<?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-5490585</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:58:36.878+08:00</updated><category term='happy since friday.'/><category term='happy fellow.'/><category term='demoralized.'/><category term='back to the same old me.'/><category term='supportive or not. Tired or not.'/><category term='tired.'/><category term='pain.'/><category term='lethagic.'/><category term='I love weekends. I really do.'/><category term='happiness. (:'/><category term='Lonely day with no friends. Just alone.'/><title type='text'>happy rattlings.</title><subtitle type='html'>what have i got for you? a hug, a kiss, jokes to laugh at, pretty flowers, chocolates, a shoulder to lean on, anytime, day or night</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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>543</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-2233778025173648288</id><published>2008-01-11T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T14:39:10.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've changed my blog.deborahchia.wordpress.com</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2233778025173648288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2233778025173648288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2233778025173648288' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-946774781623261531</id><published>2007-12-18T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:29.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And so I welcome the arrival of my new laptop.The Macbook Pro.It's not that I have too much money and I decided to change the laptop. It's because I lost my laptop or rather I'm convinced that someone stole my laptop. That explains the new laptop and all. I so prefer my Powerbook G4. I so miss it. If only someone would return it to me. If only. ):--Anyhow, I celebrated my 20th birthday this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/946774781623261531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/946774781623261531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_12_01_archive.html#946774781623261531' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/R2bHlyLhwkI/AAAAAAAAAKM/X7z73NFUQz4/s72-c/Video+Snapshot.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-568919392327221121</id><published>2007-11-28T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T18:32:56.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A couple of things to be updated :-I've Passed my TP!!!!!!Like finally. On first attempt!! weewooweewoowee!!!The experience was freaky. I took like a zillion years to start up the car because I was freaking out because of the heavy shoulder pads officer. I had him sitting there waiting for me to start up the car. Apparently, I haven't started the engine yet, but I started the air con already. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/568919392327221121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/568919392327221121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#568919392327221121' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1181937092704163587</id><published>2007-11-16T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T02:22:51.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been like a zillion years since i last blogged but wth. One of the main reason why I'm blogging now is that this is for the benefit of my sister. To allow her to get my updates which is going to be so boring. Oh well.School's been crazy. I've got a like a zillion things coming up. Since I'm the Producer for my AFP 1 and with my shoot coming up next week, it's the obvious thing that I'm busy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1181937092704163587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1181937092704163587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_11_01_archive.html#1181937092704163587' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1901849932943644354</id><published>2007-10-09T17:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:04:22.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so bored I've decided to blog. My blog's been some dead being living in the cyber world awaited for someone to click in and blog or read. Anyhow, it's seems long that I've had a day home like today. I'm complaining though. Even though it's a good thing that I have some me time at home, but I can't help being bored. I'm such a terror.-Anyhow, the latest happenings in my life. I've received my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1901849932943644354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1901849932943644354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#1901849932943644354' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-61447304012253004</id><published>2007-09-28T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T02:46:04.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss my friends. Not my frequently-meeting friends. But friends from school. Both schools. I just miss them.People.. If you guys happen to read this (which I highly doubt), meet up soon ok?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/61447304012253004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/61447304012253004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#61447304012253004' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-2869338538977881935</id><published>2007-09-24T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T05:41:28.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am, another sleepless night. Only this time, it'll be worse. I'm starting work and I need to be in office at 10am. THIS MORNING. In about a few hours time. Freak. It's not as if I have a choice, I just can't sleep. To make matters worse, I am hungry. I kindna hope AJ would wake up for a breakfast with me. Ugh. I highly doubt it though.Life's been pretty dark lately. I mean it literally. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2869338538977881935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2869338538977881935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2869338538977881935' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-3821838563772589353</id><published>2007-09-23T05:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:36.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since I haven't been updating for quite some time, I think I might have missed out some important info. So I'll let the pictures do the talking.------Quite some time ago, AJ and I had a date at The Cathay. (:The Soup of the DayThe person sitting opposite me.My main courseThe greens.Her amazing strawberry shake.The ice-cream of the day.-----Another time, much recent now, I woke up saying I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3821838563772589353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3821838563772589353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#3821838563772589353' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/RvWKbfOWH_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/aDqwoy0JnoE/s72-c/DSCF0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-2956526066939819626</id><published>2007-09-19T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T04:55:44.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's nearing 5 and I can't get to sleep. What's the most important thing is that I have a briefing later on at 10.30. Dad's gonna come and pick me up at 10. Which means I would have to get up by 9. What am I doing up awake? My wrecked up life style is killing me. WHY CAN'T I SLEEP!?!?! I want to sleep but my body don't allow me to. ): I've been sleeping at 6 almost everyday. Because it's my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2956526066939819626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2956526066939819626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2956526066939819626' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1098603202608651895</id><published>2007-09-09T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T03:51:42.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh. Finally Deborah decided to blog. Haha! This is because I have a major concern about myself and since it is 3.35am, I can't exactly call someone to rant, I'll rant over here before updating my life.-I suspect I have low blood pressure. The right name for it is 'Transient hypotension' Apparently, I just found out that hypotension must not be confused with hypertension as they are the opposite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1098603202608651895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1098603202608651895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#1098603202608651895' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-3451798290018700115</id><published>2007-08-07T05:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:38.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been long since I last blogged. My attachment is finally over. I'm currently a part time tutor and a going to be part time driving student starting 20 August. (: Sometimes I miss going to office, I miss the fun I have there. Yes. I know I haven't talked about any nice times but there were times I really feel like that I'm part of the small family. Now that I've left the family, I'm going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3451798290018700115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3451798290018700115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#3451798290018700115' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/RreRdI8gGOI/AAAAAAAAADM/Bgc8P_-FYII/s72-c/hey%28004%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1892072801547311417</id><published>2007-07-23T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T01:33:58.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One whole week, full of ups and downs.-I've got hamsters as my early one year present and I've got her a watch. Yes, we have walked through really rough patch but hope all turns out well. So I WILL KILL ANYONE WHO TRIES TO RUIN US. I swear that I will go all out to ruin that person's life too. Yes. childish fuck. But I don't care.-One whole week and I worked one day. Of which that one day was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1892072801547311417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1892072801547311417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#1892072801547311417' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-623233109782920542</id><published>2007-07-17T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T12:22:07.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it has been. I've been on this emotional roller coaster. It goes up and down so fast I feel sick. I feel sick of everything that is happening around. I feel like vomiting at the thought of it. I feel as though I'm turning pale and green all because of this SHIT COASTER RIDE.FUCK!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/623233109782920542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/623233109782920542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#623233109782920542' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-7846178398544750827</id><published>2007-07-12T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:39.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kayne's sleepover Part 2a brighter girlShe was trying to cover her fats.her ancient fan. I like.yet once again, covering fats.I think i really like this picture. Ooohh.. I like black and white.So here goes. The picture for the sleep over. I uploaded a total of 150 pictures on my com. So i think I'll post up other pictures another day. (: I think I would. omg. It's just 1 hour 20 mins away from my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7846178398544750827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7846178398544750827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7846178398544750827' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/RpX1EVJm_xI/AAAAAAAAAB8/F7h27ajtk0U/s72-c/DSCF0144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-7582824238435607176</id><published>2007-07-12T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:41.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As promise, presenting the pictures at the sleep over at Kayne's. (:The most ah pek girl.I'm sorry but you have to tilt your head a little(:what's a sleepover with a camera without some cam whoring. (:my girl.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7582824238435607176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7582824238435607176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#7582824238435607176' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/RpXxvlJm_sI/AAAAAAAAABU/AebqAmVoHkU/s72-c/DSCF0139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-5793818288999228852</id><published>2007-07-10T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T18:33:26.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel angry. Today's the second time I tried to switched over to Livejournal. I figured I needed some help for the html. I don't know what the hell is override and what I should do. I tried putting in some html in the box, but it doesn't work. IT JUST WOULDN'T WORK! UGH.  don't feel like blogging already. Someone came to break my train of thoughts. idiot. bitch.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5793818288999228852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5793818288999228852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#5793818288999228852' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-2699634487618242885</id><published>2007-07-10T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T12:44:02.705+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love weekends. I really do.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I guess today's not my day so I wouldn't start from today. THE WEEKENDFriday was an off day for me. I stayed home and decided to head down to Shop and Save to get some food to cook for my lunch. I spent a total of 30 bucks there and I obviously couldn't finish the food. I've got some pictures taken and I'll post it up soon. I promise. Though I hardly post up pictures, I really would try my very </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2699634487618242885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2699634487618242885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2699634487618242885' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-6970392972336332345</id><published>2007-07-04T16:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T17:08:24.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 hours and 15 minutes. This is how much more I have to endure in office before I can head off. GOD. I wish I can just head home now. ): UGH. I'm bored and I'm tired. Tired I'm not too sure about it. BORED YES. I want to have some excitement in my life. Why is my life all about turning up at work and if not think about how I should dig money out to see a doc to get my freaking MC. -I think when I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6970392972336332345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6970392972336332345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6970392972336332345' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-6502329662223581219</id><published>2007-07-04T10:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:54:00.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In about a few minutes time, I'm going to head to Ang Mo Kio Industrial Park. Reason? To pick up some props. I wonder how much it's going to cost me. No cheap I know. ): I just hope I will still have some money left for meals for at least this week though. Then AJ will receive her pay. Hee. So cunning right? Haha! (:-I don't know why, but I suddenly remember how Kayne reminded me Poh read out my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6502329662223581219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6502329662223581219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6502329662223581219' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8491420807677321375</id><published>2007-07-02T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:20:29.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My dad claim that I've got a shopping illness. It's small scale now but as I grow older, if nothing's done to stop it, I'll get worse. He thinks I shop too much. I think it's normal. Every month one or two new items can't do harm. (:-I'm at work stoning my life away. Created a new account at myspace but I honestly high doubt I'm going to maintain it. -These past few days went on and on on an </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8491420807677321375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8491420807677321375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#8491420807677321375' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-4049668799215279177</id><published>2007-06-27T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T14:01:31.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just 10 days after getting my pay, I'm broke. Forget about the blardy tuition. Canceling a trillion lessons for all sorts  of reasons. It almost seems like she's canceling because she does not want to give me my pathetic pay of 180. This 180 is freaking hard to earn. My intern pay did not last my spending on AJ as a form of birthday present and I refuse to go by a month without buying something </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4049668799215279177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4049668799215279177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#4049668799215279177' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1565102181400053365</id><published>2007-06-25T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:16:22.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Finally. AJ's birthday has arrived. (: Weeks of planning has finally been carried out be it last minute or not, we managed to hold one party for AJ and Angie. (: BBQ went on alright. Ice cream cake was like yum. I did not regret one thing about paying for that cake. Cake smashing was like WOW! (: Smash my own girl. Brought a balloon to my girl and allowed the others to freak her out. (: Though I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1565102181400053365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1565102181400053365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#1565102181400053365' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-3161033366576409186</id><published>2007-06-18T15:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T16:08:29.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back at work. I came in for about an hour plus and I left the office to hunt for some props. All the way to Ang Mo Kio Industrial Park. When I reached there, I went from (literally) one end to the other. Under the scorching sun, it is not the most pleasant thing to do. Also, I really don't want to be seen as a weakling you know. So I persist on and did it. Walk walk walk. I realized that on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3161033366576409186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3161033366576409186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3161033366576409186' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8981525778114004393</id><published>2007-06-18T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T01:29:43.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm down with a cold. Cold meaning flu plus cough plus fever. OMG. During the weekend.-Friday, sat and sunday all filled with getting sick. Not mentioning late Thursday night. Tomorrow when I get to work, I'll have LOADS to clear up. LOADS to do. I HATE PEOPLE ON HOLIDAY. I envy people on shoot. Haha! Am I weird. -My short term goal: I want to go into Mediacorp. I want to work there. I want to go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8981525778114004393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8981525778114004393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#8981525778114004393' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-667037539082459135</id><published>2007-06-14T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T11:04:10.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 days of shoot 3 days of pain. Last day was terrible. But last day ended good. Went for driving yesterday. (: My first practical lesson. I wonder when can I have my other one. I want to hurry hurry go get all my chops chops! hahahha! The instructor was nice. He was talking to me on and on. Fun. Real fun.-Aj's been a sweetie. Got a PSP. Got games. Being pampered by her for like no apparent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/667037539082459135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/667037539082459135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#667037539082459135' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-3563377339404499070</id><published>2007-06-07T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:57:49.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, it's morning shift for me. Today, I got reminded why I detested work for so long. Today I know why I took 3 days emergency leave and stay home. This is because there is NOTHING FOR ME TO DO IN OFFICE! Fuck.-I'm bored at work and I refuse to get up and walk to smoke. No. Not that I'm trying to quit, though I'm smoking less, I'm not trying to quit as yet. I'm just so lazy. I feel very laid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3563377339404499070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3563377339404499070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#3563377339404499070' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-5143778134865390877</id><published>2007-06-04T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T22:42:20.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>blah blah blah.I slept in very early last night thinking I must wake up for work today. Freak. I came on time thinking great about being on time. Then I realized something. I realized that I am supposed to be on night shift today as well as tomorrow.#*$^*Q*&amp;R(*&amp;I*#&amp;$)Q(W&amp;($*&amp;(*#@&amp;)!(@&amp;*&amp;*#$&amp;(*@#&amp;%(*#@&amp;(*!@&amp;)(!$&amp;*)(#*@)(I felt like I should not come to work at night. Felt like I don't deserve </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5143778134865390877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5143778134865390877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html#5143778134865390877' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-6565956189842742526</id><published>2007-05-29T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T00:15:20.173+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy fellow.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got my pay recently and I am thinking about money matters already. ):-There are so many wants and wonders in my mind. All th late nights will naturally take money off my bank. Planning for the future will also. Not helping that I really want to have a PSP. ): How how how?!-My mother is asking me to get a video cam for our own sake. But why am I asked to get it when it's going to be the family's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6565956189842742526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6565956189842742526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6565956189842742526' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8441748368859772471</id><published>2007-05-27T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T04:12:33.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hard Rock.-I saw a fight today. I haven't seen a fight since god knows when. I don't like. I don't like it when such things happened.I want to look for nice dresses.`a fat, flat, broke girl.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8441748368859772471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8441748368859772471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8441748368859772471' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-4752649266829874642</id><published>2007-05-25T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:33:41.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have the weirdest working hours. It make my bones feel so lazy during the day. My working hours is 6pm to 4am. hahaha! how fun right? Logging is not my fav past time but I guess I would do anything to wake up later during the day. but that means no hanging out with my buds. (: So today I'm staying home and heading out to meet kayne first. seems like some big issue is happening at nyp and I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4752649266829874642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4752649266829874642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4752649266829874642' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-6671630833257265136</id><published>2007-05-17T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:10:04.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel that something's missing in my life. I'm a fucking lazy girl, a mother fucking liar. Kill me.I miss work. Miss having something to do at work. I just miss it. ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6671630833257265136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6671630833257265136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#6671630833257265136' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-638500008063282746</id><published>2007-05-14T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:42.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These are the pictures I was trying to upload and fell asleep.on my way to the zoo.GIANT PRAWNS.my office cushions.I'll miss you today.Hee. My snack box in my office. According to my colleague, it's called the sore throat in a box. Haha! -home day today. Skipped work. Fucking bad cramps I feel like I can kill someone now. Me and my stupid taste of having ice milk tea with grass jelly when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/638500008063282746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/638500008063282746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#638500008063282746' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/RkdqD-5ix-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/t4PYEKZzn30/s72-c/DSCF0231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-4265706104965810483</id><published>2007-05-08T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:04:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If one day I can declare a war, I'll declare one against office politics. Especially when people gather everyone against one. I sympathize that one. Anyway, I'm at work, and I have no idea what I blogged about yesterday. But it wasn't a short one. Some long entry.-Anyhow, last night, I transfered all the pictures I took from my camera. It was dated all the way back from feb/jan. Haha! So I'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4265706104965810483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4265706104965810483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4265706104965810483' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-5772427587159584855</id><published>2007-05-08T11:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T11:25:56.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I blogged this whole long entry about my well being these days and poof! it went missing. UGH. so much for risking to blog at work. UGH!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5772427587159584855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5772427587159584855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5772427587159584855' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1728238637117137527</id><published>2007-05-04T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T01:08:44.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am supposed to be translating my script but I guess I got lazy. Maybe I'll wake up early tomorrow to head to office early to translate. Tomorrow is the deadline and I'm at page 5/11. Tell me I'm dead. I mean come on. Face the fact. I am not good in my chinese. What the hell do you expect me to do? Sometimes, I wish I'm from China, but then again. If I'm from China, would I take as long since I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1728238637117137527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1728238637117137527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#1728238637117137527' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8473089556938347371</id><published>2007-04-30T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:42.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 days of mahjong. My house became a gambling den for the weekend. I'm surprised the police did not come up. One day with money, others without. Stayed at home and became broke just based on stocking up my house to entertain and fill my friends up. Nope! I'm not complaining, I just trying to play host. So today, I decided to take my first MC at work. So that I will enjoy a long weekend. Besides, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8473089556938347371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8473089556938347371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8473089556938347371' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/RjWSAO5ix8I/AAAAAAAAAAc/HxPBbrOSdhI/s72-c/DSCF0370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-7604786035057174244</id><published>2007-04-23T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T12:14:17.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a monday. I'm obviously at work. Obviously bored. That's why I'm blogging. -I'm not sure if anybody said they were going to send me pictures, but I'm pretty sure about it. But I'm double sure no one did that. Besides the few I have on my phone. -Talking about phone, I just realized that my phone is able to read out messages. I just don't know how am  I suppose to make that object do just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7604786035057174244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7604786035057174244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#7604786035057174244' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-145834476682956056</id><published>2007-04-11T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T03:22:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's see.. It's 3.18am and I'm in the office. Haha! How fun. Trying my best to finish up the subtitling for  'One Last Dance'. Last week I stayed over night because they said the woman was coming in the next day. Today, they said the woman is coming in tomorrow. I wonder. Anyhow, because I stayed over today, I'm granted a day off tomorrow. So I guess it'll be sleeping till the afternoon. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/145834476682956056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/145834476682956056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#145834476682956056' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-9160451785188206578</id><published>2007-04-09T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T17:21:05.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I realize something. Everyone is blogging something emotional. Seems to me like blog is a place for everyone to pour out their sorrows. I guess I fall in the same cat. But it seems like blogging about my everyday lets my blog seem boring. Blogging about sorrows make me seem like a sad person. Blogging about anger makes me look like some angst person. Blogging about happiness? I guess I wouldn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/9160451785188206578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/9160451785188206578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#9160451785188206578' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8168427773203891352</id><published>2007-04-09T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T13:35:49.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8168427773203891352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8168427773203891352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8168427773203891352' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-3642712459566968355</id><published>2007-04-09T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T10:17:43.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A new gadget added to my colletion. Nice sleek little phone. Though I still trying to figure out how the hell can I get the front camera working during the video call session. What stupid idea would it be if I cannot activate the front camera.-I'm utterly bored at work. Though the morning was a nice one. Met up with AJ for breakfast and received good morning calls from people who are usually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3642712459566968355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3642712459566968355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#3642712459566968355' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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/_-oNL9onQVfU/RhnMyuqkstI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jYhZ0QMols4/s72-c/E65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8699736618463230784</id><published>2007-04-09T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T12:34:13.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God. I just read a heart wrenching blog entry. Felt the pain and sorrows in it. Somehow, sometimes, I feel that maybe I just don't allow myself to be seen in a light that allows people to perceive me. I don't know if I make sense, but I'm making sense to myself. At least I understant myself. I know my every sides well, I know my different tempers, I know what side requires what attention or no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8699736618463230784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8699736618463230784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#8699736618463230784' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1428073220602340607</id><published>2007-03-30T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:09:44.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is a day where I feel like being someone's pet. That someone who is really nice to their pets. Today, I woke up from the wrong side of the bed. Today, I came to work wanting to go home and sleep away everything. Today, I feel like I do not deserve all these, all these that people are throwing to me. No. Today and everyday, I feel like I don't deserve this. Not a bit. Not even a tiny winy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1428073220602340607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1428073220602340607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1428073220602340607' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-6280772047191772628</id><published>2007-03-30T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T00:44:40.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>caught in the middle.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6280772047191772628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6280772047191772628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#6280772047191772628' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-5916959728168158975</id><published>2007-03-29T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T10:56:35.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='demoralized.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh my gosh. I can't believe this is happening to me. I just set the alarm off early in the morning. I must have set the meow meow's ears deaf. Poor cat. Sigh. What a start.So here I am digitizing yet again the tapes that I have not finished yesterday. Though it's not the most fun job ever, but it's better than having nothing to do at all. Haha. So I'm not exactly complaining. I'm typing on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5916959728168158975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5916959728168158975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5916959728168158975' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8481961765297126262</id><published>2007-03-28T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T10:11:06.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm at the halfway mark of the second week of my attachment. Soon, I'll be heading to the FCP room to digitize some tape. God save me. They gave me an entire day to do that. I wonder how many tapes are there. Not only that, there must be some reason why they gave me the entire day to deal with that. But WHAT! Freak.Life been pretty straight forward nowadays. Days where I'll wake up early to get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8481961765297126262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8481961765297126262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8481961765297126262' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-695361398412933391</id><published>2007-03-23T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T00:51:41.726+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supportive or not. Tired or not.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Attachment started. I've been home early except for today, I reached home at 12 plus. Still, it is still considered early considering my past records. Attachment has been feeling relatively fine for the first week, not counting tomorrow. I've been treated well. I believe they are nice people. (: Walking to my workplace from Somerset MRT is not my favorite past time. Having to wait outside the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/695361398412933391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/695361398412933391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#695361398412933391' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1303166449966380281</id><published>2007-03-21T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T11:02:46.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm currently at work doing nothing. No one is in the main office. I wonder where's everyone. I've got nothing to do. At all. And I don't really want to disturb my boss for nothing. But I guess I would have to. WHERE'S EVERYONE! ):</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1303166449966380281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1303166449966380281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1303166449966380281' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-7000563426078178542</id><published>2007-03-17T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T10:02:42.592+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness. (:'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4 minutes to 10AM. I'm awake, awaiting to get ready to go to the zoo. Honestly speaking, I can't believe I just slept for 3 hours and woke up on time to wake AJ up to head to the zoo. (: Though she just left my house not too long ago, I do think about that girl. (: Let's hope everything will go well in the Zoo as well as on the way there. (: Can't wait can't wait!!-My parents came back at 8 am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7000563426078178542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7000563426078178542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7000563426078178542' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-1777407355391167577</id><published>2007-03-15T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:08:27.545+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back to the same old me.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been long since I last use my IBM laptop and I SWEAR I WAS SO FUCKING CLOSE TO THROWING IT ON THE FLOOR LAST NIGHT! I was watching a dvd on my laptop and at the very last part, it just hung and refused to restart. I had to do illegal switch off SO many times. Even still, it didn't work. I had to unplug the power supply, take out the battery. Haha! I swear I wanted to throw the laptop on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1777407355391167577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/1777407355391167577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#1777407355391167577' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-7021688319983969892</id><published>2007-03-13T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T02:47:37.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have u ever missed someone and felt terrible because u think that she doesn't miss u?Missing someone is a terrible but at the same time, sweet feeling.U will be sitting around wondering if u meant anything to her.Thinking if she ever cares about u.Rushing to the phone once it rings, hoping that it's her.Looking out of the window hoping that she will surprise u by appearing downstairs.Sitting in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7021688319983969892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/7021688319983969892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#7021688319983969892' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-8311569793300707218</id><published>2007-03-13T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T02:29:49.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home from all my activities today. (:My sister left. The room is alone. Felt heavy yet once again. Feel like the world is full of hypocritical acts. Myself not excluded. Feeling so lousy. Is being a hypocrite the only way to survive? Is it? I wish I know. I wish I have the answer to it.If people missed my previous post, I'll put up another one that is similar.-Conspiracy:an agreement between two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8311569793300707218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/8311569793300707218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8311569793300707218' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-235357584631467742</id><published>2007-03-12T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:24:42.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weeeeee...... I'm awake at this time without alarm clock or any mechanisms. Feeling proud of myself! (: Am taking a day off for a break today. Feel like taking a day to settle all my things. Physical and emotional matters to be settled BY TODAY! (: I believe if I were to set my heart and mind to it, I would be able to settle everything by today with or without any company. I've been dragging </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/235357584631467742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/235357584631467742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#235357584631467742' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-3480622708084093295</id><published>2007-02-27T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T14:59:03.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been long since I last blogged.Loads of things happened recently.Got a cat named Thunder and lost the cat.Quarrelled with AJ and made up again.Quarreled with my parents and yet to make up.Just haven't been feeling happy, that's all.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3480622708084093295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3480622708084093295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#3480622708084093295' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-4869194685051401586</id><published>2007-02-11T07:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:35:47.311+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy since friday.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just came back from a long night out with my sister and my cousin. (: feel happy just talking like theres no tomorrow. (: now that I'm home lying down, typing in the weirdest way and doing my oto at the same time, i feel tired and ready to sleep. (:-I miss my girl who is at work and doing her best to stay awake. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4869194685051401586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4869194685051401586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4869194685051401586' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-4803478801841321696</id><published>2007-02-08T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:35:47.508+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Staying out so many nights in a row. Today, I decided to not go to school. Not go to work. I just stayed at home and do nothing. Watching tv was my favourite past time. Haha! Though it was rather boring. But i'm fine with it though. I was quite fun having a house all to myself and just doing anything I want. But. I did not smoke the entire time I was home alone. Feeling proud of myself now. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4803478801841321696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/4803478801841321696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#4803478801841321696' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-2839527396301160596</id><published>2007-02-02T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T17:23:07.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lonely day with no friends. Just alone.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was reading through blogs after blogs. Realised how much I missed out with people in school. Seems like I kindna caused it on myself though. Zhong hui asked me to head out with them today but I said no. Not because I don't want to but because I really can't. I wished and I wanted so much to hang out with them but I just can't help it feeling quite off with them. Perhaps I'm just out. If any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2839527396301160596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2839527396301160596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#2839527396301160596' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-3518098678293705080</id><published>2007-01-25T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T02:52:59.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Up at this time of the night. I've got nothing to say. Busy doing my Pro Plan and I just went for a smoke. I'm still far from being done. But I'm still hanging on. Just my life. 2 of my final project is about to be done soon. Just one more day of my shoot and I should be done. (: Hopefully I'll be done with proplan tomorrow too. Hopefully. Then I'll be able to concentrate on editing and animation</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3518098678293705080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/3518098678293705080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#3518098678293705080' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-2039314608769467826</id><published>2007-01-17T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:29:48.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So many things on my mine but I know it's personal. So personal that I feel that it should now be in my blog. But it's killing me not telling or showing someone. But I know only a few people should know and some people MUST not know. omg. So contradicting.I think she's gorgeous.  It makes me a little jealous  thinking everything's so perfect for her. Her coping well with things and etc. Feel </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2039314608769467826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/2039314608769467826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#2039314608769467826' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-5936858052020050523</id><published>2007-01-15T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:50:12.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had a new hair cut and it's officially short. Haha! I still think the hairstyle is cute. I meant the hairstyle, not me. Haha!I'm currently in class and I'm shit bored. My shoot is screwing up day by day and I have no idea how to go about doing everything. How about me feeling lousy about me being a producer. Perhaps I'm just not up to it. Perhaps. ):I'm hungry and I think I deserve it. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5936858052020050523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/5936858052020050523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#5936858052020050523' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-6016190050028007259</id><published>2007-01-10T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T00:08:20.933+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lethagic.'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been busy for me. Calling and emailing tons of theatre people. Thrust me, I feel like killing myself. Only a few more weeks to end of school and all my final projects have either not started or not completed. Either ways, it's BAD.Been going out alot too. I'm lazy to blog for now. Started off feeling happy about blogging and now I'm lazy.  Haha!  So I guess another time.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6016190050028007259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/6016190050028007259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#6016190050028007259' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116784383649585592</id><published>2007-01-04T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T01:12:46.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Though I have to admit it's pretty late to set new year resolutions, but I figured that since I never exactly really had any, I might as well start with this year.1: Attend school with no more than 5 non valid absence. 2: Save money for 'rainy' days3: Get some shopping done for a nice little change of my wardrobe.4: Get more production jobs to enhance my resume.5: Lose weight is a plus point.(</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116784383649585592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116784383649585592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116784383649585592' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116719962782420507</id><published>2006-12-27T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T14:07:07.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanted to blog yesterday but due to the (now not so unforeseen) circumstances, I had to stop blogging and attend to my shop.-There's this boy who came into the company recently and I swear I would die teaching him. Asking the most redundant questions ever. Telling me things that would make every drop of blood in my body boil. For example, (one of the most basic things one should know about a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116719962782420507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116719962782420507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116719962782420507' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116668169527818697</id><published>2006-12-21T13:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T14:14:55.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I believed it's time to have a little blog. I'm currently at my workplace. Nope, not at PP anymore. I'm at Bishan back at my old job. (: I would say though it's quite draining on my energy level but I'm not complaining with earning a few extra bucks for myself. (: -My room is done renovating and there goes all the late nights over at my place because there's just simply not enough space in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116668169527818697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116668169527818697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116668169527818697' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116634158082158123</id><published>2006-12-17T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T15:46:20.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bought a new camera for a present to congratulate me for completing my project. Haha. Got myself this pretty camera. Not much of a difference from the old one but just thought it was pretty. Plus I never really got a pink camera before. Haha! Today's my birthday but it feels like some other days. No mood to blog for now so yup. Ta.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116634158082158123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116634158082158123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116634158082158123' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116581976439400974</id><published>2006-12-11T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T14:49:24.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lay in my cozy corner thinking about so many things that cause me to be down. -I'm broke. Please, should anyone mention one shit about my 2k pay, I'll kill someone. PLEASE! I'm broke and I've loads to get so if I were to get everything, I'll be on credit. If I were to get the more important WANTS of my life, I'll be broke yet once again. ): I swear it's the cost of the camera that is killing me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116581976439400974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116581976439400974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116581976439400974' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116567332025831084</id><published>2006-12-09T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T22:08:40.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's one of those days again. But before I start going on about how bad I'm feeling, I'll just say some stuff about my production. (:-Went Timble with the PAs, Hass, Veloce and Melvin. Hanging out with them makes me feel that there is entirely nothing wrong with being gay. Having fun talking about gay and lesbian stuff. Yup. That means there are real gay gays there. Ate this really thin Pizza. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116567332025831084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116567332025831084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116567332025831084' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116554008268429439</id><published>2006-12-08T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:21:12.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life's been pretty much exciting for me recently and I mean shit exciting that I don't get to sleep. Haha. (I'm just trying to be optimistic here.)I'm currently using the wireless around Singapore to surf the net. My current location is at Crown's Starbucks, I don't think I need to explain why I'm here. Yesterday, I was using the wireless in my school VIA MY HANDPHONE(ok. I admit I'm a mountain </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116554008268429439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116554008268429439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_12_01_archive.html#116554008268429439' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116438404515835073</id><published>2006-11-24T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T00:00:45.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am this bored at home that I'm blogging twice today. -Not that I have entirely nothing to do but just that I'm feeling alone tonight. It's just one of those nights again. Thinking about this one of those nights again makes me irritated by myself. ): Feeling so lonely made me go onto friendster and look at old friend's friendster account. Yes. I know friendster is so off. I'm bored. So shoot me.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116438404515835073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116438404515835073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116438404515835073' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116437956423708296</id><published>2006-11-24T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T22:46:04.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's been a relatively long day for me. School and work. No play. That's how my life's been these days. ): With more projects coming up in school, with the project I hardly have time to rest if I want to spend time with AJ. ):Went to Bokufilms today. Had a mini walk and interview. Interesting how we got lost in cantonment rd and how we walked the entirely opposite from the location. Haha. To make</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116437956423708296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116437956423708296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116437956423708296' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116402839736734842</id><published>2006-11-20T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:13:17.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There are a few things I am looking forward to now. 1. Christmas(*roll eyes. like who isn't)2. School break3. My birthday4. Phathom of the Opera (theatre)5. Batam Trip6. Project end-Running into this major attendance problem. Seems like last sem was worse but my mood was not much affected. This sem seems worse. Though I'm running into the same attendance problem, but I am angry with myself. Why </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116402839736734842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116402839736734842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116402839736734842' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116378583591551577</id><published>2006-11-18T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T01:50:35.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know how to react when things just pop up at my face just like that. School, Work, Personal. -Even though I hardly want to have any relationship with you. Seeing that on your blog made my heart sink. It was ouch. But I'm not going to walk up to you, say a sorry or fake a smile. The best I can do perhaps is just perhaps one day, we meet up in school. I'm smile to you. Or maybe say a Hi. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116378583591551577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116378583591551577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116378583591551577' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116318188204793080</id><published>2006-11-11T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T02:04:42.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I finally bought OTO trimax. (: Was using it a while ago. I swear it feels funny. Used it for a whole 40 min. (: Thanks people for bothering to tag on my board. (: Thanks. Work has been killing me quite a bit. But hang in there. There's only 2 weeks of production left. Then there's about 2 weeks of post. Just hang in there. Just one more month. (: Came back from a bbq session with ju, min and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116318188204793080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116318188204793080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116318188204793080' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116257649337668810</id><published>2006-11-04T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T01:54:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thinking of closing my blog down. Since currently I've been so super busy and no one seems to be reading my blog. Not that I really want unneccesary people to read my blog, but it's just one of the days that I feel I have no important stand in the society. I've been busy at work and school. Have not been able to wake up for school. Things got so bad that my mother thought I was on drugs thats why</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116257649337668810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116257649337668810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116257649337668810' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116137230782646849</id><published>2006-10-21T03:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T03:25:07.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blogging is like a weekly thing now. It's the first week of school and I skipped one day already. Fuck.Juggling things are not as easy as I think it might be. Production and school comes together and there goes AJ. I don't know what to do now. Now that I've someone else to help out with the accounts, let's just hope things will be better. Glad that things were talked out last night and I promise </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116137230782646849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116137230782646849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116137230782646849' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116075625170574301</id><published>2006-10-14T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:17:31.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a friday night and somehow it does not seem to matter when it's the weekend anymore. I have entirely no life. Honestly. It's 12.07am and my eyes are shutting. It is not normal for me. I usually sleep around 2 plus 3. Even though I'm home, I just somehow sleep at that time. It's amazing early tonight that I'm feeling tired. It was not a long day at work afterall. Went in to office at around 6</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116075625170574301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116075625170574301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116075625170574301' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116066556057406441</id><published>2006-10-12T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:06:00.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's my only reasonable off day. After so long of unrest. Someone said that I did not enjoy my holidays fully. I agree. ): School's starting soon and I honestly am not looking forward to it. Though I know I've no choice, but I honestly feel like bunking in even during school days. Screw production and work. Just feel like being on my own and just enjoy ample alone space. Not mentioning with AJ</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116066556057406441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116066556057406441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116066556057406441' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116041551590459415</id><published>2006-10-10T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:38:39.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so tired and why am I not surprised. This time is not about spending time with AJ. Ok, perhaps yes we did spend time with each other late at night, but only because of our busy timetable. Now that I've gotten a production work to work with(yes, you read right.), we've even lesser time to spend with each other. Each time we plan to have alone time seems so distracted by other things somehow or</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116041551590459415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116041551590459415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116041551590459415' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116011028770879316</id><published>2006-10-06T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T12:51:27.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know it's extremely childish to go on and on about one particular person. Especially when that someone is not your partner. Which means that someone is someone you're angry at or pissed off at. But honestly speaking, something someone do or say just simply don't match. Big talk for the purpose of? Impressed? Not impressed here. Cheat yourself? Perhaps. Ugh. Just stop lying to yourself.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116011028770879316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116011028770879316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116011028770879316' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-116007011524451906</id><published>2006-10-06T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T01:41:55.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Met up with zhen today. (: Met her to go shopping! Haha! We walked from bugis street to bugis junction and back to bugis street. Haha. Fun hanging out with her. (: Honestly speaking, it's nice meeting up with old friends. Hope to meet up with the rest soon. At least before my holidays end. Next week perhaps. My feet are aching but I honestly don't mind. At least we still have things to talk about</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116007011524451906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/116007011524451906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116007011524451906' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115996215290881661</id><published>2006-10-04T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T19:42:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recent events made me think about how one person can affect so many others' lives. Whether it is indirectly or directly. Somehow or another, I believe everyone who was present that particular night was affected in some ways. Anyhow, I wish for everyone's well being. (: Currently at work. (: Not meeting AJ for tonight. That poor girl is sick and she needs rest. Plus we decided that we should not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115996215290881661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115996215290881661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#115996215290881661' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115925091219626820</id><published>2006-09-26T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T14:08:32.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm in one of the worse moods. Having the a stomache does not just stop there. Having to face irritating customers who just simply wish I know how to fucking lip read. I don't. Do they even get the damn picture? I've been hearing LOUD DRILLING NOISE from the construction since god knows what time. This is causing a SPLITING headache. I'm super irritated. Songs on my Itunes cannot be heard because</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115925091219626820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115925091219626820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115925091219626820' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115916132756067873</id><published>2006-09-25T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T13:15:28.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I woke up early today to choose my IS. Congrats. I did not manage to choose any. Why? I saw my timetable wrongly and was clicking on the wrong options. By the time I realised, everyone has taken up everything. How sweet I know. What to do? I think I've been having an overdose on sotong to cause such a drastic effect on me. Have been spending 3 days straight with AJ. (: No breaks. Both of us on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115916132756067873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115916132756067873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115916132756067873' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115902350629514208</id><published>2006-09-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T22:58:26.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snuggle snuggle snuggle. (:My love.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115902350629514208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115902350629514208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115902350629514208' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115875257266554781</id><published>2006-09-20T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T19:42:52.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm currently at work. I'm bored to tears. I've finished watching my vcd. Checked my timetable out. Feel like the my timetable is very flustered. I think I should be with the same people in class. Doubt they will change classes again this sem. I don't think they are so free as to change class every sem. -Was people watching throughout the day today and I realise that people around bishan have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115875257266554781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115875257266554781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115875257266554781' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115852480738014521</id><published>2006-09-18T04:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T04:26:47.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I spent time with mum today. Woke up pretty early for a sunday(off day) and slack around my house waiting for AJ to wake up. Went to bathe and wake her up before heading out to choose specs for my mum and have lunch (together with AJ). After which mum went home and AJ and I went to walk around central. Met Kane and Juan and continued slacking at her house. Then went to central to meet Lerrick </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115852480738014521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115852480738014521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115852480738014521' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115838989746858561</id><published>2006-09-16T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T14:58:17.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm currently at work yet again. Boring. AJ came down for a surprise visit this morning and she is shit tired. She left early to meet melissa for coffee. No. You did not see this wrong, yes. She went to meet melissa for coffee in town. She's currently on her way down to work. As usual, she left me thinking rubbish. She is not picking up her calls or replying messages. I know she is sleeping on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115838989746858561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115838989746858561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115838989746858561' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115834024722405938</id><published>2006-09-16T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T01:10:47.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Results are out. No. I will not comment on it. Just that I have to be thankful, so thankful, that I passed Film History. As I made a silent promise to myself, I will try my best to fulfil it. I believe, with the additional help from AJ, things will be even much more easier. (: So I heard that school will start on 16th Oct. No idea. Don't want to go about thinking about it. The only thing I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115834024722405938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115834024722405938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115834024722405938' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115825383515446476</id><published>2006-09-15T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T01:10:35.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's my mum's birthday today. Bought her this Zara top. No idea whether she will be able to fit because it's not her size after all. Anyhow, we celebrated our first month anniversary today. (: Went for Suki Yaki buffet and we then head to watch a movie. Sounds simple? Not that. I'm pretty much too tired to go on in details. I will blog again soon. out.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115825383515446476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115825383515446476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115825383515446476' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115806711522570509</id><published>2006-09-12T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T21:18:35.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My parents are back in Singapore. I attempted to blog a VERY LONG entry yesterday but I closed the entire window and today I'm not in the mood. I have, yet again, forgotten to bring my cigs to work. But this time, it's 7 plus at night and I haven't bought a pack. The temptation of saying "Auntie, Viceroy Menthol Light" is SUPER STRONG NOW. I have to curb it. Shit. Now that my boss is yet again </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115806711522570509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115806711522570509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115806711522570509' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115771012043718589</id><published>2006-09-08T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T18:08:40.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My parents are currently overseas right now. Yes. That means that the house belongs to both my brother and I. (: Will be having steamboat tomorrow with the rest. Sounds like fun to me. Aj's been a sweetie these few days (not only these few days). She bunked in at my house since the night my parents left. Help me do the dishes, helped to prevent my room from turning into a mess home/room. We've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115771012043718589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115771012043718589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115771012043718589' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115737028510092630</id><published>2006-09-04T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:44:45.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My computer is SUPER SLOW. I'm currently at work. I think I have too much things on my hard drive. I need an external hard disc/drive soon. I will have to go get it asap. (: Wait till I get my pay and everything. I am SUPER FLAT and BROKE. My boss is calculating my last month's pay right now. Not much. I will be broke by the weekend. I better work harder this month. I've been working opening for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115737028510092630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115737028510092630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115737028510092630' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115719197193265348</id><published>2006-09-02T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T18:12:51.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am bored at work. Juan Juan is with me at my workplace. Though she is currently not with me. She's in the toilet doing her darling business. AJ just left not too long ago, she's going to work. She's working till 2 tonight. She woke up at the same time as me. I think she's at the losing end. I had a FULFILLING breakfast cum lunch equals brunch today. I had, $3 worth of Rojak, 2 rows of Chee </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115719197193265348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115719197193265348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115719197193265348' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115685516131846519</id><published>2006-08-29T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T20:39:21.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>In about 15 mins time, I will be able to start counting money and start doing my closing. Before I know it, I'll be able to close the shop and help home. Then before I know it, I'll be in Pasir Panjang. Then, yet again, before I know it, I will be able to see my darling AJ. (: Yet again, once more, before I know it, I will be able to dip myself in a swimming pool and shed some weight. Yet again, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115685516131846519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115685516131846519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115685516131846519' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115684022956032403</id><published>2006-08-29T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T16:30:29.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am again currently at work. I think recently, I've been blogging stealing people's wireless to blog. I don't understand. My own wireless at home is SO MUCH faster yet I use someone else's wireless which is SUPER slow. Haha. Anyhow, I got N80. (: Pretty. The silver one. I think I will have to go upgrade the software soon enough. Thursday? Can pull Aj along with me. Haha. I won't ben bored at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115684022956032403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115684022956032403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115684022956032403' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115665938751455144</id><published>2006-08-27T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:16:27.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a RETARDED girlfriend. I have an IRRITATING girlfriend. She is currently BOTAK. Will be uploading the pictures SOON! Before and after pictures soon. Before we enter QB HouseBrand new darling. (:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115665938751455144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115665938751455144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115665938751455144' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115649452882811459</id><published>2006-08-25T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T16:28:48.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am grouchy. Super grouchy. The weather is killing me. ULTIMATELY. I'm sitting in front of the damn blardy air con and it doesn't seem like it is working. UGH!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115649452882811459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115649452882811459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115649452882811459' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115643643788259318</id><published>2006-08-25T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T22:58:18.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My house, her house, my house, her house. (:Have been working and spending time out with her. Tired but enjoyable. I need to work more. Have been SUPER slack and everything. I think I need to honestly work more to have more money to spend. ): I feel flat and broke.I miss my fish. love.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115643643788259318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115643643788259318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115643643788259318' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115615224220869173</id><published>2006-08-21T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:24:02.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm currently at work right now. My boss just arrived to the shop. I sound like I'm courting death blogging in front of him. Haha. I think I am quite. Cookie, my hamster, passed away yesterday in pain. Oreo bit him and he most probably died of internal injury. Oreo is just down graded as a punishment to a MUCH smaller cage. With no wheel to play, just food and drinks. I think her punishment will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115615224220869173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115615224220869173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115615224220869173' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5490585.post-115601167441653847</id><published>2006-08-20T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T02:21:14.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have been having time checks SO OFTEN I'm getting irritated by myself. Waiting for my irritating phone to ring and show aj calling. (: We're going to get ourselves DVD to watch and just lie beside each other the whole night. Poor girl got to wake up at 7 though, to go home and then head out for dragonboat. I wonder if she'll be going home or coming over.I think going home. I think. I hope? No </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115601167441653847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5490585/posts/default/115601167441653847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heavenparadise.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115601167441653847' title=''/><author><name>deb.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05255939075149514092</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></entry></feed>
