<?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-8824559569967627244</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:30:48.839-08:00</updated><category term='u'/><title type='text'>Life Capsule</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-5702887948855036139</id><published>2008-08-30T20:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T21:25:29.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Blogspot</title><content type='html'>Changing the interface &amp; display of my blog has crossed my mind just so many times. Looking at how many others have fanciful wallpapers, techy widgets &amp; just so updated, as compared to my minimalistic blog.  At each attempt, there's always a valid excuse to hold the thoughts back, like .. "oh, its late, i should sleep now." / "oh, there's always a tomorrow." .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I wish to officially announce the retirement of Life Capsule @ Blogspot. Posts being posted since a couple of years back will remain here, except for any new entries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My migration will take place at &lt;a href="http://lifecapsule.tumblr.com/"&gt;LifeCapsule@Tumblr  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chanced upon Tumblr last night during my aimless blog surfing. I kinda like it. And i choose to keep my new bloggie minimalistic &amp; tasteful, and yet just so functional - my style! It allows much customisation too, which took me quite a while to set up just my 'Comments' thread via CSS. Hey, but its all worthwhile and gratifying, to be able to create one's own. Best of all, interface is rather easy to use. Good for IT-handicapped ppl like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesh! Cya all at Tumblr as i start afresh (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-5702887948855036139?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/5702887948855036139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=5702887948855036139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5702887948855036139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5702887948855036139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/08/farewell-blogspot.html' title='Farewell, Blogspot'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-8679802540961833186</id><published>2008-08-17T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:01:16.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Fit</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=200 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Midtown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanuptowngirloradowntowngirlquiz/midtown.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love so many things, you don't fit into any one label.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your city girl persona goes to a fancy restaurant one night and a dive bar the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanuptowngirloradowntowngirlquiz/"&gt;Are You An Uptown Girl or Downtown Girl?&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/8824559569967627244-8679802540961833186?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/8679802540961833186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=8679802540961833186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/8679802540961833186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/8679802540961833186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-fit.html' title='No Fit'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-1128148524572038252</id><published>2008-08-13T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T08:05:08.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 30% Boyish and 70% Girlish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/girlish.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're not a girl, you're very feminine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in touch with your feelings, and your heart rules you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of a emotional roller coaster, one moment you're up and the next you're down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter what, you try to be as cute and perky as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howboyishorgirlishareyouquiz/"&gt;How Boyish or Girlish Are You?&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/8824559569967627244-1128148524572038252?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/1128148524572038252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=1128148524572038252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1128148524572038252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1128148524572038252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/08/test-time.html' title='Me Girl'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-7985378476081508615</id><published>2008-08-12T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T08:21:09.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birdie's Life</title><content type='html'>I was the very lady most know as Christy; young, restless, a blatant disrespect for rules and commitments, and periodically daring all consequences to catch up to my actions. Centuries have passed, and I haven't quite changed a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a time where months were pegged to futile work and frivolous dates, all but a sustenance to fill a void soul. Given an opportunity to return to the past, there's just so many things I wanna make right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was in the fall of this evening, I disrespected my Tuesday by heading home early straight after work. On my way home, with the wait at the traffic, while my attention span being so grossly limited with idiotic people kept crossing into my path, my eyes met at this black crow-look-alike creature. Its a birdie, trying to cross the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birdie was hopping senselessly (but fast), and at times i caught it tweaking its head to the left as if its watching out for any oncoming cars. Maybe it was. I constantly reminded myself that its wrong to be wishing Birdie a traffic accident, but I also know that it is a cardinal sin to be wasting a smashing gory scene. I'm sicko, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, at that instance, I have also wondered why Birdie chose to hop, when it could have FLOWN &amp; SOARED across the road &amp; above the cars! NO. Birdie is not a risk-taker. Its really just dumb. We don't call anyone dumb a bird-brain for no reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog didn't seem to gel and make sense eh.. but thats me. My life seldom gels and is a layer of contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its all satisfying, after all the writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. my younger sis just called from Beijing. Damn.. I miss her soooo much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-7985378476081508615?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/7985378476081508615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=7985378476081508615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/7985378476081508615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/7985378476081508615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/08/birdies-life.html' title='Birdie&apos;s Life'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-4291748630890316950</id><published>2008-08-03T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:15:18.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glory Gone</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, tot i'd have the most fruitful, fun &amp; friends-filled day. Its good to face &amp; interact with the world again! Okie, here's what i've achieved and the agenda of my typical power-packed day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8am &amp; prior:&lt;/strong&gt; Stuck in Lala Land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8am-nish   :&lt;/strong&gt; Dragged myself off bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.20am     :&lt;/strong&gt; At coffeeshop, waiting annoyingly for my breakfast. So slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.40am     :&lt;/strong&gt; Gobbling my breakfast &amp; reading papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.20am     :&lt;/strong&gt; Realised i'm gonna be late for appt. Panicked. But refused to take cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.30am     :&lt;/strong&gt; Left home.. feeling damn guilty.. - took too long savouring my meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.50am     :&lt;/strong&gt; Boarded train. Appt at 10am. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.52am     :&lt;/strong&gt; Ms A. called. She late. And her friend picking us up somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.54am     :&lt;/strong&gt; I felt relieved &amp; thankful i'm not cabbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.20am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Reached Jurong West Recreation &amp; Sport Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.25am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Badminton begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.50am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Lost my first double match. And buttocks pain. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.53am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Right arm pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.55am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Quadriceps pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.25am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Won my first double match. Credit goes to my partner in crime, Mr W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.30am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Discovered a mini dark-purpled bruise on my right knee-cap. Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.58am    :&lt;/strong&gt; Lost my third double match. Think Ms A. has given up pairing with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.30pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; Sent home. Felt gd. Will be going back for more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.32pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; Worried. Every inch of my body pain, except face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.50pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; A bit of housework - clothes folding, ironing, rubbish clearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.30pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Showered. I'm scented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.40pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Cooked myself Tung-I chicken abalone instant me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.55pm     : &lt;/strong&gt;Brewed some tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.20pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; TVB, Mee, Tea, In-house KTV, Nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.45pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Mum returned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.15pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Am not ready yet. Late for appt @ 5pm .. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.40pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Mr J. texted to say meet later, he had a visitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.30pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Cabbed &amp; reached ECP - $20.30 - Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.31pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Hated my cabbie driver-He's rude and embarrassed coz i've to direct him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.35pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Reader Digesting alone at Mac. Mr J. not picking up my call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.05pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Called again. Summoned to meet at Big Splash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.15pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Rented a pair of skates. Lugged my canvas back. Skated lor. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.30pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Reached &amp; nearly died - Wind gusty. Siamming the kiddos. Legs wobbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.35pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Met Mr B. accidentally at his shop. We had our PR chat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pm        :&lt;/strong&gt; We are ready to skate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.23pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Reached Bedok Jetty. Relieved. Legs still wobbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.25pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Mr J. met Mr I. They chatted and ignored me. No intro at all! Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.35pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Didn't care, i joined in. Hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.05pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Bye Bedok Jetty. Heading back Big Splash. Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.30pm     :&lt;/strong&gt; Reached. Nearly died again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9pm        :&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner @ Hongkong cafe. &lt;br /&gt;            (Gotten some real cool directions &amp; advice from chat. Glad) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.30pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; Sent home. Totally Drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.40pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; Caught up with sis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.50pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; Realised.. the pain everywhere still existed, except fingers &amp; face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.52pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; Reflecting. Such pain wouldn't happened given 3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.05pm    :&lt;/strong&gt; Entered LaLa Land. Glory Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Characters depicted above are protected &amp; not revealing their names.&lt;br /&gt;* Mind the grammatical errors above pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-4291748630890316950?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/4291748630890316950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=4291748630890316950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/4291748630890316950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/4291748630890316950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/08/glory-gone.html' title='Glory Gone'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-5253096187317557764</id><published>2008-07-20T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T09:10:50.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Morning</title><content type='html'>Preview of my run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SINh7-MmEbI/AAAAAAAABRc/X1DhcCwonwk/s1600-h/SHAPE+Run+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SINh7-MmEbI/AAAAAAAABRc/X1DhcCwonwk/s400/SHAPE+Run+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225127675615908274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-5253096187317557764?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/5253096187317557764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=5253096187317557764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5253096187317557764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5253096187317557764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-morning.html' title='My Morning'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SINh7-MmEbI/AAAAAAAABRc/X1DhcCwonwk/s72-c/SHAPE+Run+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-997038856199928869</id><published>2008-07-09T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:36:57.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Painz ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SHTbCuQXOEI/AAAAAAAABRU/x4C2FhW5tXc/s1600-h/Back+Pain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SHTbCuQXOEI/AAAAAAAABRU/x4C2FhW5tXc/s400/Back+Pain.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038707852130370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-997038856199928869?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/997038856199928869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=997038856199928869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/997038856199928869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/997038856199928869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-painz.html' title='Back Painz ...'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SHTbCuQXOEI/AAAAAAAABRU/x4C2FhW5tXc/s72-c/Back+Pain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-5888657344305483272</id><published>2008-07-04T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:59:25.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AXX Alumni</title><content type='html'>We flocked to Andrew's place for our BBQ cum talkcock session last evening. Everyone looks quite the same, if not, better! Shan't reveal too much of the nonsensical topics we touched on, after all, they belong within the circle of trust, rite guys?? And only nice things i'm putting up here. Now, a short intro to these troop (the mentioned-ranking is in random order, no favoritism practice here):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Andrew:&lt;/strong&gt; An incredibly fortunate guy i think, just for being carine's mate, and for having a bbq pit in his place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carine:&lt;/strong&gt; Another ridiculously fortunate lady i think, for just recently gettin' her dream job, and having Andrew, which MEANS.. inheriting his bbq pit &amp; the keys to his condo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eric:&lt;/strong&gt; Gone thru' thick &amp; thin with him for 2 months back then. The lunches, the talks, the walks, the lamentations, the reports, the net sends, the T-shirt &amp; advice. And he has a beautiful &amp; virtuous wife, Susanne. He recently got his dream job too.. and incredulous pay increments within a span of 5 months. Another lucky brat here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Susanne:&lt;/strong&gt; Realised she did most of the bbq-ing last nite. Thanks. I'd have probably starved &amp; die, if not for her bbq-ed hotdogs. I had 4 of these while waiting for the other half of troop to arrive, whom's in charge of the major part of foodie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SG8SFVX_FCI/AAAAAAAABKo/IMq574C35rE/s1600-h/Sausages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SG8SFVX_FCI/AAAAAAAABKo/IMq574C35rE/s200/Sausages.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219410375992087586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carol:&lt;/strong&gt; sheeze..dunno how to intro u leh..oh oh, ok, here it goes, i think your dressing combination last nite is rather cool! Always like your taste for dresses &amp; overall dressing sense..its supremely of better taste than you know who..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronnie:&lt;/strong&gt; Carol's beau. As gorgeous as carol that is. And stay easy on the drinks ok - i say this on carol's behalf ... heheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Karen:&lt;/strong&gt; My partner in crime for critising most of the food we ate last nite.  And we both agreed that the hotdogs taste the best. Some meats nicely laid ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SG8U_TRD0GI/AAAAAAAABKw/_lGXqIn2NYg/s1600-h/Meat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SG8U_TRD0GI/AAAAAAAABKw/_lGXqIn2NYg/s200/Meat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219413570881835106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel:&lt;/strong&gt; YOU HAVE TO MEET JOEL! Be serenaded and charmed by him anytime. (Told ya, only good things written abt my friends in my bloggie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sally:&lt;/strong&gt; I only dared to put our pix up here ok! Mainly because only our pix turned out the bestest amongst all else taken. Even photoshop can't save my face on the other pix taken .. so here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SG8ZfSLhIRI/AAAAAAAABLA/vGBxuIlxZ9A/s1600-h/Christy+%26+Sally.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SG8ZfSLhIRI/AAAAAAAABLA/vGBxuIlxZ9A/s320/Christy+%26+Sally.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219418518392480018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, will catch up with all again in the next congregation. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-5888657344305483272?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/5888657344305483272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=5888657344305483272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5888657344305483272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5888657344305483272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/07/axx-alumi.html' title='AXX Alumni'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SG8SFVX_FCI/AAAAAAAABKo/IMq574C35rE/s72-c/Sausages.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-51020022756025273</id><published>2008-06-21T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T23:34:16.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFydVkWanFI/AAAAAAAABKY/e3eoInRNp_A/s1600-h/Sad+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFydVkWanFI/AAAAAAAABKY/e3eoInRNp_A/s400/Sad+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214215462448700498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaaaaahh!! Above, thats me yesterday. Sad, feeling real misunderstood and indulging in much self-pity. And that is it.. NO MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its another brand new day from now on and i'm gonna have some full-blown fun &amp; new perspectives. Guess I have it all figured out..heh. Watching the first dvd season of SATC plus lotsa chocs play a major role in my new thinking and plans. Oh yes, plus lotsa rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's really not too bad for me now u know. Can't complain. And its important to cherish the moments. And thanks for all the friends whom have talked to me. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-51020022756025273?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/51020022756025273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=51020022756025273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/51020022756025273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/51020022756025273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/06/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFydVkWanFI/AAAAAAAABKY/e3eoInRNp_A/s72-c/Sad+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-2648125522074159204</id><published>2008-06-18T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T08:40:22.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='u'/><title type='text'>Rattling on...</title><content type='html'>My mum is so hooked to korean serials lately. My brother's fault. He pampers her with all the latest korean dramas bought so illegally from M'sia. Now she's hogging the TV. And the sofa. She's conquering our living room. She owns the remote control. Koooorean shows that NICE MEH ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's an orientation programme organised at work for new staff like me tomorrow. I'm dubious about this whole intention. For normally I feel disorientated after any orientation. It better be good and meaningful. I'm running out of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i suffering from hunger lately? I crave for supper each night, even after a sumptuous dinner. Even now, i'm sipping my vitasoy to gratify my hunger pangs, &amp; so craving for kfc. And i miss all the nice food at all the nice spots i so used to go. I'm going to buy a car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came across this quote during my read, "You have to keep an eye on pleasures. Make sure you are enjoying them rather than them controlling you." I'm gonna force my younger sis to memorise this quote. Maple story is ruining her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finished my favourite info-show series, "Journey to the West (Part 2)/Finding Singaporeans" as hosted by Belinda Lee. Simply love her! She's so unassuming &amp; real. A total of 10 episodes. Very inspiring. Keeps me rooted to my overall sanity and well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tmr i'm meeting alot of friends at noon and evening. Beings whom i can just bitch with without holding back and moments i can so be myself. Awesome! And ohh.. nowadays guys can be just as equally so kaypoh and bitchy .. or worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww... i do feel like having a beer now again. Okie, i shall rejoin, or probably rejoice with my mum in her korean shows now. I'm pretty curious to uncover the mystery to her addiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-2648125522074159204?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/2648125522074159204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=2648125522074159204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/2648125522074159204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/2648125522074159204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/06/rattling-on.html' title='Rattling on...'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-8328903587681393502</id><published>2008-06-16T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T08:35:26.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goal or Hole?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFaGWt5C8pI/AAAAAAAABJ4/pZS81meVdqQ/s1600-h/Doom01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFaGWt5C8pI/AAAAAAAABJ4/pZS81meVdqQ/s400/Doom01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501343562035858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFaGvC-x1II/AAAAAAAABKA/6QClU0Bvpbc/s1600-h/Doom02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFaGvC-x1II/AAAAAAAABKA/6QClU0Bvpbc/s400/Doom02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212501761540084866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bird's I View&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFaHE408WCI/AAAAAAAABKI/rKdlMgn1gWg/s1600-h/Doom03+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFaHE408WCI/AAAAAAAABKI/rKdlMgn1gWg/s400/Doom03+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212502136771598370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-8328903587681393502?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/8328903587681393502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=8328903587681393502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/8328903587681393502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/8328903587681393502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/06/goal-or-hole.html' title='Goal or Hole?'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFaGWt5C8pI/AAAAAAAABJ4/pZS81meVdqQ/s72-c/Doom01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-1232204371493841293</id><published>2008-06-14T22:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T22:57:56.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life - A White Ball</title><content type='html'>My Life @ Day-time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFSuD0JSlII/AAAAAAAABJo/RNjU9Ta-Iog/s1600-h/White+Ball_Day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFSuD0JSlII/AAAAAAAABJo/RNjU9Ta-Iog/s400/White+Ball_Day.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211982049334957186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Life @ Night-time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFSu3_6HIZI/AAAAAAAABJw/wPlViugwdZk/s1600-h/White+Ball_Night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFSu3_6HIZI/AAAAAAAABJw/wPlViugwdZk/s400/White+Ball_Night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211982945845715346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-1232204371493841293?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/1232204371493841293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=1232204371493841293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1232204371493841293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1232204371493841293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-life-white-ball.html' title='My Life - A White Ball'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/SFSuD0JSlII/AAAAAAAABJo/RNjU9Ta-Iog/s72-c/White+Ball_Day.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-6955581627492003736</id><published>2008-04-18T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T03:25:47.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unknown</title><content type='html'>I have to blog something about my recent foray into some strange work portfolio, or the complete unknown. I had quite a tussle with work and life recently, so much so that i'm pretty much amazed at my own optimism. Such a trait is seldom seen in my previous chapters of my life. Anyhow, the harshness of everyday reality has almost disenchanted me of my idealistic hopes, in all aspects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now..at this point of time, does anyone really understand what i'm blabbering about? Ha.. nevermind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-6955581627492003736?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/6955581627492003736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=6955581627492003736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6955581627492003736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6955581627492003736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/04/unknown.html' title='Unknown'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-5807525528725209155</id><published>2008-03-15T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:51:48.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays with Morrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9v-nMKsQwI/AAAAAAAABJI/cdHAfdR7Exw/s1600-h/tues+with+morrie.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9v-nMKsQwI/AAAAAAAABJI/cdHAfdR7Exw/s400/tues+with+morrie.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178012145826939650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very interesting &amp; inspirational read indeed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.randomhouse.com/features/morrie/index.html"&gt;READ MORE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-5807525528725209155?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/5807525528725209155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=5807525528725209155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5807525528725209155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/5807525528725209155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/03/tuesdays-with-morrie.html' title='Tuesdays with Morrie'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9v-nMKsQwI/AAAAAAAABJI/cdHAfdR7Exw/s72-c/tues+with+morrie.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-6875894434619617041</id><published>2008-03-13T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T08:23:31.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labyrinth 01</title><content type='html'>I realised, I do spend a considerable amount of time clicking incessantly at &lt;strong&gt;FACEBOOK&lt;/strong&gt; daily. Its definitely not addiction, for I'm really into just the zombie+slayer+vampire game. And not that its very fun at all, but I'm at it simply to keep myself at the highest-ranked player amongst my network. And no one is near my score thus far..ha! Aye.. its so tough to let go when one is at the peak eh. OKAY! I've made up my mind. I shall drop this game altogether once I hit 10,000 points for each of my zombie+slayer+vampire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who needs to wait for SG's theatre to screen this movie .. well, i mean, this is really some good shit! - &lt;a href="http://www.tvokay.com/movie/august-rush.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUGUST RUSH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - do join me in my support for piracy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9lG3MKsQuI/AAAAAAAABI4/0kWusar0BSU/s1600-h/august+rush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9lG3MKsQuI/AAAAAAAABI4/0kWusar0BSU/s320/august+rush.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177247160611914466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I think there's this fad abt reading. Some serious stuff my close friends are reading right now. Novels + biographies, you know, those hard-covered thick papers with tiny fonts and bible-look-alike - *salute*. I used to only read textbooks in the past and would have slowly evolved to magazines. Otherwise, I read practically anything that intrigues me, even MEN's health publication. Oh oh.. and my next purchase will be this one, Tadahhh .. &lt;strong&gt;DO ANTS HAVE ARSEHOLES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9k66cKsQtI/AAAAAAAABIw/ounkvywqq3A/s1600-h/do+ants+have+arseholes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9k66cKsQtI/AAAAAAAABIw/ounkvywqq3A/s320/do+ants+have+arseholes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177234022306955986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this book is STRICTLY for those with a sense of humour only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next immediate venture of my life in the next coming days.. &lt;a href="http://skateline.com.sg/cms/?q=node/8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOMEN ON SKATES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Mainly to support my friend with Skateline who put together this event. Really, I have not decently skated for at least a year. I have full intentions to armour myself with guards then, no matter how rigid its gonna cause on the movements. Can't afford any falls these days.. my wounds dun heal as fast now. Will update, stay tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bones seems to tingle and respond well to the &lt;strong&gt;RAINY WEATHER &lt;/strong&gt;of late. It could be premature rheumatism. Damn sad. Anyway, alot will compliment on the recent rainy &amp; ideal weather to snuggle at home and simply sleep. But I know, there are also others out there whom businesses will be greatly affected due to the unfavourable weather. My heart goes out to them, and sincerely hope that they will be able to press on and able to weather this bad weather in due time. *pray*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-6875894434619617041?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/6875894434619617041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=6875894434619617041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6875894434619617041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6875894434619617041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/03/labyrinth-01.html' title='Labyrinth 01'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R9lG3MKsQuI/AAAAAAAABI4/0kWusar0BSU/s72-c/august+rush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-8551469960506923065</id><published>2008-03-04T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T09:25:36.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Princess</title><content type='html'>Everytime she sees familiar faces - she recognises - she hops frantically and clamours for the same recognition and approval. Looking closely enough, you find her eyes sparkle with delight, her fluffy tail wags eagerly, being ever so thankful for the companionship and knowing that she is much loved. And yes, our friendly and demure little princess smiles alot too. Pretty she is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, she made alot of friends throughout her time. She warms up easily with anyone. Kids fear her not and cling to her. The old folks adores her. And to mention, the males shower their attention on her. She's ever so unpretentious and genuine with her affection. And have she not, brought so much joy and smiles to the lives she has come across .. hope she knows and with that, she deserves a so much better place from here forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was there. I was late too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her eyes half-opened. I was hopeful. Perhaps she has been waiting. Perhaps I heard wrongly over the phone of the news. I stroked her last, gently and encouragingly as usual, on her forehead. It felt cold. It must be the icy cold metal dashboard she's being laid on, I thought. She didn't open her eyes for me. She didn't move an inch... she looked real exhausted. She seemed to have battled the fight of her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to close her eyes. I whispered encouragingly to her again, "Good girl, you have been very strong. Rest in peace". My heart aches. At an instant, I regretted immensely that I have not been able to walk her ever once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wilber gained our permission, and proceeded to cover and wrap her head. I couldn't believe that happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost Yuki on the fateful night of 4th March, at the age of 3 human years. We will reminisce the good times our young princess have brought to our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Yuki, this time for real eh?! Stay good and make more friends in heaven. Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R82FFAzDR7I/AAAAAAAABIg/btjP2SmPZGw/s1600-h/Yukibanner.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R82FFAzDR7I/AAAAAAAABIg/btjP2SmPZGw/s320/Yukibanner.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173937868078532530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-8551469960506923065?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/8551469960506923065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=8551469960506923065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/8551469960506923065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/8551469960506923065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-little-princess.html' title='Our Little Princess'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R82FFAzDR7I/AAAAAAAABIg/btjP2SmPZGw/s72-c/Yukibanner.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-4101159478722336396</id><published>2007-12-06T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T09:40:16.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Like a Woman or Man</title><content type='html'>Ripped this quiz off a friend's blog ... interestingz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Date Like a Woman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/doyoudatelikeamanorawomanquiz/woman.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to studies on dating, you date like a woman.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to take romance seriously, and you're not really out for a fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mental and emotional connection always comes first for you.&lt;br /&gt;And rushing the physical stuff is likely to turn you off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're highly selective when it comes to dating, and some may say you're too picky.&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want, and when you find it, you're ready to commit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/doyoudatelikeamanorawomanquiz/"&gt;Do You Date Like a Man or a Woman?&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/8824559569967627244-4101159478722336396?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/4101159478722336396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=4101159478722336396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/4101159478722336396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/4101159478722336396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/12/date-like-woman-or-man.html' title='Date Like a Woman or Man'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-1740528868210105571</id><published>2007-11-25T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T20:06:29.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cLaiRE .. !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R0pEuazVQJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/UrxASdrk57g/s1600-h/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R0pEuazVQJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/UrxASdrk57g/s320/Collage.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136993889228767378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye.. my colleague's girl. Most of my colleagues seem to have ridiculously adorable and obedient kidz .. unlike those brats i used to come across in other families just a few months back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire is real genuiue, and all generous when it comes to hugs and sharing. It just takes abt a few minutes with her, and i already feel like kidnapping her to my home. Oh, by the way, permission not granted yet from her mother to post Claires' pix here..but i'm sure she wouldn't mind. Her mother is kind and forgiving...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-1740528868210105571?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/1740528868210105571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=1740528868210105571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1740528868210105571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1740528868210105571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/11/claire.html' title='cLaiRE .. !'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/R0pEuazVQJI/AAAAAAAAAnw/UrxASdrk57g/s72-c/Collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-6407109336973091112</id><published>2007-11-12T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:07:58.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JuDY'z BIG Dae!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhtcE9a7CI/AAAAAAAAAmg/25we7J3JLP0/s1600-h/IMG_2847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhtcE9a7CI/AAAAAAAAAmg/25we7J3JLP0/s320/IMG_2847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131972104523803682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 11 Nov 07, Allen &amp; Judy got hitched... finally..after an eventful 8 years, they triumphed! Oh well, we got pretty occupied &amp; shared lots of fun on that fateful day too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhtJk9a7BI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5ZsgJMWf8GQ/s1600-h/IMG_2829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhtJk9a7BI/AAAAAAAAAmY/5ZsgJMWf8GQ/s320/IMG_2829.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131971786696223762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our haggled monies.. oh, these are not all of course! That pair of hands also not mine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhvEU9a7FI/AAAAAAAAAm4/B7TvTU020SI/s1600-h/IMG_2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhvEU9a7FI/AAAAAAAAAm4/B7TvTU020SI/s320/IMG_2814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131973895525166162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French's brilliant idea to pose that bouquet as foreground ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhuBk9a7DI/AAAAAAAAAms/QO_Vo38b8JQ/s1600-h/IMG_2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhuBk9a7DI/AAAAAAAAAms/QO_Vo38b8JQ/s320/IMG_2834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131972748768898098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tang Yuan .. yum yum .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rzhvck9a7GI/AAAAAAAAAnA/t22MdA989lQ/s1600-h/IMG_2853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rzhvck9a7GI/AAAAAAAAAnA/t22MdA989lQ/s320/IMG_2853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131974312136993890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie..some of us ranting nonsense and lazing around .. tired sia.. and i constantly feels like shitting.. its either the food.. or marie.. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rzhwl09a7II/AAAAAAAAAnQ/lZynYJStxx0/s1600-h/IMG_2849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rzhwl09a7II/AAAAAAAAAnQ/lZynYJStxx0/s200/IMG_2849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131975570562411650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaaah... Prince &amp; Princess enters.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhxNk9a7JI/AAAAAAAAAnY/XabskWQOSoE/s1600-h/IMG_2888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhxNk9a7JI/AAAAAAAAAnY/XabskWQOSoE/s200/IMG_2888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131976253462211730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh..Marie ..erm..or is it Xavid, whom taught us how to pose nice nice before the cameras.. without any double chins some more wor .. Tadaahh... We, the GORGEOUS FOUR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhyD09a7KI/AAAAAAAAAng/0VYpNVmZgZ4/s1600-h/IMG_2895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhyD09a7KI/AAAAAAAAAng/0VYpNVmZgZ4/s320/IMG_2895.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131977185470114978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty lady, wishing ya many more blissful years ahead with Allen, forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rzhzpk9a7LI/AAAAAAAAAno/o03A5VzT6O4/s1600-h/IMG_2809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rzhzpk9a7LI/AAAAAAAAAno/o03A5VzT6O4/s320/IMG_2809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131978933521804466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-6407109336973091112?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/6407109336973091112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=6407109336973091112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6407109336973091112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6407109336973091112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/11/judyz-big-dae.html' title='JuDY&apos;z BIG Dae!'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RzhtcE9a7CI/AAAAAAAAAmg/25we7J3JLP0/s72-c/IMG_2847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-6827571580980179198</id><published>2007-10-28T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T08:46:22.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Penguins Rulez!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;8th Oct till 3rd Nov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out yours…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySsWuUXYLI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3bDquwa4qio/s1600-h/Gemini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySsWuUXYLI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3bDquwa4qio/s200/Gemini.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126411782245015730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;双子座的工作运势不太顺利，周日开始，有不少事情要你去忙，但你充满斗志，跃跃欲试准备大显身手，可惜越接近月底，不断出现零星状况，让你疲于奔命，进度大受影响。&lt;br /&gt;爱情运势方面，本周双子座的你因忙于工作，没什么时间与情人交流；不过，单身双子虽然工作多又忙，却有不少异性鼎力相助，可以趁着这时候观察欣赏的对象，顺势发展成男女朋友哟！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周大钱小钱花不停，虽然你很想省点用，但一看到心爱的包包、衣物、饰品，不花钱的念头早飞得老远，存钱这种事就留到以后再说吧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySsteUXYNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lRssJnluyFo/s1600-h/Leo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySsteUXYNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/lRssJnluyFo/s200/Leo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126412173087039698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;狮子座本周将花去不少时间处理手头上的案子，虽然离完成的期限还早，但你丝毫不敢松懈，只要有空就会去处理，以免延误接下来的计划。到了周二，神经已面临紧绷状态，工作因此也提不起劲，此时你需要沉淀一下心灵，好好放松一下.&lt;br /&gt;爱情运方面，有伴的狮子带情人参加朋友的定期聚会，不但让情人更了解你，还能让两人的感情更亲密；单身的狮子，想要一段甜蜜的桃花恋情，不妨趁周末和朋友出游，有机会遇见爱情曙光喔！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财运方面，前阵子大笔刷卡血拼购物，让你整天为了该怎么省钱，才能安然度过这个月大伤脑筋，早之如此何必当初呢！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySs7uUXYOI/AAAAAAAAAkk/W3jHCC30xeE/s1600-h/Taurus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySs7uUXYOI/AAAAAAAAAkk/W3jHCC30xeE/s200/Taurus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126412417900175586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周牛牛们将面临环境变化、工作充斥着许多不确定因素，让习于稳定的你感觉很不舒服。周日周一得花不少时间处理一件事情，不过你不想把自己搞的太忙太累，因此延误不少进度。周二到周三，目前的职务容易出现调度、重新洗牌分配的状态，牛牛们可要趁着这个时候调整好自己步伐，提升工作竞争力，跟上大环境的变化，钱途自然不可限量。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周对金牛座来说，一心操心工作上的琐碎事情，无暇顾及爱情，爱情进入停滞状态。有伴的金牛不妨利用周末假期，就算不想陪情人出门，也可小俩口窝在家，让你俩之间的爱情回温。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周的开销让你伤透脑筋，要花钱的事情可真不少，不停地盘算哪些花费该先处理、可以延后处理，让小牛们陷入了天人交战。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStDuUXYPI/AAAAAAAAAks/ZQ978gCRtmw/s1600-h/Aquarius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStDuUXYPI/AAAAAAAAAks/ZQ978gCRtmw/s200/Aquarius.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126412555339129074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周宝瓶座会安排些有趣娱乐活动，让自己轻松一下，并尽情陶醉于玩乐的气氛中；周二周三，事情多压力也跟着变大，加上时效性的工作不少，因此你必须多些耐性思索、进行沙盘推演模拟，好让计划如预期的顺利完成；周四周五，有件合作案需要你当面与客户对谈，虽然讨论中有些意见相左之处，但因为你应对进退得宜，合作案成功机会很高！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运方面，单身的宝瓶因为近日工作繁忙，所有心思心力都放在工作上，对感情稍嫌冷淡；有伴的宝瓶，心情不好就自己找个地方静静吧，别一见面就只顾着和对方斗嘴，把气出在阿娜答身上！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财运方面，这阵子你花钱的欲望很强，大多是花钱买享受，大大小小的花费加起来自然是开销惊人；劝劝你，还是偶而节制点吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStL-UXYQI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Pn98zDzdX2w/s1600-h/Capricorn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStL-UXYQI/AAAAAAAAAk0/Pn98zDzdX2w/s200/Capricorn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126412697073049858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;魔羯座本周将忙的昏天暗地，除了手头上的事情又多又杂乱，还频频出状况延误你的工作进度，种种因素加上时限压力，顿时让你感到彩色人生变黑白！建议你，不妨转换个角度看事情，当作这是考验你的耐性与能力的时机，只要你通过这层考验，未来的前景将会十分明朗，好不容易捱到周末，你只想待在家里好好休息，啥事也不想、不做。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运方面，单身的你，最近有些事让你心烦，对人对事都不是很有耐心，对感情的事你也提不起劲来；有伴的魔羯，要小心处理情人间的互动关系，感情才能长保甜蜜哟！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财运方面，理财观念还不错的你，即使有完善的理财之道，还是避免不了老朋友聚会、应酬，累积下来的大笔开销，无奈的你也只好摸摸鼻子认了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStUeUXYRI/AAAAAAAAAk8/FYnxXMRwrCg/s1600-h/Libra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStUeUXYRI/AAAAAAAAAk8/FYnxXMRwrCg/s200/Libra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126412843101937938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;天秤座周日周一有机会到未曾去过的地方玩，除了因此大开眼界，还会学习到新鲜有趣的东西；周二周三，事情多的让你喘不过气，忍不住向上帝期求长出三头六臂，好应付这一连串的问题；周四之后，因为工作关系与不少客户和同事交流谈事情，不过你也学到如何与人应对进退的道理，不仅谈成了合作也得到了经验，让你有种一举数得的感觉！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运方面，单身的天秤要是朋友热情邀约游玩，你不妨积极参予，有机会遇见不错对象的旅行，让双方留下好印象！有伴的秤秤们积极计划旅行，不过身边要安排的事情很多，想玩不是说走就走喔！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财运方面，外出游玩的活动多，特别是在吃喝玩乐上的花费，因为你觉得快乐享受最重要，本周不花钱买心情是不可能的！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStdeUXYSI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9jExNtWrGLc/s1600-h/Pisces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStdeUXYSI/AAAAAAAAAlE/9jExNtWrGLc/s200/Pisces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126412997720760610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周工作上的双鱼座，因为心情变得烦躁，闷闷不乐，使得工作进度也大受影响，加上一堆不知怎么处理的工作，使得情绪更雪上加霜，好比热锅上的蚂蚁干着急！建议你，这时不妨主动请教同事或上司意见，俗话说：三个臭皮匠胜过一个诸葛亮，听听他人的意见想法，开发你灵感来源！周末有空不妨与同事上司多聚餐，他们的经验对你工作很有帮助。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运方面，单身的双鱼，因为坏情绪掌控了所有生活，不妨将感情转移忙碌工作；有情人的双鱼切忌任性，别一不高兴就说分手，否则两人很容易走上分离地步！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStmOUXYTI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sBg1_CI7G80/s1600-h/Sagittarius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStmOUXYTI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sBg1_CI7G80/s200/Sagittarius.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126413148044615986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周射手座的朋友想从容的面对工作机会不大，很多事情不是自己可以掌控的，多半得牵就现实或配合他人！周日周一，你会为了一件重要的新任务和人讨论，由于担心自己会做不好，你投注相当多的时间和精力，虽然有点累，但在执行的过程中，学到不少。周四之后，工作虽然忙的让你团团转，不过这些天来的经验，对你未来的工作有很大的帮助！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运方面，有伴的射手有可能面临分手的危机，建议你多关心情人感受；单身的射手，一个人的生活若成了习惯，不需要太急于感情的事情，这种事勉强不来的。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财运方面，虽然忙碌，但你也不会亏待自己，想花钱的欲望反而更强，再这样下去，你的薪水已经缩水一半了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStuOUXYUI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sCaXPbmjSeA/s1600-h/Virgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RyStuOUXYUI/AAAAAAAAAlU/sCaXPbmjSeA/s200/Virgo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126413285483569474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周处女座的你，在工作上面临事情多、压力大的情况；从周日开始，被忙乱工作搞得一个头两个大，有不少事情要你及时处理，幸好事情再多再忙，善于分析个性让你顺利抽丝剥茧，提前完成工作进度，看得同事们倒抽一口气；周四到周末，忙碌终于告一段落，你开始考虑未来发展，会出现无法继续面对目前工作的态度。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运势方面，心事重重的你很难放开心经营爱情，如果你和对方的恋情才刚起步，那可得注意啰！单身处女有机会在热闹场合中，与桃花结缘；有伴的处女则在情人的陪伴下，温馨度过心烦的一周。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财运方面，最近随着朋友吃喝玩乐，每笔开销金额都不小，看来再不省着点花，月底可就要成为月光族了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySt2eUXYVI/AAAAAAAAAlc/1NbrrAT6-iM/s1600-h/Scorpio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySt2eUXYVI/AAAAAAAAAlc/1NbrrAT6-iM/s200/Scorpio.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126413427217490258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周日周一与家人或老友聚会聊聊，不但能彼此了解近况之外，还能相互交流感想与观点；周二周三，有件增广见闻的工作将交付给你，你不但能从中吸收一些经验之外，更能满足你不少的求知欲；周四以后，工作已经占满了你的所有生活，你积极考量所有工作细节，只要一有不懂或做不够的地方，便立即请教同事主管，看在上司眼中十分欣赏。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运方面，和情人到郊外吸收新鲜的空气，和缓近日的繁忙步调，为两人的关系更增添甜蜜；单身的天蝎，试着与朋友一同到处走走聚餐，有机会遇上不错的对象喔！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;工作再忙，你也有时间花钱，而且你禁不起别人的怂恿，买些有的没的，事后再来懊悔也于事无补。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySt9-UXYWI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4DPIxTTt_ZU/s1600-h/Aries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySt9-UXYWI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4DPIxTTt_ZU/s200/Aries.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126413556066509154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;从周日周一开始，有不少资料需要牡羊座收集或汇整，沟通讨论些接下来进行琐碎事宜，得耐着性子细细处理，以免忙中有错。周二周三，事情突然变多，急着把事情搞定的你有分身乏术的感觉，情绪因此急躁不安；周四、周五，操心烦恼的事越来越多，虽然让人很烦躁；不过，耐不住性子就发脾气，可会破坏好不容易建立起来的工作关系。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;爱情运势方面，容易因工作不顺而影响到心情，有伴的牡羊别把情绪带到你和另一半之间，以免伤及你俩感情。从周四到周六，单身牡羊异性缘看涨，可要要好好把握难得机会，别让桃花从身边溜走。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;财运方面，本周操心烦恼的事情太多，让你剪不断理还乱，血拼购物的欲望在身体里蠢蠢欲动，小心花起钱来没完没了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySuHOUXYXI/AAAAAAAAAls/DPtkHjPOjqs/s1600-h/Cancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySuHOUXYXI/AAAAAAAAAls/DPtkHjPOjqs/s200/Cancer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126413714980299122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本周事是巨蟹座朋友考验磨练期，从周日周一开始，工作不顺遂让你身心疲惫，稍微停顿一下步伐、沉淀思考一下，寻找改善的方法，好让接下来的工作顺利进行。周二、周三两天，工作上有许多让你大开眼界、学习新知的机会，虽然过程中有些复杂忙碌，不过对你日后工作上的表现影响十分大，所以，振作起精神，掌握机会好好冲刺一下吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;巨蟹女因为全心投入工作，有点闷得发慌，想趁周末让生活来些变化，好让俩人感情更甜蜜。单身巨蟹则有机会认识异性，若已有心仪对象，就大胆告白吧！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;工作再忙也要和朋友一起血拼，虽然花钱当下心情畅快，不过当月底拿到大笔信用卡帐单，心情应该也是五味杂陈！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-6827571580980179198?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/6827571580980179198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=6827571580980179198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6827571580980179198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6827571580980179198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/10/penguins-rulez.html' title='Penguins Rulez!'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RySsWuUXYLI/AAAAAAAAAkM/3bDquwa4qio/s72-c/Gemini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-1039182155216234842</id><published>2007-10-23T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T09:29:08.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Of Shit!</title><content type='html'>Its in my sincere hope that i would get some good deals out of Chan Brother's 42th anniversary travel fare last Sunday .. i mean, one generally gets better rates on fares like such right? well.. i prefer to believe so lah..coz i happened to purchase our package to Taiwan there and then! And oh.. we are going to travel by China Airlines, albeit a new airbus..ha.. can anyone beat that! Which brave ones dare to do that! ME LOR! A friend was exclaiming mockingly at that decision of mine .. well.. i prefer to think he's just so criminally jealous of my well-deserved vacation..bleah! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, disgustingly, there's this disgusting Korean guy seated next to me during my long queue in travel fare. Yes, he's obviously a Korean as he blabbered some foreign korean language loudly in his phone conversation, with some korean chap i supposed, of course. Okay, now the gist of all, this guy is a disgusting nose digger! I tried hard not to stare at him.. so i turned myself away from him to the left..but CANNOT.. could still see him at the corner of my right eye! After the dig, he would roll &amp; knead &amp; flick 'them' onto the ground next to me, REPEATEDLY! - he obviously have loads of 'them' in his nose .. confirm he is FILTHY! How appalled &amp; trapped i was. And he didn't read about the penalty of littering in SG before his arrival here, did he?  I wanted so much to turn around and stop him .. but eventually, I thought of an evil-er idea to punish him.. i managed to take a snapshot of him discreetly (he's so busy with the digs he didn't notice at all...heh) and created this entry. Recognise and stay steer clear away from him, my mates!!!&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rx4f_vlWWHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLhmv-6CA5s/s1600-h/dignose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rx4f_vlWWHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLhmv-6CA5s/s320/dignose.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124568605959542898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-1039182155216234842?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/1039182155216234842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=1039182155216234842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1039182155216234842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1039182155216234842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/10/full-of-shit.html' title='Full Of Shit!'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rx4f_vlWWHI/AAAAAAAAAkE/MLhmv-6CA5s/s72-c/dignose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-9187288019493347016</id><published>2007-10-17T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:30:16.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lauren Gan!!</title><content type='html'>TaDaaaahhh!!!! Presenting my colleague's newborn and the most adorable baby I've come across thus far in 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RxW5ZvlWWFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/z4RVg8nTNNc/s1600-h/Lauren_Combined.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RxW5ZvlWWFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/z4RVg8nTNNc/s320/Lauren_Combined.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122204003124795474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太可爱了...我突然有一种冲动. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-9187288019493347016?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/9187288019493347016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=9187288019493347016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9187288019493347016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9187288019493347016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/10/lauren-gan.html' title='Lauren Gan!!'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RxW5ZvlWWFI/AAAAAAAAAj0/z4RVg8nTNNc/s72-c/Lauren_Combined.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-68443449317521692</id><published>2007-10-16T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T10:03:57.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn ...</title><content type='html'>It feels so gratifying to squeeze those black pores of mine on the nose ... and i so look forward to my ridiculously good facial deal next week.. S$18 for a bundle of treats (extraction, massage, mask, reputable products, etc).. ooh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sleepy now .. so tired.. so warped up with work &amp; all ... zzz..zz.z..zzzzz...zzzzzzzzzzzzz... BUT.. i NEED to catch up with one more episode of my TVB .. Tadah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RxTuXflWWBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/51ut6kUiqS0/s1600-h/the+drive+of+life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RxTuXflWWBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/51ut6kUiqS0/s320/the+drive+of+life.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121980763609651218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-68443449317521692?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/68443449317521692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=68443449317521692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/68443449317521692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/68443449317521692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/10/yawn.html' title='Yawn ...'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/RxTuXflWWBI/AAAAAAAAAjg/51ut6kUiqS0/s72-c/the+drive+of+life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-6318931886417639442</id><published>2007-10-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:34:08.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Pan Not?</title><content type='html'>To think, that only yesterday all of us were happily in the same car &amp; working in the same cluster. And now... all changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up is never easy. We hold on to things that were. We wonder what's to come. But today, I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been, and look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up. Guess, the only thing that matters is just following our heart, and eventually we will finally get it right. I'm learning .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, YOU may be out of our sight .. but never out of our mind .. we will miss ya!! (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-6318931886417639442?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/6318931886417639442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=6318931886417639442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6318931886417639442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6318931886417639442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/10/peter-pan-not.html' title='Peter Pan Not?'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-2896186694847791711</id><published>2007-10-10T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T01:40:53.349-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Comeback!</title><content type='html'>其实 ... nothing much to blog for now.. ha! Nothing pissed me to the core.. nothing ridiculously interesting to share .. ooh oh.. except for the sad fact that my bestest boss leaving me soon. (p.s. sad in the sense, that she will feel saddened by the fact she will miss me terribly soon). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesh! Am enjoying the new fresh image i'm giving my space here.. Better right? Even I can't resist dumping the previous template..its so terribly wrong and boring..so unlike me! Anyhow, do not expect any fanciful links or farnie beautifying tools here in my space.. do FOCUS on the AUTHOR instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, check out pictures i've taken in my recent &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/christerism/HotboysKelong"&gt;Kelong trip (M'sia). &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty! Stay tune .. I AM BACK!! *clapx3*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-2896186694847791711?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/2896186694847791711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=2896186694847791711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/2896186694847791711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/2896186694847791711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-cum-back.html' title='My Comeback!'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-7587412729140778908</id><published>2007-06-24T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T07:18:08.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awakening Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rn58wnNxmrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9AHdkZDskEA/s1600-h/Catholic+Church+%40+Saigon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rn58wnNxmrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9AHdkZDskEA/s200/Catholic+Church+%40+Saigon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079634604322822834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding it immensely cumbersome to blog at times, yet feeling its incumbent on me to do the updates. Don't wish to 半途而费 mah .. after all it takes up quite a bit of effort to even begin one. But i realised also, that its not too difficult once i begin to pen down my tots &amp; even the first para. I meant ... well, i DO enjoy writing and blogging after all. Its a pleasant revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekends just passed so quickly. I felt i've not done much. Notwithstanding there's some office work i planned to dwell on, I simply REFUSED to even touch it. I've toiled over work the past week. I tot i deserved some good rest, good fun, overall, in hope of an impactful and impressionable weekend. I wanted to play filial &amp; accompany mummy to Night Safari. I wanted to skate at ECP with friends. I wanted to do some shopping. I wanted to take a peek at the Bishan funfair. I've accomplised none of that. To make things worse, was chided for being late for my massage appointment and in my own defence. Got so disappointed that I chose to sleep over all &amp; the most part of Sunday morning. Well, things got only better upon meeting some real nice girlfriends for some harmless bitching, grapevining, planning, chatting &amp; dining. Shiok! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I won't allow such to happen too often again. I choose to lead my own life, isn't it. I have no one to blame, but only myself for such tragedies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-7587412729140778908?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/7587412729140778908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=7587412729140778908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/7587412729140778908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/7587412729140778908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/06/awakening-truth.html' title='Awakening Truth'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rn58wnNxmrI/AAAAAAAAAZE/9AHdkZDskEA/s72-c/Catholic+Church+%40+Saigon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-19263813833205278</id><published>2007-06-13T03:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T03:50:56.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluff Bluff</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: August 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a natural progression from friendship. You are almost always friends first.&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are loyal, steady, and honest. You are not a cheater or even much of a flirt. &lt;br /&gt;You are likely to stay friends with your ex... and open to rekindling something in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 6th, 15th, and 24th of the month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy recommended this farnie link to me.   My results as depicted above.. OMG,  its so SALAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"... love is a natural progression from friendship ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;C'mon, most fruitful relationships begin and blossom from friendship .. oh, reveal to me something new preassee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"... I am not a cheater or even much of a flirt"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is so true, albeit I've all the means &amp; flair to be either one.. *smug*.. Elloz! not everyone whom wishes to flirt, can flirt successfully wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"I am likely to stay friends with my ex ... and open to rekindling something in the future"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Totally untrue &amp; I'm not explaining lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No. of true loves: 4 / No. of times I have my heart broken: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blardy hell, by the time i waited till the 4th, no wonder I have 5 (so many) heart breaks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-19263813833205278?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/19263813833205278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=19263813833205278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/19263813833205278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/19263813833205278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/06/bluff-bluff.html' title='Bluff Bluff'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-2233147729194138855</id><published>2007-06-12T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T13:37:43.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rm8DfXNxmqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jj3LKi6bw0g/s1600-h/Opera+House.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075279142412458658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rm8DfXNxmqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jj3LKi6bw0g/s200/Opera+House.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rm8DF3NxmpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Jic69_R8RYE/s1600-h/Opera+House.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently &amp; increasingly, to much horror, i find myself really baffled by the following buggers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I CAN'T SHIT&lt;/span&gt; - this feels really bad when i feel so much to be relieved of some loads from my body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I GOSSIPZ/GRAPEVINE&lt;/span&gt; - simply lousy, having to derive pleasure by demeaning others &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY FEEDER BUS DUMPS ME&lt;/span&gt; - feels particulary even more victimised when that bus driver pretends not to have spotted me waving frantically and that i'm super late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I KENA MOSQUITOE BITEZ&lt;/span&gt; - its hell when they choose to dig &amp;amp; suck at the non-fleshy and abstract areas like my toes, fingers, heels, feet , face.. blardy hell, some of these mossies are really blind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I HAVE INSUFFICIENT SLEEP&lt;/span&gt; - nothing beats slumberland .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY TIRED FACE&lt;/span&gt; - so wat if i've a tired face .. i'm simply just tired, duh! some ppl must just comment or ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;NO MUSHROOM SOUP FOR ME&lt;/span&gt; - isn't this the most common soupish-dish any decent western restaurant must have? even if its campbell? i jus patronized one without one for they ran out of mushrooms .. boycott BOYCOTT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY FATE WITH GANGSTER CABBIEZ&lt;/span&gt; - some whom refused to take my humble $50 note..can't they just bring along with them extra small notes for changes ?? its a service leh ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I MISPLACED STUFFZ&lt;/span&gt; - i dun like to lose things. i know frens whom are so cool and nonchalant abt losing their stuff.. they are probably used to it ... but not me. i slipped into mild depression if i do. i feel silly and ridiculously careless .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MY RUB WITH 'ACT-SWEET-NOTHINGS'&lt;/span&gt; - some gers jus like to act sweet or innocently dumb .. &amp; i happen to have the gift to see thru' them all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;INJURIES&lt;/span&gt; - i get immensely irriated even with the slightest or mini-est bruises or cuts i've gotten, and often the cause of my affliction is unknown &amp;amp; almost mysterious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are really more, and the list might just go on .. &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/8824559569967627244-2233147729194138855?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/2233147729194138855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=2233147729194138855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/2233147729194138855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/2233147729194138855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/06/peeve.html' title='Peeve'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rm8DfXNxmqI/AAAAAAAAAY8/jj3LKi6bw0g/s72-c/Opera+House.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-3420801256866978168</id><published>2007-06-04T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T00:34:07.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Faze</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Weird things happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Everyone around me seems to take on a concrete interest &amp; action in adopting their own blogs recently. Apparently their blogs also seem to be disturbingly more vibrant &amp;amp; advanced. Impressed nevertheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;On the contrary, i am seriously contemplating in closing this space .. kinda time-strapped and tough to upkeep this turf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Let me toy with this idea for a few more days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-3420801256866978168?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/3420801256866978168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=3420801256866978168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/3420801256866978168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/3420801256866978168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-faze.html' title='Blog Faze'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-9058548338499315946</id><published>2007-05-22T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T10:11:36.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Repentence</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful-turned-Grateful says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hey, good job. ur blog looks more cheerful now. btw, im not mr. ungrateful hor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRiSTY says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ha..thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-9058548338499315946?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/9058548338499315946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=9058548338499315946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9058548338499315946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9058548338499315946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/05/repentence.html' title='Repentence'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-1268036198265258796</id><published>2007-05-18T02:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T03:16:18.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meshed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rk1uxRL1lUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/oWkL7mAqdpA/s1600-h/me01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065826948567373122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" height="77" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rk1uxRL1lUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/oWkL7mAqdpA/s200/me01.JPG" width="121" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Thats me in that candid picture .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Face covered? No poise? Blurred? &lt;strong&gt;OF COURSE!&lt;/strong&gt; Waroa.. for its taken involuntarily and obviously without my consent while innocently having my dinner. And I only discovered the existence of pix, much to my horror, like 30 mins ago. How audacious! Hmm.. I feel like a celebrity.. and my friend makes a commendable papparazi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Come to think of it, I thought my fingers look quite slender &amp; dainty ... I like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rk1z2hL1lVI/AAAAAAAAAXk/i5IkUkJhGQM/s1600-h/priceless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065832536319825234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rk1z2hL1lVI/AAAAAAAAAXk/i5IkUkJhGQM/s200/priceless.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Watched this flick, &lt;strong&gt;priceless,&lt;/strong&gt; last night. OMG! Can't understand how Audrey Tautou (main actress) is endowed with such an immaculate &amp; tanned physique. And did anyone realise, that throughout the motion, she didn't wear a bra lor! She's gonna sag big time in no time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;On the other hand, the Gad Elmaleh (main actor) is more of a disappointment. He has really come across to me as a blockhead. He walks and stands so weirdly in the show..so 'starched' and stiff. But I must commend that when he does flash his smile, quite charming he is. And notice his forearms, rather manly and sexy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Overall, the story evolves a light-weight juant through a world the couple lives in and of which I wouldn't want to. Its fluffy, definitely French &amp;amp; frivolous. Taken lightly, its fun. Taken seriously, its silly. Check it out yourself? (", ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rk1uxRL1lUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/oWkL7mAqdpA/s1600-h/me01.JPG"&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/8824559569967627244-1268036198265258796?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/1268036198265258796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=1268036198265258796' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1268036198265258796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/1268036198265258796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/05/labyrinth.html' title='Meshed'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GsLYkInluT4/Rk1uxRL1lUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/oWkL7mAqdpA/s72-c/me01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-9041774868078829543</id><published>2007-05-10T09:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:38:38.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Novice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the color a bit dull leh, make it brighter, maybe will cheer u up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRiSTY says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRiSTY says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan it clean and cool leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the color seems faded leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRiSTY says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;is it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda too simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u dont like pink color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go off liao, cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Ungrateful says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep blogging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I tried to be friendly earlier, for once, today. So i shared this exclusive blog site with a friend. Told him that its gonna be all AMATEURISH beforehand .. for I happened to work in the day for a living, so I've got only the nights to explore in the construction of this space. And so it happens too, that most nights i'm normally so burned out.. so guess its only gonna be cosmetically touched up and furnished INCREMENTALLY.. *yawn*.. Ok lah, i do appreciate such feedback and brutal honesty for the matter. In fact, to stay appreciative and respectful, I've decided to have my blog splashed in 'pink' and ugly and cheesy for a couple of days. (", )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oooh.. i'm so hooked onto this new song .. "Countdown" by Radio Edit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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/8824559569967627244-9041774868078829543?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/9041774868078829543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=9041774868078829543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9041774868078829543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9041774868078829543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/05/novice_10.html' title='Novice'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-9179452714343912648</id><published>2007-05-06T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T08:36:37.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return</title><content type='html'>The benevolent and melting smile he displayed while approaching me.. intensely warms my heart. He is ever so gentle in his tonality &amp; gestures, that I couldn't resist listening to him. He advised me on the lessons of life.. wisdom he would have accumulated over his painful years. The once bashful &amp; autocratic person he is, today we can barely sense or succumb to any seemingly threats. Not forgetting to mention, he has aged, with accompanying hair peppered with whites and feeble knees he has developed. He used to toil in work during his youngers days..that he attributes his ailing health to. And his recent accomplishment - brand new black &amp; sleek Mercs E230 - sexy! I'm simply proud &amp; glad for him. And despite the paths &amp; choices he would have chosen in the past, I know I can never disacknowledge him. At times, learning to accept things in life, is much courageous and gracious than one discernibly can understand &amp; do. &lt;br /&gt;I love him.&lt;br /&gt;My father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-9179452714343912648?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/9179452714343912648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=9179452714343912648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9179452714343912648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/9179452714343912648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/05/return.html' title='The Return'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-6834432119343241429</id><published>2007-05-05T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T09:42:13.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Craze For Notoriety</title><content type='html'>Paris Hilton is finally jailed! Albeit only for 45 days, believe thats enough to cause some exacerbation for one. Caught a glimpse of Paris online, the raw video with her walking into the courtroom, via AP Video .. Duh, I LOVE HER SHADES! The oversized shades has finally come to good use in masking her teary eyes (if any) and insecurities perhaps.. For some strange reasons, I'm kinda worried for her with the prison stay..or am I just cynical? Already there are reports and speculatios/mockings being splashed over the net abt her life behind bars. &lt;br /&gt;Guess mere riches has got no power in this situation afer all. Cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-6834432119343241429?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/6834432119343241429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=6834432119343241429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6834432119343241429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/6834432119343241429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/05/craze-for-notoriety.html' title='A Craze For Notoriety'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8824559569967627244.post-4907403961842107312</id><published>2007-05-04T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T09:11:45.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Funk</title><content type='html'>It hasn't been a pleasant day. Not to mention anything worse, I've to begin this blog with a despondent entry!&lt;br /&gt;Was plunged into loads of 'ever-unfinished' work and backlog the whole day. Don't really remember myself making more than 3 'must-have' washroom trips - DESPAIRED. Barely got the time to even sneak into SGX for a quick check up on Cityspring. Neither have I found the time to toggle my screens for some mini msn-chats. And I kept filling up my body with sachet of green tea from the dispenser - the most convenient source of liquid and life. So what have I been dwelling on the whole time? Yesh.. taking many minutes to draft even a paragraph for sensitive emails, putting together serveral uninspiring proposals and entertaining a considerable amount of nonsensical calls and colleagues..sheeze!&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. life moves on, isn't it? Shall sleep over all mentioned unfortunate encounters.. there are really more actually, but shall spare all of the agony. I should be better by then.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8824559569967627244-4907403961842107312?l=christylo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/feeds/4907403961842107312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8824559569967627244&amp;postID=4907403961842107312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/4907403961842107312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8824559569967627244/posts/default/4907403961842107312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christylo.blogspot.com/2007/05/blue-funk.html' title='Blue Funk'/><author><name>Life Capsule</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
