<?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-36481576</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:21:29.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hotchocolate&amp;honey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-9124013960048150949</id><published>2008-05-11T12:17:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:24:53.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hotchocolate&amp;honey: epilogue</title><content type='html'>I guess I don't need an online dairy anymore... I've simply grown out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life for me has changed much ever since I left school. And because this is my last entry, I'd like to note a few things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn will be missed by me when she stops working in the office.&lt;br /&gt;My 4th year anniversary with Wan is this June25th. Honestly, I think he's my prospective life partner and the account is growing, slow but steady.&lt;br /&gt;I still get to meet some close friends despite long working hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish to pass my driving license by this year. My Pa's support is greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;I really, really wish to resume my studies and meet new people next year. Pencil case is already packed as of today, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Mother's day tomorrow. Got my Mom a bouquet last night since she likes flowers. Well she didn't know how much I appreciate it when she makes my breakfast every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the day my cousin comes back from Bejing is anticipated, which is in June and by then my lil sis will probably be in Siem Reap for her history trip. Pray they'll have a safe flight and bon voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how things go from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-9124013960048150949?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/9124013960048150949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=9124013960048150949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9124013960048150949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9124013960048150949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbye.html' title='hotchocolate&amp;honey: epilogue'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-9018423362451027621</id><published>2008-04-06T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T01:30:05.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>repeating: la valse d'amelie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Saturday, 5th April 2008: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met his parents. Not only the parents, the family. First time in like, almost 4 years. Wan's dad calls me ah moi and his mom has a very friendly face. I spoke to his sister most of the time, she's only a year younger than me. His family looks like such fun people. Had dinner outside, then went to his older sister's place which had a really nice game room where we played fooseball. I looked like I was barbecuing the plastic soccer dummies! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of how apart my family is. I got to admit they aren't very enthusiastic people, only parking their asses in front of the tv every evening... but thank goodness for my dog. He's makes the home more interesting with him barking every once in a while. I think I might have to get used to Wan's family gatherings, if necessary, cause its not the norm for me here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-9018423362451027621?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/9018423362451027621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=9018423362451027621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9018423362451027621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9018423362451027621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/04/repeating-la-valse-damelie.html' title='repeating: la valse d&apos;amelie'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3095739991869237056</id><published>2008-03-25T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:10:49.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three years and three quarter of a year and counting and...</title><content type='html'>It's the 3rd year and 9 month anniversary for my guy and I. Therefore I shall wish us a happy anniversary, and  along with that I wish for a new cool gadget, excluding any sort of  battery operated things or foreign tools... TY N ILU.&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/36481576-3095739991869237056?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3095739991869237056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3095739991869237056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3095739991869237056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3095739991869237056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/03/three-years-and-three-quarter-of-year.html' title='three years and three quarter of a year and counting and...'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2452327414941555159</id><published>2008-03-24T23:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:11:54.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soch nonsense</title><content type='html'>I have already showered and am in my pink furry suit meow. Keeps me warm and cozy in this weather. And I have just arranged the pictures the way I like in the previous post, since I have soch time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI. Soch= So+much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and and and... I love u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2452327414941555159?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2452327414941555159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2452327414941555159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2452327414941555159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2452327414941555159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/03/soch-nonsense.html' title='soch nonsense'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4413104429477113737</id><published>2008-03-24T00:48:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T23:15:21.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greenhouse cafe and movies</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday we had dinner at the Greenhouse Cafe and watched Step up2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef lasagne: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; particularly my favourite... cos I'm not really a tomato fan. (Snail, take note uh! :) Hehe. I ordered it cos of the beefy beef. I like beef. However my palates thought the tomato soup doesn't taste as tomato-ish as I had imagined...so its not bad after all. I was hoping they had clam chowder for soup of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKq-hcYEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/3abM25yRm2U/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKq-hcYEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/3abM25yRm2U/s320/DSC00097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180980892278743106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKr-hcYII/AAAAAAAAAk8/B6X0OhJSN_o/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKr-hcYII/AAAAAAAAAk8/B6X0OhJSN_o/s320/DSC00100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180980909458612354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fries were yummy. The texture, thickness and crispiness all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKruhcYHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ya6oVkDRt2U/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKruhcYHI/AAAAAAAAAk0/ya6oVkDRt2U/s320/DSC00102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180980905163645042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup that's my doe eyed friend Fadilah/Elsha/ Snail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKruhcYGI/AAAAAAAAAks/5nphHVQL7bA/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKruhcYGI/AAAAAAAAAks/5nphHVQL7bA/s320/DSC00096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180980905163645026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to eat the garnish for sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKrehcYFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/hC1fufm43oE/s1600-h/DSC00099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKrehcYFI/AAAAAAAAAkk/hC1fufm43oE/s320/DSC00099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180980900868677714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had time to arrange my pictures in perfect order, haha. But unfortunately its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; late and I gotta go to bed. Like NOW?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4413104429477113737?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4413104429477113737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4413104429477113737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4413104429477113737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4413104429477113737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/03/greenhouse-cafe-and-movies.html' title='greenhouse cafe and movies'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R-aKq-hcYEI/AAAAAAAAAkc/3abM25yRm2U/s72-c/DSC00097.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1164542650761864996</id><published>2008-03-11T23:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:05:01.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend flea market shopping and hopping</title><content type='html'>I don't use 'hopping' for no reason nor rhyme... Geraldine and I did hop from one flea market to another and then another. Three flea markets in total, in one Saturday. And I've got to say that the one at Zouk had many (costly) things that are nice to see, but not mine to touch. Even the Bachelors. HAHA. However I did encourage Geraldine to do what I might do if I were still single...Use those coupons to get what you want! Lime flea market was the most satisfying for me, since I got most of my stuff there. For showing off purposes, I have listed the things I got from flea market shopping below. Outrageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zara sheer blouse 3.50&lt;br /&gt;Zara skirt 2.00&lt;br /&gt;Zara satin pants 10.00&lt;br /&gt;Topshop blouse 1.00&lt;br /&gt;Phuture London top (Very lovely) 2.00&lt;br /&gt;a brandless dress 10.00&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Perkins blouse, 2 pieces (Very very lovely) 13.00&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1164542650761864996?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1164542650761864996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1164542650761864996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1164542650761864996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1164542650761864996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/03/weekend-flea-market-shopping-and.html' title='weekend flea market shopping and hopping'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1665592958087723182</id><published>2008-03-07T23:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T00:38:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the process of turning into a vanilla souffle</title><content type='html'>I went through more than half of February without updating this blog. Odd enough I'm losing touch with the internet world, having difficulties keeping up with the latest music &amp;amp; trend...travelling back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall watch 10,000 B.C next week. I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone understand what being employed full-time does to a person? People like me are being kept away from direct sunlight, stored in a cool, dry place... completely holed up in the office. I could get really pale if not for the one hour's dose of sunlight during lunchtime. And I feed myself a lot. I'm 43 now, according to the reading from the weighing scale at Rina's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now am I complaining? no... 2 kg is not bad news. Unless it shows at my belly. However I think I haven't been excercising for quite sometime, and so for the sake of keeping healthy and fit I think I might start jogging soon. I'm getting sleepy now. But still I'm going off to park myself in front of the TV downstairs... It's the weekend anyway...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1665592958087723182?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1665592958087723182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1665592958087723182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1665592958087723182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1665592958087723182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/03/oddball.html' title='the process of turning into a vanilla souffle'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3102224590766611821</id><published>2008-02-12T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:09:46.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rarely am i home on tuesday afternoons</title><content type='html'>Alright but I'm going back to work tomorrow, 9 to 11 am, then there will be a cny opening celebration,  following a company lunch... that's about it! Wonderful. And by the way, I have read (&amp;amp; skimmed through some parts) The Secret History by Donna Tartt.  Not exactly my preferred genre, but I say its beautifully written, not your typical kind of thriller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3102224590766611821?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3102224590766611821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3102224590766611821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3102224590766611821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3102224590766611821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/rarely-am-i-home-on-tuesday-afternoons.html' title='rarely am i home on tuesday afternoons'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4179967669017292019</id><published>2008-02-10T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T16:18:37.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those dancing days are gone</title><content type='html'>Come, let me sing into your ear;&lt;br /&gt;Those dancing days are gone,&lt;br /&gt;All that silk and satin gear;&lt;br /&gt;Crouch upon a stone,&lt;br /&gt;Wrapping that foul body up&lt;br /&gt;In as foul a rag:&lt;br /&gt;I carry the sun in a golden cup.&lt;br /&gt;The moon in a silver bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse as you may I sing it through;&lt;br /&gt;What matter if the knave&lt;br /&gt;That the most could pleasure you,&lt;br /&gt;The children that he gave,&lt;br /&gt;Are somewhere sleeping like a top&lt;br /&gt;Under a marble flag?&lt;br /&gt;I carry the sun in a golden cup.&lt;br /&gt;The moon in a silver bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it out this very day.&lt;br /&gt;Noon upon the clock,&lt;br /&gt;A man may put pretence away&lt;br /&gt;Who leans upon a stick,&lt;br /&gt;May sing, and sing until he drop,&lt;br /&gt;Whether to maid or hag:&lt;br /&gt;I carry the sun in a golden cup,&lt;br /&gt;The moon in a silver bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poem by William Butler Yeats &amp;amp; made into music by Carla Bruni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4179967669017292019?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4179967669017292019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4179967669017292019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4179967669017292019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4179967669017292019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/those-little-things.html' title='those dancing days are gone'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7823686918749412925</id><published>2008-02-09T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:13:51.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saccharine sweet smile</title><content type='html'>I saw my  darling Onghui and Sinne last night, which made me happy alright. Sinne's pup had won my heart with his tiny stub of a tail and his cuddly, raisin-eating, puppy eyed face... as compared to my carnivorous dog. Haha. Nevertheless I still love my mongrel, when he's all nice and behaving like a domesticated animal. And I got a few welcome and goodbye hugs from Onghui, which made me feel so loved. I needed hugs after all, can't live without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I realised I haven't been reading for quite a while. Time for me to have a good dose of literature! Hold on while I scan through my pathetic book shelve... How bout a Jane Austen? Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice? I've been wanting to read The Secret History by Donna Tartt, but the contents of the book seemed way too... advanced. Is it the book or is it just my declining brain cells, the consequence of leaving school prematurely?! I wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7823686918749412925?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7823686918749412925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7823686918749412925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7823686918749412925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7823686918749412925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/saccharine-sweet-smile.html' title='saccharine sweet smile'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-262628237827267611</id><published>2008-02-08T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:45:34.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't lose focus</title><content type='html'>Like I said a few months back, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have already had in mind what to do, where to go. &lt;span&gt;All I need now is the effort and constancy to execute them. There may be some setbacks along the way but I cannot afford to let myself down repetitively, especially when time is running short.&lt;/span&gt; My goodness I must start working on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-262628237827267611?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/262628237827267611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=262628237827267611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/262628237827267611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/262628237827267611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/diploma-in-hospitality-and-tourism.html' title='don&apos;t lose focus'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6775723716916757576</id><published>2008-02-08T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T03:00:17.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its friesday</title><content type='html'>I hope I get to see my cousins today. I'm dying of loneliness, my heart feels like its breaking into pieces, I miss the company of girls around me (other than my mom or sister). It's quite impossible for me to be completely happy without being with girls every now and then, this I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-6775723716916757576?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6775723716916757576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6775723716916757576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6775723716916757576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6775723716916757576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-friesday.html' title='its friesday'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-305212750468215819</id><published>2008-02-07T12:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:39:07.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crank</title><content type='html'>Wonder what my family is doing, still at home! Boring... I shall continue sewing the hem of my polka dot dress. Nothing is fun these days. I suddenly recalled how we have to 'bring our colourful skipping ropes for PE' in Primary school. That's stupid. Skipping ropes are stupid period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALDO silver heels, Check. An early V'day gift from the boyfriend, so nice of him.&lt;br /&gt;Chomel clutch bag, Check. To go with my outfit, yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied... Happy Lunar New Year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-305212750468215819?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/305212750468215819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=305212750468215819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/305212750468215819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/305212750468215819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/crank.html' title='the crank'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-5399315677392156260</id><published>2008-02-05T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T17:13:28.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the eve of the eve (?)</title><content type='html'>Hello there. Exactly one and a half hours to get off work! Hmm I have one more task complete, that is writing a few birthday cards to people whom I've never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking, how bout going for a hair wash &amp;amp; blow later. I'd like to have a salon styled coiffure. Alright I'm not going to spend money for a reason as nonsensical as this... I shall go to Town, get a pair of silver heels and a clutch to go with my newly bought blue satin dress. Then I'll meet the boyfriend for more shopping. His shopping. Speaking of which I hope he has asked his mom to help alter that creme top I'm dying to wear... Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I owe his mom something for that, like a homemade pie or what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-5399315677392156260?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5399315677392156260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=5399315677392156260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5399315677392156260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5399315677392156260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/eve-of-eve.html' title='the eve of the eve (?)'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1041445534223178055</id><published>2008-02-04T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T16:37:57.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>biscuit</title><content type='html'>Good morning, I'm just seeking a bit of thrill while being left alone in the office... Nothing bad, only having a little mischieve. And so I met Geraldine over the weekends for a therapeutic shopping spree since my boss was kind enough to give me an early and a very generous red packet. I bought myself some clothes, bedroom robes, a new hairstyle, a bit of this and that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1041445534223178055?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1041445534223178055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1041445534223178055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1041445534223178055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1041445534223178055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/02/with-tea-biscuits.html' title='biscuit'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1043723163118254451</id><published>2008-01-27T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T02:52:21.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paisely bedsheets</title><content type='html'>Just another Sunday afternoon. With my morning breath and unwashed hair, I'm here surfing the internet, looking for my miracle, thinking of and calculating ways to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a weekly habit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1043723163118254451?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1043723163118254451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1043723163118254451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1043723163118254451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1043723163118254451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-day.html' title='paisely bedsheets'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2040807736545667900</id><published>2008-01-20T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T02:26:25.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time to go to baaad</title><content type='html'>Nice smelling Johnson&amp;amp;Johnson's baby bath soap... Good night sleep tight! Hmm I hope I won't have that dream again, where I was stuck on a scary island that's "soooo far away from human civilisation that anyone who goes there becomes a zombie". Last night was the second time I had that dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2040807736545667900?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2040807736545667900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2040807736545667900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2040807736545667900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2040807736545667900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/01/line-or-two-before-going-to-bed.html' title='time to go to baaad'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-838946994563823231</id><published>2008-01-08T23:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:22:37.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money makes money</title><content type='html'>Monday... Work was so-so, then I met Snail (who recently hurt her ankle) for dinner and we simply had a good laugh. I think she looks too cute while limping and its really funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was a workaholic, new record of spending 11 hours in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I just had to go home and have nice home cooked dinner in front of the TV and watch CSI Miami, the hot, HOT show. I'm not describing the characters as hot but its the storyline that's so sexy and smart and original and refreshing! I wouldn't give the CSI Miami series a meager 5 popcorn rating. I'll give it a large popcorn rating (the bag kind you know)... Hmm but I think there's another show that's way hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One filled popcorn machine goes to Prison Break! Anyone should know why... the show is already so good, plus a damn fine Michael Scoffield. OoohhHottt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright good night cyberspace,  and to my bed, here I come. Oh wait, shower first heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-838946994563823231?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/838946994563823231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=838946994563823231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/838946994563823231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/838946994563823231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/01/money-makes-me-makes-money.html' title='money makes money'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8639650254254200015</id><published>2008-01-05T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:23:24.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tea or coffee?</title><content type='html'>He is taking up two jobs right now, and doing something else extra that earns him more money. He makes me happy, not because of what he could be earning but the thought of him wanting to plan for the future. That's very sweet of him...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-8639650254254200015?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8639650254254200015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8639650254254200015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8639650254254200015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8639650254254200015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/01/tea-or-coffee.html' title='tea or coffee?'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3887279408960473697</id><published>2008-01-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T15:25:58.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thought</title><content type='html'>I'm still having my holidays at this point of time. Feels wierd... hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3887279408960473697?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3887279408960473697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3887279408960473697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3887279408960473697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3887279408960473697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2008/01/holiday-days.html' title='a thought'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7546917004135937988</id><published>2007-12-31T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:35:28.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year's eve</title><content type='html'>Omg I have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping too much lately. Way.Too.Much.Over.The.Limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to fish and co. at paragon (lots of new eating places!)with my two crazy friends yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP4B2yLII/AAAAAAAAAjg/dqFrOvB4nbo/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP4B2yLII/AAAAAAAAAjg/dqFrOvB4nbo/s320/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149813260399291522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP4R2yLJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/OKkS_gzKsqU/s1600-h/DSC00262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP4R2yLJI/AAAAAAAAAjo/OKkS_gzKsqU/s320/DSC00262.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149813264694258834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP4x2yLKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/E47CzDGJI4E/s1600-h/DSC00261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP4x2yLKI/AAAAAAAAAjw/E47CzDGJI4E/s320/DSC00261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149813273284193442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having long talks over coffee, teas, mochas, chocolate danish and potato salad, with my cousins the day before yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fQIh2yLNI/AAAAAAAAAkI/8IKfUzKnjY4/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fQIh2yLNI/AAAAAAAAAkI/8IKfUzKnjY4/s320/DSC00223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149813543867133138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPKx2yLEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/G931kuwBDFw/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPKx2yLEI/AAAAAAAAAjA/G931kuwBDFw/s320/DSC00218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149812483010210882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPLB2yLGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1ggBBOAwgvk/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPLB2yLGI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/1ggBBOAwgvk/s320/DSC00230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149812487305178210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPLB2yLFI/AAAAAAAAAjI/j7lPYc3JjxY/s1600-h/DSC00240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPLB2yLFI/AAAAAAAAAjI/j7lPYc3JjxY/s320/DSC00240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149812487305178194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the playground with Wan sometime last week, before he leaves for a trip with his friends to malacca and probably decides not to come back. He's still NOT back yet, despite telling me countless of times that he'll be back YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP5B2yLMI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vqKORiiprwM/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP5B2yLMI/AAAAAAAAAkA/vqKORiiprwM/s320/DSC00197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149813277579160770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPKR2yLDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/YCa6QIOKgVk/s1600-h/DSC00210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPKR2yLDI/AAAAAAAAAi4/YCa6QIOKgVk/s320/DSC00210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149812474420276274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking pictures by myself. I'll admit I take pictures of myself to see how photogenic I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPLR2yLHI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HS-CcZqemJI/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPLR2yLHI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HS-CcZqemJI/s320/DSC00254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149812491600145522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEYER, Vainpot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fPLR2yLHI/AAAAAAAAAjY/HS-CcZqemJI/s1600-h/DSC00254.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7546917004135937988?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7546917004135937988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7546917004135937988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7546917004135937988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7546917004135937988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-new-years-eve.html' title='happy new year&apos;s eve'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R3fP4B2yLII/AAAAAAAAAjg/dqFrOvB4nbo/s72-c/DSC00256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1877300445942035829</id><published>2007-12-25T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:49:38.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meow, hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've got nothing to type about since I didn't get to do anything (or anything productive at all) and the only reason I'm here is because I found this graphic really cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                                                                               &lt;a href="http://www.glitter-messages.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl10.glitter-graphics.net/pub/387/387200tf7bfql93s.jpg" border="0" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glitter-messages.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1877300445942035829?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1877300445942035829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1877300445942035829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1877300445942035829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1877300445942035829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='meow, hello.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7434811183192696981</id><published>2007-12-23T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:36:26.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazy afternoon</title><content type='html'>Woke up when Wan called, and then I heard the very loud James Blunt tracks being played somewhere near my house. Its loud enough that I can hear the lyrics, but the songs are nice so I wouldn't mind. Suits my afternoon mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're playing Goodbye My Lover now, how sentimental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7434811183192696981?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7434811183192696981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7434811183192696981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7434811183192696981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7434811183192696981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/lazy-dreamy-afternoon.html' title='lazy afternoon'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6554735385663975209</id><published>2007-12-22T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T18:13:02.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend</title><content type='html'>Met up with Wan to catch Geraldine perform at Xenbar, and Jacq and aunty Joy were there too. I've filmed two videos: the first one is amateur HipHop-- my Gdine performing with only 3 days' practice, and the other is the classic as I've seen it countless times during their performances, which is the School Girl Shine. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Very&lt;/span&gt; sexy and a favourite item of mine so please watch the uploaded video. I'm sure Wan enjoyed it more than I do, heheh. And of course some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut things short, the dancers looked so sexy, you couldn't even tell that one is 37 years old, and another 42, mother of two kids. I'm definately Not kidding, they look OUR age. I can't imagine myself looking like that fine twenty years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed at the studio till eleven odd before heading down to Bishan with Gdine to sit and limteh at the coffeeshop, then while walking Gdine to her place we had some really good laugh, before flagging a cab to get both our butts home at 2 in the morning. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4ba8487cfda16ec5&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6554735385663975209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6554735385663975209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6554735385663975209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6554735385663975209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/weekend.html' title='weekend'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R20dih2yK3I/AAAAAAAAAhY/8LbudVkLIY8/s72-c/DSC00154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8349675837748924625</id><published>2007-12-19T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:42:24.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night out</title><content type='html'>As compared to the usual weekdays, I'm home pretty early today, from work. Tomorrow's a holiday so there's no need to go down to the office and that shall be my reason to hit the club tonight... with the boyfriend and a few of his boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to go get ready now ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-8349675837748924625?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8349675837748924625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8349675837748924625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8349675837748924625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8349675837748924625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/night-out.html' title='night out'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-499533510166503274</id><published>2007-12-18T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T02:47:12.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>town till an hour past ten</title><content type='html'>Like I said, sushi dinner, tete-a-tete, ice cream sharing and tons of laughter all with the crazy  gorgeous bunch on a Monday night. Nothing beats having great company especially after a frustrating day at work. Suyun is going to Beijing for half a year for some attachment thing in about a months' time. She's going to be missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her eat salmon sashimi today, just a small bit of raw meat. And dinner was so fun, never ending jokes and endlessly ordering ala carte from the menu until the bill was almost a hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9lR2yKxI/AAAAAAAAAgo/qABC237lY-U/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9lR2yKxI/AAAAAAAAAgo/qABC237lY-U/s320/DSC00143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145008072463362834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My smart &amp;amp; beautiful cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9lh2yKyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/JOrGurVQlsg/s1600-h/DSC00138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9lh2yKyI/AAAAAAAAAgw/JOrGurVQlsg/s320/DSC00138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145008076758330146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love raw salmon that swims in your mouth. Yes you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9lx2yKzI/AAAAAAAAAg4/tAal-8GL5pU/s1600-h/DSC00141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9lx2yKzI/AAAAAAAAAg4/tAal-8GL5pU/s320/DSC00141.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145008081053297458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meat meAT MEAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9mB2yK0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/RcW03nX7ctI/s1600-h/DSC00146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9mB2yK0I/AAAAAAAAAhA/RcW03nX7ctI/s320/DSC00146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145008085348264770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think the second one from left is a potential flight stewardess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9mB2yK1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/3tY3hIiAOvM/s1600-h/DSC00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9mB2yK1I/AAAAAAAAAhI/3tY3hIiAOvM/s320/DSC00151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145008085348264786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at our table. That's about how a 96 dollar sushi dinner looks like (after finishing up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2bAfx2yK2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MIrdMEMJ3fg/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2bAfx2yK2I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/MIrdMEMJ3fg/s320/DSC00150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145011276508965730" 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/36481576-499533510166503274?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/499533510166503274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=499533510166503274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/499533510166503274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/499533510166503274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/town-till-hour-past-ten.html' title='town till an hour past ten'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/R2a9lR2yKxI/AAAAAAAAAgo/qABC237lY-U/s72-c/DSC00143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6969752730129050883</id><published>2007-12-16T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T20:44:51.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby i'm back</title><content type='html'>I'm BAAAACCCKK. No internet for 2 weeks is quite a torture. 59 unread mails, pictures not loaded... And my online diary is becoming reader-less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevermind, here's a short update of what I've been up to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Something not to be missed out in my entry, the word is FREE BUFFET. Abalone, Oysters, Sashimi, all you can eat. At a post-meeting lunch at Grand Copthorne hotel. Expenses paid by the one I work for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking on the phone with Rina and Butt and occasionally Fad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING&lt;br /&gt;ShOpPiNg&lt;br /&gt;shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pressin' my atm password for the last few days like as if there's no tomorrow. So I'm giving myself a dateline to stop spending and that will be on Tuesday, since I'll be in town after work on monday night for some sushi dinner with my dearest cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my beloved butt is back from Japan, can't wait to see her! Lastly, I hope Wan gets well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-6969752730129050883?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6969752730129050883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6969752730129050883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6969752730129050883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6969752730129050883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/baby-im-back.html' title='Baby i&apos;m back'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7289815372467204590</id><published>2007-12-02T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T15:05:35.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mono</title><content type='html'>My first paycheck on friday night alright. But if you're thinking of robbing me, I wouldn't have that much to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, I just bought a pot of plant to take care of. It's nice to watch those small purple buds blooming by my bedroom window. Quite relaxing and pleasing to the eye. I can imagine myself being one of those tiny flowers bathing in the sun, like having a summer holiday in the Maldives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7289815372467204590?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7289815372467204590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7289815372467204590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7289815372467204590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7289815372467204590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/12/mono.html' title='mono'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6638149286280703735</id><published>2007-11-27T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T01:56:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>candy thievery</title><content type='html'>I've been living on unhealthy snacks in the office, and out of much stress from my workload, I finished up the chocolate wafers in the fridge below my desk... but those wafers aren't mine. I'm getting replacements before wednesday when my colleague comes back to work. (Lesson learnt: never touch what's not yours!) And when I say I've been living on snacks that fatten me up, its not good news. I just sort of lost my appetite for dinner these few days. Very very bad. Chocolate wafers, egg tart and some sushi made my dinner today... at least I included some rice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie marathon with Elsh last saturday was some good old fun, will be making time for her again this week, soon. And not to mention the bird who forgot her lizard, and a jellybean who went missing, prolly rolled off somewhere... but at the very least I have the boyfriend who knows very well that he has to see me, rain or shine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-6638149286280703735?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6638149286280703735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6638149286280703735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6638149286280703735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6638149286280703735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/11/sweet-tooth.html' title='candy thievery'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3082409769112078548</id><published>2007-11-18T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T14:43:15.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday morning</title><content type='html'>I'm in the mood for fairytales now, feel like watching Cinderella all of a sudden. And it had almost slipped my mind that today's the last day to make a christmas donation to the orphans. Time to dig out my old barbie doll and kiss her goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mr Gim I met for dinner last time, along with his family, called on friday to tell me I've been shortlisted for the job... only to find out that I'm already hired by someone else. Now I feel really bad for accepting his dinner invitation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3082409769112078548?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3082409769112078548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3082409769112078548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3082409769112078548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3082409769112078548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday-morning.html' title='sunday morning'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8564016246720397531</id><published>2007-11-16T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:04:09.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wallflower.</title><content type='html'>Stuck in a rut. At the crossroads. I don't know what to do with life at times. And at times like these no one's showing me guidance. Not my parents... But this is not new, it's always been this way. I'm quite scared though. Feels like I'm losing my grip and losing sight on my goals. I wish I can be so fiercely independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me, what am I doing?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-8564016246720397531?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8564016246720397531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8564016246720397531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8564016246720397531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8564016246720397531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/11/goodbye.html' title='wallflower.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-590565948552436506</id><published>2007-11-05T06:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:09:40.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like that</title><content type='html'>I'm up real early, getting prepared to squeeze into the train later, packed with office clones. Just like canned sardines? Ugh, I'm wishing that I had more holidays to myself since school just ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, holidays are never holidays, unless I have my very own stash of cash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-590565948552436506?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/590565948552436506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=590565948552436506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/590565948552436506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/590565948552436506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-up-real-early-and-ive-got-to-squeeze.html' title='just like that'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7055717151092588685</id><published>2007-11-04T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T02:48:15.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nine to five, time to drive a car</title><content type='html'>From November 5th Monday, I will be officially starting work as a junior secretary at IvanGoh,  AIA. Got hired on the spot yesterday since I had been continuously interviewed and scrutinized for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an hour&lt;/span&gt;. Many drilling questions,  personality test and even a test to see how attentive you are.  I had been asked to rate shapes of squiggles, circles, squares etc according to my preference from 1-5, identify the number of 'f's in a long sentence in 5 seconds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really good at putting up a good 'prospective employee' front. Hope they don't discover my lazy habits... Pardon my cuss, but... Oh my God, I can't afford to be late a single day for work during my three fucking months of probation. That's tough shit for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(DEEEEEP breathing) It's okay its okay its okay.................... I'll handle it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7055717151092588685?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7055717151092588685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7055717151092588685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7055717151092588685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7055717151092588685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/11/nine-to-five-time-to-drive-car.html' title='nine to five, time to drive a car'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4042030484149885988</id><published>2007-11-03T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:10:17.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>entertaining myself</title><content type='html'>Now I channeled some of my negative emotions into doing something seemingly uh, postive... And this is for the friend who suddenly vanished like a ghost a couple of hours ago. (The nick's Birdie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock Knock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NoBirdie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats right, NoBirdie... Laugh now, laugh. Tickle yourself at the armpits if you have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4042030484149885988?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4042030484149885988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4042030484149885988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4042030484149885988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4042030484149885988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-snort.html' title='entertaining myself'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7996307211027151072</id><published>2007-11-03T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:05:19.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there i go</title><content type='html'>Things never turn out to be the way I planned. So why the holy lactating cow am I still planning? I just love to be so organised with my things. When irony is that my sleeping patterns and some areas of my life (private and confidential, sorry) are way messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I didnt sit through 3 hours of maths today. However, I sat through a 1 hour odd train ride from Bishan back to Bishan. Crap what was I thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. And I didn't meet Snail this morning for one last train ride to school together and pass her the belated birthday gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Never met the boyfriend when we had it all planned. To even think that I was excited to watch 'StarDust' today. Poooh! Fraud date he made. I'll never believe him next time. He thinks I'm okay but I'm secretly pissed with him. He has his reason(s) to call off our date, but I have my other reasons to get even madder and even with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm calling off the job I had clinched a week ago, in a few hours' time. To even think that yesterday I was anticipating to start work. Again, I have my reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Dinner with Rina today mysteriously vanished from my schedule. She mysteriously vanished into thin air, its like I've been talking to her ghost all these while (a few hours before our dinner date). Omg... HELLO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I didn't expect to be asked to dine with Mr Gim and his family last night. Because the funny thing is, I barely knew and had never met them before. Mr Gim insisted over the phone that I have dinner with him and his family... when I was supposed to meet him for an interview. Throughout the whole conversation, I could manage to comprehend only half of what he was speaking due to the heavy Korean accent. The eccentricity of the Gims, but in a real nice way though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh snort, this is the only positive thing in my entire entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm not supposed to feel this way especially when school is officially over for me, but I'm really disappointed and sad and alone. And of course, fuming mad when I start to think of certain issues. Then again anyone would rather share your happiness than your sorrows, and I've got nothing useful to offer them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought to myself, what a wonderful world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7996307211027151072?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7996307211027151072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7996307211027151072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7996307211027151072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7996307211027151072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/11/interesting-interview.html' title='there i go'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1275265538637191808</id><published>2007-11-01T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T11:01:23.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>old polaroids, reminisce.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-99.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="width: 400px; 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(esp chaussures à hauts talons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span onclick="dr4sdgryt(event)"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Only shoe lovers will understand how much satisfaction and contentment it will bring by merely shopping, slipping on and admiring their pair of babies...&lt;a href="http://thesaurus.reference.com/browse/a%20corps%20perdu" class="noline"&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_section_end(name=def) --&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RyYlmb_WgtI/AAAAAAAAAgc/iSnQk22B2vM/s1600-h/DSC00058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RyYlmb_WgtI/AAAAAAAAAgc/iSnQk22B2vM/s320/DSC00058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126826568086618834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span onclick="dr4sdgryt(event)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1173811816618079786?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1173811816618079786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1173811816618079786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1173811816618079786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1173811816618079786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/jadore.html' title='j&apos;adore'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RyYlmb_WgtI/AAAAAAAAAgc/iSnQk22B2vM/s72-c/DSC00058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3265117358098121316</id><published>2007-10-29T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T22:06:53.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's been happening</title><content type='html'>Today: Spent my day with Rina. A pig-out day. It was a Japanese day, having jappo food. Sushi for lunch, nippon-style pasta for dinner. After that we watched some japanese game shows on youtube. It was hilarious, and I noticed that most game shows seek entertainment at the expense of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the usual sunday routine with my family, which is supermarket shopping near closing time. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tickled pink&lt;/span&gt; with my new Johnsons baby milk bath, can't wait to lather it on in the shower. Quite eager to use my new darlie toothpaste as well... should have bought a new toothbrush to go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday: Half the day sleeping in, and got myself a headache from sleeping too much. Went to work at the Harley Davidson event at Fullerton (I went to work without knowing anyone! :/ ). Its was cool, the location and all, met Rina's friend Adeline. She's such an amiable person, so nice and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we were the Harley girls, and our job was to just stand there and smile...alot. And have a few snapshots with the Harley bikes. There was a whole huge bunch of bikers. Vrooom vroom bang bang! The sound of Harley bikes kind of agggrevated my headache and almost made my heart jump out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Rina after work, takeaway dinner at her place. What went into my stomach just had to come out of my mouth since my headache was really bad. Rina had to rub various types of ointments on me, pop various funny pills into my mouth-- as usual, what she always made me do when I'm feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; What tlc, cos she let me eat 2 of her precious sour plums, bought from Japan. But what saddens me is that I lacked a single concern from him. Which is very, very disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the tension from the unresolved quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day before yesterday: Uhhh. Let me recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RyTEm7_WgsI/AAAAAAAAAgU/DKdazTZap9A/s1600-h/chicken+egg.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3265117358098121316?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3265117358098121316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3265117358098121316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3265117358098121316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3265117358098121316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-not-baby-independent-lady.html' title='what&apos;s been happening'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6612007446729103997</id><published>2007-10-28T03:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T03:52:45.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give it a thought or give it away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love needs to be nurtured. Doesn't happen overnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liking someone is easier than loving one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love: when the passion dies down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason keeps you going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are our reasons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am famished.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-6612007446729103997?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6612007446729103997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6612007446729103997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6612007446729103997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6612007446729103997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/give-it-thought-or-give-it-away.html' title='give it a thought or give it away'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2858404828642294314</id><published>2007-10-22T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T12:03:01.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Used to.</title><content type='html'>These few days have been really busy for me, and I didn't have time visit Liz in the hospital. I'm such a bad person... I'm terribly sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thing or two to share: Eating out alone has become a norm for me, I was initially very uncomfortable having lunch by myself outside, but now I'm okay with it. Next, I just realised by trial and error that I need to wake up 3 hours before an appointment to be in time. What a discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the problem lies in the difficulty to wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2858404828642294314?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2858404828642294314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2858404828642294314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2858404828642294314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2858404828642294314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/used-to.html' title='Used to.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-794199726518371451</id><published>2007-10-21T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T18:23:24.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy harrykaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="quizresponsetitleM"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HARPYBIRDAYTOGERADINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Here's yo birday song. (i'm gon talk like a nigga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;Go, go, go shorty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; It's your birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; We gon' party like it's yo birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt; We gon' sip Bacardi like it's yo birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just took a 'Will you be rich quiz', and here's my results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riches Are within Reach&lt;/div&gt;No one's knocking on your door with a multimillion-pound check anytime soon, but, don't worry, you have the potential to live a prosperous life. Life is what you make of it, which means you can't sit back and hope that wealth will find you. Instead, you have to learn to take advantage of opportunities that come your way, and even work at creating some opportunities yourself. Whether that means more networking, socialising or education, you need to put in the required effort if you want to reach your goals. You also need to believe in your ability to succeed. So the next time something good happens to you, take note and ask yourself why it happened. Chances are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; did something to create that good fortune. Continue that self-propelling pattern, and that cheque with all the zeros may just land in your bank account one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy or hard to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went house visiting with my muslim classmates on Friday, and it was my first time. Here's what I love about the day, in order of preference: the chingching, the kitty-cats! ahhh so cute!, the foood, the crowd. Actually I couldn't decide which is my most favourite, the chingching or the food? The snacks are d-elicious. Or is it the veryextremelyhuggableadorable cats...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest, I shall let the pictures speak for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="visibility: visible;"&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://widget-45.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="width: 400px; height: 275px;" height="275" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://widget-45.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;param name="scale" value="noscale"&gt;&lt;param name="salign" value="l"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt; &lt;param name="flashvars" value="cy=ms&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=72057594049213509&amp;amp;site=widget-45.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=ms&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;amp;id=72057594049213509&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-794199726518371451?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/794199726518371451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=794199726518371451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/794199726518371451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/794199726518371451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-harrykaya.html' title='happy harrykaya'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4317215093463815152</id><published>2007-10-15T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:01:28.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down under</title><content type='html'>Feeling down under the dumps. Something's always on my mind and my emotions are having the time of their lives on a roller coaster ride. I need to pick myself up (my life). When I'm with my friends I'm feeling great, the fun I have with them lets me forget whatever that is bothering me. Retail therapy has been proven to be very effective...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJcnzFD4BI/AAAAAAAAAek/gc3EAekXSqc/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJcnzFD4BI/AAAAAAAAAek/gc3EAekXSqc/s320/DSC00266.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121257565069762578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJhEjFD4II/AAAAAAAAAfc/EkqfF8pi4IU/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJhEjFD4II/AAAAAAAAAfc/EkqfF8pi4IU/s320/DSC00268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121262457037512834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJhEzFD4JI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ofRaLbZCkhg/s1600-h/DSC00271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJhEzFD4JI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ofRaLbZCkhg/s320/DSC00271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121262461332480146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday at Dains, esplanade. Learnt some basic salsa with Rina and watched a few performances which was pretty awesome. Afterwards Annabelle, Rina and I went to Gelare to chill, have a drink &amp;amp; a quick bite before heading home. Coincidentally Rina and I met Grace at Bishan again --she was at the performance-- and I walked home with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknDFD4KI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HTm6TIjtTd8/s1600-h/DSC00202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknDFD4KI/AAAAAAAAAfs/HTm6TIjtTd8/s320/DSC00202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121266348277883042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknTFD4LI/AAAAAAAAAf0/JLrkeE4d7lE/s1600-h/DSC00225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknTFD4LI/AAAAAAAAAf0/JLrkeE4d7lE/s320/DSC00225.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121266352572850354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknjFD4MI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ltSCKHqP3-s/s1600-h/DSC00249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknjFD4MI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ltSCKHqP3-s/s320/DSC00249.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121266356867817666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknzFD4OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/S2LhycJxltE/s1600-h/DSC00253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknzFD4OI/AAAAAAAAAgM/S2LhycJxltE/s320/DSC00253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121266361162784994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknjFD4NI/AAAAAAAAAgE/3cBDpO5UwE0/s1600-h/DSC00244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJknjFD4NI/AAAAAAAAAgE/3cBDpO5UwE0/s320/DSC00244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121266356867817682" 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/36481576-4317215093463815152?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4317215093463815152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4317215093463815152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4317215093463815152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4317215093463815152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/down-under.html' title='down under'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RxJcnzFD4BI/AAAAAAAAAek/gc3EAekXSqc/s72-c/DSC00266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-5102270584439118561</id><published>2007-10-14T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T01:43:43.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>number</title><content type='html'>After all the day's work, I had to take a long journey home. Being physically exhausted is one thing, but when you feel like breaking down and especially alone, you always wonder why did you feel this way. When you once thought, that what you had is enough to keep you happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes at the moment when you needed someone the most, no one is really there for you at all. No matter how close that someone is to you. Everyone had their own thing to do, you're on your own. Dealing with your own troubles, dealing with your own loneliness, stuff like that. Literally you're own your own too walking home from the bus stop when your feet is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll be okay, life's like that. You cannot expect anyone to be there for you at all times. Especially when you're feeling most down. When you grow older you'll get more used to this kind of loneliness.. maybe for me. I just have to be more independent next time. Because ultimately I am the one who has to deal with my own troubles, pick myself up. Things like that. Not someone else..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-5102270584439118561?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5102270584439118561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=5102270584439118561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5102270584439118561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5102270584439118561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/number.html' title='number'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2315479387590038102</id><published>2007-10-10T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T01:30:05.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaver, leaving... feelings...</title><content type='html'>I guess I'm not cut out for this. I like to seek novelty in life and it is hard and tiresome for me to do or learn something routinely. Pursuing higher education have always been one of my goals, or more like the means to get what I want, since I'm not  satisfied with just secondary qualifications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, by spending two years (I wouldn't want to call it a waste) there I realised that I'm not suitable for the course. But I had to leave with at least a H1 certification to prove that I've been there and done that. This has never happened to me before thus I'm quite surprised with my situation, to me this is a failure but not a huge blow, since I sort of saw it coming. I shall take it in my stride and be certain that things will turn out even better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my plans I have already had in mind what to do, where to go. All I need now is the effort and constancy to execute them. There may be some setbacks along the way but I cannot afford to let myself down repetitively, especially when time is running short. Of course I'll reminisce the times spent with my school friends. Each of them have their own quirks which is really cute to me. And they also made school life more bearable, and less monotonous. It was, in retrospect, one of the very enjoyable days I've had.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2315479387590038102?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2315479387590038102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2315479387590038102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2315479387590038102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2315479387590038102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/leaver-leaving.html' title='Leaver, leaving... feelings...'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4357823463620554619</id><published>2007-10-04T00:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:35:22.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you thought about buying a pet from a pet store, please watch this video first. It will help in making your decision. (If you care for animal rights, watch it too.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.petatv.com/tvpopup/video.asp?video=charlize-theron-pupply-mill&amp;Player=wm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4357823463620554619?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4357823463620554619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4357823463620554619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4357823463620554619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4357823463620554619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/if-you-thought-about-buying-pet-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-376367143653278214</id><published>2007-10-02T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T18:35:05.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is for you and everyone who's got something to say about us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/AO-ucxhuDQ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/AO-ucxhuDQ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna seem like they just want us to be over&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna sound like haste when they don't even know ya&lt;br /&gt;They've got some much to say&lt;br /&gt;Like they are lookin' out for me&lt;br /&gt;Never gave me no reason to think you're cheating&lt;br /&gt;So why they keep tellin' me: "Keri, you should leave him"?&lt;br /&gt;But, baby, I'm stayin' here&lt;br /&gt;They don't mean a thing to me, yeah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You could be a thousand miles away&lt;br /&gt;I would be right here in the studio&lt;br /&gt;Nothing would change&lt;br /&gt;So, baby, there is nothing that they can say&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard they try&lt;br /&gt;I still feel the same way&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not afraid to say that I love ya&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm not afraid of how I feel&lt;br /&gt;Why would I need to be out with another&lt;br /&gt;If I know what I got at home is real&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to be with a bunch of men, I know you do me the best&lt;br /&gt;Don't need a million opinions to know you ain't like the rest&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to say that I love ya&lt;br /&gt;And I'll let the whole world know (I'm in love)&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love, I'm in love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They say in time I'm gonna walk some other action&lt;br /&gt;Say curiosity is gonna take over my actions&lt;br /&gt;They say you may be my first&lt;br /&gt;But you ain't gonna be my last boo&lt;br /&gt;That's when I tell 'em you surpass my satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;In every way and that's right, this is gonna last and&lt;br /&gt;If you're .... what I say&lt;br /&gt;I tell 'em back&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who's got something to say bout us&lt;br /&gt;why not just leave it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-376367143653278214?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/376367143653278214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=376367143653278214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/376367143653278214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/376367143653278214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-is-for-you-and-everyone-whos-got.html' title='This is for you and everyone who&apos;s got something to say about us.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8546733319682909995</id><published>2007-10-01T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:56:33.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's not what you did, it's how you looked doing it." Oohoohotness. Think Justin Timberlake dancing..</title><content type='html'>ALESSANDRO DELL'ACQUA: Now this is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a la mode&lt;/span&gt;. I like everything he's wearing. Look at the shoes... Wow. A hint of striking colour paired with neutral tones. Niiiiiicce. Ps. A Spring 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RwDb8p_wM6I/AAAAAAAAAec/iVTk5R3uAVc/s1600-h/00090m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RwDb8p_wM6I/AAAAAAAAAec/iVTk5R3uAVc/s320/00090m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116331011804771234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm delighted that Wan got the job at PSA. Sounds heavy huh? but I won't exaggerate since it pays modestly though I'm certain the job is agreeable in many ways not needed to mention here. Hmm, so he made it despite having on some goofball shirt with a funnyfunny collar for the first interview, which he was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; pissed about. Hehehehhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover I anticipate that he'll manage his finances well... I'm sure he will, or else. The little importing business with his friend had me concerned since I had committed a small but significant (at least to me) amount of savings into it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its okay... I won't fuss much for I trust that he'll be every inch responsible for my reimbursement &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if &lt;/span&gt;there happen to be any loss in our assets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, superman? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-8546733319682909995?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8546733319682909995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8546733319682909995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8546733319682909995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8546733319682909995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-not-what-you-did-its-how-you-looked.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s not what you did, it&apos;s how you looked doing it.&quot; Oohoohotness. Think Justin Timberlake dancing..'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RwDb8p_wM6I/AAAAAAAAAec/iVTk5R3uAVc/s72-c/00090m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2746109359088672789</id><published>2007-09-26T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T18:01:07.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little white lies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ladies: Little white lies men &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; tell you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"I was just looking at what a slut she is."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; Checking out girls while with your significant other is a skill akin to tightrope walking or bomb disposal: One wrong move, and you're toast. Luckily, there is this little nugget -- a white lie that helps make her feel better and leaves you free to revel in the greatest, most cherished male tradition: gawking at women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I didn’t want to wake you up!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; Coming home late from a night out, or neglecting to call her after you promised to, can lead to some major sleeping-on-the-couch misadventures. Unless, of course, you try this tried-and-tested excuse. Best of all, there is a grain of truth to it: You truthfully don’t want to wake her, but ensuring her sound sleep is secondary to the real reason -- not wanting to catch an earful of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I didn’t want to buy you something you didn’t want.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; Buying presents for your girl involves a certain amount of stress, but neglecting to buy her something can make your life more stressful than you know. Shrewd guys in this situation rely on this cunning little excuse and take their girl out shopping for something she wants. But be forewarned: She will usually punish you by spending triple what you originally had in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“[Insert name of friend she likes] just got dumped.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; The other side of this coin is to use a friend of yours she actually likes when you are looking for an excuse to break plans with her or spend more time with the boys. Spin a little story about needing to grab a beer with him so he can discuss his relationship, or explain that he needs help with his car -- just about any reasoning will resonate with her if she likes the guy you are looking to chill with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;“I’ve got work to do.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt; Nothing should stand between a man and his livelihood, and that’s why this little gem is so handy. It’s solid enough to get you out of just about anything, as she will never want to come across as an obstacle to your success. Of course, like all these excuses, using this one too often can make her feel ignored or taken for granted, and your "workaholic" self could pay dearly for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, men too get jealous really fast. If they want to hang out and have fun with their friends, they &lt;span&gt;shouldn't get offended when their girls want to do the same&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2746109359088672789?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2746109359088672789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2746109359088672789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2746109359088672789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2746109359088672789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-white-lies.html' title='Little white lies.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6675061653245216758</id><published>2007-09-25T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T02:14:28.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>having truckloads of FUN</title><content type='html'>Today's the 39th month Anniversary with my darling! Will be going out later, to celebrate his birthday and our anniversary... I've got no money uh, honey. Anyway, updates:&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, 22nd September 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the entire day with Rina, taken some un-glamorous photos. (Hahaahaha *tickling myself*)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf8rp_wM2I/AAAAAAAAAd8/vyt0J8U14z8/s1600-h/DSC00062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf8rp_wM2I/AAAAAAAAAd8/vyt0J8U14z8/s320/DSC00062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113833728840315746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6RZ_wMzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/dHd4fXJWsY4/s1600-h/DSC00065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6RZ_wMzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/dHd4fXJWsY4/s320/DSC00065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113831078845494066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6Rp_wM0I/AAAAAAAAAds/Nx7dl94WPKA/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6Rp_wM0I/AAAAAAAAAds/Nx7dl94WPKA/s320/DSC00066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113831083140461378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night with nadd, Farah, Jena, And the twins La&amp;amp;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6Qp_wMxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xnI26zS0xOU/s1600-h/DSC00073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6Qp_wMxI/AAAAAAAAAdU/xnI26zS0xOU/s320/DSC00073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113831065960592146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6RJ_wMyI/AAAAAAAAAdc/DTaMqyL2v3M/s1600-h/IMG_2474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf6RJ_wMyI/AAAAAAAAAdc/DTaMqyL2v3M/s320/IMG_2474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113831074550526754" 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/36481576-6675061653245216758?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6675061653245216758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6675061653245216758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6675061653245216758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6675061653245216758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/having-truckloads-of-fun.html' title='having truckloads of FUN'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf8rp_wM2I/AAAAAAAAAd8/vyt0J8U14z8/s72-c/DSC00062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6029310453530930042</id><published>2007-09-24T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T02:19:55.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to mirwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy birthday to Mirwan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf_uJ_wM4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rfUay5cLcCo/s1600-h/DSC09288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf_uJ_wM4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rfUay5cLcCo/s320/DSC09288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113837070324872066" 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/36481576-6029310453530930042?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6029310453530930042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6029310453530930042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6029310453530930042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6029310453530930042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/to-mirwan.html' title='to mirwan'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rvf_uJ_wM4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/rfUay5cLcCo/s72-c/DSC09288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-393699059716811560</id><published>2007-09-21T03:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T03:01:18.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woman: Does being physically and sexually attractive guarantee that a man will fall in love with you?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Man: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be the b word and I wouldn't fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;You could be too young or too old and I wouldn't fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;You could be a physically and sexually attractive black, brown, yellow, or whatever and I wouldn't fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;You could be a Methodist, or a Born Again, or Jewish, or Muslim, or Catholic and I wouldn't fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;And so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if, to me, you were physically and sexually attractive, I would have sex with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-393699059716811560?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/393699059716811560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=393699059716811560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/393699059716811560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/393699059716811560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/woman-does-being-physically-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-867014499297552315</id><published>2007-09-20T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:55:40.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nope.</title><content type='html'>Things don't always go according to the way they're planned do they? Of course. It happened to me a couple of times before, I'm starting to believe that I shouldn't plan much anymore, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fret not guys, I'm good. I can be spontaneous too you know. Today's plans were all canceled out last minute, and saturday's too... But at least I have Rina to meet on saturday so that I dont rot away at home. Met Rina yesterday too, spontaneous huh. She saved the day. powerpuff tune. Thanks, you are love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Happy 19th Birthday (a day late) to you, Hilly-poo! Welcome to the nineteen year old club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and, Geraldine Chin Suying, please get well soon... Remember we love you, so get well soon or else we'll be heartbroken. Tell me if you want me to visit k... I'll bring you a daisy to brighten up your room/mood/day. OK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-867014499297552315?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/867014499297552315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=867014499297552315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/867014499297552315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/867014499297552315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/nope.html' title='Nope.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4616518568044034034</id><published>2007-09-19T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T02:53:48.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Food craving: Beef Goulash</title><content type='html'>Since the both of us happen to be rotting away at home, snail and I met up for shopping to feed our shoe fetish. I got my 564184th pair of shoe today, its black, velvety, soft to the touch.etc... Satisfaction obtained with my purchase! insert smiley face here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with it I had to burn some calories while looking for this particular shoe cause' novena sq has mall one and two, and me being me I must search every shoe boutique for a shoe thats creme de la creme according to my taste. Calorie burning is not very suitable for a person of my built, especially when I had only a bowl of koko crunch for the entire day, so pray hard I don't vanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway promos are finally over... and if getting promoted to year three solely depend on the promo exam marks, my education is effing over as well. In other words I did perfectly bad (opposite of perfectly fine) for the papers due to several reasons, which I'm sure none of them are new. But I'm good... I'm good. Just being delusional for the moment, will snap back to reality when my marks are being presented to me on a silver platter. They're usually unpalateable, graded F. My school life is sad, yes/yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like I said I'm good for the moment. I'm an optimistic, laid back person. And studies reveal that optimistic people usually live longer than worrywarts. Haha, I sound really delusional. Okay shut up and stop prattling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans for the rest of the week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,1400hours: Hanging out with Diana, Nadd and Pyan.&lt;br /&gt;2000hours: Dinner with Rina and Geraldine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: erm, school???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,??hours: Dinner with the boyfriend who loves spending time with me... only on the telephone, because he has too many things going on in his life, for example surfing the net, watching movies, eating chocolate cake, lying on the couch, watching documentaries on the travel and living channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Meet up with long time no see girl friend Pearlyn perhaps for coffee and a walk around town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Meet up with my math tutor for math tuition, at home. And then deal with the fact that I have to return to school the following Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4616518568044034034?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4616518568044034034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4616518568044034034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4616518568044034034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4616518568044034034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/food-craving-beef-goulash.html' title='Food craving: Beef Goulash'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6775957534590986949</id><published>2007-09-16T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T14:42:11.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat in the bag</title><content type='html'>Its's already been...almost 3years3months with him. I know there's such thing as 'osmosis'.. something like that. The couple will start to look like each other after a long period of time. I wonder if we look the same? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RuzPUXBdbfI/AAAAAAAAAco/_84XPTSSPS4/s1600-h/DSC09450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RuzPUXBdbfI/AAAAAAAAAco/_84XPTSSPS4/s320/DSC09450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110687625843142130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If that is so I should look even more like my long time girl friends Pigeon and Jellybean. We've known each other for about 9 and 7 years respectively.. Speaking of which I really miss hanging out with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted: Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RuzN-HBdbdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/rE-Z4tHONms/s1600-h/DSC09844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RuzN-HBdbdI/AAAAAAAAAcY/rE-Z4tHONms/s320/DSC09844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110686144079424978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RuzOYXBdbeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/jdf8F-5m0iQ/s1600-h/DSC09701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RuzOYXBdbeI/AAAAAAAAAcg/jdf8F-5m0iQ/s320/DSC09701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110686595050991074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLOOO. Time to meet up, the both of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-6775957534590986949?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6775957534590986949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6775957534590986949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6775957534590986949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6775957534590986949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/cat-in-bag.html' title='Cat in the bag'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RuzPUXBdbfI/AAAAAAAAAco/_84XPTSSPS4/s72-c/DSC09450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-646143055180790347</id><published>2007-09-15T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T16:46:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I'm back.</title><content type='html'>13 september to 28 october 2007.&lt;br /&gt;The Cathay presents, Retro Revival.&lt;br /&gt;BlahblahblahSpendingPromotionblahablahblahEventHiglightsBlahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;ExhibitionblahablahblahFREECANDYFLOSSGIVE-AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday and Saturday, 7-10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For candyfloss' sake...&lt;br /&gt;I'm so going for Retro Revival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-646143055180790347?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/646143055180790347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=646143055180790347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/646143055180790347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/646143055180790347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/09/baby-im-back.html' title='Baby I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3008876699165301587</id><published>2007-09-03T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T13:31:04.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy nineteen to Valerie Han &amp; Rina Yoshino</title><content type='html'>Apparently there is something very very wrong with my hotmail and I couldn't send pictures to my girl friends. They'll have to get it from here then, heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtuJXHT0r7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/wm2EFfIYjFY/s1600-h/DSC09485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtuJXHT0r7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/wm2EFfIYjFY/s320/DSC09485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105825632746778546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtuJW3T0r6I/AAAAAAAAAXY/ISidp8kNVjw/s1600-h/DSC09477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtuJW3T0r6I/AAAAAAAAAXY/ISidp8kNVjw/s320/DSC09477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105825628451811234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtuJXXT0r8I/AAAAAAAAAXo/w7vPQ-6soUg/s1600-h/DSC09489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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Rina Yoshino'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtuJXHT0r7I/AAAAAAAAAXg/wm2EFfIYjFY/s72-c/DSC09485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3463850835587622125</id><published>2007-08-31T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T00:16:47.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL . mean girls.</title><content type='html'>a third party vixen who twists stories and hurl insults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="mt" class="hbtbl" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr id="429"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt2"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;31 Aug 07, 23:47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Blog Administrator&lt;/b&gt;: However I do agree about that penis on your face. Pls remove it as it is offensive and we will take actions against you, if you don't do so, immediately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr id="428"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;31 Aug 07, 23:47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;OMG.&lt;/b&gt;: HAHA. i agree with rina, NICE TRY. sorry, we have brains, unlike you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr id="427"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt2"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;31 Aug 07, 23:46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;rina&lt;/b&gt;: nice try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr id="426"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;31 Aug 07, 23:46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;lis&lt;/b&gt;: LOL. *points below* *points at picture above that looks like an abnormal homosapien with a penis on its face*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr id="425"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt2"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;31 Aug 07, 23:44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Blog Administrator&lt;/b&gt;: We will take actions against you if this happens again. This is a computer generated message. No reply is required&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr id="424"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;31 Aug 07, 23:44&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;Blog Administrator&lt;/b&gt;: This is a message for "HI YOU LOOK LIKE ****". Blogspot.com reserves the rights to ban you from tagging if you continue to tag offensively due to a complaint filed by our fellow user.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr id="423"&gt;&lt;td class="stxt2"&gt;&lt;div class="dtxt2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;31 Aug 07, 23:42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/b&gt;: im sorry for tagging so crudely. a teacher of your calibre is very respectable in my view. so may i put my 20kg of potatoes inside your eyebags? DANG, they are huge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3463850835587622125?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3463850835587622125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3463850835587622125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3463850835587622125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3463850835587622125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/rofl.html' title='ROFL . mean girls.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1583576663625008592</id><published>2007-08-27T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T23:29:44.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mellow mellow mellow</title><content type='html'>Softball game today: I redeemed some of my dignity by successfully batting a ball on my second strike. Then lost half of it by displaying some retarded bimbo antics, like overlooking the second base, and completely lost it all when I didn't manage to complete home base. Finally I earned myself the title of being the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gagged up goofball ever in softball history&lt;/span&gt; by hitting a girl on the head while swinging my bat. I can vividly remember the sound of the metal bat on her skull, it keeps playing and re-playing in my mind.  Thank me she's still alive and kicking, that I didnt swing harder like I had intended. Another incident to amuse myself further is that a few games before, I threw a ball straight towards a girl, and she's alert enough to catch it inches away from her face. Luckily it was a soft volleyball. ALRIGHT, can I safely conclude that I'm so not made for ball games?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1583576663625008592?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1583576663625008592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1583576663625008592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1583576663625008592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1583576663625008592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/mellow-mellow-mellow.html' title='mellow mellow mellow'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7369615268961292273</id><published>2007-08-26T03:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:39:59.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th August</title><content type='html'>I had a Happy 38th month Anniversary with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtCDjnT0r4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ltI3nwMgvlA/s1600-h/DSC09466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtCDjnT0r4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ltI3nwMgvlA/s320/DSC09466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102723025681559426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He needs to trim his hair and brows soon, haha.. but I still love him just the way he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtCE6HT0r5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/vmCzj73ZxMg/s1600-h/TMP566sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtCE6HT0r5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/vmCzj73ZxMg/s320/TMP566sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102724511740243858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love pigeon for being a life bouy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7369615268961292273?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7369615268961292273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7369615268961292273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7369615268961292273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7369615268961292273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/25th-august.html' title='25th August'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtCDjnT0r4I/AAAAAAAAAXI/ltI3nwMgvlA/s72-c/DSC09466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-529163938324877806</id><published>2007-08-26T01:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:25:48.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello goodbye!</title><content type='html'>24th August : Transcendence, school concert &amp; supper afterwards..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB-E3T0ryI/AAAAAAAAAWY/fzWymgIvNgE/s1600-h/DSC09445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB-E3T0ryI/AAAAAAAAAWY/fzWymgIvNgE/s320/DSC09445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102716999842443042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB_a3T0r0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/LDlUgGbKCIE/s1600-h/DSC09460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB_a3T0r0I/AAAAAAAAAWo/LDlUgGbKCIE/s320/DSC09460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102718477311192898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB-2HT0rzI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GbzBfWNITkA/s1600-h/DSC09450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB-2HT0rzI/AAAAAAAAAWg/GbzBfWNITkA/s320/DSC09450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102717845951000370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB_qnT0r1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/pEdkio2cgj8/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB_qnT0r1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/pEdkio2cgj8/s320/DSC00029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102718747894132562" 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/36481576-529163938324877806?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/529163938324877806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=529163938324877806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/529163938324877806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/529163938324877806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello goodbye!'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RtB-E3T0ryI/AAAAAAAAAWY/fzWymgIvNgE/s72-c/DSC09445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2993522625450036991</id><published>2007-08-23T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T22:29:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the way you are</title><content type='html'>I Ain't Got No Visa I Ain't Got No Red American Express We Can't Go Nowhere Exotic It Don't Matter 'cause I'm The One That Love You Best Talk To Me Girl Oh, Baby, It's Alright Now, You Ain't Gotta Flaunt For Me If We Go There, You Can Still Touch My Love, It's Free We Can Work Without The Perks Just You And Me Thug It Out 'til We Get It Right Baby If You Strip, You Can Get A Tip'cause I Like You Just The Way You Are (I'm About To Strip And I Want It Quick Can You Handle Me The Way You Are? I Don't Need The Cheese Or The Car Keys Boy I Like You Just The Way You Are Let Me See Ya Strip, You Can Get A Tip 'cause I Like You Just The Way You Are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZZfgW1aCdC"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/ZZfgW1aCdC" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&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/36481576-2993522625450036991?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2993522625450036991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2993522625450036991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2993522625450036991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2993522625450036991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-way-you-are.html' title='Just the way you are'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4667669445287807627</id><published>2007-08-19T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T01:48:52.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You... I only wanted you to...</title><content type='html'>Taking words at face value. Unfeeling and unseeing. Don't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read in between the lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4667669445287807627?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4667669445287807627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4667669445287807627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4667669445287807627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4667669445287807627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/disdain.html' title='You... I only wanted you to...'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2843482123351073477</id><published>2007-08-16T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:18:07.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iBat the ball! &amp; my eyelashes</title><content type='html'>I'm being bimbotic. No worries, I didn't bat my lashes at any body, I only batted balls. They are soft balls. A classmate and I had a rap session about bounteous bosoms. Okay I'm trying to be a slut for words starting with b here. Being a brilliant batter is better than being a big bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind my mindless prattling. So yeah... today I played softball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2843482123351073477?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2843482123351073477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2843482123351073477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2843482123351073477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2843482123351073477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-bat-ball-my-eyelashes.html' title='iBat the ball! &amp; my eyelashes'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3291237144976254625</id><published>2007-08-15T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:20:35.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beau Brummel</title><content type='html'>Geraldine passed her driving theory test yesterday! I'm so impressed with my butt. And today my butt had accomplished another feat: A little flirting with drop dead gorgeous Brazilian guy model (Calvin Klein, hotness) on her first day of work at the photo shoot studio. Nothing much, just some flirting through her camera's lens. But still he's a chili jalapeño... We met Elizabeth the smoking hot bitch in the evening for dinner, and hung around together after for some tete-a-tete, just the three of us.  What can I say, time flies. And it's been forever since I last met her. Can't wait till the next time to give her an ass squeeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3291237144976254625?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3291237144976254625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3291237144976254625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3291237144976254625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3291237144976254625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/geraldine-passed-her-driving-theory.html' title='Beau Brummel'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8197165438863428607</id><published>2007-08-12T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:23:33.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flapdoodle, applesauce</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling kind of stupid now, but its good venting it out. This isn't the right place but who the f cares, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get a Christopher Vine dairy. I wanted one since eons ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-8197165438863428607?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8197165438863428607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8197165438863428607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8197165438863428607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8197165438863428607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-diary.html' title='Flapdoodle, applesauce'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7188398058312118889</id><published>2007-08-11T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T22:19:22.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DearDairy</title><content type='html'>Today I am the second most unloved and unwanted person on earth.  Second only because I have one person, and that is Nadd to console me, than the most loneliest creature on earth who has no one to talk to. Other than that, I'm still very much unloved and unwanted by the rest. Boyfriend finds me extremely irritating, close friends exclude me from their meet ups. I just realised how unwanted and unimportant my presence is to them. This is the most pathetic entry I've ever made, considering the state I'm in with things dripping from my nose and eyes puffed up. I look gross and vile and I sound dumb. And most of all I am unwanted and unloved. I'm trying to make myself sound as dumb as possible so that I won't feel sorry for myself right now. And I know that maybe by tomorrow when I read this entry again I'll feel so stupid. Before I feel like dumb shit, I shall put the blame on my hormones, so that when I read this entry tomorrow I won't feel as stupid as I should.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7188398058312118889?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7188398058312118889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7188398058312118889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7188398058312118889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7188398058312118889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/dear-diary-i-just-realised-that-today-i.html' title='DearDairy'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2328603798786732108</id><published>2007-08-11T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T00:11:12.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quote I want to quote.</title><content type='html'>-from 'one of the flyest bitches in el-paso'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll give you hoes sum'n to envy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, if you really are a jealous hoe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2328603798786732108?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2328603798786732108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2328603798786732108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2328603798786732108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2328603798786732108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/ill-give-you-hoes-sumn-to-envy.html' title='A quote I want to quote.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3780309767291284715</id><published>2007-08-09T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:10:16.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blasé.</title><content type='html'>What's there to write about anyway. Other than the same old things like what I did where I went today, yesterday. So here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I met Zy to retrieve our long awaited pay at the office. That girl's in Batam now better. get me some souvenir. So afterwards I went to IKEA at Tam pines with my Butt, and spontaneously spent some of my pay on a few things for my bed... and my bed got a makeover at 35 dollars. Yeah I'm happy because it matches my rug. Both are red and sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new dog, its name is tranny. Its a golden retriever that Butt bought me and I hugged it to sleep last night. I also got blackie a huge blue food bowl that's larger than his head. Butt and I had dinner at the cafeteria, before leaving... was supposed to go to Giant to look around but I had to leave early to meet Wan. Next time we'll go to Giant for a big supermarket shopping, and then to Courts to look for an oven for Butt so that she can bake in her own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is total boredom-depressing-frustrating-wasted-vexing-antagonizing, at some point of the day. Today is tragic like a mid life crisis. I'm eying on boyfriend with frivolous suspicions and sneaking around the house in secrecy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm experiencing PMS... the chocolate ice blended I ordered tells it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Rina better thank me for the treat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3780309767291284715?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3780309767291284715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3780309767291284715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3780309767291284715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3780309767291284715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-boreded.html' title='Blasé.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7748753671694797589</id><published>2007-08-09T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T23:34:19.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My darling husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;-a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To my darling husband, &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; Before you return from your overseas trip, I just want to let you&lt;br /&gt;know about the small accident I had with the pick-up truck when I&lt;br /&gt;turned into the driveway. Fortunately, not too bad and I really&lt;br /&gt;didn't get hurt, so please don't worry too much about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was coming home from Wal-Mart, and when I turned into the&lt;br /&gt;driveway I accidentally pushed down on the accelerator instead of&lt;br /&gt;the brake. The garage door is slightly bent but the pick up&lt;br /&gt;fortunately came to a halt when it bumped into your car .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really sorry, but I know with your kind-hearted personality,&lt;br /&gt;you will forgive me. You know how much I love you and care for you&lt;br /&gt;my sweetheart. I am enclosing a picture for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to hold you in my arms again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your loving wife.&lt;br /&gt;XXX &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;P.S. Your girlfriend called.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" summary="womens cartoons" class="boxcontent" border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;                   &lt;img src="http://www.womansavers.com/uploads/garage%281%29.jpg" alt="marriage jokes" align="left" /&gt;                 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7748753671694797589?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7748753671694797589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7748753671694797589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7748753671694797589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7748753671694797589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-darling-husband.html' title='My darling husband'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8970949453965781895</id><published>2007-08-05T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:40:22.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 4</title><content type='html'>Wan spent almost the entire day with me since he wasn't there on my birthday. Honestly, I dont need to eat at Swensen's to celebrate a birthday, cos I'm good with the local halal food at Far East... But you'll have to get me a Prada on the other hand. Haha... just kidding... Went shopping in town but didnt buy much because I was being el-cheapo, but I'm quite satisfied with my purchases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-8970949453965781895?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8970949453965781895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8970949453965781895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8970949453965781895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8970949453965781895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-4th.html' title='August 4'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-5919561829533372194</id><published>2007-08-05T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T00:40:35.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>August 3</title><content type='html'>HAPPY 19 TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated with my friends (the girls and the girlfriends) and family. Today I'm very well fed... though not well gifted. HAHA. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still love them nonetheless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-5919561829533372194?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5919561829533372194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=5919561829533372194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5919561829533372194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5919561829533372194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/08/august-3rd.html' title='August 3'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-910657213703130414</id><published>2007-07-31T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:52:32.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday: Tapestry gig @ Cineleisure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Inez is my rockstar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rq8Saye_1LI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2uvF6xg_ZtM/s1600-h/DSC09778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rq8Saye_1LI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2uvF6xg_ZtM/s320/DSC09778.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093309955017004210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rq9BZye_1MI/AAAAAAAAAWI/R7y15kCBE8M/s1600-h/DSC09784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rq9BZye_1MI/AAAAAAAAAWI/R7y15kCBE8M/s320/DSC09784.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093361614883640514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rq9DfSe_1NI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/c-zxvztOByI/s1600-h/DSC09788.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-910657213703130414?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/910657213703130414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=910657213703130414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/910657213703130414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/910657213703130414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/updated.html' title='Updated'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rq8Saye_1LI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2uvF6xg_ZtM/s72-c/DSC09778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-5958928521076931115</id><published>2007-07-21T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:56:04.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take away.</title><content type='html'>"The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the average man can see better than he can think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very sure. Undeniably and very honestly, most men are like that. Of course there are the exceptions. Well... got to go off soon, will be meeting Butt and Matt for dinner later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-5958928521076931115?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5958928521076931115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=5958928521076931115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5958928521076931115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5958928521076931115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-im-very-sure.html' title='Take away.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-484025306130933480</id><published>2007-07-18T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T20:26:02.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Film to watch: Amélie</title><content type='html'>Le Fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain &lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Fabulous Destiny Of Amélie Poulain&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my own quirks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amélie is a story about a young girl, named Amélie whose childhood was suppressed by her Father's concerns of a heart defect. With these concerns Amélie gets hardly any real life contact with other people. This leads Amélie to resort to her own fantastical world and dreams of love and beauty. She later on becomes a young woman and moves to the central part of Paris as a waitress. After finding a lost treasure belonging to the former occupant of her apartment, she decides to return it to him. After seeing his reaction and his new found perspective - she decides to devote her life to the people around her. Such as, a failed writer, a hypochondriac, a man obsessed with a gnome, a man who stalks his ex girlfriends, the "ghost", a suppressed young soul, the love of her life and a man whose bones are made of glass. But after consuming herself with these escapades - she finds out that she is disregarding her own life and damaging her quest for love. Amélie then discovers she must become more aggressive and take a hold of her life and capture the beauty of love she has always dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sECzJY07oK4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sECzJY07oK4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="300" height="300"&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/36481576-484025306130933480?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/484025306130933480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=484025306130933480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/484025306130933480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/484025306130933480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/film-to-watch-amelie.html' title='Film to watch: Amélie'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1146051661266067602</id><published>2007-07-17T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:52:36.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July 15th, Sunday shopping.</title><content type='html'>I went all the way to Wan's place to pick him up, instead of the other way round. Went shopping in town... and he became Santa Claus, buying me many many clothes from Mng (Late anniversary present). How very generous of him! I'm most glad with my purchase of the white skinny jeans... which I&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; manically&lt;/span&gt; searched for hours from Guess to Zara to various Mng outlets, and finally found my size and my fit. Then we had Pizza for dinner. I've decided stay off cheesy pizzas for quite some time, because excessive consumption of cheesy pizzas make my stomach really sick. But it was a very satisfying dinner though. So, there... Some pictures to reminisce my retail therapy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyKnxEWrpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/UpfEsHdM2Fc/s1600-h/DSC09450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyKnxEWrpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/UpfEsHdM2Fc/s200/DSC09450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088094094812950162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyaSBEWruI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2Q0tQwQpDpc/s1600-h/DSC09452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyaSBEWruI/AAAAAAAAAVw/2Q0tQwQpDpc/s200/DSC09452.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088111313336839906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyQQBEWrsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/MTY7q-MsQM8/s1600-h/DSC09457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyQQBEWrsI/AAAAAAAAAVg/MTY7q-MsQM8/s200/DSC09457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088100283860823746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyPoxEWrrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rSQB0OSP_9U/s1600-h/DSC09456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyPoxEWrrI/AAAAAAAAAVY/rSQB0OSP_9U/s200/DSC09456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088099609550958258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyWThEWrtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/jNxqhHEKOeQ/s1600-h/DSC09486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyWThEWrtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/jNxqhHEKOeQ/s200/DSC09486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088106941060132562" 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/36481576-1146051661266067602?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1146051661266067602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1146051661266067602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1146051661266067602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1146051661266067602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/july-15th-sunday-shopping.html' title='July 15th, Sunday shopping.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpyKnxEWrpI/AAAAAAAAAVI/UpfEsHdM2Fc/s72-c/DSC09450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4008863734907830670</id><published>2007-07-14T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T18:04:26.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night out, July 13</title><content type='html'>Met up with Geraldine after school today, and we went back to my place afterwards to primp ourselves up for night out in town. But of course it will be an innocent one cause' I'm not up for clubbing... Met Rina with Gdine and took a train to cityhall to meet Eunice there. We went to the Soup Spoon for dinner, talked bout' boyfriends --conversation topic girls like, I realised--  and school life and Eunice's internship over our mushroom soups. Actually its like a bitching session to be more accurate. Girls... what's new anyway, heheh. The most exciting part(s) of the day: I was smuggled from place to place by the cool and calm Gdine and Rina, without getting caught by the mrt authorities. My smartcard was left at home and I have to behave like a terrorist in the station... since I'm on a tight budget and chose not to spend on traveling. After dinner I was smuggled to Clarke quay for some coffee and a few rounds of daidee at Coffee Bean.  Just some good, clean fun with them... though we always get a little naughty, ehem. Like Eun's Papaya song and my wanting to smooch my sexy buttdy. And pinching Rina while she tells me the wrong answer. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfRqxEWrgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UBJWXhtyXyw/s1600-h/DSC09407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfRqxEWrgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UBJWXhtyXyw/s200/DSC09407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086764836794576386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfR9hEWrhI/AAAAAAAAAUI/XjNwyiHQGcY/s1600-h/DSC09426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfR9hEWrhI/AAAAAAAAAUI/XjNwyiHQGcY/s200/DSC09426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086765158917123602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfTWxEWrkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/g5EP9vZmLq4/s1600-h/DSC09430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfTWxEWrkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/g5EP9vZmLq4/s200/DSC09430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086766692220448322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfVVhEWrnI/AAAAAAAAAU4/9dCYmYNNhJI/s1600-h/DSC09435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfVVhEWrnI/AAAAAAAAAU4/9dCYmYNNhJI/s200/DSC09435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086768869768867442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfTEBEWrjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1w5pLYiLD5k/s1600-h/DSC09421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfTEBEWrjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/1w5pLYiLD5k/s200/DSC09421.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086766370097901106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfUaBEWrmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VusmF2amRCs/s1600-h/DSC09443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfUaBEWrmI/AAAAAAAAAUw/VusmF2amRCs/s200/DSC09443.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086767847566650978" 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/36481576-4008863734907830670?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4008863734907830670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4008863734907830670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4008863734907830670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4008863734907830670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/girls-night-out-its-innocent-one.html' title='Friday night out, July 13'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpfRqxEWrgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/UBJWXhtyXyw/s72-c/DSC09407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6330505752014499458</id><published>2007-07-12T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T23:41:21.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with cousins</title><content type='html'>Today is reserved for 3 of my lovely cousins. One is especially cute like Amanda Bynes and has the brains of __insert genius' name__, the other is exceptionally  sexy sporty Beyonce ass-ed, but she don't like Beyonce so how bout Shakira ass-ed then, and another one grows a pair of extremely LONG  to-die-for Giselle Bundchen runway legs. And of course the short and shiny me. The 4 of us had so much to catch up with-- boyfriends, school, crack jokes, advice, future plans. etc. &amp; I love loVE LOVE them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpZLUhEWrdI/AAAAAAAAATo/bNM_-Wg_Xtk/s1600-h/DSC09397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpZLUhEWrdI/AAAAAAAAATo/bNM_-Wg_Xtk/s200/DSC09397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335645007654354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpZLbhEWreI/AAAAAAAAATw/jlDxkteqfCQ/s1600-h/DSC09402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpZLbhEWreI/AAAAAAAAATw/jlDxkteqfCQ/s200/DSC09402.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335765266738658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpZLlBEWrfI/AAAAAAAAAT4/u7L6JN7Quv0/s1600-h/DSC09405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpZLlBEWrfI/AAAAAAAAAT4/u7L6JN7Quv0/s200/DSC09405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086335928475495922" 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/36481576-6330505752014499458?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6330505752014499458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6330505752014499458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6330505752014499458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6330505752014499458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/catching-up-with-cousins.html' title='Catching up with cousins'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpZLUhEWrdI/AAAAAAAAATo/bNM_-Wg_Xtk/s72-c/DSC09397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6833939056334862299</id><published>2007-07-12T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T21:58:52.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, July 11</title><content type='html'>Today I brought him to Rupini's to do his brows. Hmm... no comments. But the softer side of him really makes me laugh!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpUObZHJj6I/AAAAAAAAATI/BAM8OKoS36w/s1600-h/file%283%29.bin"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpUObZHJj6I/AAAAAAAAATI/BAM8OKoS36w/s200/file%283%29.bin" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085987217944973218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpUTcpHJj7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Dd9WyBxR51Q/s1600-h/file%282%29.bin"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpUTcpHJj7I/AAAAAAAAATQ/Dd9WyBxR51Q/s200/file%282%29.bin" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085992736977948594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sexy gaze. So, yah. Bean. He's becoming prettier and more buffed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-6833939056334862299?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6833939056334862299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6833939056334862299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6833939056334862299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6833939056334862299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/today-i-brought-him-to-rupinis-to-do.html' title='Wednesday, July 11'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RpUObZHJj6I/AAAAAAAAATI/BAM8OKoS36w/s72-c/file%283%29.bin' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-5715121997010837876</id><published>2007-07-09T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:44:00.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come on and love me now.</title><content type='html'>Last saturday's trip to the singapore zoo and night safari with wan, for our postponed anniversary celebration. Here are some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.slide.com/r/0P1ivxBxtz_xskdScwFh46qVpUASQNeE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. check out the ostrich who tried to bite wan's shoes. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-5715121997010837876?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5715121997010837876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=5715121997010837876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5715121997010837876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5715121997010837876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/come-on-and-love-me-now.html' title='Come on and love me now.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-657121330203714761</id><published>2007-07-06T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T00:57:05.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loudspeaker</title><content type='html'>I'm back to updating! The solid reason for my disappearance is the faulty modem = no internet connection. I'm going off quite soon, so I'll make this as quick as possible. Does anyone think its possible? (yah, sepot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I have been up to for this whole week, so far:&lt;br /&gt;1.Working at a red booth outside the chevron house. Its a red kissing booth. Pyan was working with me!&lt;br /&gt;2.Met up with 2 persons, namely Rina and Geraldine, who talk to their nintendo screen while having their noses stuck to it half the time I was with them. While those two nincompoops are having the time of their lives in mario land chasing each other and falling on banana skins I went to play with a cat who loves rubbing her cheeks on my hand. AHH CUTE. Don't worry, I didn't suffer from any cat-related allergic reaction afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;3.Talked to mom. Once I asked her about stretch marks, if she has any after 3 pregnancies. Any at all... The answer is no. The secret is nothing at all. My mom makes herself sound like a miracle, and her round belly looks miraculously stretch mark free. I have already inspected... I'm sure there's a secret behind every stretch mark free post birth bellies. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;4.Made an attempt to plan my finances, and realised that I have nothing much to plan about actually, other than to save. Bank balance is always on the brink of dipping below the minimum amount required, earnings are always insufficient. Spendings must be curbed... I'm trying! This is like going cold turkey on shopping. But I shall be an optimist about this, at least I'll be saving up. Even if its a little.&lt;br /&gt;5.Met up with le boyfriend, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;6.Went window shopping by myself and ended up buying a new black leash to secure and hold my blackie back whenever someone steps into our house. Not entirely a well-liked gift, but I'm sure he agrees with me that this one certainly is longer and lighter then the old leash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. I'll keep more updates coming in, I hope. I'm quite excited bout my trip to the zoo tomorrow. I'll be a safari girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-657121330203714761?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/657121330203714761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=657121330203714761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/657121330203714761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/657121330203714761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/07/loudspeaker.html' title='Loudspeaker'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-3856156300177378783</id><published>2007-06-25T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T20:29:16.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooh look darling... it's...</title><content type='html'>Our third year anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been together for longer than I had expected, though there were tough times... I'm so glad we made it through. Oh hoho. Don't shake leg, there's more to come... Since mom has yet to know about our status. It's going to be a soap opera episode when my mom meets you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "HWAN?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-3856156300177378783?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/3856156300177378783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=3856156300177378783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3856156300177378783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/3856156300177378783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/ooh-look-darling-its.html' title='Ooh look darling... it&apos;s...'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6874100653299710921</id><published>2007-06-18T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:41:39.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gear up to mug!</title><content type='html'>Bring it on, study notes! I'm not fazed. I have food around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnVvmM-1aHI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZrZizwJOY20/s1600-h/DSC09954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnVvmM-1aHI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZrZizwJOY20/s320/DSC09954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077086857040586866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnVwus-1aJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/R9weFfMA2DA/s1600-h/DSC09951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnVwus-1aJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/R9weFfMA2DA/s320/DSC09951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077088102581102738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnVxFc-1aKI/AAAAAAAAATA/YNtr6u8KXnU/s1600-h/DSC09953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnVxFc-1aKI/AAAAAAAAATA/YNtr6u8KXnU/s320/DSC09953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077088493423126690" 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/36481576-6874100653299710921?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6874100653299710921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6874100653299710921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6874100653299710921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6874100653299710921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/gear-up-to-mug.html' title='Gear up to mug!'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnVvmM-1aHI/AAAAAAAAASo/ZrZizwJOY20/s72-c/DSC09954.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7488620012039879313</id><published>2007-06-17T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:31:04.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Connie</title><content type='html'>Blue eyed six year old girl who sings like amazing. She melts hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/En0A8KGMgq8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/En0A8KGMgq8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="325"&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/36481576-7488620012039879313?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7488620012039879313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7488620012039879313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7488620012039879313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7488620012039879313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/connie.html' title='Connie'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2870449999983986600</id><published>2007-06-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:02:47.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pets</title><content type='html'>I found this interesting pet food commercial on Yahoo!, very cute.&lt;br /&gt;'Don't take your pets for granted. Feed them well and they will protect you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src='http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf' flashvars='id=2924102&amp;emailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fsg.video.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3D613907&amp;imUrl=http%253A%252F%252Fsg.video.yahoo.com%252Fvideo%252Fplay%253Fei%253DUTF-8%2526vid%253D613907&amp;imTitle=cutesecurity&amp;searchUrl=http://sg.video.yahoo.com/video/search?p=&amp;profileUrl=http://sg.video.yahoo.com/video/profile?yid=&amp;creatorValue=bWNhbGFtYXR0YQ%3D%3D&amp;vid=613907' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' width='325' height='250'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Dr. Dolittle time!&lt;br /&gt;Regarding an article from Pets Magazine called 'Reading Minds; A special insight into animal telepathy'. What I read is that anyone can understand and even communicate with their domestic pets if they have enough sensitvity and experience. ' The answer is in honouring that animals can understand you and your words. When you respect their intelligence this way, they're more likely to respond to you and show that they understand. ' Be relaxed and receptive, and don't try to guess what they're thinking. Let it come to you naturally! Have fun playing Dr. Dolittle with your pets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2870449999983986600?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2870449999983986600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2870449999983986600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2870449999983986600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2870449999983986600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/pets.html' title='Pets'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-1467894944003619435</id><published>2007-06-15T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T22:38:02.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yellow shirt boy</title><content type='html'>Last night, Watched Ocean's Thirteen with boy in happy yellow shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF1Sc-1Z-I/AAAAAAAAARg/0XVCLNJtvog/s1600-h/DSC09781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF1Sc-1Z-I/AAAAAAAAARg/0XVCLNJtvog/s320/DSC09781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075967214901094370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last saturday, Texas Revolution Race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://vid182.photobucket.com/player.swf?file=http://vid182.photobucket.com/albums/x44/chocochaud/MOV09704-2.flv" height="389" width="430"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The race queen wannabes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF26c-1aAI/AAAAAAAAARw/BQFf0cE8cTM/s1600-h/DSC09599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF26c-1aAI/AAAAAAAAARw/BQFf0cE8cTM/s320/DSC09599.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075969001607489538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF3fs-1aCI/AAAAAAAAASA/tDgPHFGYjVw/s1600-h/DSC09721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF3fs-1aCI/AAAAAAAAASA/tDgPHFGYjVw/s320/DSC09721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075969641557616674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF7zM-1aFI/AAAAAAAAASY/JuXl0vRqeQ4/s1600-h/DSC09603.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-1467894944003619435?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/1467894944003619435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=1467894944003619435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1467894944003619435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/1467894944003619435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/random.html' title='Yellow shirt boy'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RnF1Sc-1Z-I/AAAAAAAAARg/0XVCLNJtvog/s72-c/DSC09781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-80729362468448626</id><published>2007-06-12T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T23:47:31.557+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's on my booklist</title><content type='html'>Shopaholic series by Sophie Kinsella...&lt;br /&gt;1. The undomestic goddess&lt;br /&gt;2. Confessions of a shopaholic&lt;br /&gt;3. Shopaholic and baby (latest release)&lt;br /&gt;4. The secret by Rhonda Byrne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rm65W8-1Z0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CUYlkcb3lPA/s1600-h/9780385338684.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rm65W8-1Z0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CUYlkcb3lPA/s200/9780385338684.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075197634071062338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rm65hs-1Z1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/CU9MnJAdtfc/s1600-h/9780385335485.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rm65hs-1Z1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/CU9MnJAdtfc/s200/9780385335485.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075197818754656082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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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/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rm65W8-1Z0I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/CUYlkcb3lPA/s72-c/9780385338684.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-5514958038417644946</id><published>2007-06-12T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:05:15.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody</title><content type='html'>When I say I love you&lt;br /&gt;sometimes those words don't explain&lt;br /&gt;So much you do for me&lt;br /&gt;Can't picture a day without your face&lt;br /&gt;I'm always seeing a kodak moment when you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes boy I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;Boy swear you'll never leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love will never change&lt;br /&gt;It will always be this way&lt;br /&gt;We'll always be the same&lt;br /&gt;And they can't take that away&lt;br /&gt;We can run away&lt;br /&gt;Our love will lead the way&lt;br /&gt;So we'll just let them hate&lt;br /&gt;Cause they can't stop us babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;But it don't matter no&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got you babe&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;But it don't matter no&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got you babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we gon' fight&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes we gon' fight&lt;br /&gt;Believe we gon' fight&lt;br /&gt;Fight for our right to love yeah&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wanna see us together&lt;br /&gt;But it don't matter no&lt;br /&gt;Cause I got you babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mother that I'd be loving you til the end&lt;br /&gt;And if I had to start over, I'd do it all again&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't matter what anyone has to say&lt;br /&gt;Cause in you I can depend, boy you are my best friend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-5514958038417644946?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5514958038417644946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=5514958038417644946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5514958038417644946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5514958038417644946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/nobody.html' title='Nobody'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8980803079781835378</id><published>2007-06-11T19:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:37:44.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Umbrella MV</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="236"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/uNMVMGxw7f/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/uNMVMGxw7f/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="236"&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/36481576-8980803079781835378?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8980803079781835378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8980803079781835378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8980803079781835378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8980803079781835378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/umbrella.html' title='Umbrella MV'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-5358533727468918836</id><published>2007-06-11T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T18:34:49.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start scaring myself into mugging</title><content type='html'>I NEED TO GET THESE S*** DONE ASAP&lt;br /&gt;READ CHAPLIN BOOK&lt;br /&gt;COMPLETE EOM&lt;br /&gt;LIT PROJECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO STUDY THESE AND I HAVENT STARTED&lt;br /&gt;MATHS&lt;br /&gt;ECONOMICS&lt;br /&gt;GEOGRAPHY&lt;br /&gt;LITERATURE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO FINISH THE FORE-MENTIONED TASKS IN&lt;br /&gt;EXACTLY 14 DAYS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-5358533727468918836?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/5358533727468918836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=5358533727468918836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5358533727468918836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/5358533727468918836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/start-scaring-myself-into-mugging.html' title='Start scaring myself into mugging'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-8016231853549366361</id><published>2007-06-06T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T23:36:29.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course, baby.</title><content type='html'>I'm off to meet loverboy soon, to get more supply of Hershey's mallow blast. And of course, baby (Geraldine) I'll save the last kiss for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something I want to share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I had a bunch of Canadian dollars I needed to exchange, so I went to the currency exchange window at the local bankShort line. Just one guy in front of me...an Asian guy who was trying to exchange yen for dollars and he was a little irritated. He asked the teller, "Why it change?? Yestuday, I get two hunat dolla for yen. Today I get hunat eighty?? Why it change? "The teller shrugged his shoulders and said, "Fluctuations" .The Asian guy says, "Fluc you white people too" '&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-8016231853549366361?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/8016231853549366361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=8016231853549366361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8016231853549366361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/8016231853549366361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-course-baby.html' title='Of course, baby.'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-7045056347188856571</id><published>2007-06-04T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:43:21.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet tooth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;LIS&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not dieting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;awaitingmystery&lt;/span&gt;. - j &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wang&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;but you look like you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;LIS&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i have never did a diet in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;awaitingmystery&lt;/span&gt;. - j &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wang&lt;/span&gt;. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;. u sure? but why are you so skinny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LIS&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i look like i have been dieting ever since i was born, ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOB. I don't want to look like that skinny... Even mom says that I need some shape. Since I'm not born with curves I shall turn to Hershey's Mallow Blast for help--to add some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;trans fats&lt;/span&gt; to wherever that's appropriate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-7045056347188856571?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/7045056347188856571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=7045056347188856571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7045056347188856571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/7045056347188856571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/sweet-tooth_04.html' title='Sweet tooth'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-2953720160939503072</id><published>2007-06-04T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:42:05.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;                                                              I just can't get enough of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;                                                                        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmO1fXFOoEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P9oFFib1ieY/s1600-h/DSC09322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmO1fXFOoEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P9oFFib1ieY/s200/DSC09322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072097155725828162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                           Hershey's mallow blast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-2953720160939503072?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/2953720160939503072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=2953720160939503072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2953720160939503072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/2953720160939503072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/sweet-tooth.html' title=''/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmO1fXFOoEI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P9oFFib1ieY/s72-c/DSC09322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-9220569751538178283</id><published>2007-06-02T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T01:52:09.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christopher Vine Design</title><content type='html'>One of these days maybe your magic won’t affect me&lt;br /&gt;And your kiss won’t make me weak...&lt;br /&gt;But no one in this world knows me the way you know me&lt;br /&gt;So you’ll probably always have a spell on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/36481576-9220569751538178283?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/9220569751538178283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=9220569751538178283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9220569751538178283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9220569751538178283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-i-hate-how-much-i-love-you-boy-i.html' title='Christopher Vine Design'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4080645008377295897</id><published>2007-06-02T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:04:29.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am very very VERY IRRITATED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a place to vent my anger... I need to get myself a dairy from CVD.   http://www.cvd.com.au/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;    He makes very gorgeous designs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Friday June 1 2007) Made a trip to P.ubin island with 2 of my most lovededdd girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF5rHFOnzI/AAAAAAAAANI/gPIugU7gr_s/s1600-h/DSCN8201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF5rHFOnzI/AAAAAAAAANI/gPIugU7gr_s/s320/DSCN8201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071468436938202930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGQPnFOn8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UkmuaYltDIk/s1600-h/01June07001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGQPnFOn8I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/UkmuaYltDIk/s320/01June07001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071493253259239362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF5ZHFOnyI/AAAAAAAAANA/1KkoW9SaHIY/s1600-h/DSC09289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF5ZHFOnyI/AAAAAAAAANA/1KkoW9SaHIY/s320/DSC09289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071468127700557602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGTLHFOoAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8UyWGar5jOU/s1600-h/DSCN8209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGTLHFOoAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8UyWGar5jOU/s320/DSCN8209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071496474484711426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGSn3FOn_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/lhGKX_tfixA/s1600-h/DSCN8230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGSn3FOn_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/lhGKX_tfixA/s320/DSCN8230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071495868894322674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmQpdnFOoHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7HoyshiuQyw/s1600-h/DSCN8234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmQpdnFOoHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/7HoyshiuQyw/s320/DSCN8234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072224669009879154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF6-HFOn2I/AAAAAAAAANg/A5izxpDVa8g/s1600-h/DSCN8239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF6-HFOn2I/AAAAAAAAANg/A5izxpDVa8g/s320/DSCN8239.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071469862867345250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF7Z3FOn3I/AAAAAAAAANo/GAi8YMtcCwY/s1600-h/DSCN8240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF7Z3FOn3I/AAAAAAAAANo/GAi8YMtcCwY/s320/DSCN8240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071470339608715122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF843FOn5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/m3lYefq9gA4/s1600-h/01June07032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF843FOn5I/AAAAAAAAAN4/m3lYefq9gA4/s320/01June07032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071471971696287634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGR2XFOn-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/5u30417pBLw/s1600-h/DSCN8255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGR2XFOn-I/AAAAAAAAAOg/5u30417pBLw/s320/DSCN8255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071495018490798050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We headed back to Rina's place afterwards and had such a great time fooling around. You won't want to know the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF9eHFOn6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/gS6iPRIVHJk/s1600-h/DSCN8315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF9eHFOn6I/AAAAAAAAAOA/gS6iPRIVHJk/s320/DSCN8315.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071472611646414754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGQXnFOn9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/VIOSR_BRgjs/s1600-h/01June07046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmGQXnFOn9I/AAAAAAAAAOY/VIOSR_BRgjs/s320/01June07046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071493390698192850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oohyeah. That looks so wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4080645008377295897?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4080645008377295897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4080645008377295897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4080645008377295897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4080645008377295897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-very-very-very-irritated-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RmF5rHFOnzI/AAAAAAAAANI/gPIugU7gr_s/s72-c/DSCN8201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-801774742626621576</id><published>2007-05-31T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T21:40:07.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girlfriend</title><content type='html'>Look who came over yesterday to give me some love and pasta on a lonely wednesday night... pigeon and clyde the snorlax&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;(not in picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rl2z3WN7NYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XmsmswFx9Gw/s1600-h/30may07+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rl2z3WN7NYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XmsmswFx9Gw/s320/30may07+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070406518927209858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't wait for friday to see GERALDINE CHIN SUYING. Can I buy a pair of red hoop earrings from you? Thanks, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;honey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;cupc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-801774742626621576?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/801774742626621576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=801774742626621576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/801774742626621576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/801774742626621576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/look-who-came-over-today.html' title='girlfriend'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/Rl2z3WN7NYI/AAAAAAAAAL8/XmsmswFx9Gw/s72-c/30may07+053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4032145248914257850</id><published>2007-05-23T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T13:15:02.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>C to the H to the O to the C-O-L-A-T-E</title><content type='html'>I still smell the like flea and tick shampoo even after taking a shower. Bathed dog when I got home and cleaned up the front yard. If anyone were to ever bathe &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; dog, they might as well be taking a shower themselves. And I'm having such a bad headache now... all because of my excessive consumption of sweet dairy prducts. May days are coming to an end, June break will be here soon. My weekends are packed and I'm having an obsessive compulsive disorder, trying to organise and plan every day of my next week. I practically stick my nose in the organiser almost all the time. Only that you don't see me doing this in public. Just normal enough to hide my wierdness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4032145248914257850?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4032145248914257850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4032145248914257850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4032145248914257850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4032145248914257850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-still-smell-like-flea-and-tick.html' title='C to the H to the O to the C-O-L-A-T-E'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-4433222619295398660</id><published>2007-05-22T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T19:02:50.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Garnet cheer squad</title><content type='html'>Kinda missed the days and working with the people. Especially mich, ed and PM. They are such fun to be with.. Go Garnet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-4433222619295398660?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/4433222619295398660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=4433222619295398660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4433222619295398660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/4433222619295398660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/garnet-cheer-squad.html' title='Garnet cheer squad'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-9015720155523920121</id><published>2007-05-21T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T23:53:32.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut butter</title><content type='html'>Started off monday well, had some great laugh in the morning which made me really happy. By PE time Hilwa and I were fooling around in the toilet(not what you think)at the petrol kiosk we were supposed to jog by, where I bought julie's peanut butter sandwich that lasted me the whole day and gave Hilwa a peanut butter headache. And LSL was in an unusually good mood while handing us our June break project. I'm feeling like an extremely sociable butterfly today, lets hope this spell lasts. Met Wan after school for dinner and some window shopping. I saw so many novels in the bookstore that I'm dying to buy. Dorky fact; based on my calculations I can spend about a hundred bucks on 6 books. Lovely. I'm still dying to get the wedge shoes, they've been waiting patiently for me for more than half a month.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;One more pair of obsession to add on to my collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June Break&lt;br /&gt;week i. Literature project + catching up with friends&lt;br /&gt;week ii. Project work + studies&lt;br /&gt;week iii. Studies + panic + comfort food&lt;br /&gt;week iv. Studies + panic + comfort food + 2kg (required)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JULY WEEK I-- EXAMS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-9015720155523920121?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/9015720155523920121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=9015720155523920121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9015720155523920121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/9015720155523920121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-girls-are-bad-girls-who-get-away.html' title='Peanut butter'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-6967958646426558793</id><published>2007-05-17T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T23:50:40.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friesday</title><content type='html'>Come to think of it, I'm so glad to have Geraldine around. She's always listening and full of good advices. And I need to get Liz something soon... I think I'll be missing her awesome club party which starts at 00:00 hrs. Awesome. But I'll be very tired after the whole thing in school tomorrow (which ends at..8++ to 9) and won't have the energy to stay up till the next morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36481576-6967958646426558793?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/6967958646426558793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=6967958646426558793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6967958646426558793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/6967958646426558793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/friesday.html' title='Friesday'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36481576.post-189818476842867215</id><published>2007-05-13T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:18:18.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday night out</title><content type='html'>Went to M.O.S with Wan &amp; friends last night and the we had the VIP free entry all thanks to dad. Or Kelvin in the black suit. Anyway the place was really packed especially Smoove so I didn't get to go inside. We came across an interesting scene somewhere in Clarke Quay... Look at that, costume party? In the first photo, the women with inches thick makeup on their face are all trannys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RkYfU4NjfQI/AAAAAAAAALU/XrPJuYXFxZ0/s1600-h/DSC08986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RkYfU4NjfQI/AAAAAAAAALU/XrPJuYXFxZ0/s320/DSC08986.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063769274571783426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I have no idea what this costume scene is about. Many women were wearing fancy lingerie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RkYfyoNjfRI/AAAAAAAAALc/mz3bZRBCGHA/s1600-h/DSC08989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RkYfyoNjfRI/AAAAAAAAALc/mz3bZRBCGHA/s320/DSC08989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063769785672891666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally a photo taken with Wan =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RkYiOINjfSI/AAAAAAAAALk/9M1hjEeH1Go/s1600-h/DSC08993.4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RkYiOINjfSI/AAAAAAAAALk/9M1hjEeH1Go/s320/DSC08993.4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063772457142549794" 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/36481576-189818476842867215?l=hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/feeds/189818476842867215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36481576&amp;postID=189818476842867215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/189818476842867215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36481576/posts/default/189818476842867215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hotchocolatenhoney.blogspot.com/2007/05/saturday-night-out.html' title='Saturday night out'/><author><name>Lis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14574354157640954772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PUyi_sA9brU/RkYfU4NjfQI/AAAAAAAAALU/XrPJuYXFxZ0/s72-c/DSC08986.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
