<?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-1060278455518162579</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:21:10.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Veralyn's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>veralyn</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>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4326005941933834866</id><published>2010-07-28T22:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T05:12:21.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>29.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved to WP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck finding it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to more and more people knowing about this blog I'm considering changing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some privacy but yet I don't want to privatize it such that I must invite people to read. Too troublesome plus I don't mind A FEW others reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And blogger is TOO EASY to track using Google.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo says wordpress is good and they have good privacy functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will consider :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4326005941933834866?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4326005941933834866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4326005941933834866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/29.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8805896101751313538</id><published>2010-07-26T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T09:59:21.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can't sleep tonight due to diarrohea again I'll give all of you permission to laugh at me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I just ate fast food knowing that my stomach will not be able to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can I do?! The other eateries were closed in the middle of the night and the fast foods were the only ones left standing. Plus I was starving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight has dropped more than I hopped it would. So it's kind of freaking me out now because I look exactly the same. Which shows that the water content is my body is decreasing rapidly while the fats content are still.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost 2kg!!!! Which is a huge accomplishment in just 3 days!!!! This is better than what any slimming centre can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, zero appetite to eat. Whatever I eat comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regretted eating so much yesterday and now I have to pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been having diarrohea since I got back. Throughout the night. Oh sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;And in the morning. The charcoal medicine seems to be making it worse instead!&lt;br /&gt;Had to reschedule tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind my words but my anus is going to break soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Stomach rumbling with air again. You know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's damn short. OMG I CAN CRY!!!! I never wanted it to be this short!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling says I look like Ms Swan. WHICH IS LIKE DUDE.... MY HAIR IS MUCH SHORTER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TE6F2J5OgRI/AAAAAAAADQI/1DCECwTcNPM/s1600/SwanStickeredcropped02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498479360481329426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TE6F2J5OgRI/AAAAAAAADQI/1DCECwTcNPM/s320/SwanStickeredcropped02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parrot says I look like Xiao Wan Zi. I prefer the latter comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TE6GJvfrp9I/AAAAAAAADQQ/vLMbOmLi2s8/s1600/930103221421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498479696992249810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TE6GJvfrp9I/AAAAAAAADQQ/vLMbOmLi2s8/s320/930103221421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8805896101751313538?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8805896101751313538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8805896101751313538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/27.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/TE6F2J5OgRI/AAAAAAAADQI/1DCECwTcNPM/s72-c/SwanStickeredcropped02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-5368030966849539113</id><published>2010-07-24T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T09:42:42.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>25.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I LOST 1.5KG FROM PUKING AND SHITTING!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must maintain this. Before the water mass comes back and the 1kg too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Vomits Vomits Vomits*&lt;br /&gt;*Diarrhoea Diarrhoea Diarrhoea*&lt;br /&gt;*Vomits Vomits Vomits*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I don't think I can repeat this process any further!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of puking is just purely revolting!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That wave of nausea hitting up from the middle of your chest, slurring in it for a second before the rush of going up your oesophagus then your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT IS DAMN PAINFUL AND SEEING THE YELLOW SHIT COMING OUT OF YOUR MOUTH IS EVEN WORSE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diarrhoea is fine. Because I can choose not to see it. BUT SO NOT FOR PUKING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to have second thoughts about having kids now. Because puking everyday in the morning... Uh-uh not a good feeling okay. I've seen my tuition kid mom puke almost every 15minutes (she's pregnant) and hearing that PUKING sound is so damn disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel another wave coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN THAT SHIT PIECE OF TAI YANG BING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULDN'T HAVE EATEN 3!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why the rest are fine. No doubt they only ate one. ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the bright side, a good way to diet. Because I have no appetite to eat at all and I'm puking out whatever shit I ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I can lose a kg from this. HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-5368030966849539113?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5368030966849539113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5368030966849539113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/25.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-6179314325200600595</id><published>2010-07-24T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:33:33.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason I found SHG quite fun today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we surrounded poor XW by cornering him. He was sitting at the corner and we all placed our chairs in front of him acting as some sort of barrier. The kids turned around and commented, "Wah he so lucky surrounded by girls." LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest part was that when he attempted to go out by pushing the whiteboard away, Muscle Man was standing against the whiteboard preventing him from going out HAHAHA!!! Talk about a secret accomplice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HY is finally starting to recruit more volunteers. Phew! Load off. More volunteers more fun :)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we can have a non-vegetarian outing someday once the Meat eaters outweigh the Veggies. Damn I'm so mean....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to collect Tai Yang Bing. Shit Shit was nice and drove me to AMK.&lt;br /&gt;ON THE WAY LA DON'T MAKE A BIG DEAL OUT OF IT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slime head played Patapon on my Pee Pee and was glued to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frigging thing was, this stupid ASS went to fight the Majidona Dragon Boss for me and ended up ALMOST killing my entire army. Oh if that wasn't bad enough THAT ASS just had to go and SAVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU ACCIDENTALLY SAVE?!?!?!??!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By thinking X is cancel. OMG YOU RETARD!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Patapon is in a mess now. *Glares*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to give up Patapon FOR NOW *ahem* and concentrate on completing my FFIX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-6179314325200600595?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6179314325200600595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6179314325200600595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/24.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1382969875008129800</id><published>2010-07-23T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:06:04.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bedok 85 with Animal Kingdom and I'm feeling extremely fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bloats up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon is currently helping me with my FFIX PSP situation. Hope he can solve it :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while we were chatting on MSN,&lt;br /&gt;(Baby this is dedicated to you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;҈§ΐ£vƺƦėĐ ϢƚŋǤ§҈ - I shall try not to hold grudge against pussies [51] says:&lt;br /&gt;anyway hows hot legs&lt;br /&gt;hows her legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;hot legs in aus le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;҈§ΐ£vƺƦėĐ ϢƚŋǤ§҈ - I shall try not to hold grudge against pussies [51] says:&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;but hows her legs&lt;br /&gt;still gd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL WTF?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE DAMN SICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;҈§ΐ£vƺƦėĐ ϢƚŋǤ§҈ - I shall try not to hold grudge against pussies [51] says:&lt;br /&gt;no i am not&lt;br /&gt;i am just caring for her...&lt;br /&gt;legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;ya right&lt;br /&gt;..........................&lt;br /&gt;IM SO GOING TO SHOW HER THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;҈§ΐ£vƺƦėĐ ϢƚŋǤ§҈ - I shall try not to hold grudge against pussies [51] says:&lt;br /&gt;she will be so touched&lt;br /&gt;send this too&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE U KELLY&lt;br /&gt;COME BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;FOR YOUR LEGS !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go Baby. Someone misses your legs :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1382969875008129800?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1382969875008129800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1382969875008129800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/23.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1682938184003293355</id><published>2010-07-22T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:02:09.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother is hogging my PSP now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's a joke. He asked me, "How to on your this thing?"&lt;br /&gt;Oh if that wasn't funny enough he asked again, "So where is the styler?" "Huh it's not touch screen? Then how to move?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A COMPUTER GENIUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took me all I could to contain my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor boy. 28 years old and he has never played on a PSP before only a DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's happily entertaining himself playing Bomberman now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the next joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oooo oh my god what is this pink money thing coming after me?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;"You bomb the exit and that thing will chase you."&lt;br /&gt;"Oooo it's so fast help veralyn help!!!"&lt;br /&gt;-Dies-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-______________________________-lllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you must be thinking what is this crazy bitch is doing laughing like Darth Vader right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just bought my PSP 3000 today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm retarded. But I've been dying for a PSP for such a long time and TODAY is THE DAY I got it :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$350 had just been ventured into a long-term investment prospect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No qualms about my bank account situation.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's going to drop to two-digit if I don't hold back further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it's worth it. Anything related to games is WORTH IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new found friend. A friend that can make me extremely happy now :D&lt;br /&gt;A friend that won't let me down (I hope) EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YIPEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what?! I've already given it a name or rather, Honey has (due to some reasons or jokes was this name derived),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEE PEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA OMG SUCH A RETARDED NAME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY I'M GOING TO CHANGE ITS NAME THE MOMENT I THINK OF A BETTER ONE YOU HEAR THAT HONEY?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Veralyn can lend me your Pee Pee?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll humour you and stick to this name for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thanks to T.C. (my current PSP master) for companying me to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Where is my shit shit??? I need to Pee Pee&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribute to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TEhZ30trB_I/AAAAAAAADQA/V5od5y9g0d0/s1600/Picture0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496742160783575026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TEhZ30trB_I/AAAAAAAADQA/V5od5y9g0d0/s320/Picture0078.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1682938184003293355?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1682938184003293355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1682938184003293355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/22.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/TEhZ30trB_I/AAAAAAAADQA/V5od5y9g0d0/s72-c/Picture0078.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8871022494768280873</id><published>2010-07-21T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T06:36:56.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. Stupid show off. Stop hampering around with your PSP at your tail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost spoilt your PSP!!! Actually I'd be glad if I did after all. Then you can stop shoving it down my throat Mr Lin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have telepathy with a few people nowadays,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jullie on the go says:&lt;br /&gt;HONEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;Yes? HONEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jullie on the go says:&lt;br /&gt;about ciin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;dun talk to me about cin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jullie on the go says:&lt;br /&gt;jinx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU JINX LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jullie on the go says:&lt;br /&gt;lols!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG GOT NEW ALBUM LE&lt;br /&gt;FAINTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA says:&lt;br /&gt;FAINTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and then just some funny conversation*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;that pig damn enthu&lt;br /&gt;start tagging le LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA says:&lt;br /&gt;ME TOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;I START FROM PAGE 5 AH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA says:&lt;br /&gt;I START FROM BACK&lt;br /&gt;SEE U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;OKAY&lt;br /&gt;HEY&lt;br /&gt;WE MEET LE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;KAO YOU DUN COPY WHAT I SAY LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABRINA says:&lt;br /&gt;WAD THEEE&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE CRAZZZZZZY WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who wants to share more telepathy with me? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8871022494768280873?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8871022494768280873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8871022494768280873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/21.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1507377737684361127</id><published>2010-07-19T08:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T08:46:15.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent more than $80 at Times Bookstore today. And yes I'm damn proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially a bloody bookworm NERD. :) Oh and I'm a Times Member with 10% off. Anyone in need of 10% off from books can find me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the entire series of The Last Vampire written by Christopher Pike. I spoilt Hoon's book for this series. HAHAHA!!! Still can remember it vividly. She lent it to me and when I returned the cover page was gone HAHAHA and the pages were yellow and dogged-ears. HAHAHA I had NO IDEA how that happened in the past either!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think books don't like me. My new Twilight book got wet when I placed it in my bag with a leaking water bottle. And now it's looking like it's ten years old :( Sorry Honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so hard to pretend to like someone when you don't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you know totally well you're being a total fake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The way your heart cringes everytime you fake a smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or the way you lie through those teeth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's way repulsive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wonder how long I can hold this for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel so revolted with myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yet at the same time, I can't let my true colours show&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because everything will be ruined&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I don't want that to happen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I'm tired of giving in all the time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What happened to justice and fairness?&lt;br /&gt;I can give in once, twice, thrice or more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But things are getting too much&lt;br /&gt;There's a limit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If someone just uncaps it for me, I don't think I can supress it further&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't change the person in question, then change yourself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This was what I thought it should be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then again, why should I change myself for someone when it should be that person changing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sickened and exhausted&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I must hold on and control&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To keep things going the way they are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;However if one day the volcano erupts, please forgive me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1507377737684361127?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1507377737684361127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1507377737684361127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/19.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8996941041716042217</id><published>2010-07-18T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T11:22:29.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and T.C. were discussing about the song Tae Yang - Wedding Dress (I know it's an old song)&lt;br /&gt;and I was saying how sad it was. And so we were talking about the MV and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqhWExRjtRU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mqhWExRjtRU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIm0tHy says:&lt;br /&gt;it is a very sad video lor for guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ veralyn - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;yah lo he wanted propose, then the friend proposed first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ veralyn - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;imagine you and &lt;em&gt;ray&lt;/em&gt; fighting over the same girl then he &lt;em&gt;propose&lt;/em&gt; first.&lt;br /&gt;WHAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;dun &lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIm0tHy says:&lt;br /&gt;imagine i want to propose to you then &lt;em&gt;rayz&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;proposr&lt;/em&gt; first and you accept him.. wa damn &lt;em&gt;sad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ veralyn - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;WTF&lt;br /&gt;WHY WE TALK THE SAME THING!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIm0tHy says:&lt;br /&gt;why we talk the same thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ veralyn - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;OMG?!??!?!?!? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIm0tHy says:&lt;br /&gt;haha o m g lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SEE HOW FUNNY THIS CONVERSATION WAS????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8996941041716042217?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8996941041716042217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8996941041716042217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/18.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4621367624573152128</id><published>2010-07-17T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T09:08:37.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Taiwan back again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to come back to Singapore so bad and now I'm just missing Taiwan sniffs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind clubbing in Taiwan because the guys there are SOOO CUTE and HOT!!! *screams*&lt;br /&gt;And this shows that I'm so NOT a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is going to start soon. Feel so irritated by that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning lessons every single day. Just one lesson and I can go home. Sounds good but the waking up part not so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me be a quiet loner and get out of the rural West asap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4621367624573152128?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4621367624573152128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4621367624573152128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/17.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-5648928786622104661</id><published>2010-07-14T11:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:20:37.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.H. made me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad he's over. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.L. is a moron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that I'd gotten fatter when he hasn't even seen me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.L. is so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that he's confident I'll be able to slim down. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.O. is the best :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-5648928786622104661?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5648928786622104661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5648928786622104661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/15.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1404537204915320580</id><published>2010-07-14T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T11:31:20.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy picked me up from airport and the first thing they did was to nag at me. Called my handphone and nagged at me to look after my laptop -.- SERIOUSLY?&lt;br /&gt;Mommy packed my room and changed new bedsheets for me :D&lt;br /&gt;Placed Baby's box of biscuit on my table as some welcoming gift lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 11&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up around 12pm&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jiu Fen&lt;br /&gt;*Damn arduous journey&lt;br /&gt;*Had to take train to Taipei Main Station. Purchase chu-chu train ticket. Had to stand in the train. Change bus over there to Jiu Fen&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much in Jiu Fen&lt;br /&gt;Over touristy spot. Totally over rated&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to shop either. Only snacks&lt;br /&gt;Stoned to Xi Men Ding on bus&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of food there!&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to buy books but there were no English novels&lt;br /&gt;Walked around&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit a club&lt;br /&gt;*Manager wanted to let us in for free&lt;br /&gt;*Gave us his name card and said he’ll let us in tomorrow if we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 12&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Dan Shui today&lt;br /&gt;Me and Hippo walked around first&lt;br /&gt;Played arcade (basketball ARMS DAMN TIRED and caught soft toys. Hippo caught 2)&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the other animals&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Lao Jie&lt;br /&gt;*Loads of souvenirs and other miscellaneous&lt;br /&gt;*Walked with Darling and went to eat yummy fishballs and wanton&lt;br /&gt;*Insert poem&lt;br /&gt;*Went back to Xi Men Ding and met with Penguin&lt;br /&gt;*Bought the famous delicious Milk Tea&lt;br /&gt;*Went to play arcade whee whee!&lt;br /&gt;- Basketball and Ju-Beat&lt;br /&gt;Came back to apartment to change to go CLUBBING AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had free entrance!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cute guy let us in for free and we had free flow of drinks&lt;br /&gt;Taiwan guys are FUCKING CUUUUUUUUUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Practically drooling all over them&lt;br /&gt;Really seriously cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute and hoooooooooooooot!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bouncers cute. Bartenders cute. Waiters cute. JUST CUTE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sat around drinking until more people came&lt;br /&gt;And we danced!&lt;br /&gt;Music was bloody hell good all the nice R&amp;amp;B music came on&lt;br /&gt;Had loads loads loads of fun&lt;br /&gt;Made acquaintances with a bunch of Taiwanese girls&lt;br /&gt;Competition of drinking lol!&lt;br /&gt;Darling went to puke. Drank too much.&lt;br /&gt;After that she stoned in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Went to OK Mart to get some food for her&lt;br /&gt;She said she CMI so we went back&lt;br /&gt;Had to miss live soccer telecast (not that I care)&lt;br /&gt;Packing luggage now because we wont have any sleep and we have to head to HK now&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo and Pig met Jay Chou in person at Taiwan Airport&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he was wearing a mask to hide his identity but the two stalkers remembered how his manager looked like so they recognized him through that&lt;br /&gt;Declined to take photos so sad!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Reached Hong Kong!!!&lt;br /&gt;Definitely less cute guys here!&lt;br /&gt;Took a coach to Mong Kok&lt;br /&gt;Ate sausage bacon (damn nice) followed by tomato soup noodles (ULTRA NICE)&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Nu Ren Jie and Mongkok Mall&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Toilet Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;*We sat on toilet bowls. Drank from the Male Urinals. Ate in mini bathtubs&lt;br /&gt;*See picture for more info!&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Mongkok Mall and played arcade&lt;br /&gt;Arcade there is cheap like OMFG!!!! One game 35cents!!! Including the Japanese drums.&lt;br /&gt;Played Maximum Tune for the first time. Now I know why people get addicted to it. It’s SUPER addictive!&lt;br /&gt;Xu Liu Shan is a MUST TRY outlet. The mango is so fresh and sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland day!&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat You Tiao with Beancurd first&lt;br /&gt;URRGGGH *speechless* UBER TASTY TTM!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Disneyland using MRT&lt;br /&gt;HK people are…. *shake head*&lt;br /&gt;But the C people are even more…. *shakes head vigorously*&lt;br /&gt;I have SOOOOO many things to comment about the C people and don’t bother trying to protect them saying that we are part of them or whatever because as far as I’m concerned I’m NOWHERE NEAR THEM!!!! Whoever who sides with them can drop me as a friend TYVM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Disneyland is overrated&lt;br /&gt;*For kids totally&lt;br /&gt;*The rides were so boring except the Space Roller Coaster. It was really really fun and not scary at all. 3D was awesome. The shows were great too. Basically a place for kids. Should have gone to Ocean Park instead!&lt;br /&gt;*Spent the whoooole entire day there.&lt;br /&gt;*Fireworks were really spectacular!!! It was just sooo pretty!&lt;br /&gt;*Head back to Mongkok. Shopping again at the mall and bought jean shorts. Arcade arcade arcade again with my darling!!! We beat the Bishi Bashi high score and screamed in excitement really loud. Then we had our TOP SCORE photos taken. Next thing we knew when we went back to play our scores were BEATEN!!! Bloody Hong Kongers ARE MORE KIASU THAN US!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Returned to apartment really late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST DAY IN HK!!!&lt;br /&gt;Crazy last minute shopping spree!&lt;br /&gt;Had Dim Sum first&lt;br /&gt;*Freaking cheap&lt;br /&gt;*Freaking NICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Mongkok Mall&lt;br /&gt;*Shopped with Darling&lt;br /&gt;*Bought the same pair of slippers&lt;br /&gt;*Bought jeans skirt&lt;br /&gt;Met Pig later and went back to apartment&lt;br /&gt;Cab to airport&lt;br /&gt;Went cranky crazy towards the end of the flight when we were reaching Singapore. Just too excited to be back.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY I MISS SINGAPORE LIKE FUCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever run away from me again Singapore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Picture Says A Thousand Words&lt;br /&gt;Refer to them&lt;br /&gt;Althought after the 6th day we hardly took any. Too tired already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1404537204915320580?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1404537204915320580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1404537204915320580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/14.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8204953326162379018</id><published>2010-07-09T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T14:43:40.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>09.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 10&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Wu Fen Pu&lt;br /&gt;I seriously shopped like faaaaaaaaaakku!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The clothes there are sooooo cheap&lt;br /&gt;I realised I got conned because the clothes I bought at the other parts of Taiwan are more expensive!!! ROAR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went clubbing&lt;br /&gt;Around the same price as Singapore ex&lt;br /&gt;Played English songs so its really good&lt;br /&gt;People in Taiwan are not as crazy as Singaporeans&lt;br /&gt;Don't dance that much&lt;br /&gt;We danced like crazy fanatics&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was staring at us as if we took drugs haha!&lt;br /&gt;Danced until the club closed and we were chased out&lt;br /&gt;Head back to apartment but bought snacks before that&lt;br /&gt;In apartment - Felina zonked on the sofa (later got up to bathe), Pig and Hippo zonked on the bed (never bed. DISGUSTING TTM!!!), Weili KO-ed ON THE FLOOR (woke up and went to sleep on the sofa)&lt;br /&gt;You can so tell who are the disgusting ones here&lt;br /&gt;It's 5.30am the Sun has risen and I'm going to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight or morning world.&lt;br /&gt;Nocturnal life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8204953326162379018?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8204953326162379018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8204953326162379018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/09.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3447502723214688537</id><published>2010-07-07T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T08:46:27.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darling wrote this on my lappy. How cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the elephant darlin gave me..super sweet can..ahhh my darlin so CUTE!! :D haw haw haw..omg I am so lammeeee darlin's gonna kill me :P gonna audi now. "sample of veralyn's blog" :) courtesy of veralyn's darlin.. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all, it is IMPOSSIBLE to blog down the everyday details of my Taiwan life because SO MUCH IS HAPPENING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to post down the summary points. Imagine and elaborate the rest yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to see sunset&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lushan Hot Springs&lt;br /&gt;*Talk about ride*&lt;br /&gt;*Talk about hot springs experience and how we were all butt naked together*&lt;br /&gt;Oyster Mee Sua Roadside Stall&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go Ah Man Da but the roads were closed&lt;br /&gt;Went bonkers in the van singing and K-ing&lt;br /&gt;Go back hotel collect mp3&lt;br /&gt;Stopped halfway to take scenery picture.&lt;br /&gt;*Talk about dog*&lt;br /&gt;Made way to Old Train Station&lt;br /&gt;Bought banana crisps and had ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to get peach. Got lychee&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to Kao Shiung&lt;br /&gt;*Talk about no night lights*&lt;br /&gt;Uncle treat us to dumplings&lt;br /&gt;Shopping at Liu He&lt;br /&gt;*Nothing there. People have bad attitude. Poor fashion. EXPENSIVE*&lt;br /&gt;*Talk about me needing to go back to apartment and that pig…. -.-;;;*&lt;br /&gt;*Surprise birthday celebration!!!&lt;br /&gt;*People think I kanna kidnapped lol. Taxi driver was afraid to drive us.&lt;br /&gt;*Kbox!!! Free flow of food and drinks man!&lt;br /&gt;*Sang till 4am. Stones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Animals :)&lt;br /&gt;WHY NO PRESENT??? HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 1pm&lt;br /&gt;Took a ferry to Qi Jing&lt;br /&gt;Had a meal at Ping Zhen Hai Xian&lt;br /&gt;*Talk about it being very cheap! 100NT per plate&lt;br /&gt;Bought a I LOVE TAIWAN cap&lt;br /&gt;Back to mainland&lt;br /&gt;Took cab to Xing Jue Jiang&lt;br /&gt;*Did a lot of shopping!!! Shop shop shop shop shop!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Wrote a poem while sitting outside a shop because my feet HURTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bustling streets&lt;br /&gt;Filled with peeps&lt;br /&gt;Tired feet&lt;br /&gt;I’m so beat!&lt;br /&gt;Prowling through clothes&lt;br /&gt;Like a tiger in the woods&lt;br /&gt;Load gets heavier&lt;br /&gt;Wallets getting lighter&lt;br /&gt;Solemnly sitting outside a shop&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the shopaholics to finally stop&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Luggage bursting&lt;br /&gt;Lychee and Mcdonalds for supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woken up by parrot and pig&lt;br /&gt;*bought breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Head to Xing Jue Jiang again!&lt;br /&gt;*shop shop shop like mad woman again&lt;br /&gt;Took cab to Ai He&lt;br /&gt;*Loads of dogs there. Taiwan dogs all tame! And obedient!&lt;br /&gt;*Parrot says it’s like taking a ride in Kallang River&lt;br /&gt;Walked to Ma La Zhuang Yuan&lt;br /&gt;*Food there was ****&lt;br /&gt;*Beef was ****&lt;br /&gt;*Quality of food was ****&lt;br /&gt;*Ice cream tasted like SCC and cones were ****&lt;br /&gt;*As usual I can eat tons of beef like ****&lt;br /&gt;Took a public bus back to apartment&lt;br /&gt;*Taiwan people and drivers are friendly!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Papaya milk, green milk tea, yakult~&lt;br /&gt;*Lychee for supper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ken Ding!&lt;br /&gt;Stopped half way to see the beautiful beach!&lt;br /&gt;Reached ‘chalet’&lt;br /&gt;Changed and went to beach&lt;br /&gt;- Snorkelling&lt;br /&gt;- Banana Boat&lt;br /&gt;- Speed Boat&lt;br /&gt;Met 3 Taiwan guys&lt;br /&gt;Hooked up with them&lt;br /&gt;Went back to their hotel&lt;br /&gt;*Stupid Singaporean mother&lt;br /&gt;*Hitched a ride to Nan Wan&lt;br /&gt;Nan Wan beach water is really clear!!!&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t play any games due to it being super ex&lt;br /&gt;Sun tan instead. Taiwan people said we’re weird *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Played with the guys later haha&lt;br /&gt;Said bye around 6.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Went up a public bus&lt;br /&gt;*Driver was unhappy because we were dripping wet with sand all on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Went back to chalet and went to night market&lt;br /&gt;*Nothing much. All sundresses, swimsuits, bikini and loads of food&lt;br /&gt;*Walked halfway and went back with Hoonie&lt;br /&gt;*Messed up the chalet when we were alone haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chionged to Taipei&lt;br /&gt;Met a lot of problems because 7/11 cannot purchase&lt;br /&gt;Took a van to Kao Shiung bus station in the end with two guys&lt;br /&gt;Luckily the next bus to Taipei had only 6 seats left&lt;br /&gt;Stoned 5h to Taipei&lt;br /&gt;Reached Taipei&lt;br /&gt;Took MRT for the first time in Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;*Very confusing&lt;br /&gt;*Lines can merge&lt;br /&gt;*A lot of seats&lt;br /&gt;Walked to our apartment&lt;br /&gt;Reached pretty pretty apartment&lt;br /&gt;Went out again. Take MRT to choose gown for next day’s photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;Had a misunderstanding and settled the problem for quite long&lt;br /&gt;Came to a compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary of Day 9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo shoot day!!!&lt;br /&gt;Head to France Photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;Tried on gown&lt;br /&gt;I was the last to put on my make up and hair&lt;br /&gt;Looked really different and I had REALLY A LOT OF HAIR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Photoshoot taking was fun but really really tiring&lt;br /&gt;Had beef rice for lunch (25NT = $2) only CHEAP AND NICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went back to choose photos&lt;br /&gt;Took very very very long to choose our photos&lt;br /&gt;I paid the most in the end because I bought more photos than the rest haha!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Shilin Night Market&lt;br /&gt;*Very expensive&lt;br /&gt;*Didn’t shop at all. The clothes there cost 390NT while I bought it for only 200NT in Tai Chong!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Darling, Hoon and I headed back to apartment first&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of fun&lt;br /&gt;Hoon started exercising in her paper undies&lt;br /&gt;I stripped to my Nu-bra and started parading around in the hall&lt;br /&gt;Hoon asked me to exercise with her&lt;br /&gt;Two half naked beauties exercising in the hall making a screaming Darling hell annoyed LOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Laughed at Hoon for a damn long time because I could see her…. HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bathed. Took long time to remove make up. Fake eyelashes seriously HURTS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Going to club tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;And blogging now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3447502723214688537?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3447502723214688537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3447502723214688537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/darling-wrote-this-on-my-lappy.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-5722300400947236493</id><published>2010-07-02T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T10:01:39.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Day 2 &amp; 3</title><content type='html'>01.07.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why must you be so fake?&lt;br /&gt;Painting a façade over your life.&lt;br /&gt;Making everything seem so perfect.&lt;br /&gt;Is it so hard to show your true self?&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of being vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I want to achieve in my life firstly, is security.&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel loved, needed and know that there are people who care for me.&lt;br /&gt;It’s because of these things that strives me to keep things going.&lt;br /&gt;Although the disappointment is great, I’ll do my best not to expect too much.&lt;br /&gt;Under expectation is always better than over expectation.&lt;br /&gt;Keep things simple.&lt;br /&gt;And lead a happy life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit Paper Palace today. It was really cool. Everything was made of paper. Structures of the Eiffel Tower, Tokyo Tower, Holland Windmill and many others all made of paper it was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the entire room made of paper. Sitting down on cardboard chairs and taking pictures with real life sized cardboard animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best was the restaurant. Everything was made of paper. The chairs, the table, the cup holders, cup, salt and pepper, lights etc. We had a great time there! The food was excellent and ARGGHH DAMN filling!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to Yi Tong Jie Market for serious shopping. Walked for more than 4 hours. Didn’t buy a horde of stuffs because we were busy playing arcade. It’s freaking cheap &lt;br /&gt;Smelly tofu was EXCELLENT. They cut a small hole in the tofu and placed the sauce inside. *melts*&lt;br /&gt;Fried mushroom… ohhh *drools* Costs only $1.50 for a pretty big packet and it’s just delectable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, proceeded to Feng Jia Night Market for UBER UBER SERIOUS SHOPPING!!! I spent more than $100 there so you can imagine the amount of stuffs bought considering that each piece of clothing costs around $8. A drastic change in my wardrobe. It will be filled with all the Taiwan trend. Casting away the old ugly T-shirts from Thailand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed down to Nantou. Found a driver to drive us there in a van and act as our tour guide. Taiwanese are REALLY REALLY nice and friendly people!!! They’ll just approach and ask if you need help the moment you look a little lost. And everytime after they help us take a picture they’ll go, “Wow it’s really pretty!” They are just full of compliments and praises with no complaints. I seriously feel Singaporeans should follow after them. It makes the living environment so much better. They are just soooooo nice people. REALLY REALLY NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the uncle driving us around was REALLY NICE!!! He brought cups of tea for us to drink. Treated us to tea. And was really amiable. I haven’t met anyone in Taiwan yet who is bitchy and slutty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you enter a shop for a really long time and end up not buying anything despite you troubling them, they’ll still smile brightly at you and say “Thanks for coming!” *Sighs* I don’t mind migrating here. People plays a big part in making your life happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sun Moon Lake and had a really cheap and good meal at Puli. SML scenery is really panoramic. The view was breathtaking and we visited various places there such as the temples. Played divination lots and they were quite accurate. Except mine. Because I forgot to ‘tell’ the ‘lady’ my address??? Also wrote some wishes and blessings on the card and hanging them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate Mushroom Herbal Egg for like 15cents. It was yummy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot to comment that the only bad thing about Taiwanese is that they don’t throw the toilet paper they use into the toilet bowl. Instead they dump it in the dustbin to prevent clogging. Which makes it really really gross because the moment you enter the toilet you can smell the remains of urine. Urgh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic. Three crazy people went down to dance with the tribe in front of a crowd because we were all pretty high. We were the only ones singing and clapping and they announced to everyone we were from Singapore. Hoho! How embarrassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and that fucking Yakult 500ml is only a mere $1.33 SGD. While Singapore pathetic teeny winy bottle costs 80cents. CAN YOU IMAGINE THE BIG DIFFERENCE?!?!? Yakult is really effective. I was constipating due to the environment and after drinking it I let out a big bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magi mee for dinner. The drinks here are really good. Packet drinks are so much better than Sweet Talk. Really thick with lots of flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to wake up at 4am to see the beautiful Sunrise tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAIWAN I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-5722300400947236493?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5722300400947236493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5722300400947236493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/07/02.html' title='Taiwan Day 2 &amp; 3'/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-812962690128821729</id><published>2010-06-30T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:00:56.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan Day 1</title><content type='html'>30.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we are all safely in Taiwan!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I'm elated there's wifi here!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I'm alone with my Darling now while she's sprawled on the floor counting money when we should be doing something else. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better blog this trip down before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet at airport at 5.45am. As usual, the pig was late. She only left house at like 6am++?? Pig pig pig. I wonder when will she EVER be punctual? I like meeting with people who are punctual. At least now I can estimate my time on who to be late when I go out with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Just 'drew lots' and I'm sleeping with my Darling. I just knew we were ever so fated :) *&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been so long since I sat a full carrier flight. I swear never to sit a budget airline ever after experiencing the comforts of service. It so rocks. Budget is.... just not for me!!! No food no drinks. Cramped seats. And less attractive attendents. HAHA!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've spent the whole day travelling to Tai Zhong. Morning flight 8am. Reached HK at 12pm. Transit at 1.15pm. Reached Taiwan around 4pm. Wasted a lot of time there. Boarded bus at 4.45pm. Reached Hotel at 8pm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bus ride was incredibly long. And we had a hard time finding the hotel. Not to mention, the pedestrian crossing is NOT safe at all! The cars there won't stop for you at all. You have to cross only when there are no cars. Which excludes the point of a pedestrian crossing if you ask me. So you managed to survive crossing a huge road filled with endless traffic. Save for the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Feng Jia Night Market. DAMN THE FOOD SERIOUSLY ROCKS!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Throughout the cab journey we kept screaming and whinning how hungry we were to the cab driver. Thankfully, he's a fun one too and didn't seem to mind but enjoyed our noisy company instead haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fried mushroom there is.... DIVINE!!! So were the sausages. And quill eggs.&lt;br /&gt;SMELLY TOFU!!!!!!!!!! LOVES!!!&lt;br /&gt;Big sausage wrapped with rice cake?&lt;br /&gt;A tall tower ice cream&lt;br /&gt;Grilled sotong... FUCKING NICE!&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped duck taco&lt;br /&gt;Puffy bread on a bowl with corn soup below?&lt;br /&gt;Red tea is.... JUST NICE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig blood cake was fucking disgusting. Ewww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my purple leggings. A gray parka. A black cardigen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Kingdom surprised me by singing randomly a Happy Birthday song in the cab because it struck 12 then. HAHA!!!! My birthday cake was an ice cream with two pokey sticks poking out o.o;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent 1375NT today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-812962690128821729?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/812962690128821729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/812962690128821729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/taiwan-day-1.html' title='Taiwan Day 1'/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4078477273584767275</id><published>2010-06-28T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T10:55:34.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday is approaching. I feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so old :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote, I really love Sylar. He's my new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's hot gorgeous sexy and he has that indent type of eyes that I SERIOUSLY LOVE IN GUYS!!! The kind whereby if he looks down at you, you can see the deep shadows in his sockets. And his thick well maintained eyebrows just furrows perfectly above his eyes giving him a very sinister look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary Quinto I HEREBY DECLARE I'M EFFING IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my one and only Psycho Killer~ Fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa fa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey you're NOT allowed to steal this love of mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TCjh2jyqMiI/AAAAAAAADP4/cZM1XxdR1fI/s1600/Zachary-Quinto--zachary-quinto-645390_1280_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487884473387856418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TCjh2jyqMiI/AAAAAAAADP4/cZM1XxdR1fI/s320/Zachary-Quinto--zachary-quinto-645390_1280_1024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been ages since I last cycled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breezy fun. Good food. Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom packed the rest of my luggage for me. I got back and I saw all the other amenities packed in plastic bags and rubber bands. She even placed Panadol and all other weirdo medicines in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I told her I could do it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must she always treat me like a small kid. Tsk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZACHARY YOU ARE MY LOVE~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4078477273584767275?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4078477273584767275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4078477273584767275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/28.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/TCjh2jyqMiI/AAAAAAAADP4/cZM1XxdR1fI/s72-c/Zachary-Quinto--zachary-quinto-645390_1280_1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4372778763313446840</id><published>2010-06-27T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T02:19:02.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 3 Episode 16 39:02 IS SO EFFING HILARIOUS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylar plays the song "Oh Oh Oh pyscho killer... Ecstacy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the smug look on his face as Luke smirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA HOW IRONIC SO FUNNY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Honey I did realise this scene but after we discussed about it, IT'S FUNNIER THAN EVER!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replay replay replay that scene LOL!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HAHAHAHA I FOUND THE SONG!!! It's from Talking Heads - Psyco Killer&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be my favourite song from now!!! Because everytime I hear it I'll remember the scene HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kichi Kichi Hot Pot Buffet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so full I feel like puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it! I just kept eating and eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when Dragon (the biggest eater) stopped, I still continued taking plates of beef beef beef.&lt;br /&gt;It's my love!&lt;br /&gt;He actually gave me a WTF look. Because everyone was stuffed and I'm the last one standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I solo-ed about 20 plates of beef (5 slices per plate) and about 7 plates of liver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon just watched me eat in disbelief. So did the other two. LOL!!! I'm amazed myself.&lt;br /&gt;But the moment I stopped eating, I seriously wanted to P-U-K-E!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with T.C. before that. He's so sweet. He knew that I was craving for the STICKY candy because I posted the video on my FB wall that I'll do so love to try it. And he bought it for me :D Chuas make me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TCdbylk1DPI/AAAAAAAADPw/e7g_2FK4-QE/s1600/DSCF9417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487455595612409074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TCdbylk1DPI/AAAAAAAADPw/e7g_2FK4-QE/s320/DSCF9417.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4372778763313446840?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4372778763313446840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4372778763313446840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/27_27.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/TCdbylk1DPI/AAAAAAAADPw/e7g_2FK4-QE/s72-c/DSCF9417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8369987189554801986</id><published>2010-06-26T09:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T09:12:46.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very enjoyable time celebrating my yet to come birthday with my Honey and gang yesterday. I'll read the books during my 'journey' :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled out with my old guild mates today. Been so long since we've last met!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to celebrate my Cousin's 1 month old baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relatives thought I did a nose job. And I was like.... HUH?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In what way is my nose any different from the way it was before??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to want to have kids now. They are SO ADORABLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you bring them up well and they don't get pampered and stuffs that is.&lt;br /&gt;But I have a huge feeling I'm going to pamper my kids loads if I do have them.&lt;br /&gt;And if they ever get annoying and cause a rukus, I think I'll just lock them up in the room and let them make all the noise they want until  they eventually tire out.&lt;br /&gt;I make such a bad Mom. HAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway I'm going to be SO FAT even before Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffet on Tuesday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;And probably some hearty meals on Monday and Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I'll be feasting in Taiwan and thereafter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO COME BACK TO SINGAPORE WEIGHING 60KG!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8369987189554801986?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8369987189554801986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8369987189554801986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/27.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3473418664533837166</id><published>2010-06-24T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:08:30.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.C. tickled me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So did Joel Chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And C.Y.K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Chuas make me happy today. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3473418664533837166?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3473418664533837166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3473418664533837166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/24.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8405882431556950944</id><published>2010-06-21T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T12:01:08.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've just opened Pandora's Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from XLB Buffet. It's damn damn damn damn worth it. We had 12 bowls of XLB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the quality was not bad!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitching and gossip session with Frolicks later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much more to catch up on HTM gossips and news :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the Secret Master didn't want to spill the secrets. SAD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked until missed last train URGH!!! Cab again. I've been cabbing so much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun teasing Vanessa in the cab. Everytime I touch or at least PRETEND to touch her she'll scream hysterically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I chatted with her on FB she's all lovey dovey towards me. Talk about spilt personality,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;br /&gt;HI GIRLFRIEND &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;got miss me? *touches you*&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:02am Vanessa:&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;i mixzz euuux!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFINITELY A WEIRDO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing Hai Sing so much already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss the fish spa. Lol! Wonder when I'll get another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was too tired to go back to school in the morning after the party. Especially when I reached home like 3am. And my eyes were soooo dry after wearing contacts for 20hours plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to XLB Buffet later. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8405882431556950944?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8405882431556950944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8405882431556950944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/22.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3355335608848432700</id><published>2010-06-19T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T03:22:53.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snuck out from Guides camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been really fun so far. I love our bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A whole line of canteen benches lined up together and a pile of animals heaped on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight supper of bee hoon, otah, fish, chips chips and chips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Penguin had orchestra competition :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Outdoor Cooking" made us very very full and I was a carnivore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I tried fish spa FOC in school. Yes, my secondary school has an effing fish spa FFA to use HAHA!!!!! It's damn ticklish I kept laughing non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to miss campfire to sneak to Tim's party now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom bom!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3355335608848432700?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3355335608848432700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3355335608848432700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/19.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4338070306780915447</id><published>2010-06-15T23:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T04:07:52.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy present today with my Hippo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I went with her. Now's her turn :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time she bought Taiwan Chicken for me. Now's my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What goes around comes around~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see an auntie selling packets of tissue at the Tampines MRT staircase, do NOT buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually scolded a blind man for accidentally using his stick to prod her. And she scolded him for so long. And so I scolded her back. Call me bad whatever but I was really incensed with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man actually said, "Sorry I can't see I didn't mean it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE STILL CAN FUCKING SCOLD HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left I yelled, "It's no wonder you're selling tissues. Bitch" Which I doubt she understood. SHE IS SO MEAN I TELL YOU. REALLY MEAN BITCH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally fucking pissed me off. Trying to look so pitiful in front of me just now but totally turned into another person when she's agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MAN IS BLIND DAMNIT HE DIDN'T DO IT ON PURPOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, do NOT buy her bloody tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw myself for being so excited over Liar Game 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I got it alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE UNSUBBED VERSION!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F....... I should really learn Japanese because I don't understand a shitload they're saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO PISSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have known. This season just ended weeks ago. There's no way subbers can sub that fast in such a short amount of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got cheated!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4338070306780915447?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4338070306780915447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4338070306780915447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/16.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-655878660809178612</id><published>2010-06-14T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:27:30.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a little research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I just realised something about my *ahem* cycle and why I always always always constipate during this *ing period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After googling, I know that others have this problem too!! It's NORMAL.&lt;br /&gt;Okay phew I'm normal. No idea how relieved I am!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for it to be over then I can relieve in peace. Must eat less for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I have been irritable lately. Know the reason now? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No not because of that. But because of the SHIT!!!! How ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I thought of what I want in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The navy green parka from Uniqlo and one of its coloured tights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camp preparation day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very slack considering I'm in charge of solar cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Darling's solar cooking 'demo' box was a failed product compared to what our juniors made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I'm supposed to be proud that they're able to surpass us. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-655878660809178612?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/655878660809178612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/655878660809178612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/15.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3341379578633828031</id><published>2010-06-14T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T08:31:28.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The torrent Liar Game Season 2 has completed its download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEELL YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heroes is a lot like Mai Hime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spooky way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to quickly finish this season because I so want to begin on Liar Game!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I want for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except the series of Twilight:&lt;br /&gt;*hehe sorry got 4 books*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight&lt;br /&gt;New Moon&lt;br /&gt;Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;Breaking Dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3341379578633828031?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3341379578633828031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3341379578633828031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/14.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7036022716967396463</id><published>2010-06-13T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T06:54:49.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veralyn is going to be pretty emo these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she's going to be a loner in University. :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I can't choose my timetable because I'm in TW. Uber :( :( :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting fed up with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm destined to be like this then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling sick. Lack of sleep as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo managed to get something satisfying for someone. Glad to be of help as a fashion advicer. But maybe not personal shopper. I can't walk for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you when I need someone? :(&lt;br /&gt;I need thrash and whines to spill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7036022716967396463?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7036022716967396463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7036022716967396463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/13.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8726127032448525209</id><published>2010-06-12T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:00:45.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veralyn got emo watching New Moon. LIKE WTF RIGHT?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it just pains me to see Bella screaming and shrieking her head off about how she feels being so empty without Edward. I guess I know that feeling. And that's what kicked the emo-ness in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least Edward came back in the end. That's a happy ending I truly need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss my Baby so much when she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can just sniffffssss :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Baby! You'll always be my Baby~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with you on Friday. You have a new Larry to take care of you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entrust you to take care of new Larry too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHG today was not so bad. The telematch was quite fun. And tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stamina sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling is getting better in her footwork. And so is her appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just two weeks more to Taiwan. I can't believe it. *gasps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to make a birthday wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it before you get anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm being big-headed HAHA!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8726127032448525209?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8726127032448525209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8726127032448525209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/12.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3960085643405631342</id><published>2010-06-10T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T11:32:32.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>10.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so condescending?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me for wanting anarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasar Malam with Hippo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo was craving for McFlurry so I brought her out to have some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love Night Markets so there you have it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at Mac with our favourite pastime - blowing balloons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not those balloons that actually pop. Hippo's terrified of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blew a huge balloon that really had loads of buoyancy in it. We had fun playing volleyball, headbutts, smashing and whacking until it eventually singed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy can it really bounce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TBEvUj9kk6I/AAAAAAAADPo/Sw1b57MR5eU/s1600/30060_10150201215250324_547095323_12591704_2113143_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481214251783984034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TBEvUj9kk6I/AAAAAAAADPo/Sw1b57MR5eU/s320/30060_10150201215250324_547095323_12591704_2113143_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is so small :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TBEvUC_Y9aI/AAAAAAAADPg/h3kexOGjdHQ/s1600/30060_10150201215240324_547095323_12591703_7735982_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481214242933241250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TBEvUC_Y9aI/AAAAAAAADPg/h3kexOGjdHQ/s320/30060_10150201215240324_547095323_12591703_7735982_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3960085643405631342?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3960085643405631342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3960085643405631342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/10.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/TBEvUj9kk6I/AAAAAAAADPo/Sw1b57MR5eU/s72-c/30060_10150201215250324_547095323_12591704_2113143_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8570812164092646995</id><published>2010-06-09T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:15:01.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>09.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish we can just descend into anarchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each individual has its own sets of liberations with no rules to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes wouldn't that be splendid :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have NO IDEA why my Mom is so stingy when today I just learnt that she has bought a 8 hectare piece of land in Texas for investment purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there she was NAGGING at me because my University fees are paid in pounds and she was whinning about the exchange rate blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN SHE CAN AFFORD A PIECE OF LAND IN TEXAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya right. So much for telling me you're poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed beyond words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope the investment works out. Then I'll probably be rich once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8570812164092646995?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8570812164092646995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8570812164092646995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/09.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-2993495309689566990</id><published>2010-06-07T11:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T02:37:57.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>07.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My streak of winning mahjong has finally ended. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So is my love life going to turn good now? Hmm I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The insect that bit me is a total moron. The entire area where I got bitten is red, swollen, painful and itchy. Worse it has a sort of an AOE that spreads out and infects the nearby areas as well. As if the 'poison' is spreading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at 511 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong at Pig's house after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Kingdom are truly animals. Due to excitement, we broke the mahjong table. If you wish to see the poor state of the table, please refer to Facebook for more details. In the end, we had to close the table and play SITTING DOWN. Yes how pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese Mahjong Style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. My pinky is really itchy. And swollen. And painful. I would seriously like to know what is that effing insec that bit me. I wonder if it's poisonous. Damn it hurts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-2993495309689566990?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2993495309689566990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2993495309689566990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/07.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1288304086614861376</id><published>2010-06-06T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T11:26:02.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>06.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from camp!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo and I were trying to find words to express the degree of tiredness in us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired - weary - exhausted - worn out - drained - DEAD BEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, we were DEAD BEAT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly I still had the energy to do activities in the scorching Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightwalk at night was practically what drained us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By campfire time, practically dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should totally see the speed Hippo was walking at night. If you think I walk slow, think again. Someone was practically dragging feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when we thought there was going to be supper.... THERE WASN'T!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Hippo were ranting continuously how hungry we were. XW the only man who had snacks! Oh the things we'll do for food.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we bathed with two lizards staring at us from above. Did I mention, HUGE ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I told Hippo to take off our specs and we can't see anything. Or at least, just blurry brown shapes so you totally can't see the beady eyes of the lizard oogling at us while we were butt naked. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night duty. It's rare we get a chance for the 5 of us to HTHT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo had to run after Darrelton the entire time. Plus sign, no fights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had 8h of sleep since I came home. A lot lesser than I expected. But its all thanks to this weird insect that bit me at the camp that the parts that it bit me suddenly swelled up again and became annoyingly itchy. Itchy itchy scratchy scratchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO PREPARE FOR MY NEXT CAMP NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1288304086614861376?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1288304086614861376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1288304086614861376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/06.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4482992477008620584</id><published>2010-06-04T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T12:17:38.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>04.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm home. At 3am in the morning. I have to get up at 6am for camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to pack. I so frigging rule!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Happy Birthday to my Beloved Darling~!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We surprised her at her house with pizza and KFC. Yums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Bridge all night long even when Chance came along Bridge continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I claimed it's seriously GETTING LATE and I have YET TO PACK and I will have NO SLEEP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4482992477008620584?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4482992477008620584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4482992477008620584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/04.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8887277950002089059</id><published>2010-06-02T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:09:58.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>03.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My awesome sugar is in the papers for gaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who says you can't be famous for gaming? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So proud of her. Sugar Sugar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I should seriously pursue gaming as a career huh? Too bad I've stopped gaming. Until I have a better specs desktop of course. Can't wait. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm just drooling over all the prizes she received. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IT'S INCREDIBLE!!!!!! I'm so jealous I want those prizes :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TAdM_OdnDzI/AAAAAAAADPY/_7cZmPRPX3k/s1600/29165_409693848128_539098128_4368000_4279942_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 261px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478432120817258290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/TAdM_OdnDzI/AAAAAAAADPY/_7cZmPRPX3k/s320/29165_409693848128_539098128_4368000_4279942_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8887277950002089059?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8887277950002089059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8887277950002089059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/03.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/TAdM_OdnDzI/AAAAAAAADPY/_7cZmPRPX3k/s72-c/29165_409693848128_539098128_4368000_4279942_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7130829480857450848</id><published>2010-06-02T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:49:58.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>02.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I sounded so cryptic over the phone. I'll tell you soon Honey I promise! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with Joel and gang. As usual, camwhoring is nothing if not fun without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally the camwhoring gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fun loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay trim and fit in Police my dear "Ex-bf" JCST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my Hippo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how you feel. But there's nothing much that I can do except to stand by your side and support through this dready weather. Time heals all wounds. I'm a good example. And when the wound is healed, you'll realise the scar is nothing but just a thing of the past. And in time to come, the scar stretches over your skin before it disappears making it as beautiful as it always were. You're a strong person I'm sure you can do it despite your tendency to be super emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that if God closes a path for us, he'll open another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please stay optimistic and cheerful. I love you. Really. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7130829480857450848?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7130829480857450848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7130829480857450848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/02.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8992555911223393839</id><published>2010-06-01T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T06:36:05.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01.06.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn the June holidays are here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it sucks. Because now I can't sleep in due to children's laughter from the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRT has less seats thanks to the juveniles of secondary schools hogging them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies are mostly fully booked thanks to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I detest going out during the holidays! Everywhere is basically crowded and you don't get the Ups in any places. And that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've gotten over it. Time for a new pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm with Blair Waldorf for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFRESH!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8992555911223393839?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8992555911223393839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8992555911223393839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/06/01.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-276886267497706122</id><published>2010-05-31T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T11:36:59.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>31.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very happy birthday to our beloved PIG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a birthday message from me to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oink oink oink&lt;br /&gt;Oink oink oink oink oink oink&lt;br /&gt;Oink?&lt;br /&gt;Oink oink&lt;br /&gt;Oink oink oink oinkieee&lt;br /&gt;OINK OINK OINK!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to consult a farmer to translate the pig language. Only pigs will understand. But pig doesn't read my blog so no one to help you guys decipher :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a really really really AWESOME time with my lovely Animal Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had sooooooooooooooooooooo much fun at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels terribly GREAT that I have such fantastic friends. Feel so blessed to have you all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we are all spamming Facebook like WTF is going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every second there is a notification popping up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys. Loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-276886267497706122?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/276886267497706122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/276886267497706122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/31.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7847310123673310866</id><published>2010-05-30T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T09:59:49.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so restless today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If popsicles and yogurt weren't enough to cure it, it can only get worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the minute I got home, I just laid on my bed and stared at my ceiling for maybe an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush hush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote, I'm starting to like my hair lots. No idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stick to short hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7847310123673310866?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7847310123673310866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7847310123673310866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/30.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1342118765764650669</id><published>2010-05-29T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T12:04:32.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>29.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think you invigorate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm open to options now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike people who are late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most I'll ever wait from now on is 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain's ball today followed by Arcade with Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we had loads of fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you thought I've sweated it out for the day, I just had to give in to temptation of eating fried chicken and fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye hard day of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, I really mean it when I said I hate people who are late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's your own problem you can't seem to manage your time well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't whine to me about it. Fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate waiting for people and I hate people waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are going to fix a time you fucking stick to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me if I get upset on latecomers in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1342118765764650669?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1342118765764650669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1342118765764650669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/29.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7366171263245602398</id><published>2010-05-28T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:29:37.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won mahjong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF IS WRONG WITH ME????????????????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken says that he officially bans me from mahjong until I find a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H-E-L-L-O????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I find a boyfriend does NOT mean my love luck is better or if not anything, worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just made a new Japanese friend in Audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had fun yapping in Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you CDS - Introduction to Japanese Language and Culture&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7366171263245602398?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7366171263245602398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7366171263245602398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/28.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8039844864490713498</id><published>2010-05-26T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T07:07:23.114-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving up on LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won mahjong again. It's obvious love luck is not FOR me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lamb in Top Table is... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a peachy parka from UNIQLO today with baby. Damn happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top Table in less than half an hour and I'm still blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome home amigo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo has to wait until Saturday. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correction. Sunday 4am. If you want I can stay up late with you to await his arrival :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8039844864490713498?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8039844864490713498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8039844864490713498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/27.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7959312241861217033</id><published>2010-05-26T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T06:55:52.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best scenes in Gossip Girl:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 1 Time: 30:40 - 31:01&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 1 Time: 38:30 - 39:50&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;amp;C are totally meant for each other :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 4 Time: 40:25 - 41:47&lt;br /&gt;YOU GO QUEEN SERENA!!!!! I totally effing love it when you get BITCHY!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE THIS SCENE THE MOST!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 7 Time: 39:36 - 41:18&lt;br /&gt;B&amp;amp;C are hot. HOT. HOT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 10 Time: 31:25 - 31:40&lt;br /&gt;So in love with CHUCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 13 Time: 37:00 - 37:20&lt;br /&gt;Chuck crying with B in his arms~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 15 Time: 11:06 - 11:11&lt;br /&gt;The day he inherited the company :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl Season 2 Episode 18 Time: 06:05 - 06:10&lt;br /&gt;Chuck insulted Singapore :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically I rewatched Season 2 till here. Will update the good scenes so I know which episode to zoom in to next time. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7959312241861217033?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7959312241861217033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7959312241861217033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/26.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4925640635984984730</id><published>2010-05-24T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T05:40:01.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHARLES BASS I FORBID YOU TO DIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ABSOLUTELY FORBID YOU TO DIE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU DIE I SWEAR I'LL QUIT WATCHING GOSSIP GIRL (I'll try...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO DON'T YOU DARE DIE ON MEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Jenny. There goes my B&amp;amp;C relationship thanks to J. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Chuck Oh Chuck&lt;br /&gt;Please don't die&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what Gossip Girl will do&lt;br /&gt;Without you, my cutie pie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each season I rewatch&lt;br /&gt;It's practically to see you&lt;br /&gt;And your evil mean ways&lt;br /&gt;That you just love to screw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and Blair are a match made in heaven&lt;br /&gt;Even Artemis can't say No to this brethen&lt;br /&gt;Dump that blonde slut&lt;br /&gt;And get on your high horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's time to get Blair back&lt;br /&gt;So stop wasting your time on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Don't you dare die on me&lt;br /&gt;Or I swear I'll totally scream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But W. I'm moving on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impromptu family dinner and I just wished my second brother would just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big brother made strawberry banana yogurt milkshake!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4925640635984984730?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4925640635984984730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4925640635984984730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/24.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-273540023270771645</id><published>2010-05-21T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:48:28.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21.10.05&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe I lied at my previous blog post ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Downloading full season 3 of Gossip Girl. I CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I blog every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love life luck isn't good. Christine's one is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-273540023270771645?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/273540023270771645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/273540023270771645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/21_21.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4097741153599235903</id><published>2010-05-20T12:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:44:24.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veralyn had a very happy graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact that EVERYONE, and I mean it, EVERYONE commented on my retarded hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW MY HAIR SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First everyone was all, "OMG Veralyn you cut hair!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya I know it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Them: Why you cut your hair?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daft question. Although I'll ask the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT I'M NEVER CUTTING MY HAIR SHORT EVER AGAIN. I JUST BASED THE TRUST IN THE WRONG PERSON AND NOW I'M GETTING SUAN-ED AT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very very sad me. I think new haircut will affect my mahjong luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see tomorrow. I have yet to lose a single game. But I'm sure that'll change tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation is fun. Note that I use 'is'. Because I plan to graduate from University yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt I'll have much friends there! Don't feel like socializing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay reaaaally low profile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to eat a singe grain of rice for the buffet. Only a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo tired after graduation. Why must it be so early? Pfftt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nihon Mura Buffet tomorrow followed by mahjong and Bedok 85/511.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good. For now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exception of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*TH NOT ONLINE TODAY!!! GASPS!!!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4097741153599235903?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4097741153599235903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4097741153599235903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/21.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1511922833044667919</id><published>2010-05-19T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:40:53.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Are you worth it?&lt;br /&gt;Or just a damnit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about you&lt;br /&gt;And how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say time can tell&lt;br /&gt;How do I know if it's true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still pondering on the possibilities&lt;br /&gt;And the things we've been through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or should I open my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;And find someone new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate guessing games&lt;br /&gt;So please stop it immediately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;So I should just give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the little talking session between Hippo and Penguin, I told them about... "TH" for Ting Hai. HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penguin was very very sweet. She took my phone. Changed her name to TH's and sms-ed me, "Get well soon! :) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a second, I really thought it was Ting Hai then I remembered I saw her fiddling with my phonebook probably to change name. So I was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the next time I sighed, she sent me another message, "Why aren't you online?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart skipped for a second when I saw Ting Hai's name. Then I remembered, that idiotic Penguin changed her name to TH's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did make me smile though. Too bad it wasn't the person in real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said, TH is not the kind to send such messages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1511922833044667919?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1511922833044667919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1511922833044667919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/19.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4684491583493885818</id><published>2010-05-18T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T05:31:36.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.45pm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO SLEEP!!! Eating medicine is my sleeping pill now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 days of sickness, I visited the doctor. And my Mom was nagging and nagging at me how much she's spent on me. Drone drone drone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor asked me if I needed MC and I said I've already graduated from Poly and he just stared at me with his mouth agap. Like he totally couldn't believe it. Then he told me he thought I was still in Secondary School. Wow???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks haircut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton today. My head really really really hurt when I got up. It was like a gazillion ants were biting into my brain and I wanted to take a hammer, smash my skull and pick out all the ants that were biting me. It was excruiatingly painful!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I behaved like a zombie. Headache subsided later. But acted up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever started again in the afternoon. Totally felt like puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some unknown reason, I started to feel better after eating Salmon Sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greatest love. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't eat as much as I usually would but at least I still ate more after I felt better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the morning with my head pounding, I suddenly thought of what Hoon said the other night and I don't know is it the influence of Hippo or what but my eyes stung with tears! But I didn't cry. Guess I'm still that stoic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor says I have infection. Mom is nagging incessantly and my ears are bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to take 12 pills and 2 teaspoons of cough syrup in one day. Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4684491583493885818?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4684491583493885818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4684491583493885818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/18.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-681625267230691121</id><published>2010-05-16T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T02:32:41.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck has started turning for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After suffering this serious illness, my Dad got into an accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully he's fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically my wheel of luck is going down now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was a little more concern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that hard to show?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-681625267230691121?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/681625267230691121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/681625267230691121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/17.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-6700978673043284222</id><published>2010-05-16T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T08:34:44.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>16.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're sick, you tend to blog LOADS. As seen here :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Tim Chua was kind enough to do an evaluation of my illness. It's good to have medic friends in the army. Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically I'm suffering from URTI (Upper Respiratory Tract Infection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes the symptoms all fit me. And unless I visit a doctor, he claims I'll be in hospital!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I told him my fever subsided and he was like "Wow you have strong immune system after all. Usually such infections take three days for the body to counter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I do hope I'm strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidenote, Jason is currently making me LMAO on MSN. Do you know I can't laugh?! My throat still hurts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason says:&lt;br /&gt;My mom got herself a new sofa bed instead of the gym ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;WOAH what for?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW LA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;TO FORNICATE RIGHT?!?!??! HAHAHAHA IT LOSSES MORE CALORIES!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason says:&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Fornication with my dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason says:&lt;br /&gt;It has yet to lose his...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A miracle has happened. I woke up and realised that my body wasn't hot at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the weather!!! Because there's practically a thunderstorm now and it's really chilly. Did that cool things off???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was throwing restlessly on bed, I bugged a bunch of people to persuade me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who the winner was? None other than my Honey. Want to know how she did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Permission to bug you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes Honey? What's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can't sleep! Plus fever. HELP ME SLEEP!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay hold on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I waited and waited for her reply but none came until I eventually dozed off to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ROCK LIKE HELL YOU KNOW THAT?!?!?!?!?!?! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow my temperature is seriously burning up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how I made my way to Outram to cut my hair and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess my temperature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say it's probably 38.7 degree Celcius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burning up my entire bed. My back hurts. My throat hurts. Can't stop coughing which leads to puking! Trying to rest and sleep but insomnia takes over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note, I actually cut my hair short. Really short. Bobbed hair?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the solemn promise I made to myself never to cut my hair short???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sighs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-6700978673043284222?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6700978673043284222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6700978673043284222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/16.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1849680595149177570</id><published>2010-05-15T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:11:41.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Kelly's bombardation I deleted what I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can stand anymore bombards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I really think I am... I am... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me. I rolled on my bed for more than two hours trying to sleep. I really did try. In the end, I totally resigned and switched on my lap. Lately, I've been having so many insomniac nights. What am I thinking about? I just wish it'll get off my mind. But seriously, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just so much on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried counting sheeps and for the first time, it actually failed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, I'm feeling feverish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat feels really sore. My whole body feels like a hot iron. My back hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really hurts. Every position I lie down my back just ACHES!!!! AM I OLD?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact I touched my bedsheets and they were really really warm. Like abnormally warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shows how much heat I'm radiating from my 'overheated' body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I inhale or exhale, my throat just hurts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish my Mom will hurry back from Vietnam and boil me Chrysanthemum Tea. I need it badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently googling on Tips For Insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it helps. I have to get up at 9am tomorrow and I can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wished I had sleeping pills at home so I can just forget about everything and sleep peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT TO SLEEP. WHY CAN'T I SLEEP?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel tired but my mind is so alert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fever + Insomnia. This is going to somewhere doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, Baby is online on MSN to 'chat' with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requesting for boring stories to make me snooze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1849680595149177570?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1849680595149177570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1849680595149177570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/15.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-2918421630863612573</id><published>2010-05-14T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T09:05:53.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very very worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My luck has been pretty scary these few months. And I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that if this good luck doesn't go away, the bad luck that follows will be so so so terribly bad and I'm very very very scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not lost in mahjong AT ALL for a few months. And everytime I win, I win all three of them. Precisely. Scary right? I'm so afraid now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just today, I caught 4 Acolyte Mouse in Mousehunt in just HALF A DAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the hardest mice to catch in Mousehunt and I actually managed to catch 4 in half a day. I'm still pretty WTF myself. And I just can't fathom the sheer amount of luck that I've been receiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that when it comes falling down. It'll be hard. Very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm praying so hard now that God will give me a lighter sentence when my luck comes crashing down. And I'd better pray that the people around me will all be safe because I'm really feeling very uncomfortable about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If losing Mahjong will make me feel more secure, I really want to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck don't come crashing down too harsh. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hippo says that if your gambling luck is really good, it means that your love life luck is very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-2918421630863612573?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2918421630863612573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2918421630863612573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/14.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1459102524010317631</id><published>2010-05-09T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:46:10.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>09.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep deprived even when I'm jobless due to exhaustion from too much cycling theses days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T LOVE HONEY ANYMORE!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crafty old hag and her witty plans got me stumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe Jason agreed with it. Even dared to wave at me happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through with you people. Humpth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1459102524010317631?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1459102524010317631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1459102524010317631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/09.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4487950986832222350</id><published>2010-05-03T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:52:26.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>03.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekends were HELL fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday had night cycling.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was whacky afternoons. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so blissful. I don't mind remaining jobless for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should really find someone rich and be rich tai tai HAHAHAHA!!! Doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway Saturday was crazy with Darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling had to come up to my house because there were MANY problems with the bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Felina is not reading this. Because her lock was jammed and no matter what I/Darling/My Dad/My Mom did the lock just couldn't be turned. Despite adding lubricants to it, it still remained jammed. So my dad took a saw, and saw it away. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once my bike was finally FREE of its reins, there was another problem. My bike tyres were totally FLATTENED!!!! So had to pump air. Thank god my brother has a personal pump for tyres. My Dad tried pumping but instead the air kept coming out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Darling being my lovely 'hubby' stood up and said she'll try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course my Darling being so pro and all, managed to pump it full of air. Like I said, she's good in PUSHING. So my tyres were pumped up and ready to go. Once we got down, the moment i started cycling, the chains came off. Darling had to get her hands greasy fixing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't even started cycling and so many problems arised!!! But this made me and Darling's bonds closer and more loving yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally started rocking and it was kind of creepy cycling at night. Because we took the shortcut so we had to cut through many 'ulu' places. When we finally reached Bedok 85 we were so tired we couldn't eat much. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired to eat. First time that happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously. We stoned on the chairs for quite a while before I made a move. Just too exhausted. Stamina problem. Been so long since I exercised haha! After our meal, cycled to Bedok Reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to cycle the whole circumference of it. But it was SOOO DARK and CREEPY Darling spooked out and said we'll try it during the day. Darling is such a coward. Pfftt. What's a little fun in being more adventurous man? It's just BEDOK RESERVOIR!!!! Though it was kind of creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slacked out under the stars over there before it got quite late and cycled back to Eastpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Ice milo at Kopitiam. Me and Darling walked under the stars around the 'whole' Simei before getting ANOTHER drink from CHEERS and sat down under the clouds. We were chatting halfway when this Indian man approached us and started socializing with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smart me really can't be bothered to entertain him further so I faked a call from my Mom and claimed that we had to go home. He asked can we stay to chat with him and I rolled my eyes and said, "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit I think I'm becoming such a bitch lately. LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Darling was so freaked out that she didn't want to go and claim out bikes which were parked there. Instead, we walked all the way to my house and called my Dad down to company us to get back our bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I should be the guy instead of Darling. Because I'm practically behaving like the guy. I buy her food. I cycle at the back. I treat her drinks. I shook off the Indian guy. And I'm always making all the moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD BE THE GUY INSTEAD!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I still love my Darling regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope we'll have much more fun this weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was CRAZY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pity Jason's house and your poor rubber gym ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*guffaws damn loudly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all Honey's fault. Because Honey started bouncing up and down on the rubber ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Ben joined in.&lt;br /&gt;Then I joined in.&lt;br /&gt;Then Ken joined in.&lt;br /&gt;Before Jason could join in, the ball made a loud hiss and a gush of air sizzled out of the ball and before you can say, "Adam Lambert" it was flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's starstruck face was SOOOOOO HILAROUS we should have all got a shot of it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally PRICELESS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best was when Jason's maid came in the room and started shrieking about the mess that she had to clean up. And that was her 'master's' practise gym ball is now gone. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm so bad laughing at this because his Mom has to get a new gym ball now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOOPS!!! BUT IT WAS SO FUUUUUUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Honey :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4487950986832222350?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4487950986832222350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4487950986832222350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/05/03.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8365957345366753416</id><published>2010-04-30T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:43:38.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01.05.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the magical seat in last night's mahjong. And I won the same amount of money darling did last week. $17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually was supposed to be $18 but then an extra $1 popped up from nowhere so I reduced it to $17. I'm so going to choose that seat from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was losing badly. I almost even had to 'bao' for everyone but Darling saved me by winning instead. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so back to karma. I'm someone who always returns people their mahjong money ON TIME!!! So again, karma comes back to me. Shi hao's Mom poured money on his table and he managed to return me $17 worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor darling still has not got her money back yet. Then again, it's KARMA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, please ensure that you ALWAYS pay your debts back on time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8365957345366753416?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8365957345366753416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8365957345366753416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/01.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-906345648908090944</id><published>2010-04-29T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T23:34:39.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30.04.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard some recent news and I'm feeling really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is about the choices we make and sometimes there's no going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend each and every moment on my life to the fullest never regreting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case I die tomorrow, a year later, a decade later, I just want all my friends and family to know that I really truly love each and everyone of you and I'll always cherish the times we had together for good and for bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with Kris Allen's song, "Live Like We're Dying"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kris Allen - Live Like We're Dying Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes we fall down, can't get back up&lt;br /&gt;We're hiding behind skin that's too tough&lt;br /&gt;How come we don't say I love you enough&lt;br /&gt;Till it's to late, it's not too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come&lt;br /&gt;And we could make a feast from these crumbs&lt;br /&gt;And we're all staring down the barrel of a gun&lt;br /&gt;So if your life flashed before you,&lt;br /&gt;What would you wish you would've done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we gotta start&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the hands of the time we've been given&lt;br /&gt;If this is all we got and we gotta start thinking&lt;br /&gt;If every second counts on a clock that's ticking&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got 86,400 seconds in a day to&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around or to throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;We gotta tell them that we love them&lt;br /&gt;While we got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your plane fell out of the skies&lt;br /&gt;Who would you call with your last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Should be so careful who we live out our lives&lt;br /&gt;So when we long for absolution,&lt;br /&gt;There'll no one on the line, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we gotta start&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the hands of the time we've been given&lt;br /&gt;If this is all we got and we gotta start thinking&lt;br /&gt;If every second counts on a clock that's ticking&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got 86,400 seconds in a day to&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around or to throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;We gotta tell them that we love them&lt;br /&gt;While we got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we're dying, oh, like we're dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got 86,400 seconds in a day to&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around or to throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;We gotta tell them that we love them&lt;br /&gt;While we got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never know a good thing till it's gone&lt;br /&gt;You never see a crash till it's head on&lt;br /&gt;Why do we think we're right when we're dead wrong&lt;br /&gt;You never know a good thing till it's gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we gotta start&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the hands of the time we've been given&lt;br /&gt;If this is all we got and we gotta start thinking&lt;br /&gt;If every second counts on a clock that's ticking&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got 86,400 seconds in a day to&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around or to throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;We gotta tell them that we love them&lt;br /&gt;While we got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like we're dying, oh, like we're dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got 86,400 seconds in a day to&lt;br /&gt;Turn it all around or to throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;We gotta tell them that we love them&lt;br /&gt;While we got the chance to say&lt;br /&gt;Gotta live like we're dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-906345648908090944?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/906345648908090944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/906345648908090944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/30.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4719828276860654817</id><published>2010-04-27T22:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T04:51:39.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28.04.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally lead my nocturnal life of sleeping late waking up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt my weight is precariously in danger of going overboard with this lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must you be so sweet?&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious that the choice is not going to be you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you  do these things that makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I hating wasting other's times.&lt;br /&gt;Stop treating me so nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4719828276860654817?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4719828276860654817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4719828276860654817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/28.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-2912048384795516390</id><published>2010-04-22T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:32:53.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22.04.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by tuition and supper at Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beams very happily*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-2912048384795516390?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/feeds/2912048384795516390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2912048384795516390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2912048384795516390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/22.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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-1060278455518162579.post-1532063558022225730</id><published>2010-04-18T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T01:54:04.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18.04.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously thought I lost a lot in mahjong on Friday. But instead I actually won?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling won $17 which is still pretty unbelievable considering her losing streak. Guess the luck at people's house seriously changes loads. She pretty much covered back all her previous losses. But karma hit her. Always she doesn't have money to return others. Now, others don't have enough money to return her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I truly believe in karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I stopped laughing at people's plight of their toes, my toe nails have stopped dropping.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before mahjong, Darling headed to my house and we watched Yaoi and ate dinner together. We were laughing so damn loud and crazily at the nice parts! The times when we feel we bond together as one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel Ong has quit 987fm and I'm still so sad about losing him. I mean, he and Young are the best DJs ever!!!! Besides the Muttons to Midnight probably. So now there's no 987fm Top Hits of the week. And the UK Top Hits are pretty much sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I can't say much for Singaporeans taste. I have no idea why Beyonce songs can even make it to FIRST place. I mean seriously, her songs sucks to the core and they are SO IRRITATING I just want to shut them up. The same goes for Alicia Keys. Which is why the song where they did a duet, was just horrible. And again, no idea how it managed to get on the charts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from Honey's place and I have an additional of one more problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! Are you serious about that Honey??? I cannot handle so many!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if it's someone I'm interested then it won't be a problem but that's not the case!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note, I think me and Hippo are currently suffering the same problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1532063558022225730?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1532063558022225730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1532063558022225730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/18.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-656267758048409196</id><published>2010-04-12T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:15:53.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12.04.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that EVERYTIME I go out with Darling on a date we are bound to get SOOOOO UBERLY CRAZY?!?!!? And I mean really CRAZY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the moment we met, we were already crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So were we before, during and after the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kept laughing like crazy. God knows what we talked about other than XXX stuffs which just drove us into fits of hystericals!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We totally ate A LOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stingray. Large plate of eggs. Calms. And to last it off, COCKLES!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great time squirting Darling with blood LOL!!!! Darling was very nice. Despite her disdain for cockles, she still opened them all up for me and fed me. SO SWEET!!! Finally my Darling is doing her job :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus ride home we were SUPER NOISY!!! And I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed almost EVERY MINUTE NON-STOP!!!! We were so talking about our Yaoi stuffs we flooded the whole bus. And other nonsensical-rubbish. It became so bad at one point the Uncle threatened to throw us out of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened the back doors too ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we still didn't care and continued to giggle throughout. To think that one can sweat so much laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG GOING OUT WITH DARLING SERIOUSLY DELEVELS ME TO A ONE-CELL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she has a new nickname besides FFL and One-Cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's One-Cell Egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know the reason???? She'll kill me if I say it here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-656267758048409196?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/656267758048409196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/656267758048409196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/12.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7071523791715833215</id><published>2010-04-10T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T11:39:13.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11.04.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard some sad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've gone through them as well so I know how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. People are strong :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some proof that I seriously really have STM.&lt;br /&gt;So people please please do not hold it against me if I forget things you've said to me before. I really seriously have STM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt; you got twitter account?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'ine says:&lt;br /&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt; you want see kelly's half naked pics?&lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'ine says:&lt;br /&gt; *jaw drop*&lt;br /&gt; no need bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt; i still have it&lt;br /&gt; LOL&lt;br /&gt; you got twitter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'ine says:&lt;br /&gt; eh &lt;br /&gt; y u asking me the same qn ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥   veralyn                 - the perfect imagination - ♥ says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH OMG&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY STM&lt;br /&gt;i forgot i asked you earlier leh&lt;br /&gt;ROFL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X'ine says:&lt;br /&gt;wah lao&lt;br /&gt;less than a min ago sia&lt;br /&gt;cui!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I have no idea what's wrong with my memory*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note, SHG totally crappy fun today. I have officially a new animal nickname called Turkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FT. Fat Turkey. Given to me by a certain asshole who constantly suans me the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I seriously don't want to be Ms Shakespears like OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the stupid dumb tuition agency didn't inform me that the Sec 3 kid I was going to tutor does NOT take O'levels but A'levels instead. And his essays are ALL SHAKESPEARS and literature based.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus his English is not even that half bad can?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a feeling he'll be the one teaching me English instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to read this thick book to UNDERSTAND this literature play for his Mid-sem exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel up to it totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting damn du lan with the various managers at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the Finance Manager caught me watching 'video' and scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set this straight. I was merely choosing the songs on Windows Media Player on which song to play next and she walked by and saw the swirly visual arts of the WMP and accused me of watching videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone tell me HOW THE HELL CAN THOSE SWIRLY VISUAL ARTS BE SEEN AS A VIDEO?!?! WHAT IS THERE TO SEE THERE??!!! SERIOUSLY?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her flatly, "It's not a video. It's music."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she gave me an insolent stare and said plainly, "It's a video. Now please close it." and stalked off. Worse, she told my colleague, "Please keep an eye on her, she's watching videos."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS LIKE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU??!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY IM STARTING TO HATE OLD PEOPLE WHO HAVE NO SENSE OF COMPUTER SAVY-NESS IN THEM. THEY TRULY SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay second incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accounting software that I was using was under maintainence. So basically I can't do any work because you need the damned software. Instead of sitting around and staring into blank space I decided to flaunt my talents once in a while and started doodling on scraps of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time the Accounts Manager walked past and asked me what I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So once again I replied, "Drawing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And AGAIN she went to complain to my colleague about me that I was doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: You have nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: I thought you have to key in the stocks?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes but you were the one who told me to close the accounting software because it's under maintainence so how to key?&lt;br /&gt;Colleague: When you have nothing to do you must act as if you have something to do. Just pretend to check some files or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow great. I have to ACT BUSY. Seriously why can't they just let me off and do my own things when I really have nothing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, I'm making the company's computer into my very own. I've copied ALL my songs into it. My games. Some anime. Some dramas. And rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for contract to end. Measly pay gone.&lt;br /&gt;Will only sign on if pay is increased! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7071523791715833215?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7071523791715833215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7071523791715833215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/11.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-5345857476863227818</id><published>2010-04-02T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T07:51:40.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>02.04.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very Good Friday to all reading this before 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, yesterday Idiot called me and told me that Honey was involved in a car accident. I got so hyped up I almost wanted to tell my boss to let me off early to visit Honey. I can only say that Idiot's acting is supremely good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that I didn't pull any pranks on 01.04.10 but instead got pranked on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway today I was made to go to church. Yes. I effing can't believe I went to church after how many years as well. And just to make it clear. I'm practically still a Christian. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because if I were given a form and asked to tick my religion, I'll probably tick Christianity. The only big difference is that, I don't go to church. It is hell boring. Especially the sermons and the standing part during praise and worship. My legs crumble. And I gamble. And sometimes maybe a little vulglar. But I so totally believe in God. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic. The only reason why I went to church today was to see my brother in a musical play which he was acting in so I can laugh about it later. Which means, I finally have something to tease my brother about like what Rodrick does in Diary of a Wimpy Kid. This time, I plan to be the Rodrick. It's too bad video camering was disallowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing about church events is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEVER TO BE PUNCTUAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean it. NEVER ONCE has such plays started on time. They are ALWAYS late.&lt;br /&gt;Safest time to reach is 15minutes after the specified time because they're always half an hour late. And no it's not the church's fault that it starts later but the PEOPLE'S fault! Due to people's inept in being punctual, they have to WAIT for others to fill the auditorium so that they won't disturb the play later. So basically, it's all thanks to those morons that everything is delayed. So the next time I go to such a play (I doubt I'll ever want to go to church ever again which will be explained later unless..), I'll bear in mind to be late which will make me a moron. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I can't believe it was a church when I stepped in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were like restaurants, fountains and basically everything that is NOT church-ish. There was a rooftop garden and it was nicer than Esplanade's. I mean it! The walls are marble and the panels are all made of glass. The moment I stepped in, it reminded me of a MICE Convention Center and so totally NOT a church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the auditorium which was called a SANCTUARY, was much much bigger than TP's Convention Hall. Their technology is really hi-tech and really, it just doesn't look like a church at all. Maybe because the last time I went to a church it was much simpler and plainer. But whatever, it can so totally serve as a MICE Convention Centre instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering what church it is, it's Holy Trinity at Paya Lebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting ions, the play finally 'started'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And first, I totally wasn't expecting praise and worship BEFORE a play. Heck I didn't even expect there to be ANY worships going on at all. I merely came to make fun of my brother acting in a play later. I knew I was in for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singing lasted really long and as usual, my legs really wanted to crumble. And as they sang, I looked around me and saw that everyone was so serious and 'into' it. And I begin to ponder, all these Christians, they come here and act like they're so holy and stuffs. But the minute they step out of church, they act like another person. (This does not imply to every Christian) But yet in the House of God, they act so goody. I know this because when I left the church a bunch of people probably in their cell groups were acting SO ROWDY hollering at the top of their voices and I even heard vulgarity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. If you want to be a Christian you'd better start acting like one. Saying you're a Christian gives people a certain 'expectation' of you i.e.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot gamble. You cannot scold vulgarity. You cannot smoke. You cannot drink.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, who really obeys that? I have yet to see a Christian who does NOT gamble, drink, smoke or scold vulgarity except... I think a very small handful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically that's what comes into my mind when someone says he/she is a Christian.&lt;br /&gt;But now, things are so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever someone tells me they are a Christian, I'll straight away think that they're only going to church for the sake of having fun, hanging around with friends and whatever. I really wonder who goes to church to really really really and I mean REALLY worship God. And then there are people who goes to church to NETWORK for their business. Literally. And I know a few who does that. So tell me, is church really a place just for worshiping or a place for business and to expand your network?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so off track. I'm supposed to blog about my brother's performance LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the praise and worship the play FINALLY started. I totally LMAO when I saw what my brother's role was. He was acting as a Kopitiam Boy in SINGLET!!!!!!!! NO WONDER HE WENT ON A DIET!!!! So he won't look so fat in it. I really tried my best in stiffling my laughter but the person next to me still stared at me. But it was SO FUNNY and my brother talked in a funny accent. But I can so tell it's him sometimes especially when he "OHHHH"s and rubs his tummy. HAHAHAHA!!! Some bad habits are just hard to get rid of :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the play, there was actually SERMON!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YES SERMON!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!!!!!!! That totally hit it. Damn I should have KNOWN that ALL churches will give sermons. How can I be SO NAIVE?!?!?! Damn. And it lasted for over an hour. My eyes were so totally giving away. If sermons can be preached in a funny way, I wouldn't mind listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes the things they preach are REALLY CORNY and.... I just don't know how to describe it. It's really very very very boring. If I can go to church and skip the sermon, 80% I'll go. Sadly, sermons are the bulk of the content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was like WTF that there was a sermon at the end. Was quite peeved especially at the part where they tried to "CONVERT" more people to Christians. I don't know why they are so INTO converting people. I know it helps to 'save' your friends lives after life (you get what I mean?) but really, they don't have to so literally force us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why I always doubt people who say they are Christians because I'll start thinking DO YOU REALLY LOVE GOD or do you go to church just to HAVE FUN at the rate they are converting people. Plus there's always peer pressure. If all your clique of friends goes to church, you'll want to join too so you won't miss out the fun. So tell me again, who really goes to church to praise God??? I need to do a survey on this. Because I'm very confident only 20% of them goes to church for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the pastor asked who wants to follow Christ again after backsliding for so long and my Dad raised his hand and I was like,"OMG SPARE ME!!!!!!!" I thought he wanted me to raise with him as well but I began sinking lower in my seat so I think he got the hint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's funny is that, my Dad is always all talk and no action. The pastor asked those who raised their hands to proceed down so that they can pray for them and he didn't even budge. So much for acting big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, had dinner and celebrated Big Brother's birthday with teasings from me. But he didn't seem to mind and instead, started singing the musical. Had loads of chilli crabs and I think I'm going to have a HOT time shitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it has been a long post and a long time since I typed so much. Hands kinda pain.&lt;br /&gt;Yes hands not fingers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-5345857476863227818?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5345857476863227818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5345857476863227818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/04/02.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-5881161499366961095</id><published>2010-03-30T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T07:52:40.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>30.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Diary of A Wimpy Kid with darling today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG IT WAS DAMN HILARIOUS AND ENTERTAINING THROUGHOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever the brother Rodrick came out, me and darling would go into gasps of&lt;br /&gt;"OOOO OMG!!! He's so cute!!! He's so handsome. WAAAAAH!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His real name is DEVON BOSTICK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he cuuuute? Plus he takes off his shirt ALOT on the show which totally made us drool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S7IOeMbrDuI/AAAAAAAADPQ/0fbMhZHTX4g/s1600/devon+bostick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454438010595249890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S7IOeMbrDuI/AAAAAAAADPQ/0fbMhZHTX4g/s320/devon+bostick.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and darling were LMAOing at almost every scene. I think we totally buffed out the entire cinema. As usual, laughing damn loudly but it was so damn funny. I have no idea why the cinema people weren't laughing. I mean... COME ON IT WAS FUNNY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there were two cute guys in front of us so me and darling kept nudging each other and suggesting to go up to them to see if they wanted a double date. HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I said," What if they're gays?!"&lt;br /&gt;Darling: That's SO HOT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling is still mad on gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie so 3 times better than Alice in Wonderland. I have NO IDEA why Alice in Wonderland got a good review. It's a stupid pathetic movie. Few laughing scenes and basically no climax at all. And it was 4 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wimpy Kid got 2 stars only but it was SO ENTERTAINING!!! Alice in Wonderland should get 2 stars and Wimpy Kid gets 4 stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think only semi-childish minds like me and darling actually enjoys such silly movies made for kids. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm actually on the same level as a one-cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is degrading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-5881161499366961095?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5881161499366961095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5881161499366961095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/30.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/S7IOeMbrDuI/AAAAAAAADPQ/0fbMhZHTX4g/s72-c/devon+bostick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-9184134912781356664</id><published>2010-03-27T06:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T06:24:41.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few weeks of bad luck, my luck changed for the better in yesterday's mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Idiot your curse won't work on Veralyn-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the losses and wins I think at the end of the day, everyone will be no win no lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weili is always the exception for this of course.&lt;br /&gt;She has never once won AT ALL. Playing with her, she ALWAYS loses money.&lt;br /&gt;And last night she even ZHA HU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, she ZHA HU when Parrot and Hippo both had 5 tais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, we the nice people decided to forgo that round because she already lost a lot of money. Lol. I think she lost $6++ to me alone. Haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after volunteer work, Hippo and I got a free ride back to Tampines from an old bird. Met up with darling for dinner after that. Hippo played Captain Ball today!!! Thankfully no balls hit her head so her eyes are still safe. But she was SO TIRED in the car she REALLY slept and almost drooled. WTF?!?! Really no energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, me and darling had a fun time at arcade!!! OMG been so long since we played back arcade!!! The old times when we were in secondary school and we'll chiong to arcade after school and play DDR whole day!!! Yes yes I miss the old times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played back DDR wahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;Played Bishi Bashi and she likes the Cooking Mama game I introduced which we managed to complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played so many rounds of DDR I couldn't lift my legs to walk after that.&lt;br /&gt;My legs totally felt like jelly and I was whimpering along on her shoulder all the way.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I've lost a lot of weight playing DDR. Because really sweat A DAMN LOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-9184134912781356664?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/9184134912781356664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/9184134912781356664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/27.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-6687932541884150266</id><published>2010-03-23T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T06:26:49.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE ULCERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so damn regret eating mango, jackfruit, chocolate chip cookies, fried chicken and lays on the same day. Because now it has erupted into a huge 5 cent coin ulcer ON MY TONGUE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I have to eat porridge for all 3 meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even sallow. I have to drink even water one sided wtf!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worse I can't even speak normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even worse, I'm going for a dental check up tomorrow and I'm pondering if I should skip it because I absolutely CANNOT stand the doctor prodding his metal instruments into my mouth and it touching my huge ulcer!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'LL CRY DAMNIT!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay and so I'm STOMPing now and I read the most hilarious reply to a post ever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's regarding this article,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Man molests Ris Low by pulling her tube top down in taxi queue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOMPer &lt;strong&gt;Benji&lt;/strong&gt; came across disgraced beauty queen Ris Low’s blog and was shocked to discover that she was molested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top on that, she even used vulgarities when relating the incident on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The former Miss Singapore World wrote in a blog entry dated Mar 17 that she was standing in a taxi queue when someone walked up to her and pulled down her tube top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claims that she told him about it but he had already ran away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She added that she regretted not giving him a kick that she had learnt from Muay Thai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wrote: “He pulled down my tube in front of a taxi stand queue la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I told him off and he ran away. Regret keeping that kick I have from Muay Thai. Sigh.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The STOMPer was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She is a public figure and almost everyone knows who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“By blogging and using vulgarities, our young might follow suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“While I am sorry that she got molested, she should be aware that she has an audience and not use vulgarities.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ONE OF THE FUNNIEST COMMENTS WAS THIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="c_poster"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brutbearjam said &lt;/strong&gt;on 23 Mar, 2010&lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    function validateReportOffensive_399126() {&lt;br /&gt;        var isLogin = "false";&lt;br /&gt;        if (!isLogin  isLogin == "false"){&lt;br /&gt;            alert("You must be logged in to do this!");&lt;br /&gt;            var loginTextElement = document.getElementById('loginTextId');&lt;br /&gt;            loginTextElement.focus();&lt;br /&gt;            return false;&lt;br /&gt;        }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        var reporter = "";&lt;br /&gt;        var commenter = "brutbearjam";&lt;br /&gt;        var report = confirm("Report the comment as offensive?");&lt;br /&gt;        if(report &amp;&amp; reporter &amp;&amp; commenter){&lt;br /&gt;            if (reporter == commenter) {&lt;br /&gt;                alert("You cannot report your comment as offensive.");&lt;br /&gt;                return false;&lt;br /&gt;            }&lt;br /&gt;            else{&lt;br /&gt;                return true;&lt;br /&gt;            }&lt;br /&gt;        }&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        return false;&lt;br /&gt;    }&lt;br /&gt;    function reportOffensive_399126() {&lt;br /&gt;        var reportable = validateReportOffensive_399126();&lt;br /&gt;        if(reportable) {&lt;br /&gt;            makeFormByUrl("/stomp/sgseen/this_urban_jungle/340668/man_molests_ris_low_by_pulling_her_tube_top_down_in_taxi_queue.html?commentId=399126&amp;action=stomp_club_report_comment_offensive&amp;tokenKey=stomp_club_report_comment_offensive_399126&amp;token=&amp;article=contentbean:340668&amp;video=#commentSection");&lt;br /&gt;        }&lt;br /&gt;        return false;&lt;br /&gt;    }&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="reportabuse"&gt;&lt;a onclick="reportOffensive_399126();" href="javascript:void(0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#b6b6b6;"&gt;Report as offensive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c_poster"&gt;&lt;span class="reportabuse"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c_comment"&gt;She asked the indian man ris: Wanna see my boobs? They boomz.&lt;br /&gt;Indian Man : Say nununnunnunu how cum can see but cannot touch?&lt;br /&gt;Ris: I am the Ambassadar of Posh andBbeauty from Singapore since you are from India I give you discount.&lt;br /&gt;Indian Man: Rupia or Sin dollars&lt;br /&gt;Ris: $500 for left breast and $100 for right.&lt;br /&gt;Indian Man: Why so cheap for right and ex for left?&lt;br /&gt;Ris: because when I represent singapore to Africa hor, a leopert came and bite off my right side nipple, so no nipple cheap cheap lor.&lt;br /&gt;That was when the indian men pulled her tube top down and found both sides had no nipple, so she screamed "How dare you pull it off and exposed my ex Miss Sin double wammy!" That will cost u $600 and excluding gst!!! So the indian had to run away just only getting a little preview of the most take about girls small double unripe chiku lor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c_comment"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c_comment"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c_comment"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c_comment"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="c_comment"&gt;Okay his english sucks and I had to do a little editing but basically you get the gist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FUNNY LOL LOL LOL!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-6687932541884150266?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6687932541884150266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6687932541884150266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/23.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3960862696066990157</id><published>2010-03-19T05:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T05:13:37.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>19.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last minute house call to Idiot's house for Mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot said he was going to cook dinner for us. Turns out it was some idiotic magi mee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot is currently hollering at me to get back to the Mahjong table because he doesn't want to arrange 19 tiles for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what Idiot gets for letting me use the computer to supposedly 'sound horn'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately my luck has been very bad and has already lost mode than $5 to Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not good to play at an Idiot's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiot is breathing down my neck now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially managed to use the word 'Idiot' in every sentence to define Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NOT LOSE TO AN IDIOT!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3960862696066990157?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3960862696066990157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3960862696066990157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/19.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-561610595686787698</id><published>2010-03-18T03:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T03:52:32.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>18.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week my company had a cake party to test out the new Ice Cream Cakes they were going to sell in Swensens. The whole Pantry was filled with cake and more cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week they started giving out Mangoes. I think Mangoes are in season or something but there were like cartons of Mangoes all for us to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus there are still loads of leftover CNY goodies left which I often help myself to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This totally makes up for the deny of internet access.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't see this posted on my FB profile here it is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh it Out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5wuSZc7IEc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U5wuSZc7IEc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-561610595686787698?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/561610595686787698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/561610595686787698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/18.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8053585655936352945</id><published>2010-03-15T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T06:07:34.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>15.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I'm bloody sick and tired of the News first page to be JACK NEO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a life people. He had an affair. The end.&lt;br /&gt;Why are they making such a fuss of it? Must we know the ENTIRE story from head to tail of their 'love'???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worse, Wendy Chong. I can't believe she's a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you can go be a model already. You own her in looks like ten times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- She wants to be a mistress then decides to tell a reporter to spill the beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Threatens to kill herself when Jack wants to break up with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Claims she's fallen in love with him (WTF ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND RETARD?!?! If you really loved him you won't even reveal this disgusting affair to gain popularity.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Had sex with him in a car (Fuck this is gross to the max. I know why they did it in a car. Total darkness can't see gross small dick or flabby fats. Even better the air-con emitting Carbon Monoxide makes you sleepy so you can get 'high' easier. Because it'll be much easier when you can't see his face and he can't see hers. Whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Has no guilt in ruining people's life (You think the whole world revolves around you? I can so tell you told this news out just to get popular. Have you ever thought of how many people will be affected by this because of YOU?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Insisted she didn't use Jack to get into entertainment business&lt;br /&gt;(COME ON WHO ARE YOU KIDDING?!?!?!?!?!?! Even a 24 chromosome freak can see that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Says she feels stupid because Jack had tyrusts with other girls (DUH!?!?!? For someone so *no comments on your looks*, you think he'd go for only you? OMG!!! How strangely possessive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still can say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Chong, who blamed herself for getting into a mess with Neo, said: 'I was stupid&lt;br /&gt;lor. I can only say, ya lah, I made the mistake.'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:  &lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/BreakingNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_499763.html"&gt;http://www.straitstimes.com/BreakingNews/Singapore/Story/STIStory_499763.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW??? SERIOUSLY 100% NO GUILT AT ALL!!! I feel like bitch slapping her until her face is swollen and throw her to the dogs to bark with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's truly the Mother of Sluts.&lt;br /&gt;She can try Geylang. Same price as the Cheenas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF THE NEWS TALKS ABOUT JACK NEO AGAIN I'M GOING TO WRITE TO THE STRAITS TIMES AND ASK THEM TO GIVE US REAL NEWS!!!! LIKE EARTHQUAKES OR AFRICAN KIDS DYING!!!! Not some lame shit junk about celebrity. It doesn't affect my life. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;(Will be demure in next post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this cocked-eye slut be a model?!?! MY GAAAAAWD!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It's no wonder FHM girls are so OVER in Singapore. Which explains another candidate...&lt;br /&gt;Baby go sign up for Elite Model Management. Pfftt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S54uSUGjgtI/AAAAAAAADPI/J5Bfwb8JW3A/s1600-h/wendychong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448843491333604050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S54uSUGjgtI/AAAAAAAADPI/J5Bfwb8JW3A/s320/wendychong.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8053585655936352945?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8053585655936352945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8053585655936352945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/15.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/S54uSUGjgtI/AAAAAAAADPI/J5Bfwb8JW3A/s72-c/wendychong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8679459407529858140</id><published>2010-03-13T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T05:25:21.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today when I was going out my Dad came back at the same time and he told me the neighbour's house kanna attacked by loan shark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bemused I went out to take a look and saw black paint splattered over the walls and fonts in red, QIAN QIAN HUAN QIAN followed by their address and handphone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was like WOAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I saw a loanshark's 'attacks' can!?!?!? To think it happened to my neighbour. Plus there was like police gathered all around like some death scene. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently my old neighbour shifted house and this new neighbour moved in. The old neighbours must have owed loanshark money so they quickly shifted house. And my poor new neighbours had to take the fall for them. So poor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least they didn't do anything else like set fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, these things do happen in real life and not only in movies. Quite an experience :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everyone should watch Lady Gaga's MTV because she fucking rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GQ95z6ywcBY&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to help in Taiwan's trip planning. But fuck I seriously can't read traditional Chinese. I really don't understand. Why can't they be English websites?! Don't they know that not all tourists can understand Chinese. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck Chinese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have no idea why I'm so vulglar lately. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay no more bad words after this post. I promise!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8679459407529858140?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8679459407529858140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8679459407529858140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/13.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3869197727449404391</id><published>2010-03-12T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T08:02:09.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'VE DECIDED ON MY FUTURE JOB!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be a Nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fucking Nanny earns 2k a month.&lt;br /&gt;And all they fucking do is sit at home and take care of a dumb fuck baby.&lt;br /&gt;And they earn 2k a month?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the shock of my life when I heard my friend was paying 2k a month for a Nanny to take care  of the baby for ONLY WORKING HOURS i.e. 9-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can life be any better than to earn money AT HOME????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heck I'm not even earning 1k a month and I get up so early everyday and I have yet to include transportation fees. Okay that's it. I'm going to be a Nanny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanny Leong is coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3869197727449404391?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3869197727449404391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3869197727449404391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/12.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-457713462572823082</id><published>2010-03-11T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T04:03:54.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11.03.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my manager said something that amused me to no ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: Make sure this voucher tallies with the record. In the past, there was one case where a group of people were caught dining in at Swensens using these vouchers. Apparently, the staff working in Swensens took these vouchers and they went out to dine for free. So now we are taking precaution against such things from arising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in my mind I was laughing like fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group of people appears to be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Alice in Wonderland is overrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-457713462572823082?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/457713462572823082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/457713462572823082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/11.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1816665756673416</id><published>2010-03-03T04:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T06:05:52.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;03.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from Genting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed by so fast over there. Can't believe it's OVER!!! I can so spend another day there with the theme park. Can't get enough of thrill rides :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the first day when we went up the coach I was like WTF? Because it was the exact same coach that I was in charge of during the Malaysia Travel Fair while I was still internship with Five Stars. The very same coach okay!!! I really have fate with that coach. And I was busy reminiscing the things that happened on that coach lol. To think that I was sitting it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway didn't sleep AT ALL throughout the bus journey. Watched Raising Helen movie on the bus while Dragon was busy watching his anime and the others either sleeping or watching the Panda movie. Either way, didn't get to sleep even a wink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Genting at like 5.30am and it was freaking cold! Stoned at Starbucks behind heading for a spa session to kill time. The reason why I agreed to the spa was probably because there was internet access there HAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day nothing much. Went to visit the Haunted Mansion and then Ripley's Museum. Dinner was filled with pastries and fried chicken for supper. I can't live without chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of fun on the second day. Every ride we queued for I would whine to Baby how scared I am. Because saying you're scared before a ride will make things not so scary. Haha... my theory. So poor Baby had to listen to me lament endlessly how scared I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was persuaded to sit Corkscrew in the end. The mega roller coaster. But damn it was fun like hell!!!!! So was the Flying Coaster!!! I don't mind sitting it another 10 times whee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for bowling later on. The bowling arena was SO COOL!!! Blasting pop remix music and neon lights lighting up the lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time all gathered in Dragon's room with tons of snacks and alcohol and caaaards!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked all night long until like 4.30am. The next day, me and Baby couldn't wake up so we skipped breakfast. Housekeeping came in and disturbed us and told us we had to check out by 12pm. At 11.30am, housekeeping came in and disturbed us again. This time can't be bothered to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus journey back home was filled with cards. Dragon made a 'table' using the luggages. Damn funny. I think they are so addicted to Dai Dee that they even carried the cards down during imigration. LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genting is fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the is. Not was. Won't back going back there again haha!&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe try Sunway Lagoon's theme park!&lt;br /&gt;But heck I'm going to HK Disneyland.&lt;br /&gt;So in love with theme parks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Awesome Corkscrew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S45sqCatXFI/AAAAAAAADPA/5lOpqmD2fT4/s1600-h/DSCF9137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444408468996709458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S45sqCatXFI/AAAAAAAADPA/5lOpqmD2fT4/s320/DSCF9137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1816665756673416?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1816665756673416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1816665756673416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/03/03.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/S45sqCatXFI/AAAAAAAADPA/5lOpqmD2fT4/s72-c/DSCF9137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7311329103649887815</id><published>2010-02-26T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T22:06:24.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>27.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Kingdom is going on a 16 day tour to Taiwan and HK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To accomplish that I'm going to have to work my whole fucking ass off to save enough money for that. This sucks. All my hard earned money is going to be spent there!!! Feel so sad that my money is going  DOOOOOOWN!!!! Must save like hell now. No more restaurants and expensive outings. Only mahjongs allowed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, my birthday may be spent over there too so yipeeee!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephant is bouncing up and down in excitement despite heading to Genting tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Animal Kingdom will have loads of fun and love there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Taiwan and HK here we come our loves!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7311329103649887815?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7311329103649887815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7311329103649887815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/27.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-6459868446890203283</id><published>2010-02-26T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T07:52:10.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of work and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up the wrong shuttle bus and was sent to Changi South instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__________________________________-;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to take a cab from there and was late!!!! Feel like a moron.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to my uber punctuality I got up the wrong bus because the description totally matches. But I was supposed to take the second wave not the first. I will not be too punctual next time!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK SUCKS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY FUCKING DISALLOW INTERNET ACCESS AT ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so damn damn PEEVED when I saw I couldn't even access ANY WEBSITE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shit hole is that? I swear the next time I choose my company I'll be requesting for places with INTERNET ACCESS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss working in Five Stars now.&lt;br /&gt;I miss Facebooking during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss reading manga during work.&lt;br /&gt;I miss slowly eating my breakfast during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing Mousehunt during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss reading blogs/blogging during work.&lt;br /&gt;I miss MSN-ing during work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss THE SLACKNESS OF WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have just stuck with the old company if I knew that my internet access will be NADA in this company. I have truly learnt to appreciate the kindness of my manager in not saying anything when I slack off and best, LEARN TO APPRECIATE THE FACT THAT FIVE STARS GIVES US INTERNET CONNECTION TO EVERY POSSIBLE WEBSITE!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!%()%)@(*)%($(&lt;a href="mailto:%5E&amp;amp;*@&amp;amp;#*@$"&gt;mailto:%5E&amp;amp;*@&amp;amp;#*@$&lt;/a&gt;#@()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Genting tomorrow. Will leggings be enough?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-6459868446890203283?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6459868446890203283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/6459868446890203283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/26.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4389890915503207510</id><published>2010-02-23T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T13:17:41.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played Diablo with Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE KILLED BAAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially completed the whole game. Now have to play Nightmare level.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I'm going to try killing Baal alone by myself.&lt;br /&gt;That Dragon totally stole the whole show whacking Baal non-stop and I was looking like a pretty accessory there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Dragon's friend is coming in to play Diablo with us and he wants to kill Baal.&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have to kill Baal once again. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Dragon showed me Cow Level. MOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to login to Skype to ensure smooth flows of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm playing CS once more.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed Nightmare mode Act 1 in less than 2hours.&lt;br /&gt;Time check: 5.17am&lt;br /&gt;To be continued tomorrow night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*faints*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4389890915503207510?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4389890915503207510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4389890915503207510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/24.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-670091941431043763</id><published>2010-02-21T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T11:27:49.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>22.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4am in the morning and I looked out of my window.&lt;br /&gt;The flat facing opposite of me had no lights on at all.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I thought,&lt;br /&gt;I wondered how it would be like if others were to see my flat's window lights,&lt;br /&gt;Did I chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure there'll be 3 lights on.&lt;br /&gt;Because there are 3 people who are still awake.&lt;br /&gt;Doing what I supposed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm chionging Diablo.&lt;br /&gt;Big Brother's playing TF2.&lt;br /&gt;Second Brother's playing RA2 (replay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we play different games.&lt;br /&gt;But there's still our common interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;GAMING! &lt;/span&gt;  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only we can be this united usually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-670091941431043763?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/670091941431043763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/670091941431043763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/22.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7539563388487986971</id><published>2010-02-17T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T05:21:59.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY holidays are OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn was it tiring. Insufficient sleep throughout these days. Everyday go visiting. Eat and eat and eat and eat and eat. All people do when they visit is eat and gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently installing back Diablo II taken from Dragon. Argh can't wait to play it again. And to think I managed to stop gaming for a few weeks.... My fingers are just too itchy have to play some games regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to blog about the visits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day, I overslept. My parents abandoned me and my brother and went ahead. So I had no choice but to ride on my brother's bike. It was like the third time I was riding a bike after so many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And damn was it FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really thrilling. The gusts of wind biting at your face, the roaring sounds, the adrenaline pump as it weaves through the heavy traffic and the sudden drop of  your heart when the bike makes a quick swerve. Like you're about to fall off and your heart just plummets at that moment. Right when you think you're going to hit the ground you're right back up again weaving through more traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I really want to learn how to ride a bike now. It's FUN!!! Or find a boyfriend that rides a bike is seemingly more appealing to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my Diablo is done installing. I shall blog back later. Doubt so though too busy playing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7539563388487986971?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7539563388487986971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7539563388487986971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/17.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3910559270702562499</id><published>2010-02-11T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T07:11:39.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suki Sushi Buffet for Dragon's belated birthday and Newton Dinner with Animal Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn FAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must really exercise after CNY urgh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute I got home, my Dad immediately asked me this question,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Veralyn, answer me this question. Yes or No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, woah, hang on, what's happening? Did I do something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay. What?&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Do you know Medusa?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ........................... Like DUH?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Dad (laughs and shouts to Mom): YOU SEE YOU SEE OUR DAUGHTER KNOWS!!! ONLY YOU DON'T KNOW!!!!!!!!!!! I'm going to ask the boys when they get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trust me my brothers definitely know ever since we played HEROS I how can we NOT know Medusa?!?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i was just ............................... all the way!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dad was busy teasing my Mom throughout after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever who DON'T know Medusa, your general knowledge is negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Forced to eat Big Brother's brownies. HELP*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3910559270702562499?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3910559270702562499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3910559270702562499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/11.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8906572546125823477</id><published>2010-02-08T05:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T05:57:13.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>08.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To curb my mahjong addiction, I had to resort to playing Viwawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look what nice tiles I got. If only normally I play can get such nice tiles I'll be damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S3AXd91CaRI/AAAAAAAADO4/-WrsDy3RvtM/s1600-h/mj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S3AXd91CaRI/AAAAAAAADO4/-WrsDy3RvtM/s320/mj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435870553816852754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm "Nan". Already got mouse, cat and my 2 flower.&lt;br /&gt;Together with Hong Zhong (1 tai), Dong Feng (1 tai), Nan Feng (1 tai).&lt;br /&gt;Jiu Wan makes it "Ban Se" (2 tai)&lt;br /&gt;Pong Pong Hu (2 tai)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add up my tiles: 3 + 1 + 1 + 1 + 2 + 2 = 10 TAI !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG!!!!!!!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS?!?!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8906572546125823477?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8906572546125823477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8906572546125823477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/08.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/S3AXd91CaRI/AAAAAAAADO4/-WrsDy3RvtM/s72-c/mj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7083717929138521575</id><published>2010-02-06T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T07:25:01.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>06.02.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's mahjong was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, played until "Nan" then change of players.&lt;br /&gt;Next, one player pulled out then played 3 jiao.&lt;br /&gt;Later on, a new player joined and restarted from "Dong" again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played till 3am. McDonalds FTW for 'breakfast'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cab fare only $5.10 First time so cheap lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7083717929138521575?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7083717929138521575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7083717929138521575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/06.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-5223414856113252982</id><published>2010-02-02T01:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T01:32:56.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>02.10.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er Kang and Zi Wei are freaking disgusting me out of my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their mushy words and chim idioms used for each other are enough to make me nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime there's a scene with the two of them muttering sweet nothings I'll just forward it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROSS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must Zi Wei ALWAYS represent what she wants to say in a song with her zither?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side, sang till 2am last night for only $8 with a nice big room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increasing pressure to do my research paper the right way now. Because I'd done it all wrong previously *cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-5223414856113252982?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5223414856113252982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5223414856113252982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/02/02.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4262298531284028505</id><published>2010-01-31T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:37:13.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>31.01.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The torrent Huan Zhu Ge Ge 1 has completed its download&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 5 days of downloading this 12.5GB worth of HZGG is finally done.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I managed to find English subs for it so no more blind understanding of Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It totally took a big hit in my limited hard disk space though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to transfer all my other dramas and anime to external hard disk to make space for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That stupid Rong Mo Mo and the Empress are pissing me off!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEAN BAD ASSES TO THE CORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why the hell must Chinese come up with so many idioms? Omg I don't understand a single word of their chim idioms and ideology. Totally admire how they managed to place english subs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4262298531284028505?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4262298531284028505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4262298531284028505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/31.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8052564041190517854</id><published>2010-01-23T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T05:27:01.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>23.10.01&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gab told me that one should not boast too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I deleted that post! Although my intention seriously wasn't to boast or anything but if you think that way I'd gladly delete it to prove you wrong! I didn't mean to boast! What stupid delusional mindset you have I have no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played lan at Ken's house today. 2 laptops, 2 computers wired up. The ladies were busy playing WII. Okay not that I'm not a lady but just that I prefer to play with the computer than controlled connecting to a TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffered mild giddiness from too much movement and Ken making his mouse so ultra sensitive to every movement. Now that internship is really over I don't know what to do. Besides carrying out my research paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to find a job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8052564041190517854?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8052564041190517854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8052564041190517854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/23.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7426396681119362335</id><published>2010-01-20T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T17:34:38.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>21.01.10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to cut hair with Penguin last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very unexpectedly, we both ended up with bangs. Don't ask me how. Neither of us planned it. We only planned on trimming it into shape and now it's TOO into shape if you asked me. I look like when I was Sec 3 which is probably a good thing because that's my prettiest shape throughout my whole life (of course I was a lot thinner back then).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I still have no idea how it ended up like this. But I can still split my parting but it looks incredibly weird. Okay I think my fringe will recover when it's time for CNY (think positive)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optician asked Penguin if we were sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH!!!!!!!! SISTERS!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the hair condition she still thought we were sisters. That made me deliriously happy because it seems like I have enough hair to be considered as blood-related to Penguin. And that was after we cut bangs. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internship is ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can finish my work all on Friday, that will be my last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail holidays for you are coming. I'm stretching out to reach you. Wait for me!&lt;br /&gt;(Holidays for a lifetime if I don't find work/continue studies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 DAYS........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7426396681119362335?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7426396681119362335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7426396681119362335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/21.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1337001958166090215</id><published>2010-01-14T04:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T04:42:44.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14.o1.1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now I'm lacking of pages for my portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dumping most of the shits in the Appendix and expanding the sides of the template so I can squeeze in more shits I'm left with 9 pages. So much for the 20 page dropping to 9 now. Now I'm having a headache finding what more I can squeeze into the report to make it a nice 10 page. Because that lack of 1 page makes me feel very insecure for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the research paper, I just merely glimpsed through the rest and immediately decided on MICE. I hope I made the right decision though. I can feel that this is going to be one tough module to do because I hate researching man! But at least I get to slack at home and wake up whenever I want so that's good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internship is finally coming to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought all the chocolates and sweets ready to distribute to fellow colleages (not that I'm close to them but they've been giving me so many snacks in the past few weeks especially since they came back from holiday so I must return their kindness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my manager a more expensive chocolate than the rest. This is because when I pass him the present I will be passing him my appraisal form as well. So I really do hope he likes the chocolate enough to give me a good grade HAHAHA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still relishing at the thought of freedom in a week or so when I can say GOODBYE to waking up at 7am in the morning. And going for overseas trip after graduation with poly peeps! Oh man so damn anticipating the end of internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will never want to work ever again.&lt;br /&gt;It's excruciating waking up at 7 seriously. I won't mind studying for life. Unless my job gives me the freedom to wake up in the afternoons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1337001958166090215?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1337001958166090215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1337001958166090215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/14.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-2303710178859107295</id><published>2010-01-12T23:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T23:08:49.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13.o1.1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered I said something bad during Classroom LO session last Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;It never occurred to me that it was bad until just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Helwina: Guys, I won't be the one marking your portfolios. It'll be Zhang Wei so please bear in mind to be tactful in your report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Great I have to change my whole report to simple English now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: Zhang Wei is a tutor from China.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-2303710178859107295?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2303710178859107295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2303710178859107295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/13.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-604269734242570859</id><published>2010-01-10T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T00:57:13.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>11.o1.1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid crazy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take rubber band kanna glared and scolded. How ridiculous!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What you think I want to take? Gold bar is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See I intern then want to bully and make a fuss for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stationary person never come. I know where the rubber bands are. Open a pathetic drawer to find kanna !@#$%^&amp;amp;*()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet if I went to approach the crazy bitch and ask her for rubber band she'll also !@#$%^&amp;amp;*) me for asking her such minor shits. Then when I don't want to trouble anyone self service also kanna !@#$%^&amp;amp;*()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANT ME TO DO?!?!?!?!?!?!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the talk about NAPFA. Good luck Honey on your NAPFA test tomorrow! I'm still very astounded you decided to go for NAPFA hahaha!!! But sadly unlike you, your dear Honey here has absolutely no motivation to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I saw the requirements chart needed to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tp.edu.sg/napfa.pdf"&gt;http://www.tp.edu.sg/napfa.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE HELLO WHAT THE FUCK????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INCLINE PULL UP MINIMUM 5?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T EVEN DO A FUCKING ONE TO SAVE MY LIFE AND I NEED TO DO 5?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having damned internship now where the hell do we find time to train?!?! If we're still schooling yeah I can make the time. But hello, internship now????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the government is CRAZY!!!!!!! Who do they think we are?! As if Singaporean kids are that athletic!!! All we ever do is study and study and study. That's why PE sessions in school only lasts half an hour FOR A WHOLE WEEK!!!!!! And yet their standards are so frigging HIGH!!! Who are they kidding?!??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next to fail is probably standing broad jump. What the hell? 156cm?! I know I used to be able to jump really far but I'm a big ELEPHANT now and hello elephants CANNOT jump!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore will probably suffer an Earthquake if I go for NAPFA.&lt;br /&gt;So my reasons are so justified for not attending. TP should continue to issue me a Certificate that says, "Certificate of Prevention of Earthquake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that'll look nicer in my Portfolio that I saved Singapore from some natural disaster. Sounds cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-604269734242570859?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/604269734242570859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/604269734242570859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/11.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1573802569376221647</id><published>2010-01-09T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:45:57.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1o.o1.1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETED SEASON 1 OF BLOODY MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they didn't exactly followed the entire series of the manga so I'm kinda sad/happy. Because in the manga J was the good guy but he's bad in here. Pfftt.... how dare they turn my J into a murderer when he didn't kill anyone in the manga HUH!?!!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway BLOODY MONDAY SEASON 2 IS COMING OUT IN JAPAN THIS MONTH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see more of my cutie pie Miura Haruma daaaaai suki~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Season 2 Trailer:&lt;br /&gt;(Yes fuck finally they showed a bomb exploding. In CS voice: Terrorists wins! I don't know why but I'm voting for J to win now instead of my cutie pie. Starting to fall in love with J too~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9WMmVkPCgk"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P9WMmVkPCgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P9WMmVkPCgk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG EVERYONE PAUSE AT THE 0:11 !!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pause at 1:00 too. Fuck damn hot la. Fuck!!!! THE GUYS HERE ARE SOOO HOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA THEY TOTALLY MADE A SCENE WHERE HE IS HALF NAKED FOR US TO DROOL HOW NICE OF THE DIRECTOR AND SCRIPTWRITER RIGHT????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*But why does he seem to have a tummy despite his slenderness?!?!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FJo1bq-2O3M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FJo1bq-2O3M&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1573802569376221647?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1573802569376221647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1573802569376221647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/1o.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8996157315396002055</id><published>2010-01-07T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T05:35:45.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o7.o1.1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI I really did manage to survive without lunch for this week!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I was feeding on my Longans the entire time whenever I felt hungry.&lt;br /&gt;This was obviously a damn stupid mistake because I forgot that Longans are heaty. And today I'm suffering from sore throat, scratchy tongue an a nosebleed due to its heatiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn stupid Longans. And by the way, I finished the 3kg of Longans by myself. I thought my family would glutton them up but apparently no one seemed to eat any significant amount of Longans so I ended up eating them all instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for trying to save money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Ken just informed me Longans are very fattening!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so much for my New Year Resolution of slimming down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is starting to crumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT MIURA HARUMA IS SO FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKING CUUUUUUTE!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'M SO CRAZY OVER HIM!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST WATCH BLOODY MONDAY!!! IT'S A JAP DRAMA AND IS DAMN NICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIURA HARUMA IS REALLY REALLY DAMN CUUUUUUUUUTE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE'S THE ONLY ONE THAT CAN MAKE MY HEART GOES DOKI DOKI~~~~&lt;br /&gt;And here are some damn cute photos of him!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ISN'T HE JUST THE CUTEST THING EVER TO EXIST ON EARTH?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*First time I go crazy over idols lol!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh-7GThGI/AAAAAAAADOw/fVUKqLbPRKo/s1600-h/vlcsnap-5017.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh-7GThGI/AAAAAAAADOw/fVUKqLbPRKo/s320/vlcsnap-5017.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423989797369906274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG LOOKS LIKE KAKASHI FROM NARUTO HAHAHAAHHAA!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The expression looks like Natsume from Gakuen Alice as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh-lj7KnI/AAAAAAAADOo/C_oTgeXwh3E/s1600-h/Miura-Haruma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh-lj7KnI/AAAAAAAADOo/C_oTgeXwh3E/s320/Miura-Haruma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423989791588559474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Omg this photo so beng beng SO CUTE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh-U5MVrI/AAAAAAAADOg/dFSb848vVwg/s1600-h/Miura%2BHaruma%2BPhotobook%2B-%2BTabun%2B085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh-U5MVrI/AAAAAAAADOg/dFSb848vVwg/s320/Miura%2BHaruma%2BPhotobook%2B-%2BTabun%2B085.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423989787114362546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey this picture looks like Jereborne!!! Especially with the mole too!!! But no way Jereborne is as cute as Haruma-sama~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh93AyX5I/AAAAAAAADOY/MTbPJLyt3pQ/s1600-h/Miura_Haruma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 279px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh93AyX5I/AAAAAAAADOY/MTbPJLyt3pQ/s320/Miura_Haruma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423989779093151634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8996157315396002055?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8996157315396002055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8996157315396002055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/o7.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/S0Xh-7GThGI/AAAAAAAADOw/fVUKqLbPRKo/s72-c/vlcsnap-5017.png' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7117334861374406086</id><published>2010-01-04T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:12:26.844-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5.o1.1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping lunch from now on!&lt;br /&gt;Now only does it coincide with my determination to cut some fats, it also helps me save money! Everyday I can spent close to $10 just on lunch alone and I have no idea what I eat that accumulates it to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food - $3-$4&lt;br /&gt;Drinks - $1-$2&lt;br /&gt;Snacks - $2-$3&lt;br /&gt;Bread for breakfast - $1-$2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE!!! If I just DON'T GO DOWN for lunch I can save so much money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I'm feeding on the Longans I bought from Bedok 85 last night.&lt;br /&gt;Damn they taste soooo good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 days more for internship to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OMFG I CAN'T WAIT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I can sleep after 2am urgghh!!! Not being able to enjoy my nightlife has been irritating the heck out of me. Morning life is so BORING!!!! What's the fun in seeing the crows making a big fuss in the morning and birds chirping noisily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all you hear at night is SILENCE.&lt;br /&gt;And more silence. And when you gaze out into the sky, it's pitch darkness with an occasional glitter of a star. Seeing that you're the only one still awake at 5am in the whole neighbourhood while others snore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that, is GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO HAVE MY NIGHTLIFE BACK IN 19 DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7117334861374406086?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7117334861374406086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7117334861374406086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/5.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-5624447047014143008</id><published>2010-01-02T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:03:35.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o3.o1.1o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo it's a new year!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so much for my resolutions for losing weight.&lt;br /&gt;I've been eating pizza for breakfast, lunch and dinner since yesterday and it's going to continue today!!! URGH!!! Why must my brother bring home pizza from pizza hut tempting me and my urges?! Plus everyone was eating pizza so I couldn't possibly eat other stuffs other than pizza because there was none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling this is one damned new year resolution that is really hard to fulfil :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-5624447047014143008?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5624447047014143008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/5624447047014143008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2010/01/o3.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-9033844758284482534</id><published>2009-12-29T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:14:34.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3o.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the blink of an eye 2009 is going to be over.&lt;br /&gt;It's so fast. Seriously too fast.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember 30.12.08 when we were playing at Pig's house so vividly.&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible that it's already going to be a new year so soon????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things have happened in these past year.&lt;br /&gt;Things I'm thankful that happened, and things I'm sad it happened.&lt;br /&gt;Whichever it is, it'll always be a blessing to me and I hope that 2010 will be a better year. Afterall, it's always better to look forward to an optimistic year ahead full of hope and future!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack,&lt;br /&gt;my big toe nail finally dropped off on Christmas Day itself. The ironic thing was, I used my own foot to kick my own nail off. And that was how my toe even got injured in the first place, kicking. I think there's something wrong with my right foot. It keeps kicking my left foot's toe unintentionally making it injured and now worse, kicking off the whole nail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about karma. I believe in karma and now I'm suffering for it for laughing at people who had nail-less toes. Now I'm one of them. Laugh at me please. So next time you'll be nail-less too. HEHE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sidetrack,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AVATAR IS THE MOST AWESOME MOVIE EVER!!!!!!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For graphics I mean. That show is so awesome. How the hell did they managed to do the graphics so realistically and just awe-strucking (I created this word)?!?! With that said, it's a good movie that everyone should definitely watch in 3D. 2D is useless if you want to see how spectacular the graphics are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another sidetrack,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this fucking internship to end. I have less than 7hours of sleep a day (which is really very very little sleep for me) and I have to tolerate this insufficient sleep for a month longer. The minute I hit the bed = SNORE SNORE SNORE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I have yet to oversleep my stop in the MRT while I'm snooooring away.&lt;br /&gt;But if this continues, confirm got one day sure oversleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-9033844758284482534?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/9033844758284482534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/9033844758284482534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/3o.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-4805122822094866986</id><published>2009-12-25T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:16:09.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>26.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get really pissed with girls who usually DON'T game, suddenly get all so enthusiastic with gaming all of a sudden with the current L4D2 trend that everyone is playing. It irks me to hell to see noob bitches yelling their heads off in the lanshop when a fucking zombie approaches them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Fuck your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How desperate can you get for seeking attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And worse, there are those idiots who even buys the L4D2 CD and starts posing pictures with it.&lt;br /&gt;Like, hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? You think you're a fucking model? Modeling with an L4D2 CD cover, how pathetic is that seriously? Too pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are those who updates their status almost every minute exclaiming,&lt;br /&gt;"Playing L4D2 advanced. Hard!"&lt;br /&gt;"Getting giddy from playing L4D2"&lt;br /&gt;"Died in the third stage :( "&lt;br /&gt;"Help my L4D2 steam can't seem to connect"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;JUST FUCKING SHUT UP!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE WHAT THE FUCK I WANT TO KNOW?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're having problems go to the fucking forums and ask for help. Not ask in damned Facebook status updates. God it is fucking annoying me to hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;These girls are SO PATHETIC. Obviously they don't game.&lt;br /&gt;So why bother to pretend to be in the gaming world when they obviously are NOT!&lt;br /&gt;God this is so insulting to me and the female gender. How embarrassing can they act?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls who game DO NOT whine on Facebook nor pose with stupid famous games cover.&lt;br /&gt;If they like to seek attention so much, why don't they just wear a shirt that says,"I PLAY L4D2" and strut around Orchard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big deal about L4D2. It's just another popular game.&lt;br /&gt;I don't see the big deal about announcing that you A GIRL is playing supposedly said "guy" games. If that's the case, I have hundreds of games that I play to announce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo Christmas is over~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great and faaaaantastico time with GC and Animal Kingdom mates :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I won't forget the drink pouring match on the Eve! HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hail to T.C. uber wet king :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now Christmas is over.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what a loser I was. I was so tired last night that I forgot to set my handphone alarm and was late for work. Had no idea but my Dad suddenly woke up at 8.30am and woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. So I was weighing the scales if I should take cab or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take cab = $15&lt;br /&gt;Take MRT = Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If take MRT, late for 30min.&lt;br /&gt;Late for 30min = cut $2 of my pathetic pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH WHAT THE FUCK MAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I just laughed and said in my head,"Damn fuck I'll be late. Who gives a bloody damn.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fucking company.&lt;br /&gt;Hate internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time I was late.&lt;br /&gt;Still can't believe I forgot to set my alarm.&lt;br /&gt;Really uber tired last night already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I'm going to survive the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;Going out with GC gang later. Sunday going to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP SLEEP LACK OF SLEEP THIS LITTLE PRINCESS NEEDS SLEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-4805122822094866986?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4805122822094866986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/4805122822094866986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/26.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-8998611943027866505</id><published>2009-12-23T20:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:39:57.842-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>24.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING CHEENA COMPANY NO HALF DAY ON CHRISTMAS EVE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGGGHHH I'M SO PISSED TTM!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay everyone PLEASE STOP FACEBOOKING ME THAT YOU GUYS HAVE HALF DAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;There's a limit to my endurance.&lt;br /&gt;And this stupid fucking company pissing me off my limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN NO CHRISTMAS EVE halfday?!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao. Even New Year also no half day.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL NEVER WORK FOR A FUCKING CHEENA COMPANY EVER AGAIN!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Like hell I care CNY the company close for 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;I CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS MORE THAN CNY CAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternoon Xmas Eve plans begone~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English rules.&lt;br /&gt;Ang moh companies will be my type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One month until the end of internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;F------------K!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-8998611943027866505?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8998611943027866505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/8998611943027866505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/24.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-2604662654042721972</id><published>2009-12-19T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:16:03.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>20.12.09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. Eyelid bitten by mosquito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is damn annoying.&lt;br /&gt;It's fucking swollen and I look hideous.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-2604662654042721972?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2604662654042721972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2604662654042721972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/20.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-2082586366658804041</id><published>2009-12-13T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T03:15:04.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait until the end of internship.&lt;br /&gt;It's sucking me dry and I'm exhausted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to J's house to play Wii. Went to play L4DII after that.&lt;br /&gt;This time got a headache playing it due to lack of sleep previously I guess.&lt;br /&gt;And what with spinning all angles around, I think I nearly puked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I becoming old?&lt;br /&gt;Can only last a few hours playing first view gaming.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, if that's the case I'm going to lose my gaming life.&lt;br /&gt;And that sucks. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all still waiting for Diablo III to come out.&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating it loads alright. But I've got to get a better com with better specs first.&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm also saving up for an Iphone so I can Mousehunt anytime, anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with the overseas trips after graduation, I need an estimated $3000 to get what I want now. Hohoho wonder how long will I ever complete my wish list. By the time I complete the old one, a new wishlist appears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so hooked up back to Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;Like I can't fucking believe it myself. I thought Naruto was old school until dumb Nathan started telling me stories the truth about Itachi and the Uchiha clan and I was just SOOOOOO DAMN INTERESTED I had to absolutely read the manga to find out what happened!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IN THE END!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm re-reading the WHOLE MANGA and re-watching the WHOLE ANIME series.&lt;br /&gt;Screw it.&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-2082586366658804041?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2082586366658804041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/2082586366658804041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/13.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-3724505242602986743</id><published>2009-12-07T17:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T05:59:40.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o8.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg. I can only say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I decided to wear black jeans today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have expected it to come during a bloody train ride?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the adjective BLOODY is ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: First day I decided to try "it". I think it's better than the old way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG THIS IS SO COOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOGGLE FINALLY LAUNCHED IT'S NEW STREET WALK MAP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even started work at 10am because I'm too busy "walking" around Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I even visited Hippo's house and waved to Jason's jungle of trees in this garden.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO COOL LA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who lives in terrace houses please give me your address.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sneak a peek of it REAL LIFE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.sg/maps/mpl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;moduleurl=http://maps.google.com/help/maps/streetview/mapplet.html&amp;amp;mapclient=google&amp;amp;f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;utm_campaign=en&amp;amp;utm_medium=ha&amp;amp;utm_source=en-ha-apac-sg-sk-svn"&gt;http://maps.google.com.sg/maps/mpl?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;moduleurl=http://maps.google.com/help/maps/streetview/mapplet.html&amp;amp;mapclient=google&amp;amp;f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;utm_campaign=en&amp;amp;utm_medium=ha&amp;amp;utm_source=en-ha-apac-sg-sk-svn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to navigate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Type address in search bar&lt;br /&gt;2. Once speech bubble appears click on the A&lt;br /&gt;3. Press street view&lt;br /&gt;7. And there you have it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY WALKING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS SO FUN!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-3724505242602986743?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3724505242602986743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/3724505242602986743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/o8.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-938155427004608189</id><published>2009-12-06T18:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:08:57.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o7.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I was doing my bloody stupid data entry job at work today and as usual I like to kaypo through their documents to see what expenses they are paying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT I FOUND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I saw made me so bloody pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, the hired a part time staff to do THIS FUCKING SIMILAR DATA ENTRY and guess how much that bloody bastard was paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$12.50/h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. FUCKING DEEP SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a good mind to take that document and whine to my manager considering he's the one who signed his pay. BOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO?? I'm paid a measly $3/h HERE?!?!&lt;br /&gt;When they can bloody well afford someone else to key this same old shit data entry for $12.50/h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;Fucking destroy this company. IT SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell. I saw his Time In Time Out and they even pay for his lunch breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Hell this is so unfair.&lt;br /&gt;I really hate this stingy company to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That idiot almost earned a $1000 in less than a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$12.50/h TO KEY THE SAME SHIT I'M DOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-938155427004608189?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/938155427004608189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/938155427004608189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/o7.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-9158060827069194890</id><published>2009-12-06T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T08:51:05.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o6.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong session at Pig's house today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weili is damn unlucky today. She only won like TWICE out of the whole round?&lt;br /&gt;Just can't seem to win. At first, me and Sabby keep winning continuously.&lt;br /&gt;After the pizza delivery came (so much for wanting to diet), the Pig kept winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day the Pig won the most followed by me.&lt;br /&gt;Poor darling lost the most of up to $9.&lt;br /&gt;But I see her so damn broke I just told her to carry my laptop casing to the bus stop for me and I'll rub off the debt. Nice of me right? HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think the Pig was so scared to hear when we were playing money that she even wanted her brother to play for her. In the end WIN WIN WIN. Talk about beginner's luck! It really works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work starts tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Damn Monday blues. Hate working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck internship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-9158060827069194890?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/9158060827069194890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/9158060827069194890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/o6.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-130370846896226063</id><published>2009-12-04T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T07:03:22.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o4.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with polykakis after a long time at Bedok 85 today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my stomach has really expanded since working here. All I ever get to do while working is eat and... facebook I guess? I'm so going to run every single day once internship is over to get back in shape. Or whatever that I even had in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today without Andy around, Wanyu's mouth was unstoppable.&lt;br /&gt;I really need Andy around to control Wanyu.&lt;br /&gt;Please come for all dinners next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed about going overseas but have yet to settle on a place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we go Genting/KL pluueeaase??&lt;br /&gt;*blinks eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to a theme park :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to celebrate end of A levels with half of Animal Kingdom yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat a Chinese Restaurant in Chinatown introduced by Penguin and the food was really damn good and hell cheap! And also, hell spicy. The bill totaled to around $10 per person only and the food was really really a loooooot~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTV at Teo Heng after that at Katong till 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody tired but damn enjoyed ourselves thoroughly :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Mahjong Day wheee~&lt;br /&gt;I'm prepared to lose with two mahjong Gods around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-130370846896226063?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/130370846896226063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/130370846896226063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/o4.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-7862959826861901849</id><published>2009-12-01T23:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T05:49:34.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o2.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T EVEN WHINE ON MY OWN FB WITHOUT LETTING MY BROTHER TELL ON ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FML.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/SxYXZAKUwII/AAAAAAAADOQ/UEIzvsJ_5Y4/s1600-h/FML.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i3JreYUcF7M/SxYXZAKUwII/AAAAAAAADOQ/UEIzvsJ_5Y4/s320/FML.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410537720639701122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-7862959826861901849?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7862959826861901849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/7862959826861901849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/o2.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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/_i3JreYUcF7M/SxYXZAKUwII/AAAAAAAADOQ/UEIzvsJ_5Y4/s72-c/FML.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1060278455518162579.post-1617850998354659429</id><published>2009-12-01T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:20:52.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o1.12.o9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I really think my manager is very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before he went for lunch he walked past my desk and asked me,&lt;br /&gt;"Why did you come to work today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got like shocked thinking, I'm not supposed to work today???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked,"Huh? I'm not supposed to work today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he said,"You can take MC right? Then got nice long holiday for you. You haven't even taken one MC yet!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was just stunned there with my brain racking,&lt;br /&gt;Did my manager just ask me to take MC for fun???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1060278455518162579-1617850998354659429?l=theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1617850998354659429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1060278455518162579/posts/default/1617850998354659429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theuntouchedmannequin.blogspot.com/2009/12/o1.html' title=''/><author><name>veralyn</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></entry></feed>
