<?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-2047760306183036944</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:57:53.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Princess Carmen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-7920332647188833681</id><published>2007-06-02T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T07:57:28.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change of add people! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;HEY GUYS,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;I'VE MOVED&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLOGGER IS&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;KILLING&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ME WITH BOREDOM.&lt;br /&gt;Found something new instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME FIND ME @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://i-love-carmen.livejournal.com/"&gt;THIS PLACE :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&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/2047760306183036944-7920332647188833681?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7920332647188833681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7920332647188833681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/06/change-of-add-people.html' title='change of add people! (:'/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-6121903058006730530</id><published>2007-05-29T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T16:13:18.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had been away from blogger for quite some time. Well, actually a longgg time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many a times, I thought to myself: "It's time to blog, Carmen!".&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'd like to update my dear friends of how I am coping with my life and all, it seems the longer I stay away, it's getting harder for me to just come and blog about something new when I've been gone for god knows how long!&lt;br /&gt;I need some motivation people! Show me some loveeeeeeee (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has been well and hasn't missed me too much ya! :p&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened and before I knew it, BAM! The week is coming to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty bad week.&lt;br /&gt;I could go on and on about why it was bad, but nah, I won't.&lt;br /&gt;Go figure, use your imagination. That's what it is for, yes?&lt;br /&gt;At least for now, I'm glad it is and can only get better than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of a new week, start of something new for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my blog address, obviously for a reason and a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;If you know why, good.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, don't bother asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is just a short update to assure those who cared that I am fine.&lt;br /&gt;For the time being, at least. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this before but forgot what are the exact words and all.&lt;br /&gt;A little changes here and there, but the meaning remains intact.&lt;br /&gt;Here goes, especially to my dear Karmene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you've wondered a thousand what ifs, but this one you can't let go.&lt;br /&gt;The doubt, the query, the question mark, the sigh, the uncertainty, the cold.&lt;br /&gt;You grasp at all the possibilities, you wonder till you cry.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't make letting go any easier on you.&lt;br /&gt;You're slumped onto the ground of your conciousness.&lt;br /&gt;You wish you didn't have to feel this way because in the end, every moment has a meaning, and every meaning has its significance.&lt;br /&gt;And you know thats all you need to know..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's all you'll ever need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment is a one way street towards motivation.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stick yourself in the middle of it and try to make your way back to where you have begun. The motivation might bring you somewhere.. Somewhere else.&lt;br /&gt;You grasp at all the possibilities, you sing one heartfelt song.&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't make saying goodbye any easier.&lt;br /&gt;You're slumped onto the ground of your conciousness.&lt;br /&gt;You wish you didn't have to feel this way because in the end, every missed door, opens a new one.&lt;br /&gt;You wish you didn't have to feel this way because in the end, every end is a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;And you know cliches usually run true..&lt;br /&gt;Really,&lt;br /&gt;Cliches usually run true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will pick yourself up soon and find the happiness which you so deserve. You really deserve to be happy, you know &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; deserve it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my dearest love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;I know you will always be mine, till the end of time.&lt;br /&gt;It's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;If I can..&lt;br /&gt;I will lock you up in my heart, then thrust the key with all my might into the deep waters of Bermuda Triangle.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can know for sure, that you will always be mine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my one and only love&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-6121903058006730530?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/6121903058006730530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/6121903058006730530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-had-been-away-from-blogger-for-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-5504537937073723996</id><published>2007-05-23T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T06:10:10.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If something untowards were to befall on me,&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i) If I were to keep to myself the whole day, I'll probably only have myself at the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii) If I were to keep quiet in the class, maybe no one is aware of my existence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii) If I am sad and puts on a "smile" in front of everyone, especially my "friends", they probably will never know that was just a facade to cover up my sadness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iv) In the middle of the night, while attending to nature's call inside the bathroom, I slipped and hit my head against the ground and fainted.&lt;br /&gt;Will anyone be there to save me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v) If I were to slip out of my room quietly, it might already be noon time when anyone realize that I'm missing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vi) If I were to leave this cruel world one fine day, perhaps the people around me, like my "friends", will know of my departure a month later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very cruel world..&lt;br /&gt;An exceptionally cruel world..&lt;br /&gt;One which I am living in and enduring the cruelty and harsh treatment which life brings to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honey, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything..&lt;br /&gt;So much to tell, but I just couldn't get the right words, just do not know where to start from..&lt;br /&gt;But only "I love you"..&lt;br /&gt;You are my one and only, half "of my everything" ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, mummy and bro, I love all of you.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for giving me an impeccably wonderful family - you guys are "half" of my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling and my family - they are my everything; the rest are all nothing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without either one of my everything - Now that is call nothing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-5504537937073723996?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/5504537937073723996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/5504537937073723996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/if-something-untowards-were-to-befall.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-643884251113629409</id><published>2007-05-20T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:05:44.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, we had girls talk till 3am! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed a lot of topics, ranging from funeral ceremonies to marriage life, to intelligent primary school students. While we were talking about our marriage life, in future that is, Qiao Lin and Yi Ting mentioned something which has never cross my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them mentioned something like digging your nose, breaking wind or scratching your butt(!!!) in front of your spouse in future and this led us to another topic - Do we dare to do these things in front of our partner? If you observe your parents' behaviour closely, you will realise that they are actually very comfortable with one another doing all these in their presence! Amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, if a couple is not capable of doing all these, it just goes to show that they are not perfectly comfortable with each other, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done with our talk, I was still thinking over this topic. I had done a lot of things in front of darling and baby had done a lot of things in front of me! So I guess we are very at ease with one another! &gt;.&lt; Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think being married is like the 2nd best thing in life because having to enjoy a lifetime with each other after tying the knot, &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; is the perfect thing of all! Actually, I am looking very forward to marriage! Do not get me wrong, I am neither hinting darling to propose to me(NO no! Really!!&gt;.&lt;) nor wanting to tie the knot asap! Haha! I really just feel that marriage is a wonderful thing. You get to spend everyday with one another.. When you open your eyes in the morning, your love is sleeping right next to you. When you close your eyes at night, he's the last person you have seen, talked and most importantly, think of. You get to prepare delicious breakfast for him (&amp; your adorable kids!) and some days, he will be the one preparing breakfast for you! You get to go shopping for clothes, groceries, anything, together. You get to make plans for one another. You get to squabble over minor issues and a hug is all it takes to resolve everything. On a lazy afternoon, you get to lay on the couch, relax and enjoy each other's company. You get to be in his comforting arms while watching television on the sofa. Your love picks you up from work without fail everyday. He gives you a soft kiss on the cheek and says: "You've had a hard day, honey.".Then, you'll start filling him in about the things which happened to you and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are people who thinks that married life is monotonous, that in life, there are much more things waiting for us to pursue. But for me, as long as I have a a smooth career life, a good marriage and a good family life with my husband and kid(s), I am contented. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-643884251113629409?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/643884251113629409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/643884251113629409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-night-we-had-girls-talk-till-3am.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-7590931957855071152</id><published>2007-05-20T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T07:07:29.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy girl!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;This morning, I finally figured how to capture screen shot pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hence, I took many random pictures of my desktop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Click on all pictures to have an enlarged view.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066626783742246770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RlBGNzZvv3I/AAAAAAAADSs/FyXtx_DHvD0/s320/nnnnnnnnn.JPG" width="343" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My pretty desktop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nice eh? Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;And I am so happy now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Darling baby just sent me a "love letter" in doc. format. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a look at this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RlBBuDZvv0I/AAAAAAAADSU/jTHqoig5UsM/s1600-h/jjjooooooooooo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066621840234889026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RlBBuDZvv0I/AAAAAAAADSU/jTHqoig5UsM/s320/jjjooooooooooo.JPG" width="337" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so sweet lar!!!!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just reading it is enough to make me smile for a whole day! You just made my day, you know darling? Muackz! I love you! (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gonna leave for dinner soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I miss you baby! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a nice sleep!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RlBBujZvv2I/AAAAAAAADSk/TZvo3NFoo74/s1600-h/05-05-07_1804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066621848824823650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RlBBujZvv2I/AAAAAAAADSk/TZvo3NFoo74/s320/05-05-07_1804.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My honey boy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-7590931957855071152?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7590931957855071152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7590931957855071152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/look-at-this-ahhhh-i-miss-my-darling.html' title='Happy girl!'/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RlBGNzZvv3I/AAAAAAAADSs/FyXtx_DHvD0/s72-c/nnnnnnnnn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-3554653317221045824</id><published>2007-05-19T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T19:46:49.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back! (:</title><content type='html'>Hola everyone! I'm finally back to the blogging world &gt;.&lt; For those who were worried over my absence in class, blogging world or whatever social events &amp; had asked me out of concern over msn or in person, thank you so much! I am alright already!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say that life had been pretty hard on me for the past two weeks. Just when I was picking myself up from the earlier ordeal, trying to get over the bad incidents, more things happened. As if my plight was not bad enough, I had to fall sick with a series of symptoms like diarrhoea, vomitting and lack of appetite. This continued for days &amp; I had to skip two days of school instead! The following contains pretty disgusting, or rather, repugnant information. If you're having your meal right now, you are advised not to carry on reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 have been warned. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 gave a call to my form teacher-in-charge on Wednesday morning, informing her about my condition which has deteriorated. She began asking me random questions like "how many times did you went to the toilet?", "was it diarrhoea or just like the normal stuff?", so on and so forth. I answered accordingly and further on added  that I noticed blood stains on the toilet bowl while I was *Ahem* &amp; on the tissue paper when I was *Ahem*. I was pretty petrified when I realised there were blood stains, but my friends calmed me down by saying perhaps I went to the toilet for too many times, therefore causing my skin to be teared a little due to excessive of *Ahem*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after hearing this, my teacher urged me to go to the hospital because she reckons it must be due to internal bleeding! Wow, GREAT. -.- And this got me thinking about Pei Jin's recent experience in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened during her 2nd visit to the hospital. She was down with gastric flu and she told the doctor that an extra piece of news. Just like me, she discovered blood stains on the tissue paper while she was *Ahem*. So the doctor immediately added another 2 more drips to her poor "already had 3 drips inserted" hand. And just like my teacher, the doctor thought that Pei Jin might be suffering from internal bleeding! Really.. these people.. I've got nothing to say about them. Okay, they're damn paranoid!!!!!!!! Pei Jin was already very weak then, yet the doctor gave her so many medicine for don't know what sickness, and so many at a time! What if her body could no longer take it? And according to Pei Jin, it is not a custom for the doctors over here to inform their patients of the type of medicine they are giving them. How great. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was then having second thought about going to the hospital. I wasn't sure if they could cure me. I certainly do not wish to be a guinea pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I asked my teacher who would be accompanying me to the hospital? I mean, you can't expect me to make my way there myself yeah? I've never been to a hospital, I wouldn't know what are the procedures like and all! And this was how my very CARING teacher replied: "I'll be very busy today so I can't accompany you. Hmm.. how about you go to the hospital yourself? Or maybe you can get your friends? Oh, you can approach the students in Room 130.". I can't believe this was her reply. So much for "Approach me if there's anything. I'll try my best to help.". Great help indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends were asking me to go to the hospital while others were asking me to observe for another day. I was at my wits' end and therefore sms-ed my mummy. Strangely enough, she did not reply until at night. This was very unusual of her, since she never fail to ring me up minutes after I sms her. I was in despair and at that moment, I wanted to go home very badly. Dear Pei Jin was very kind to stay behind in my hostel and look after me albeit being sick herself! &lt;br /&gt;Thank you, my dear. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mornings were spent in the toilet. Whatever I eat comes out minutes after that. I was so worn out. It was only until noon time till I could have a good rest. I slept until evening time, when my roommates were back from a day of lessons. I was feeling much better then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awhile later, Yi Fang invited us over to her room as it was Hui Jun's birthday and she was going to cut her birthday cake. We brought along the presents which we've prepared long ago for her and went over. I was surprised to see most of my classmates in there. You must be feeling very blessed to have so many people celebrating your birthday with you yeah, Hui Jun? (: So anyway, the moment I stepped foot into the room, my classmates began throwing questions at me, like: "Carmen! You okay already?", "Carmen! You lost so much weight! You okay not?", "Carmen! You look very pale! Are you still having tummy ache?" and etc. I was overwhelmed by their concern. Thank you all, my friends. I really didn't expect this. Thank you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum called that night. She just received my sms then and called immediately. It must be the damn lousy china connection's fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's been days after that. I'm very much alright now and I'm starting to get my appetite and meals routine back! These days I've often heard comments like: "Carmen! You lost so much weight! Did you eat? Please eat more!". I know I know.. I've lost too much weight all of a sudden. But trust me, it was never my intention to deliberately skip meals for days in order to shed off about 5kg in less than a week or two, although previously I was on a diet routine. :x Actually, it freaks me out every morning when I weigh myself on the weighing scale, only to find my weight dropped by another 0.5kg! By the way, I'm 43.5kg at present. This is by far, the lightest weight I've gotten ever since my height is at 160cm. I know this is damn unhealthy and I've got my parents, especially mummy, worried sick over me every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of mummy, here's a very cute incident which happened on Thursday, while I was talking to her over the phone. My jeans and some tees are now too loose for me to wear, so I had to get new ones! That day, I went out with Pei Jun, Pei Jin and Janice. We went to eat Korean food and shopped a little. It's been days since I got out of my school! &gt;.&lt; So I excitedly fill mummy in about my shopping gains. All of a sudden, mummy broke out into tears! She was smiling and crying at the same time.. She said it has been so long since she heard me telling her about my shopping trips, how I managed to slash the prices, how I spent my money and the things that I bought.. And she said she hope that I'll be good in no time, back to normal, doing these. She will be more than happy to know that I'm spending her money, be it on food, clothes or other stuffs because this is what Carmen should be doing! She kept asking me to spend more on food, haha! Aww, my mummy is such a sweetie! I almost cried with her!!&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my family will be coming over to visit me on the 2nd of June. Initially, they planned to come around the end of June. Yet when my folks got news of me being sick and am physically and mentally down, daddy immediately booked tickets to come over asap. How sweet! I know they must be worried sick. I love you daddy, mummy and ah boy!! Can't wait to see you all in just another 14 days!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, baby dear. I am longing for the day when I can lie in your arms, when you will comfort me with your soothing words, soft touch and tender kisses. &gt;.&lt; I so can't wait to see you darling! I love you, love you so so very much!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-3554653317221045824?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3554653317221045824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3554653317221045824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back! (:'/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-4460569214693278324</id><published>2007-05-16T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:58:29.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;del&gt;Bloody fucked up world.&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-4460569214693278324?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/4460569214693278324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/4460569214693278324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/bloody-fucked-up-world.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-4314500731036142003</id><published>2007-05-03T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:32:16.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my little princess =)</title><content type='html'>to carmen baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i hurt you and did what i did..&lt;br /&gt;i know i've hurt you ever so deeply and i'm really very sorry baby..&lt;br /&gt;you said that sorry wont cure anything and you're right..&lt;br /&gt;i cant undo what i've done..i've hurt you deeply and bad enough..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry..i know it cant do miracles but i'm sorry baby..i really am..&lt;br /&gt;your heart is broken..scattered into pieces..&lt;br /&gt;but i'll spend my days fixing up the broken pieces.. i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;i'll use part of my heart to cover up the brokenness in your heart..&lt;br /&gt;it may take some time but i'll do it.. your heart wont be the same again..&lt;br /&gt;but at least your heart and mine would be the same..beating as one..&lt;br /&gt;and as time passes by, it'll once again get used to the new condition it's in..&lt;br /&gt;yours and mine.. one heart..2 lovers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you're tired.. and you're stressed up about many other things too..&lt;br /&gt;the sudden gush of downfall really took it's toll on you baby..&lt;br /&gt;but hold on ok..i'll be there for you..i promise..&lt;br /&gt;you're tired..let me lead this relationship..lean on me..&lt;br /&gt;and if you cant walk anymore..i'll carry you..&lt;br /&gt;No, you wont add to my burden.. even while carrying you..&lt;br /&gt;i can go a thousand miles more than if i were to walk alone..&lt;br /&gt;and i thank you for the chance you've given me to prove myself..&lt;br /&gt;i wont let you down baby.. ever.. i promise..&lt;br /&gt;i love you.. i just love you my dear..&lt;br /&gt;this ain't no lie.. it will never be a lie.. i promise..&lt;br /&gt;the tears i shed and the way i beg for your forgiveness.. that was no lie..&lt;br /&gt;i was and i am afraid of losing you.. i cant afford to lose you..&lt;br /&gt;it's scary.. even for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you baby for everything you've done..&lt;br /&gt;now it's my turn to take the lead and guide you through our relationship ok..&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a long and tough road, like you said..&lt;br /&gt;but i'll go through it with you.. never leaving your side..&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;chris&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-4314500731036142003?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/4314500731036142003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/4314500731036142003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/to-carmen-baby-im-sorry-i-hurt-you-and.html' title='To my little princess =)'/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-3036635891634825262</id><published>2007-05-03T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:33:46.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To my little princess =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwEphD0UI/AAAAAAAADQA/2zvZJBwVwMo/s1600-h/03-05-07_2121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060339618982121794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwEphD0UI/AAAAAAAADQA/2zvZJBwVwMo/s320/03-05-07_2121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; I......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwE5hD0VI/AAAAAAAADQI/GG0USdg8Fzo/s1600-h/03-05-07_2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwUZhD0aI/AAAAAAAADQw/IXkAhYl1b1Y/s1600-h/03-05-07_2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwUJhD0ZI/AAAAAAAADQo/-vb_Rxs75R4/s1600-h/03-05-07_2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnzKZhD0cI/AAAAAAAADRA/zHvA-SeOEe8/s1600-h/03-05-07_2123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060343016301253058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnzKZhD0cI/AAAAAAAADRA/zHvA-SeOEe8/s320/03-05-07_2123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnzKZhD0bI/AAAAAAAADQ4/dkRKAiD2AIE/s1600-h/03-05-07_2122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060343016301253042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnzKZhD0bI/AAAAAAAADQ4/dkRKAiD2AIE/s320/03-05-07_2122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L O V E &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060339623277089138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwE5hD0XI/AAAAAAAADQY/qT9SKKEYqxg/s320/03-05-07_2124.jpg" border="0" /&gt; YOU!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060339627572056450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwFJhD0YI/AAAAAAAADQg/JOzq4ITYT88/s320/03-05-07_2125.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ok..this picture is ugly and my hair is in a mess but.. MUACKX!!&gt;.&lt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-3036635891634825262?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3036635891634825262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3036635891634825262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/i.html' title='To my little princess =)'/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RjnwEphD0UI/AAAAAAAADQA/2zvZJBwVwMo/s72-c/03-05-07_2121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-3987393459732144708</id><published>2007-05-03T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:30:40.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Many things happened within a week, one thing after another &amp; it gets even bigger than before. Yesterday was by far, my lowest point in life. I thought I wouldn't be able to pull through.. I was sick &amp;amp; weak. Thankfully, my friends were with me through it all &amp; you.. who spent almost the entire day trying to change my decision. I'm glad everything is fine &amp;amp; that things are getting back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To this best friend of mine: I am fine now. Do not worry &amp; do not ever blame yourself for this predicament of mine. I'm glad we've cleared the misunderstanding between us. &amp;amp; thank you for being my listening ear... I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends: I'm sorry I've made you all worried all these while. I'm thankful, really thankful, that I've got a bunch of good friends who stood by me, advising me, cheering me up, talking sense into my head, lending me many shoulders to cry on &amp; lastly, be with me throughout this ordeal. I felt very touched when some of you do not even expect me to go into details about the matter but just showed me care, concern &amp;amp; love. I'm really guilty when you all shed tears for me, but at the same time, I felt blessed. I can't express how thankful I am for everything which you girls did. I am really touched. Thank you, my dear friends. A big hug for all of you. I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: I'm glad everything is fine. I'm sorry we had to come to this but at least, it made you learnt something &amp; it made me learnt something as well. Probably, this is all God's work &amp;amp; He is working his will on me, on us. There were too many coincidences - one matter after another, a matter which happened so long ago got digged up by mere chance &amp; all these happened during holidays where I could take the time to think it through. Probably He wants to test me &amp;amp; if I managed to surpass this ordeal, the journey which lies ahead of me will be a smooth one. I believed that our relationship is a blessed one &amp; hence, with God's blessing together with our faith, if we can walk through this together, we will have a beautiful future. It will be tough on you to walk this arduous journey, but do not lose hope. I am happy to know how much you love me, how much you need me, how much you want me, how much effort you put into this relationship in order to salvage it &amp;amp; how desperate you were when you tried talking me round. I can see, I can tell, I can feel &amp; I am glad. This was something which I never expected from you... but you kept assuring me, trying to convince me. &amp;amp; since I've nothing to lose, I will give you that last bit of hope &amp; trust. Time will tell. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be strong. I will be fine in no time. I will be back to my normal self soon. I will gain back the weight which I've lost so drastically &amp;amp; I will be happy. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-3987393459732144708?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3987393459732144708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3987393459732144708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/many-things-happened-within-week-one.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-4622023680708297222</id><published>2007-05-01T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:36:38.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just when I thought of walking away from this friendship, something had to happen to her. If I just walk away now, people will look at me as the bad guy. If I stay, everyone thinks that this should be the way. I hate being taken for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hope &amp; pray that she is safe &amp;amp; healthy at all times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I always thought of you as my best friend because you were very open to me &amp; I felt very comfortable confiding in you. We always bitched &amp;amp; laughed about others. You made me think that although everyone else around me are fake, at least our friendship is real. It never occurred to me that you'll treat the other girls the same as the way you treat me. It just struck me that all along, throughout our 2 years plus of friendship, it has always been me who make the first move, who had been giving into this friendship of ours without any qualms. I am such a silly fool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please, prove me wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I felt betrayed. Teach me, tell me, how do I go about facing this girl? &amp; I still have to face her for one year &amp;amp; a half more.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-4622023680708297222?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/4622023680708297222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/4622023680708297222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-when-i-thought-of-giving-up-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-3674039790986851614</id><published>2007-04-30T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:38:04.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's been frigging long since my last post, too many events &amp; I've no idea where should I start from. Last week had been my most stressful week ever since I came to China. Tests &amp;amp; assignments reallydrove me crazy.. I stayed up till the wee hours everynight to revise.. I had no appetite at all.. I've been having serious giddy spells, insomnia, fever.. I had to take panadol pills in order to fall sleep.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had been losing weight like nobody's business. I feel very lethargic &amp; I just had this feeling that something bad will happen to me.. a very bad omen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just realised today that friends really do come &amp;amp; go. Friends need you for your company - pleasant company, that is. When you're down &amp; all, no one needs you. Friends leave you. Because you dampen their happy mood. &amp;amp; today, I experienced one of the longest distance in the world - when you &amp; i were side by side yet we utter not a single word. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What do you really take me as? A fool? Best friend means a lot to me &amp;amp; if I tell you that you are my best friend, do not ever take it lightly &amp; laughed it off as a joke. The way you treated me really made me realize that I'm just a fool to think that you cherish me as much as I cherish you. I am too upset &amp;amp; there's no way to describe it.. sigh.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am very tired. I miss my family, I miss my darling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-3674039790986851614?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3674039790986851614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3674039790986851614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-frigging-long-since-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-6613730447625016054</id><published>2007-04-15T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:42:49.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday's trip to town was a pleasantly fulfilling one. We sat public bus to this big shopping mall. It's the first time we boarded a quite empty bus &amp; managed to get 4 seats because normally, when the bus reaches the bus stop in front of ZUCC, there is not one single seat left. So today is pretty miraculous! Haha. I dozed off during the journey &amp;amp; I had the weirdest dream of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that Levis is having a 50% mega sale off storewide &amp; I DID NOT BRING MY CREDIT CARD OUT!!! Argh! So i hurriedly flag a cab and head back to hostel to retrieve my credit card. Like, what the hell right? I must have been thinking too much about shopping.. Must be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to the main topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huge shopping centres in China are really awesome &amp; it'd be double the joy if I have the cash to spend. They have Vera Moda, CK Jeans, Tommy Hilfiger, Miss Sixty, Mango, Levis, Nine West, Christian Dior, MAC etc. Oh oh, &amp;amp; their prices are so damn steep. One pair of plain looking heels is retailing at a high price of RMB700 (converted to sing. will be S$140). Can you believe it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously do not feel rich. In fact, I felt like a poor bloke when I'm inside the shopping centre. Best of it all, I really did not bring my credit card out. ): After that, we headed to Adidas shop &amp; 公联. I have failed to keep to my solemn promise. No prizes for guessing it right. =\ I bought one very pretty rainbow stripe tee &amp;amp; a pink Abercrombie &amp; Fitch top. Whee!&lt;br /&gt;I saw this very gorgeous white Adidas's Adicolor jacket &amp;amp; I'm so loving it. Will buy it soon!! (: Kar &amp; I also saw this white Burberry bag &amp;amp; we're so gonna get it. 2 weeks from now!!!! We got back to hostel at around 10:10pm. &amp; this is when the china-guys-are-f*cking-lame story happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy who came knocking onto our doors and Yiting went to answer it. Turns out that this guy clad in white tee &amp;amp; spects asked if we wanna rear a rabbit for a night? Yiting gave a cold "No.". So the guy &amp; his clique were laughing &amp;amp; went back to their room (which is just opposite of ours). After a while later came another knocking. Turns out that there is no one but only one poor little rabbit in a cage. They are so cruel &amp; I think they have carried this joke a little too far! My friends hollered at them but apparently they feigned ignorance &amp;amp; no one came back to retrieve the poor rabbit. So I suggested that we hand it over to the security uncle &amp; report the matter to him. We told him that we suspected the culprit behind it lives just opposite us, &amp;amp; since the lights inside the room are switched on, he knocked on their door once.. twice.. thrice.. umpteen times but apparently, they're too afraid to come out &amp; face the music. Bloody idiots, such a weakling. I mean, if you dare to play such a prank on us, at least come out &amp;amp; sort whatever problems you have with us out lar. Damn hum chi. What you china guys did will not make me dislike you any lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go jogging now. There's this catwalk event later on &amp;amp; I'm supposed to go for practise at 1:30pm. I'm so dreading it. That's all for now. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you darling. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-6613730447625016054?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/6613730447625016054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/6613730447625016054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesterdays-trip-to-town-was-pleasantly.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-537305257667178219</id><published>2007-04-14T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:45:42.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had 小长今the day before yesterday &amp; finally tried 茉莉咖啡屋yesterday. As usual, 小长今was delicious. I'll never get sick of the food albeit it's really smoky inside the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting with utmost anticipation for the arrival of Friday because we had planned to visit 茉莉咖啡屋 on Friday. But I'm filled with one disappointment after another &amp; I doubt I'll set foot in again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been dying to try their caramel pudding, but it has been sold out. Hence, I settled for 奶油红豆西米露, but it's actually only sago balls &amp;amp; rock-hard red bean soaked in a bowl of cold milk. Didn't exactly taste good.. I also tried their creamy mushroom spaghetti, but it's actually spaghetti &amp; mushroom soaked in cold milk. Really yucky. I only enjoyed eating the mushroom - my all time favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, do not ever visit 茉莉咖啡屋.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we walked along the streets. As we're all low on cash, we didn't really buy anything. I bought one golden necklace with a row of diamonds for only RMB30. I love it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna hit town later because Yi Ting wanna get her cargo pants, Kar wanna get smth from Adidas &amp;amp; Ql wanna get smth from Giordano. As for me, nothing except for window shopping!&lt;br /&gt;I solemnly swear I'll try my best to not succumb to any temptations of buying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad we're alright now. I'm sorry for my harsh tone &amp; for hollering at you. But do always keep in mind that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, sweetheart. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-537305257667178219?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/537305257667178219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/537305257667178219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/we-had-day-before-yesterday-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-7414568526547754040</id><published>2007-04-13T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:47:24.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New blog skin to start a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early today for Karmene's sake.. You better appreciate what we did for you, my dear! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had soya bean &amp; something which looks similar to Roti Prata for breakfast with my ladies.&lt;br /&gt;Had a good talk over breakfast &amp;amp; I love you girls so much! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not have a good night sleep.. Tossed &amp; turned for like 2 hours &amp;amp; when I've finally made my way to dreamland, I woke up at 2:15am because of nature's call. &amp; I finally managed to get back to sleep at 4am. Are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happy to know that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'ve tormented me this badly last night?&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, today is ZUCC's annual sports day &amp;amp; I think it's pretty funny. They have what we call, "St. John's team" or "First Aid Team", just that their members are all clad in pink nursing uniform. It reminds me of the kind of nurse which lives in the 70s or 80s in Shanghai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that. For the 100m event, they've got 3 participants for the guys' events &amp; 2 participants for the girls' event. I so want to laugh my ass off. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very extremely pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, it got me remisniscing about my Sec. Sch. sports day. I miss it a lot.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-7414568526547754040?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7414568526547754040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7414568526547754040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-blog-skin-to-start-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-1851178012248084715</id><published>2007-04-12T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:51:03.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;These few days had been pretty mundane, what with school work piling up, project datelines to complete &amp; all these in such a short time! Argh. The dresses issue is seriously giving me a very bad headache. Girls can really be bitchy &amp;amp; mean, if they want to. Childish, as well. How I wish I can just wash my hands off all these. Too much of a hassle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got eye infection on Monday night &amp; had to skip class for an entire day on Tuesday. I reckon it must be an eye irritation problem caused by my color contact lens which I bought in China. Now I've really gotta say "Goodbye" to my aqua lens since it's not the first time that I've gotten eye infection whenever I wear my color contacts.. Boo ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr. Lee has went back to Singapore early this morning. He did not came over to our room last night, as he has promised Qiao Lin. I bet she must be heartbroken. Aww.. (;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so glad it's Thursday because weekends are approaching! &amp; 95 more days to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My medium golden blonde hair is fading color! So fast!! ):I've a good mind to re-dye before I return to Singapore. Thank god mummy loves my hair color. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052419824151402642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/Rh3ND6qvmJI/AAAAAAAADPA/WVAWpcBRGh8/s320/P1082306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Beloved Qiao Lin &amp; I doing THE TWIST ; Check out my hair! ^.^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've been very unlucky since this Monday.&lt;br /&gt;First there's this dress problems, then the fake friendster a/c thing. Next few days, I broke more than 2 things &amp; hurt myself carelessly.&lt;br /&gt;Mummy says it's all because I got distracted by the first two problems, hence the little accidents. But whatever it is, I hell hope that the bad luck around me will leave me, A.S.A.P!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung up on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; earlier on &amp;amp; believe me, I'm starting to feel guilty.. But still, he shouldn't have spoke to me in that tone of his! Sigh oh sigh.. Today is a very bad day. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be having Media presentation later on. Hope everything runs smoothly &amp;amp; hopefully, we'll get to be dismiss on time or better still, early!&lt;br /&gt;Till then, take care ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-1851178012248084715?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/1851178012248084715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/1851178012248084715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/these-few-days-had-been-pretty-mundane.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/Rh3ND6qvmJI/AAAAAAAADPA/WVAWpcBRGh8/s72-c/P1082306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-7217345021100157117</id><published>2007-04-12T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:52:15.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am so pissed off now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes it makes me wonder, what in world is running inside that head of yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bloody hate the tone you used on me although I was at fault too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fucking spoil my mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-7217345021100157117?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7217345021100157117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/7217345021100157117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-so-pissed-off-now.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-2312295252346696111</id><published>2007-04-08T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T23:59:02.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ytd's dinner was a good one. We had fun and laughter (more like Pam had the loudest laughter in the whole restaurant), albeit everyone's quite full in the middle of the buffet. It was quite an embarrassing moment when we first entered the restaurant, because almost all of the waitresses in there recognised us immediately. One cute waitress even commented that it's been quite a long time since we last dined in there.. about 1 week. I was laughing off my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Are we really that "sua ku" to them? Haha! I'm getting very sick of the japanese food. In fact, I ate very little compared to the previous 2 times when we dined in there. I solemnly swear I'll not step foot into that restaurant for a good.. 1 month. Haha! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051006789127002466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="162" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RhjH6dAAWWI/AAAAAAAADOg/iP6JBVmqyVI/s320/DSCF1560.JPG" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;[From left] Me, Jan, Ql &amp; Mr Lee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After our dinner, we headed to 银泰&amp;amp; 明珠 because Pam wanted to get a school bag. We both saw a balenciaga's motorcycle design bag alike and decided to ask for the price. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I took a liking to it at first glance but I knew it would be expensive because it is not your regular handbag, but a replica of a branded bag. We asked the lady boss for the price of it &amp; little did we know that her opening price was... RMB 485! Horrible, very horrible! I wanted to walk away because I know no matter how much I managed to bring down the price, it'll still be around RMB100. But I was only willing to pay RMB 50 - RMB 70 since I've got so many bags waiting at home for me &amp;amp; I don't see the need to get one. Pam wanted it badly, so we asked Qiao Lin for help. Qiao Lin bought her bag in there twice, so she knows the way the lady boss works. She helped us offered RMB 50 for the bag, &amp; of course, the lady boss was a bit angry &amp;amp; claim that it was ridiculous. We walked away &amp; she pulled us back. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Finally, we got the bag at RMB 65. How good a deal is that, tell me!! Qiao Lin is still the best! Love you, my dear! Hehe! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051009817078946162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="168" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RhjKqtAAWXI/AAAAAAAADOo/uAmVUAeBmzM/s320/Picture+021.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My pretty bag&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Whatever we said of her, turned out to be true. She wore red, she did a very disturbing act to ____. I am still trying to unravel the mystery, trying to figure out her motive for doing so. She has changed, heart &amp; soul indeed... Let's just hope it's purely just a young lady's infatuation &amp;amp; not something more than that..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Last night was a night full of turbulence for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;First, something went wrong with the dresses &amp; people are demanding a refund. Second, someone used darling's picture &amp;amp; opened a friendster a/c for free sex purpose. This is a repeated act by the same person. Thankfully, honey managed to figure out the mastermind behind it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's very sad to know that your good friend, or rather, you treat him as one although he might not reciprocrate the same feelings, made use of you or something about you to have other gains. It's pathetic if you ask me, having to use other people's pictures to have free sex with girls. Lowdown creatures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, for cheering me up &amp; accompanying me till late despite being sleepy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a happier note, I've completed one compo &amp;amp; I still have one more to go. Been wrecking my brain &amp; my creativity juices seem to run out on me. Boo ): Alright, I'm off to have my dinner. This is the second best thing today.. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051015812853291394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="139" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RhjQHtAAWYI/AAAAAAAADOw/VGLetiKHshc/s320/Picture+023.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My braised chicken rice with lots of veggies.. Yum ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-2312295252346696111?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/2312295252346696111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/2312295252346696111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/ytds-dinner-was-good-one.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RhjH6dAAWWI/AAAAAAAADOg/iP6JBVmqyVI/s72-c/DSCF1560.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-394148663558897615</id><published>2007-04-07T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:04:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Pei Jin visited the hospital twice last night, on both times I was not there. I feel very guilty ): Although she was not the first to fall sick, she is the most serious case among the 42 of us. I hope she will have a speedy recovery! Take more care &amp; have more rest alright, my dear? Love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;On a happier note, our outing yesterday was a fruitful one. Yt &amp;amp; Ql finally did their french manicure. I was sitting there, waiting patiently &amp; browsing through the nail design catalouge. Alas, I couldn't resist the temptation &amp;amp; changed my existing french manicure design to a pink floral design with plenty of crystals on! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050536859575277842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 183px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="179" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/Rhccg9AAWRI/AAAAAAAADN4/Un4Ezu3egGw/s320/06-04-07_1556.jpg" width="289" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; Past..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050536863870245154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="213" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RhcchNAAWSI/AAAAAAAADOA/XFsvgsVbeoM/s320/06-04-07_2204.jpg" width="269" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Present..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050536863870245170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 189px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="210" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/RhcchNAAWTI/AAAAAAAADOI/KIrjNV1z6IM/s320/DSCF1550jjj.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The 4 of us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought something for honey, a pink tee shirt, a faux LV watch, a cute lil plushie pig &amp; yet another pair of shoes! Till date, I've got 9 pairs of shoes. 9!! Oh my..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050538315569191250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/Rhcd1tAAWVI/AAAAAAAADOY/2LrZ-K2cj3Y/s320/07-04-07_1224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;My Pig!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Reminds me of darling.. haha. (; We had 小长今for dinner. It was superb. Will be leaving later for lunch, Ql &amp; Yt will be getting their shoes. I'm very happy for them! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joke of yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Karmene made a very very VERY disturbing noise while talking on the phone with Roger &amp;amp; lying on the bed.. Ql &amp; I are still very affected by it!! Karmene, I'll remember that forever. &amp;amp; that leg movement of yours! Sexy~ Haha!! (;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be having dinner with Mr. Lee tonight at Marco Polo Hotel's Japanese Restaurant. Today will be our third visit within a month &amp;amp; 1 week.. I'm actually quite embarrased to go in because those waitresses will be thinking to themselves that we're so "sua ku"!! More updates tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; baby.. You gave me a shock yesterday. Promise me you won't be such a muddlehead anymore, ok? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Till then.. Ciao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-394148663558897615?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/394148663558897615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/394148663558897615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/pei-jin-visited-hospital-twice-last.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Atom2drbRuU/Rhccg9AAWRI/AAAAAAAADN4/Un4Ezu3egGw/s72-c/06-04-07_1556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-3264197662707628285</id><published>2007-04-06T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:06:20.894-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Good Friday to all! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just had a pretty heavy breakfast. Been having a really hard time choosing a decent blogskin. Finally, my blog is done up. I'm a happy girl! *Claps*! Sweetheart is in church celebrating Good Friday. Must be enjoying himself. Lucky him. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I MISS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! &gt;.&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There's a series of activities lined up for me today - go jogging with my girls later, french manicure sessions &amp; shopping time! Time to let my hair down bacause I'll be stuck in hostel all day long tomorrow, doing all my assignments. Speaking of which, I've yet to have any inspiration for my 2 compos! Sigh oh sigh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way people, I've dyed my hair! Medium golden blonde. I look so much fairer now. I love. (: Life's good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gonna catch "Maiden Vow" now. Nice show, highly recommended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have a nice day! Ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-3264197662707628285?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3264197662707628285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/3264197662707628285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-friday-to-all-just-had-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2047760306183036944.post-8537855503905150336</id><published>2007-04-05T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:07:48.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've always had this thinking that blogging is a stupid activity because it allows people from all over the globe to tread into my privacy.&lt;br /&gt;However, my trip to China has greatly changed my opinion of blogging!&lt;br /&gt;Without entertainment like the TV, I've practically nothing to do in my hostel (except for having to face my laptop for 23456782 hours playing games &amp; yakking away on MSN,&lt;br /&gt;reading endless of novels,&lt;br /&gt;the daily girls talk which I always enjoyed with my roommates &amp;amp; talking on the phone with my love ones).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends will blog daily about what's happening in their lives &amp; somehow, I think this has become a hobby for them! SO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna start blogging about my mundane life as well!&lt;br /&gt;Treat it as a new toy for myself in order to past time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How ironic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in China for 1 month plus &amp; I'm starting to get used to life over here. Except for the constantly changing weather, life's pretty good,&lt;br /&gt;what with delicious food everywhere &amp;amp; shopping outlets nearby,&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly, the so very cheap prices! I've gained weight, no prizes for guessing it right. But I'll shed the extras kilos fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, cheer me on!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in the midst of editing my profile here &amp; there.&lt;br /&gt;Will post pictures &amp;amp; longer entries when I've gotten the hang of this brainchild of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you darling baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2047760306183036944-8537855503905150336?l=theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/8537855503905150336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2047760306183036944/posts/default/8537855503905150336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theprincess-carmen.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-always-had-this-thinking-that.html' title=''/><author><name>The Dress Lab</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
