI/AAAAAAAABPM/glCbWFKg5OU/s72-c/003+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-555703653563088838</id><published>2009-09-27T03:12:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T03:34:03.947+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daily rants'/><title type='text'>Things to Do.</title><content type='html'>Just a quick one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 Marketing. We ran out of meat supply since..... last week. Haha. Have been surviving on insanely unhealthy food. Well not like we eat healthily normally lol but our sole meat provider for the past week was spam. Enough said. And not to mention - canned soup, daced fish, instant noodles etc. So we would HAVE to go marketing tomorrow. Also, we would need to get some food for our Mount Martha trip as well! :) Ai Lin you better come marketing tomorrow (!!!) @.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 I don't know why I've a massive craving for MUSHROOMS now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#3 I've just found out the Uncle Benny and his family are staying in the city :( OMG. Initially I thought they were staying at the Rydges opposite my apartment so when Eva (cousin) asked me to pass the baby stroller to them during their Melbourne visit, I agreed to it. I really thought it was just opposite the road (!!!) And then I was told there was THREE Rydges in Melbourne city. WTF. The best part? They are staying at the one on Exhibition St. Seriously OMFG. The stroller weighs 20kg and I doubt that it can fit in the cab since it's height is 2/3s of our fridge o.O THEREFORE, we would have to push it to the city. FML to the max :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#4 I'm way behind in Ana-shit-tomy and I've no motivation to study :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#5 I've finished reading my favourite Detective Conan manga :( I tried my best to savour it slowly and now the story abruptly stopped at the cliff hanger. Who's the DAMN murderer??? I wanna know T_T T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Double FML.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've have to go study now @.@. Kthanksbye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;[edited]: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#6 Gosh how could I forget?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Lady Gaga tickets arrived yesterday! :) &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 17px; "&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/1867694032033489976-555703653563088838?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/555703653563088838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-to-do.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/555703653563088838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/555703653563088838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2009/09/things-to-do.html' title='Things to Do.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1867694032033489976.post-4806750153855883744</id><published>2009-09-25T03:00:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T03:18:19.956+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Anatomy Fail.</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to start studying Anatomy for my mid sem exams but I'd been sitting in front of my lappie reading Detective Conan manga :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus we were planning our &lt;s&gt;Mornington&lt;/s&gt; Mt Martha trip so I was caught in the hype of choosing the accommodations to stay at. After much contemplation, we've decided to rent a beach house - Talia and hopefully we can get our hands on it. *fingers crossed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with going on a trip in Aussieland is that everything is so damn far apart. If you don't have a car, it's virtually impossible for you to get around. Especially when in the suburbs, public transport definately can't be trusted :( We are planing to visit the famous Peninsula Hot Springs as well :) hopefully we'd manage to find our way there considering the fact that there's no direct transport (even not the bus!!!!) to the hot springs. Instead, we'd have to take a cab from the nearest bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I'm studying in UK where the tube and airplanes can bring you to Europe instantly :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lil sneak peek at where we will be staying at if we managed to get the place :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/SruoILwSzGI/AAAAAAAABOk/thVqX0w5S9g/s1600-h/img_55260_b2358b71fe179f99d4c8bbc47d9916ba_max800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/SruoILwSzGI/AAAAAAAABOk/thVqX0w5S9g/s400/img_55260_b2358b71fe179f99d4c8bbc47d9916ba_max800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385082637999328354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/SruoHuAZhZI/AAAAAAAABOc/rSbLVQ-kjXM/s1600-h/img_55260_6b04cc14418eca1f78bfce4376881af6_max800x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/SruoHuAZhZI/AAAAAAAABOc/rSbLVQ-kjXM/s400/img_55260_6b04cc14418eca1f78bfce4376881af6_max800x600.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385082630013814162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andddd the dent ppl are going clubbing on Sunday :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Lin was sooooo excited. LOL. Crazy woman. I was half way talking to her on msn when she suddenly went MIA. 30 minutes later she came back and explained that she was trying on clubbing outfits for the event on Sunday -__- -__- Very enthu la that woman. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new club on Collins Street called Silk Road and it is amazingly grand! Omg. The design of the place is just jaw dropping! Majestically elegant :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_- Okay I attempted to copy the pictures of the club for your viewing but it's on Flash Player -_- Anyone who's interested can visit it's website - www.silkroadoncollins.com :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Just maybe I should attempt to start studying Anatomy :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1867694032033489976-4806750153855883744?l=lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/feeds/4806750153855883744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2009/09/anatomy-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4806750153855883744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1867694032033489976/posts/default/4806750153855883744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeunbuttoned.blogspot.com/2009/09/anatomy-fail.html' title='Anatomy Fail.'/><author><name>Steffie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09601254603830355245</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/S1iEqDZk04I/AAAAAAAABPw/biwXkrLhQ2o/S220/IMG_0317+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DE8R7TGjaG4/SruoILwSzGI/AAAAAAAABOk/thVqX0w5S9g/s72-c/img_55260_b2358b71fe179f99d4c8bbc47d9916ba_max800x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
